And now, back to the show ...

So first the good news - I will be a daddy in 5 months or so.

I shall give you a minute to digest this information before I go on.

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Yes, it's true. At least that's the explanation I'm choosing to go with to account for my reflection every morning. As previously mentioned, if it's a boy, he will be named Ghattu ... the girl will be Shurpi.

If one was to go looking for the real reason, it would obviously be a total lack of exercise, along with loads of amazing khaana that the flatmate's folks make every day. As a result, I am in shape - yes, round is a shape. Not that I'm complaining ... come on, how often do I get fresh dosas for breakfast ? However, they are here for another week, after which, while I shall be quite sad about them leaving, I really really need to lose some quite some weight. Of course, part of the reason (and yes, I know it's going to sound like an excuse) has to be the last month, when I was working like a total dog.

*Sidenote* Just how much work do dogs do ? *End sidenote*

Work, which is being less of a pain ever since I went to my boss last week and told him I'm leaving the team. Luckily, he didn't call my bluff ... well, it was a bluff only in the sense that I wouldn't have quit the team, but I was very close to complete exhaustion with the amount of work that was being thrown my way - 23 days in a row, about 16 -17 hours a day, no weekends. It's a good thing that my boss is a great guy ... not many bosses would take kindly to being told that people at his level don't do any work! Anyhoo, still have a job, they've got me an intern, and they're hiring a full time engineer. About frikkin time, to be honest.

In other news, I've finally started studying for the GMAT. I guess taking the date jolted me into action. I still need to get through a buttload of stuff, plus there is the whole college application process, but I'm hoping to stay motivated. Of course, for that to happen, I need to stop corresponding with "friends" such as dear dear Piks, who sent the following reply to my mail informing him I won't be able to join him in London in August coz it'll be quite close to my exam date ...

GMAT!!! You plan to be one of those wannabe cool buddhas in the mba classes???

Yes, he is supposed to be one of my closest pals. No wonder I'm always miserable.

Oh, speaking of people who make my life difficult, the flatmate struck again, a couple of days back. He and I decided to get ourselves lazy boy chairs (that's just what I need to meet my get-in-shape goal ... perfect!!), and we were at the furniture store with his folks, and since he needed a mattress, I was giving my expert opinion - please stop reading more into it that what it was! Anyways, I tried a couple of mattresses, and since my words are held in such high regard by all and sundry, I said ...

Yeah, this one is better. That one is kinda firm .. and this other one is too soft. But this one is just right.

To which the (bitchy) flatmate replied ...

Yes yes, Goldilocks. I got it.

Once again, see what I live with!!!!

So I guess that's about all that's going on with me at the moment. I know I wanted to write in a number of times in the past, but have just been too lazy or uninspired. I could have written about the talk I had with N about growing up, but I'm sure that's something he and I will discuss an equal (or more) number of times in the future as we have in the past. Speaking of growing up old, he turns 18 in a few days. Advance Happy Birthday, N. 30 really is the new 20! :D

That's it for now. I guess (hope?) the "cartoon" in the last post has brought me back to blog-world, albeit with a diminished sense of the funnies. Oh well.