Monday, October 30, 2006

Happy Halloween

There's nothing quite like being chased by a guy with a chain saw to get the night going. I dont get scared easily, I mean I'm a super hero, invincible and all that. I'm a total bad ass, bring out the bad guys, I say. But I admit I wanted my mommy at Fright world.
Its a little disturbing to have some guy covered with blood, follow you and whisper into your ear, "Come here, come here",as you try to make your way through complete darkness.
So you can't blame me if I was apprehensive about spending the night all alone in my apartment, since my roommate only mysteriously turns up when its time to pay the rent and I havent seen her in so long, I'm afraid I wont recognize her when she gets back from wherever she goes.
I decided though, that a good superhero conquers her fears, so I headed to my apartment, did a quick survey of the place to check for any undead. No one under the bed or in the closet ( though a couple of hideous sweaters I had brought in a momentary loss of taste did give me quite a scare).
And yes, so maybe I did sleep with the light on and did indulge in a reassuring 3 hr phone converstaion with Uber Geek, but I pulled through, I survived,I made it through that dark and stormy night.
And so Super Invisible girl lives another day. The world is safe again. Children can sleep soundly at night, little old ladies can cross the street without fear of being run over,kittens and puppies can live in harmony...because Super Invisible girl has conquered her inner demons and is ready to get back to saving the world.....only on weekends of course, 4-7pm :-)

Monday, October 23, 2006

How incredibly uncool

Your Superhero Profile

Your Superhero Name is The Phantom Liberator
Your Superpower is X-Ray Vision
Your Weakness is Handshakes
Your Weapon is Your Secret Decoder Club
Your Mode of Transportation is Sled


A sled?? Super invisible girl does not roam around in a sled...and who is the phantom liberator? and what in the world does a secret decoder club do?
Obviously the people at blogthings dont know me well enough, and here I thought we had a deep connection.
And yes, to all those who are wondering, this is what I do when I've run out of things to blog about.

Wednesday, October 18, 2006

Why did Jack leave?


Jack entered my life quite recently. and left almost as soon....without his head.
So I did leave him in the parking lot all by himself, in the cold...anyone would've wanted to leave. But to be fair, its not a bad place, its comfortable, Jack likes the cold, for company he had the Nissan altima and the Mustang....perfectly decent friends, and the mustang's quite a looker.
But maybe he wanted more, more than what a 4000 cc engine could give him, maybe he wanted someone to talk to, some one who could say to him, "No, Jack, you'ré not fat" , or "Its perfectly alright to not want to wear any clothes".
We didnt talk much, there wasnt much time...weather.com flashed its hazardous climate warning, the wind was unrelenting, my turtleneck was starting to get itchy...things just werent going our way, so I left. Went home. Didnt even say a proper goodbye.
And in the night, when I returned, he was gone...well, not really, he was there, but his head wasnt. Did he leave and forget about his head? Was he in a terrible hurry? Did someone behead Jack? Who would do that? Jack was harmless, standing there all by himself in the parking lot.
I'd like to think that Jack's torso is in a better place now....I now eagerly await for the next snow forecast, because maybe Jack will return...I cant imagine, it would be very comfortable walking around Buffalo without a head.

Sunday, October 01, 2006

Things I learnt today

I suck at playing darts.
I'm not a total embarrassment at pool.
I'm mean.Most of the Evolutionary Bio papers I corrected, I gave the students a big fat zero.
I listen to some really cheesy hindi songs because it makes me feel less homesick, and reminds me of another time.
I am unable to eat by myself anywhere out, I need to have another person/book/laptop accompanying me.
When I say I'll call back, I mostly never do.
I miss Goa.
Shopping makes me feel good.Perhaps with cool clothes I can have more friends.
I live in mortal fear of a lizard falling on me.
I have a strange obsesson to find the perfect baseball cap.
I am getting quite hooked on those long Islands.
When my current advisor talks to me, a lot of the times I wonder what the fuck she's talking about.
This is such a lame post.