spears and me
I have some very weird questions that pop up in my mind these days. I was flying back from Michigan yesterday and in the bookshop at the airport, I saw a magazine with Brittany Spears nude on the cover. She was covering her considerable assets with her hands and her legs were crossed. She was nude but you couldn’t see anything. She was also pregnant. What possesses people to pose in the nude when they are pregnant? I don’t know. Is this supposed to be a turn on or is it supposed to portray something else? Confusing.
I hate flying. I have said that a million times before. I flew back from Michigan in this aircraft which was possibly an 80 seater. Fucking pilot was having fun going in circles and making last minute maneuvers just before landing. I was sweating and squeezing my wife’s hand all the way. I have this feeling which says that I will die one day on a plane and I keep thinking of the worst shit under the sun when I am flying. On the other hand driving is more fun than flying. Getting to fucking La Guardia from Jersey is a pain and I would rather drive to anywhere that is not more than 700 miles. My wife agrees with me too.
So, from here on anytime we visit Detroit, we will be driving. It is less stressful, maybe a little more tiring. I don’t care. Work is going good. I make considerably a lot more than what I used to make 5 years ago but I feel the same everyday. I have realized that my attitude towards my job is not about what I take home on that day. That will take care of itself. Hopefully, this attitude will stick on forever.
I am turning 30 in 4 months. It is a scary thought. I will be hitting the 30s. I am actually almost half done with my natural life on this planet. There are still so many things to change.
I swear a lot. I am too brash for my own good. I don’t hold a lot of things back and I have to learn to control my aggression. I am growing older and I will soon have to set an example to our child. I have to learn to hone my temper, my expectations and be a little more empathetic about things. I have to learn to be patient and nice.
I hate flying. I have said that a million times before. I flew back from Michigan in this aircraft which was possibly an 80 seater. Fucking pilot was having fun going in circles and making last minute maneuvers just before landing. I was sweating and squeezing my wife’s hand all the way. I have this feeling which says that I will die one day on a plane and I keep thinking of the worst shit under the sun when I am flying. On the other hand driving is more fun than flying. Getting to fucking La Guardia from Jersey is a pain and I would rather drive to anywhere that is not more than 700 miles. My wife agrees with me too.
So, from here on anytime we visit Detroit, we will be driving. It is less stressful, maybe a little more tiring. I don’t care. Work is going good. I make considerably a lot more than what I used to make 5 years ago but I feel the same everyday. I have realized that my attitude towards my job is not about what I take home on that day. That will take care of itself. Hopefully, this attitude will stick on forever.
I am turning 30 in 4 months. It is a scary thought. I will be hitting the 30s. I am actually almost half done with my natural life on this planet. There are still so many things to change.
I swear a lot. I am too brash for my own good. I don’t hold a lot of things back and I have to learn to control my aggression. I am growing older and I will soon have to set an example to our child. I have to learn to hone my temper, my expectations and be a little more empathetic about things. I have to learn to be patient and nice.
posted by zambezi at 10:18 AM
3 Comments:
was nice meeting up...
He he .. quite funny! I am always told to be more aggressive and less patient!!
And you got a good excuse to convince Sandhya that driving is better than flying .. what all did you guys do in Michigan?
CAR- Likewise man. You should come and visit us sometime. It will be good.
Prashant- Yenilla kano. Went for my in laws 25th anniversary. It was good fun. Whats happening with you? Yalla sarina?
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