Dec 6 2006 - Do I have a life or what?

another day working late. is this getting to eb a habit or have I turned into a low life form who has no social behaviourial habits. to rub salt into my wounds, my mother lectures me about neighbours who are home by 5pm and take regular holidays.
she definitely is getting back for all the tiding up of the room I never did when I was a kid !!!

The only advantage of late night outs are working in peace without the phone ringing every 10 minutes and the blogging !!!
Called home to find the clan asleep. Why oh Why oh Why

Dec 5, 2006 - Late night ramblings

After months of non activity on the blog front (no thanks to horrid work and , ennui), I realised I had vegetated. Between a client video conference and some tepid expresso, decided to check if my Blogspot account still existed and glory be - yes it did !!

white beard and stubble rash

the last few months have been mundane. life has continued at a humdrum pace with things alternating between work, late hours and absolute rusting of grey cells. to try out something different and entertain myself, i grew a french beard or a goatee as its properly called by the nexus of un employed poets, down and out street performers and the supposedly uber cool crowd.

results were varied - wife complains of stubble rash if i smooch her, son said i looked like a tarantula (did not have the heart to ask him why)
the beard is like a gumboil. it is annoying at first and then it grows on you. if its not around, its like missing a woman in your life. on the flip side, everyone knows when i have had noodles, white hair creeps in at an alarming rate making it look like a horde of termites have had a field day.

to shave or not to shave that is the question.....