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Get Down on It

April 20, 2006


Rumbling, tumbling, loosing steam aaaaaand...THUD. Two weeks of complete madness are nearing their end and someone's becoming addicted to keeping on the go. I work best under pressure and this leetle project I've been working on for months at the jay-oh-bee is in its final push, after which I wait and watch and pray that everything works out as planned. Wooooooo weee.

Last weekend we had a visit from my brother from another mother, Hasit a.k.a. 'Thank Tank', it was great to catch up. It's good to hang out with family, reminiscing and gossiping. There was too much eating and drinking and dancing going on for pictures but trust me, we had a blast. Even caught a Ghislain Poirier set at the Drake by slim chance. Can't think of a better DJ I could've taken Has-lo to go see. Also, Ghislain totally recognized me from My Space...yea...pretty bad...but not as embarrassing as it sounds. I tried to bribe him for a "Bounce le Gros" tee but no fruit borne as yet.

The day after tomorrow is The Rajbo's birthday! Let us now take a moment to bask in the divine glow of Rajbo's Buddha-nature:

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He will be accepting offerings from devout disciples tomorrow night at the new Get Juiced venue, 751 Queen Street. Please remember, no touching allowed unless you pay the priest, namely me.

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posted by Neha
9:45 PM

11 Comments:

Blogger Paresh said...

In Haiku:
Rajbo turns a year older;
He turns wiser,
The plot thickens.

Happy B'day.

Neha dawg, you've got to stop pimping out events and give us the D/L on your life a little more. Turning this blog into a billboard on the Information Autobahn.

Cheers.

4/21/2006 09:34:00 AM  
Anonymous CeePee said...

I dunno what your talking about Paresh what she is doing is for the children and the community.
Hallelujah!

4/21/2006 09:58:00 AM  
Blogger Neha said...

Yes, the children, they are everything to me...wished they paid better though.

Also, there are two things going on in my life that are taking up all available space...one is work and I'm not talking about that shit, two is a big secret, which will be revealed soon enough. And it has nothing to do with babies or marriage :-)

4/21/2006 10:12:00 AM  
Anonymous CeePee said...

Better not have to do with moving anywhere either!

4/21/2006 11:33:00 AM  
Anonymous badmash said...

Happy bday Rajbo - he looks as serene as the Buddha himself in this pic!

Hope that you're keeping well Neha.

Go Flames!

4/21/2006 01:34:00 PM  
Blogger Paresh said...

She's knocked up. Simple as that and Carlin said it best. Fuck the Children.

4/21/2006 04:25:00 PM  
Blogger Neha said...

Dudes, it isn't major, just a little project that required a bit of brainstorming in the free time I have. Which means, yes, it probably is a babby, once you pop them things out just water them once a week and watch them grow!

I hope you too are well, J, GO FLAMES indeed! Wish I was doing some cheering on the Red Mile myself.

Ceepee...Never gonna make you cry, never gonna say goodbye, never gonna tell a lie and hurt you (nevergonna give, nevergonna give) give you up.

4/21/2006 07:32:00 PM  
Blogger dutty brown boi said...

Came out to check out your DRT party. Looked for a pretty Indian girl, and didn't see you :( The jam gave me flashbacks of being in 1st year university, but the beats were banging. Whoever was spinning in the basement at the end of the night was dope. I normally dont like crunk music, but that shit he was playing was hype.

Hope whatever your ploughing away at for work pans out good for you.

4/22/2006 10:50:00 PM  
Blogger Neha said...

Noooooooooo. Poor Rajbo caught a flu so we just chilled at home and Rajbo got some needed rest.

Last DJ was probably Fathom but I'll let Ceepee answer that one...

You gots to email me, fella, we'll set a future date. :-(

4/23/2006 12:33:00 AM  
Anonymous CeePee said...

Ummm, i believe in the basement the last 2 djs spinning were Seven:30 then Homecounties, glad ya liked it man! Next time hollar at me!

4/23/2006 08:35:00 PM  
Blogger rajbo said...

Congrats!

Does this mean I don't get to use the laptop this month?

4/24/2006 10:26:00 PM  

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