If you leave me, I’ll never fall in love again

Familiar words? Those men never fail to amuse me.

The last one who cried not too long ago, perhaps a little more than a year now surprised me completely out of my wits. When we were together, not to-gether and every other time he was virtually living as a voice inside my phone whined about how he’s the loyal type, bound to a girl like glue. That’s why he took 3 odd years to get over his ex and his misery at that time was directed at me because he’d take forever to get over our incomprehensible relationship. I laughed. Scoffed. Then held the phone far away from my ear.

One year and two months later he’s married!

Maybe I’m easy -to -forget material. I shouldn’t have laughed so hard.

Afternoon Pudding

Ashan: We bought two chocolate biscuit puddings just half an hour ago…

Green Cabin Man: Very good.

Ashan: Er..well no, one of it is spoilt.

Green Cabin Man: Can you bring it back Sir? We’ll give you another one.

Ashan: No I can’t come, can you send it over?

Green Cabin Man: No we can’t, there isn’t anyone who can deliver it.

Ashan: Oh that seems convenient…but anyway do make sure it doesn’t happen again.

Green Cabin Man: But if you can bring it Sir, then I can tell my General Manager and we can figure out what’s wrong…

Ashan: Er… I can tell you what’s wrong, it’s spoilt and it’s the milk!

Looking for the perfect man?

Handsome. Intelligent. Teetotaler. Non-smoker. Graduate. Rich. Respectable. Well mannered. Charming.

According to the 250 marriage proposal ads in the newspaper last Sunday, almost all posses the above criteria. Even the divorced 50 – odd -year -olds are distinguished –looking. Intelligent. Teetotalers. Non-smokers. Graduates. Rich. Respectable. Well mannered. Charming.

Had I only intently read the papers a year ago, I wouldn’t have wasted my time looking for the ‘perfect man’ at social dinners, company functions and walked for that ‘save-the-people’ charity walk!

SIGH!

Money Matters

The bible says that the love of money is the root cause of all injurious things. I think it should read the lack of money is the root cause of all injurious things.

Please nod in agreement!

7 Random Things…

The Missing Sandwich tagged me a while ago and wanted me to list down 7 random and weird things, which are part of my existence, eyeball and lung. So here goes:

1. I’m not extremely affectionate. Don’t get me wrong, I love smooching and all things naughty but not in public. Plus I’m very reluctant to hug friends and family. Sometimes when it’s required, it is a huge effort. But I do love them and always give them sentimental gifts to make sure they know I care. 

2. I like talking to the walls and the mirror. No its not because I’m crazy but because walls and mirrors don’t talk back unlike my mother and sister.

3. I hate talking in the morning.

4. I hate to eat.

5. I think with my mouth open (Pointed out by Pokey and Sam (who sometimes thinks with her mouth open too)) 

6. I make funny faces when I’m bored, walking on the street or just minding my own business at office. 

7. I talk excessively when my sugar levels are down and I’m in dire need of sleep. Well I also talk excessively when my sugar levels are up and when I’ve slept for 3 days straight.  

That’s my 7! 

Well I’m tempted to ask you what your 7 is, but I won’t because I don’t want you to be weirder than me.