Current Mood: Bah..!

I have recently been deposited into the very comfortable yet dangerously addictive "unemployed" chair. There suddenly seems to have erupted (from the magical world of Nowhere) a sudden surfiet of time. Mebbe the Gods sneaked in a couple of hours extra when I wasn't looking. The sick bastids never get tired of their silly celestial jokes. ( The biggest joke yet being Michale Jackson).

So here I am sitting and marinating at home and generally vegetating. Apparently I am supposed to be studying for my MA exams. For the uninitiated I am currently pursuing my MA from IGNOU (Yes, because the other universities were IGNOUing me) (That was terrible joke feel free to curse me to Christian Hell). Sat my backside in my backyard this morning and opened the book to read about those fancy fekkers known as Metaphysical Poets. Uncontrollably had to correct the grammar that book presented me with. These are supposed to be the great literati it simms. Bah!

Anyhoo, moving on in life, I'm at a loss (as always) to what the next step must be. Marriage? Bolls I say, let me rephrase that, Horses bolls and fried brinjals!! Still nursing my heart which this one rascal (unwittingly?) tap danced on and later decided to take one of those big butcher kinves and do a keema kabab on. So till I can regrow a new heart like some of those cute reptiles, I think I'll make do with my hallal cut keema kabab heart. {sigh}

What else can one do? Change professions? Thought about it... Nah.... I think I'll just STFU and continue with teaching. Nothing gives me more pleasure than driving the future generation up the wrong wall and putting them all out of their misery. Which brings me to this very nice sticky situation, how do I weasly my way out of this other job offer by a close comrade. Refuse Mary! Say No! like Nancy Regan would have done. {sigh again}

What I would really love is a nice trip to a beach place. In moments of perpetual restlessness it does my last frazled nerve good to see vast expanses of water. Waah waah! Just the thought of it makes me joyful!! (happy happy joy joy) But for that I would require some company. Hopefully a few friends could crawl out of the woodwork and join me.

Till then, Mary says : Time heals all wounds... Time wounds all heels...