Murphy is the last person on the planet who hasn't done it

My blackberry has sort of ruined me. I type ‘Im’ instead of ‘I’m’ and expect an omniscient auto-correct to swoop in and fix things magically. Today’s been a day of all sorts of things working out. A highly distraught friend who wasn’t speaking to me for no real fault of mine (and no real reason at that) is talking to me again. I suspect this is only because she’s so overwrought that she’ll settle for anyone to talk to, but I’ll take what I can get. My best friend is getting married in less than two months and I have an exam at about the same time. So up till today I was constantly hovering around the website, waiting for the date-sheet to be announced, because I couldn’t miss her wedding for some stupid exam. At the same time I couldn’t exactly not take it, it’s a fairly important exam and kind of a big deal (I’m certain my parents would at least think so). But today I found out that my exam is after the wedding, but during the wedding week. In fact it finishes a couple of hours before her reception starts, which should give me enough time to get to the venue in rush hour traffic and somehow change into a sari and heels and get my hair sorted and look super hot. But it’ll be one of those things where I need to have studied well enough to be able to take a week off right before the exam for some hard core, life altering shaadi prep. Did I mention it’s a really difficult exam? But I’m really really relieved that it’s not on the same day as the wedding, that’s a major source of stress avoided right there.

I’ve finally got around to telling my dad to get my book for me, I’ve managed to hunt down a document my aunt had been on my case for me to locate forever, I’ve booked my tickets (yay!), I’ve made up my mind to start studying, I’ve got an entirely black kitten at home, Bambi’s wound is much smaller and better, my hair is clean, the proposal I was working on seems to be *finally* over. It looks like a fair bit accomplished but it all translates into waiting and watching and monitoring progress. Almost all of it comes down to how work shapes out, what bullshit gets thrown my way and how much I can negotiate out of. I’m also secretly mentally completely prepared to quit if I need to, I can see myself getting the hell out of here as fast as a call girl who stumbles on to a client who wants to take a dump on her head, even though the thought completely scares me.

A very very dear friend is in love and it’s brand new. He’s been there before but it was so bloody long ago that it seems like this is the first time. And even though he doesn’t want me to ‘interfere’ (some people have some nerve, hmpf) I’m super happy for him. I feel like the mother who had lost all hope in her naalayak son, only to have him walk in while I’m toiling over some pateela on an open fire saying ‘ma main class main first aaya.’ (which is a very poor and unfair measure of how proud a mother should be of her kid, but what to do, I’m horrible that way) What is even cooler than him falling in love is the manner of the falling in love. I don’t know anyone who gets to do it this way, like some sort of being struck by lightning. The way I remember it happening is it being like a slow process. Where your skin gradually becomes transparent and your insides becoming brighter and warmer, till your veins and arteries and you are glowing brightly like the filament in a very happy electric bulb. Good times, all around.

I recently spent time with my boss’ secretary and I don’t like her at all. She’s a seemingly nice person but she pisses me off. She’s one of those tiny women who you can tell think they’re some sort of self sufficient combination of pretty and cute as a button and very prim and proper. Not only do I feel like an ungainly giant around her but I also feel genuinely bad for all dudes who end up with women like that who make it seem like they’ve won some sort of lottery being with these tiny humourless pygmies.

*Murphy hopes she hasn’t come off sounding sizeist and compensates with photo indicating what should be evident awesomeness*



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