If you've ever called Customer Support, this one's for you.
So sue me, I'm easily amused.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
skip to main |
skip to sidebar
Or, why rave and rant inside your head when you can share the whole manic experience with the world at large.
Can't Live Without
More Angst
My Monochromatic Past
-
▼
2006
(43)
-
▼
July
(9)
- Meet me halfway/ Across the sky.
- Bones/ Sinking like stones.
- She says we've gotta/ Hold on/ To what we've got.
- Consider this, consider this/ The hint of the cent...
- What goes around/ Comes around.
- No clever title for this one. My head is quite emp...
- This could be heaven/ For everyone.
- And I said/ What about/ Breakfast at Tiffany's?
- You can call it lack if confidence/ But to carry o...
-
▼
July
(9)
From The Bell Jar, Sylvia Plath
How did I know that someday - at college, in Europe, somewhere, anywhere - the bell jar, with its stifling distortions, wouldn't descend again?
2 comments:
Where did you find it ? It is truly howlarious :)))
Called in Ramanuj, and one of my bachchas also and showed it to them.
He's as clueless about blogs as I am if that's possible. Think I am the most technologically backward person :)
The Sathya Sai Baba pic in the background is a riot!!
It's stunning -- haven't laughed this much in years. And if you're reading blogs, etc., you must be a trillion steps ahead of your backward Pahaadi office :)
Post a Comment