My first tag

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.