Sleepyhead In Surrey

sat next to our table at Mahbub a couple of nights ago. Frankly speaking I thought you were a show off. Couldn't stop yakking the whole time, could you? And at the top of your lungs at that. I know you are somewhat of a celebrity but barring those who frequent the Actor's Studio I don't think people know you that much. I know some of your work and sometimes I think they're brilliant, but then so are your brother's. When I looked at you it was not because I was looking at exactly you, but I was looking over your shoulder where Nurul the beautiful banker was sitting. She deservers my eye time more than you. And stop announcing to people that Maya Karin is a good girl. If bringing three bottles of champagne to a party means that she's a good girl then all practicing muslims are the devil's cousins. I wonder what your best pal "I am Muslim" Dina would say about that. And don't brag about how much Chivas you can take. It's not very endearing.

Posted in: on April 24, 2007 at at 12:06:00 PM 1 comments

Some go the obviously negative path and become addicted to drugs and alcohol. Others, like Oprah, are addicted to food. So am I. But that's a whole other entry. I've discovered that I'm also addicted to something else. Instant gratification. It's the reason why whenever I'm feeling down (ONLY when I'm feeling down) I like to clean, or iron my clothes, or wash dishes. I get to see instant results. It's a relief to see that shrivelled up, wrinkly shirt suddenly become as smooth as a baby's bottom by just squirting the kitchen maid and running the hot iron on the shirt's surface. I'm not patient like some people. I get tetchy waiting for money in the bank to grow. I become kranky thinking of having to plan and plan and plan for a project. I just want to get it going so that I could see the results. It brings me grief sometimes because my addiction distracts me from seeing the big picture; the grand scheme of things so to speak. I'm supposed to be able to think strategically and plan for my future in the long run. Not the short distance ahead. But I'm glad that I haven't become so shortsighted to join Windlifund. Like some people. Muehehehehe. May you (yes, you know who you are!) wait for it till my cat turn into a sheep.

Posted in: on April 06, 2007 at at 4:39:00 PM 0 comments