<meta name='google-adsense-platform-account' content='ca-host-pub-1556223355139109'/> <meta name='google-adsense-platform-domain' content='blogspot.com'/> <!-- --><style type="text/css">@import url(https://www.blogger.com/static/v1/v-css/navbar/3334278262-classic.css); div.b-mobile {display:none;} </style> </head><body><script type="text/javascript"> function setAttributeOnload(object, attribute, val) { if(window.addEventListener) { window.addEventListener('load', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }, false); } else { window.attachEvent('onload', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }); } } </script> <div id="navbar-iframe-container"></div> <script type="text/javascript" src="https://apis.google.com/js/platform.js"></script> <script type="text/javascript"> gapi.load("gapi.iframes:gapi.iframes.style.bubble", function() { if (gapi.iframes && gapi.iframes.getContext) { gapi.iframes.getContext().openChild({ url: 'https://www.blogger.com/navbar.g?targetBlogID\x3d9808610\x26blogName\x3dCurrylingus\x26publishMode\x3dPUBLISH_MODE_BLOGSPOT\x26navbarType\x3dSILVER\x26layoutType\x3dCLASSIC\x26searchRoot\x3dhttps://currylingus.blogspot.com/search\x26blogLocale\x3den_US\x26v\x3d2\x26homepageUrl\x3dhttp://currylingus.blogspot.com/\x26vt\x3d-4962957956027113579', where: document.getElementById("navbar-iframe-container"), id: "navbar-iframe" }); } }); </script>

Make Way For The Ph. D.

August 17, 2005


a m r i t says:
how big do you want to print the wisdom design !?
ﺀﺎﻫﯿﻧ says:
hell as big as i can!
ﺀﺎﻫﯿﻧ says:
how big can it get?
a m r i t says:
well... do you have access to an a3 printer !?
ﺀﺎﻫﯿﻧ says:
i'll get it done at a printshop
ﺀﺎﻫﯿﻧ says:
kinkos or something
ﺀﺎﻫﯿﻧ says:
they print's photos and posters
ﺀﺎﻫﯿﻧ says:
daym my grammar is disintegrating
ﺀﺎﻫﯿﻧ says:
I'M EXCITED BEC I JUST GOT A PHD 2 SECS AGO
ﺀﺎﻫﯿﻧ says:
A PH. D!!!!
ﺀﺎﻫﯿﻧ says:
That's a Penthouse Downtown!!!
a m r i t says:
you got a PENTHOUSE .. in downtown !??
ﺀﺎﻫﯿﻧ says:
YAAAAAA
a m r i t says:
that must cost a BOMB !!
ﺀﺎﻫﯿﻧ says:
NOOOOO!
ﺀﺎﻫﯿﻧ says:
that's why the person who lived there before was there 11 yrs!
ﺀﺎﻫﯿﻧ says:
she just gave notice yesterday and we happened to call
ﺀﺎﻫﯿﻧ says:
and put our money down before everyone else
a m r i t says:
fack !! you have an extra room !?
ﺀﺎﻫﯿﻧ says:
i have extra room!!!!
ﺀﺎﻫﯿﻧ says:
now everyone can come visit
ﺀﺎﻫﯿﻧ says:
and i won't be ashamed of living in the burbs anymore!

For reals, I am now the proud lessee of a spanking den of debauchery downtown, Osgoode station, Queen & University, connected to the entire underground network, on the better side of Yonge, away from the yuppie side of Bloor, in the midst of all things fabulous, two seconds from 'Taste of India', ten minutes from China Town, fifteen minutes from the C.N. Tower, take a right at the Friendly Stranger AND PRESS PH.

But the most important 'amenity' that comes with my new place is FRIENDS. No more playing Cinderella because of the subway. No more backing out of doing fun things because the ride home is like plucking out eyelashes one by one. Friends, you hear me, friends? Yes YOU. Seera, my lost love, I've spent weeks looking for shelter and going on vacation and not having brunch but it has borne fruit. Prince, your nagging has paid off, you will be tired of my ass by this time next year, promise. Constantine, what can I say, you don't even read this blog. Yeah, I guess that's all of you then, ha.

posted by Neha
4:47 PM

11 Comments:

Blogger Tee said...

IT's going to be an awesome B'day isn't it? :)

8/17/2005 11:25:00 PM  
Blogger Tee said...

I forgot to say congo congo..Congo

8/17/2005 11:26:00 PM  
Blogger 13 said...

Abu Dhabi - Toronto direct from October on Etihad!

8/18/2005 01:48:00 AM  
Blogger Neha said...

Wooooooo! Congo congo, what is that, congo?

Etihad, what is that? Does everything have to begin with Eti?

8/18/2005 09:02:00 AM  
Blogger Paresh said...

Congratulations. That's what congo means foo.

We're in the hunt ourselves. We'll inform when we know. Latah.

8/18/2005 10:54:00 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

FUggin EH! No more nonsense up north. Bout fuggin time.
Hollar atcher boy. Sats gonna be fun.

8/18/2005 12:26:00 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Sats... SATS! stinker! i've been embroidering this birthday doiley for three f'n weeeks -yoobitch! nots- even- ah- invite to the bejesus party! cripes. i give the world my heart and the world puts out its proverbial cigarette, butt-ass squished right in my stinkin tickin rotten little thingy. but i still hart you. cause i'm gay for love. and a fool for you. and four parts to the cruel perma-wind. cru-el!

8/18/2005 06:58:00 PM  
Blogger QuickSilver said...

Sweet. Make this your next stop.

8/19/2005 02:39:00 PM  
Blogger Neha said...

hot dang, i can't believe it's called 'The Trump', ha.

8/19/2005 03:36:00 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

How come the name is spelled in Arabic. I thought you were Desi ?

8/26/2005 12:25:00 PM  
Blogger Neha said...

I was reared on a hi-tech farm called Dubai. Some brands hurt so good that the sting stays forever. Also, I couldn't find any Gujarati script :-)

8/26/2005 01:44:00 PM  

Post a Comment

<< Home