Posted by manuscrypts | Posted in 55, Attempted Humour, Stories | Posted on 13-03-2009
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He’d never tried it. But circumstances were such that he really had no alternative. He was stuck at a party that was ending, and he didn’t have a cab. He didn’t know the hosts well enough. Hers was the last car to leave. He would attempt a pick up line, just so he’d get dropped.
until next time, careening character
Posted by manuscrypts | Posted in 55, Attempted Humour, Life | Posted on 03-02-2009
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And for the next three months, I’d be punished additionally for earning a living. This was after I’d spent the preceding nine months investing money so that this wouldn’t happen. But there’d always be a criterion that they’d use to ensure my efforts were wasted. To this merciless system is dedicated my version of taxonomy.
(def #2, #1 is the actual meaning of the word)
until next time, defined a taxee too
Posted by manuscrypts | Posted in 55, Attempted Humour | Posted on 08-01-2009
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It gets pretty cold in Bangalore around this time. In anticipation, I started shopping in October for a jacket. But after scouring more than a dozen outlets, I still haven’t found one I liked. I’ve become adept at finding faults, much to D’s chagrin. In homage to that exercise, and D’s patience, I dedicate Knitpicking.
until next time, cold vibes