I found a buttload of pink paper at work. It's not going to be used for anything productive here. So..... If anyone wants a pink letter, leave your address, and name, and I promise to send you , at the very least, a one page ( back and front), good old fashioned, piece of snail mail !
Of cource I could just build a squadren of airplanes or a fleet of ships!  ¶ 3/23/2005 11:28:00 AM 6 Comments

  i just read and read and read all morning. with a blissfully evil grin on my face. soo much to catch up on. this is one way to spend these last couple of slows days here at work before the craziness starts next week. to the grapevine. yes i am going to london, from the 4th till 7th. yesterday i felt this burden. this weight settled on me chest, something i had to force myself to think about but wasn't still haven't figured out what it was. maybe its something to do with the fact that in a way i'm back where i was 8 months ago. on the verge of starting something new and not sure about if i want to leave what i've already been doing. or maybe its just women.  ¶ 3/23/2005 08:29:00 AM 2 Comments

  firefox. rememebr the good old days when all you had to do was make sure your webapps worked in IE and Netscape. And i did. i really did. but now comes firefox. a bane to my fully compatible system. gonna try it out now... any one using it much?  ¶ 3/09/2005 09:02:00 AM 8 Comments

  i just read the tag line on nomad life ..."a collective of dashing nomads, Aiesecers, travellers and adventurers." now i'm not a dashing nomad,or much of a traveller anymore. adventurer is out, and as for 'Aiesecer' that one was by choice. so what am i. i'm nothing!! wait..."i am HR" right?  ¶ 3/08/2005 01:01:00 PM 6 Comments

  most people when taking mass public transport, or when riding the elevator like to keep there personal space. keep free from the other people who they have been forced into close proximity with. they sleep, chat on the phone,listen to music, and very commonly read. today something happened. the train went into a station and stayed there a little longer than usual. the odd part being that it became too dark to read inside. so i looked up from my book ( hey i do it to) to see many faces looking around with that same expression. there are real people here. not just the souless bodies you think  ¶ 3/05/2005 11:11:00 AM 1 Comments

  tuesdays are still dangerous. the trainees asked us over last night so we all trouped over. such sweet boys. in addition to the whisky and vodka there was this continous steram of snacks that kept coming out.those fried ring thingi's were delicious. good servise is always fun. got home about 130, to a mid night snack of fried shrimp. peaches would have been fun too.  ¶ 3/02/2005 04:56:00 AM 2 Comments

  a follow up on kunal. for those who remmebr in the last couple of months in college he kept talking about his left side going numb. after going back to HK it got to the point when his right started weakening too. an MRI revealed a benigne tumor on his spine. he flew down to bangalore to get it removed. on my last talk with him the operation went fantasticly well, he will be in bangalore recuperating at his home there for the next two weeks.  ¶ 3/02/2005 04:52:00 AM 1 Comments

  it was the best of times it was the worst of times. it was times of joy and wonder. every day was somethign new something cool. pri just got back from the states, and seems different. happier, even tho obviously not. 11 packs of very cool cigs tho. went for this little shin dig sunday night, was supposed to be a quick stop on the way to the airport, became hard to tear ourselves away. i remember when i was a kid mum would force me to go for these parties i never wanted to go for , and i'd always end up having a great time. hasn't changed too much. its hard to break free of the enertia of sitting at home in front of the TV with a bowl full of noodles. but once you do... soo much better. for those of you who know him, kunal was in india for an operation. all has gone well and he should be up and about by now. and she really does look younger each time i see her. goto be some dark magic at play.  ¶ 3/01/2005 04:50:00 AM 2 Comments