Urban Weed

I have been ……
Doing the ‘NEXT BLOG’ thing for hours.

There is a Canadian lesbian. Her neighbors don’t say hi to her ever since they found out her orientation.

A lady with 3 infants. How to keep you head above the laundry.

An aspiring fashionista. With only 12 followers but extraordinary taste in shades. Much bling.

Eighty years old. The blog being basically about his obsessive gardening disorder. And his wife’s untimely death. A decade back.

Pages and pages of craft maniacs and sketch enthusiasts. They no longer inspire me. I just want to howl with frustration.

A blog being dedicated entirely to penny black cards. She can’t seem to make enough for her husband who has been away for 2 weeks. Some rehab.

Numerous food blogs. (By chicks who still manage to stay slim. *going green*)


I have been….
Wallowing in self pity.


I have been….
Reading Lolita for what seems like ever. With one eye on my phone.

I have been…
Lazing all day. Did not even bother to update my Facebook status about which team I support. Not Brazil. Not again!!!

Talking to S (again) about a weight loss program and how we are both going to look drop dead gorgeous in 2 weeks time. Munching on cookies as we talked.

The diet involves eating (?) 3 litres of mineral water on the first day divided into 6 portions. A piece of raw fish on the second day. So on…

I have been…
Wishing Miu would jump on my lap and tickle me with her whiskers till I feel better.

The fact that all she does is eat, sleep, clean herself is NOT helping somehow.

And I am INSANELY jealous of her tail.

I have been…
So typically worthless. And knowing it changes NOTHING.

*……..BANG HEAD HERE…….*