The Morning After

06:00 goes the alarm. 06:05 I am up and out of the door.

You don’t wake up,
you don’t even know.
The wine has flown,
generous with the berry,
sweet and sour,
you enjoyed it dearly.
But times’ up as daylight shone,
Upon the trail we left
but I wish not to own.
And now hear, a whisper satanic,
you say, ”Go not so quickly.”
I get jitters, my knees go weak.
My palms all sweaty.
This really can’t be.

There are a number of ways of managing the mornign after. Like making breakfast, or letting him make the breakfast. Or going out for a coffee. May be, not sleeping at all and chatting so long that you croak at dawn. May be you can be comfortable. May be it makes sense to make the morning after a continuation of the night before.

But NO! Period! Its stupid and crazy! Set your clock for an alarm. Get out. Leave no trace. Run. Ha! …Phew! Thats the only way to manage well the morning after. But, what if he asks you to stay?

Dear Lord, civil behaviour can be such a pain in the behind! And my knees go weak and my palms all sweaty. I need to run, before you wake to see!

You've got mail

My Buggy is doing very well,  2800 down and young as ever! I only just realised that I have a chip. The one you use to get past DND without stopping. But I like waiting in the line. Its nice to meet someone new. Most people who go past the Toll do it so mechanically. I would hate to be the man behind the counter.

I just watched you’ve got mail yet again. Some movies just have a way of making you feel good. The list never included Rocky or Heros or PS: I love you. But you’ve got mail. There is so much hope.. and is not Meg Ryan the prettiest? and the wonderful zingers she gets. Quite admire the way he folds her mind. And since Brinkley, I have only wanted a golden retriever. My cousin got a dog, a pom. They look annoying.

My boss and I are telepathic. At least he can read my thoughts. Very scary situation when you are upto non-sense.

Body Shop has sale!!

I want to go to China.

Have you ever met someone you would rather know when you are 40?

Everyone seems to be wanting to be judges or discussing their assets. I want to marry one of them Now this wouldn’t make contempt would it?

I am smelling of cherry blossoms. I now remember there was a TV series when i was a kid, Blossoms, or was it the protagonists name? Cherry Blossoms.. the name reminds me of Mrs. Maria, my English teacher. She was ever so bright. I always made better friends with my teachers.

My parents talk law now! I am wondering who needs the break.

Would love to drink some wine tomorrow.