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| I like punching bags, just not when I am one. My knuckles kinda hurt now.
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| So today, I watched the Italian Job. Archoo tried to watch it with me, but she soo dearly failed to do so because she fell asleep. I got back from Miami yesterday (which I must admit was hella fun, and I must do again after I have saved up more money to go shopping) but they lost my bags naturally because you know Miamites (whatever they are) are too busy looking at each other. Anyhow, I had fun going out, eating out, shopping, hanging out at the beach, and the whole nine yards.
So I was on the airplane and as you guys know I was reading Hullabaloo in the Guava Orchard, as Mili commented, it was good, or at least it was getting good. I get to page 86 and then I read the next page because I naturally thought it was page 87, but OH NO my dear, it was page 103. Then I flipped through the book to see if I could find the missing pages and are they there? No way! They just repeat pages 103-108 until it is correctly 103 and then the story resumes. Anyhow, I'm mailing it back to Amazon.com and went out and got it from Barnes and Nobles today with all the pages there. I flipped through and checked. Don't worry, I'll finally read some more of it tonight. It is pretty freakin' hilarious so far, maybe it'll get sad, I hope not. I'll be impressed first Indian author to write a book that ends on a light-hearted note.
By the way, I do not only think I have BCK (bad car karma), I am convinced that I have BTK (Bad Transportation Karma), my flights to and from Miami could not have been any geezer-happy if I had prayed. I was waiting at the Lavatory for literally 15 minutes, and then the dude comes out with an extremely content look upon his face. SERIOUSLY! I have never felt so disgusted in my life and I was embarassed for him because there was literally a line and the flight attendents started knocking on the door. When am I going to get the hot guy to sit next to me on the plane? I'm waiting. I guess if I fly more my odds will increase, lets hope so.
Italian Job was a great movie, as was Memoirs of a Geisha. But I like movies like Italian Job, it reminded me much of the Bourne Identity and I'm highly impressed with that lifestyle. I know, weird, but hey, it kept me interested.
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| When Harry Met Sally..... super good movie, can't believe I hadn't seen it until today.
Again, just validates my theory that guys and girls can't really be friends. End of story. Yes, I'm letting a movie serve as empirical evidence to substantiate my theory.
And the book I'm reading, well it's only because that's my dad's name, so I thought, oh well, let's handle it.
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| So Life has been a big let down. Or I have let down myself. I rather not go into it. That's for me to know and me to fix.
However, to what extent should any one person be forgiving of others?
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