Another sleepless LA night

Helicopters over my head. One after the other. Over and over. Or maybe it is just one helicopter going around in circles. I don’t know which. And I don’t know why. Cant be good. I checked yahoo for breaking news but there is no sign of any new disaster. Governments shutting down, hunger strikes, aftershocks, gunmen..... tsk tsk. Too much drama in the world. I wish I can do a Calvin and refuse to inherit the world.

Anyway I wish i can write a really whiny post about how all this drama is affecting my extremely sensitive hairdo but a friend just read my blog and declared that it has way too much emotion for her. Some people’s hairdos are even more sensitive to emotional charges than mine are. So for the best interest of good hair days, I am not going to blow my nose all over my blog. Atleast for a while.

I just spent half an evening reading old orkut testimonials. (Remember orkut? Remember?) Anyway I am convinced now that orkut was a better social network than Facebook. Especially now that facebook has made it harder for my fans to find my statuses and like them. I have got only single digit likes in my last few statuses. How atrocious! And the security settings make it harder for me to stalk people. I am reduced to staring at people’s display pics for hours coz that it is the only thing on their profile that FB would let me see. That, I believe, is the beginning of the end. When a social networking site loses sight of its prime purpose of existence- to enable people to stalk ex-girlfriends, ex-girlfriends boyfriends, potential boyfriends, celebrities, teenaged children, brother’s flings and other random people- and actually starts investing time and effort on other secondary goals such as user privacy, then there is nothing more to be done except to pack your virtual eyeball and move on to the next totally-unnecessary-network-to-belong-to.

I have managed to decide on what courses I want to take this quarter without giving my hairdo too much stress. And my cold seems to have almost died away. And I went grocery shopping and managed not to die on the way back. Grocery shopping is the one household chore I absolutely hate. And if I did it twice in one week and am still standing, I must be given a fricking medal and a statue on Marina Beach at the least. And India won the worldcup. And my friends and I went for a celebratory brunch buffet at a local Indian restaurant nearby. I haven’t fought with any new people. In fact, I finally closed a 4 year chasm with an old friend. That was good. Gave me a warm tingly feeling all over.  One of my best friends wrote her GRE and scored quite well. Hopefully I’ll see her here soon, since the possibility of me visiting India in the near future grows remoter and remoter. Overall I must say the last week’s atmosphere has been quite conducive to my hair health.

I'm absolutely addicted to black eyed peas' 'Just cant get enough'. Its been looping through my head for the last several days. Its replacing 'Tonight I'm Loving You' as my song of the week. Whats yours?

Helicopters gone. Hair care demands rest. Good night people of the world!