Today, I read a mokke blog by the ex girlfriend of a good friend. I only read it because it was linked to Facebook and ended up on news feed thrice.
Note to myself -Hide her
She wrote about how she was leaving LA and her funky studio and great paying job after graduating from Harvard for a bunch of mokke reasons like missing home and family.
Note to myself - Hide her
On my walk back home and a quick trip to Trader Joes, I realised the only thing I might miss about America would be the independence that comes with carrying a big bag with work documents on my shoulder, a six pack of beer in one hand and a can of milk in the other without being stared at.
Note to myself - Try it in Madras, Aavin packet and Kingfisher from Tasmac and see reaction from mother and grandmother.
The Boy is coming home for dinner. I promised an extravagant South Indian meal but when he walks in, I'm just going to point to the six pack and tell him to "Ensoi Thangamani!"
Note to myself - Hide hard objects from three mile radius of The Boy.
Oh well..This is going to be a long day
Thursday, May 06, 2010
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5 comments:
how was dinner? tell tell tell
i SO wanna see eligible boy pix NOW! (:
who's he..give more info,hint
@ Mudra - The woes of not being FB friends :-) But I shall update !
@ Anon - You tell me who you are and I'll tell you who he is. Fair game
You found boy a? Achacho token a thirippi kudu di...
HAHA...fb id Mudra Nowley
http://www.facebook.com/#!/profile.php?id=721463228&ref=profile
letz connect thr... cant wait to 'see' the eligible iyer boy :)
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