Peepuls, all two of them, listen up!
here comes my first tag, courtesy The Boyracer.
Now only if Abhinay would respond as well. Here goes.
I am thinking about: Whether I would be able to keep my blog alive. More importantly, I'm thinking what's for lunch.
I said: I need to use deodorant more frequently.
I want to: Get my tush off this chair and rush to the office to finish my story on Glenn McGrath.
I wish: I wouldn't have to commute by those aweful sub-urban trains.
I hear: A bird chirping loudly outside my bedroom's window.
I wonder: Why I constantly itch in all kinds of unimaginable places.
I regret: Umm. Mostly nothing.
I am: Hungry.
I dance: Never.
I sing: In the bathroom.
I cry: Rarely.
I am not always: Quiet. But inwardly, my thoughts constantly blare on a 5000watt speaker.
I make with my hands: Booger missles, which I flick across the room.
I write: Crap.
I confuse: Financial prosperity with real happiness.
I need: To eat. Sometime really soon.