Wednesday, Oct. 09, 2002 - 12:05 p.m.

So I woke up with a slight ear ache. Ouch! Weather’s getting cold, and I’m loving it. Like totally. right now, it’s cold, kinda sorta dark, gloomy, and a chilly breeze blows quite strongly now and then. Lovely. Just wonderful -=)

I know now why you called a scared person a ‘fraidy cat. That’s because cats are almost afraid of everything. Gosh. You turn on the vacuum they run from corner to corner trying to escape it. You bring them close to a closed vacuum, they freak out. hell, this specie is afraid of water. God damn water! lol.

I have a new scratch on my palm. Yay! Right. It sucks. I used to have a billion scratch scars a while back. That was when we first got our cats. They were afraid of us for a week or two, and would stay under the sofa at all times, so we would try to hold them, and they would scratch us mad, and run away. So then, I learned how to cut their nails and yeah. But now their nails grew back and I gotta scratch.

Too bad for me.

Omg, so the day before yesterday, this aunty calls from around the neighborhood right? she’s Punjabi. No offense, but she talks too much. Like a lot. I mean she doesn’t get hyper or anything when she talks, but she just cant shut up. So I had the honor of answering the phone. She starts talking, then asks me if we have “mirchi” cuz she ran outta it or bought rotton or something like that. so I’m like, “uhh, lemme check” I thought she’s talking about those small green desi mirchi’s ya know. So I look, and we have ‘em, and I tell her that. I’m like “the small green mirchi right?” and she’s like “no, no! I mean the red mirchi” so I look, and I find two kinds of red mirchi’s in our desi masala cabinet/cupboard. And so I’m like, “which one aunty..?” and she’s like, “the kinda crushed one” so I assume its CRUSHED PEPPER, the one used on pizza sometimes. So I’m like, “uh ok we got that” and then she goes, “its powedred mirchi right?” and I’m like ????? wth! Don’t u mean red chili powder? And she’s like “yeah THAT!, now could I please talk to your mom?!” and I’m like all confused and say “ok here..”

((GOOD RIDDANCE!))

No but then today a while back my mom calls me in the kitchen and tells me that lady was telling her that your daughter doesn’t know anything yada yada yada. omg, I got pissed. And so I told my mom what happened and she laughed and told me to forget about it.

Sheesh. Desi folks.

Anyway.

So yesterday I went to Dunkin Donuts, MY FAVORITE! and like it’s run by these gujju folks. It’s kinda hard to breath in there. Ya know, gujju’s everywhere inside. Its like run by a whole gujju generation I think. And I’ve been around so many gujju’s so its really weird for me. LOL, jus joking, I said that to piss people off. Haha!

So yeah, these two ladies were looking so sleepy. They were running the shop at the time, like 11:30 am. And she’s like, not even talking proper English with nobody and I got annoyed. Ok shuddup maybe I’m PMSing but im not making any of this up. So I ask her, “can I have a croissant?” and she goes “sorry MAADUM, crossan finish” oookk. I mean, its not that I’ll throw a fit if they got no croissant, but the way she said it was too freakin rude, even the black lady next to me got annoyed with them. So I ask her for some other stuff, pay her the money, only to realize I forgot something. So I’m like , “uhh, can I have a bagel plz” and she makes this face like she doin me a favor. Pshhh.

Weird folks. Even the UPS guy yesterday was mean to me.

I’m like WHAT IS UP WITH YALL? Or is it me? Hm, I dunno.

So oops, I gotta bounce. Later folks.

Really.

Cheerio!

Ps: amp, update your blog! puHleeZe!!!

ok the people who asked me about the SweetSunnah products. The acne gel is working. it worked for me before, but then i ran out of it, and my face starting breaking again. i can tell its working even tho its been a day. and it's for $14.99 plus shippin and handling. but the lady @ the hotline told me it should last me about a year. and i'm like whatever. wanna bet on how much i break out each year?

Q of the Day: you ever had an annoying shopping experience?