Hmm.. I'm not sure how long this is going to survive. Since this blog is the result of a split second decision of a distracted moment it might just end up being wound up today itself. Might even take a week though given how lethargic I can be.
Why have I started in the first place? Well.. I always thought I didn't have enough to say to the world to have a blog of my own. Then somebody mentioned how therapeutic it can be (or did they?)- the offload that is. I still have my doubts, which explains the cynical start but giving it a try anyway. How bad could it be? In fact, the pressure of maintaining it will hopefully make me write more even if its just random gibberish and with a little time and practice I may even graduate to churning out the occasional shit pot read.
That makes me wonder-how many people obsess over their blackberries on the shit pot the way I do? Quite a few I would think. Its the only really peaceful moment of the day, for the healthy at least as opposed to the Taco Bell enthusiast. I rarely call it the shit pot though. My favorite name for it is 'the daily throne, to each his own' (admittedly plagiarized from Praveen Jagwani who once upon a time, long long ago used to write in one of the financial papers. ) Its only after Rockstar Studmuffin came into my life that I started using it more frequently despite my distinct dislike for it. Somehow it disrespects the sanctity of the activity. I mean how can you coin a four letter word for something so crucial to the survival of an entire race?! Its utterly sacrilegious if you ask me! But then again, nobody ever asks me. I guess there are few who have the constitution of a troll and the mind of a pig.
Chew that till I'm back.
WOTR
