Monday Morning Profoundness

I woke up this morning, and I had an acute case of the Monday blues because I had nowhere to go. Nowhere except a premiere of The Expendables (with Terry Crews & Randy Couture in the audience as well as on screen) that is.  But apparently I'd rather go to an office desk day in and day out all week long and feel important. So. Pathetic.

Then I logged onto Facebook, because, you know, that's what people do, whether they have a job or not. And I realized it's the birthday of my very first obsessive real-life crush, a date that I always thought would be seared in my memory forever (this WAS the guy I sang meaningful songs to in Antakshari and suchlike. the cringability of retrospective thinking!) (As long as we're confessing embarrassing things, let me also point out that we used to have identical purple velvet jackets - I'm not even sure why I had one, but I know for sure that HE really shouldn't have unless he WANTED to look like Willy Wonka)

These are the kinds of things I can't say on my other blog because my family watches that space. Thank God for this oasis where I can be the usual me.