Confessions....

I’m swamped, with work. Which is new…because usually I am the opposite of swamped.

And I’ve been trying to come up with a creative and witty post for days now….but Nadaa!

So I figured I would confess a few things, (cuz confession I’m told is good for your soul)

-I have a need to play board games, I haven’t played any games in years, and I am secretly scared that I am so out of practice, that I would lose…and I would HATE losing, after all I once was the Maharani (Queen) of Monopoly…..

-Grey’s Anatomy is getting too dramatic for me. Silly dramatic, I mean why pretend that the main character is dead. Hello its called “Grey’s anatomy” not “Derek’s anatomy” Or “Izzy’s Anatomy”….so we all know she’s coming back. Stop with the melodrama, my heart is too weak, I cannot take it.

-I am addicted to CNN. I know that it is bias but I can’t stop watching, sort of like when you see an accident and you can’t help but look. Last night I caught Anna’s ex body guard Igor (who claims to be a possible daddy) and her supposed best friend. The best friend annoyed me. She is obviously hookey and kept referring to Ana, as UNNA…in a snooty accent, when you just knew the girl grew up in some suburb or park in Texas….and not on the French Rivera. I absolutely loved the slick scam lawyer the body guard had….who claims that UNNA wanted the bodyguard to look after the kid even if it turns out he isn’t the father…..all his other baby mommas better be paying attention…he wants to look after your babies…..
I get a kick of seeing where Anderson goes next….last night he was in the Amazon reporting on a tribe of people who live a primitive existence….Anderson went on about the need to protect their way of life….my own honest reaction was “Puleesee, the would love the pillow top bed, and Chocolate Danishes as much as me…..Civilize them!”

-Another confession….and I would like to say that even I am offended by myself on this point….but I secretly don’t really feel colonization was all that bad….I mean without it, I might have ended up in some paddy field growing rice, or worst on a bed of fire because my idiot husband croaked too early, or some other wretched existence….I know I know this is a HORRIBLE way to think……

-I addictively check site meter, and get a secret thrill when I see that some one is on….I then check their location and try and guess who it is…..

-Shopping is a symptom that I am depressed….that being said, I have been buying like crazy since I got back…a new suit, sleep wear (hello I sleep in the nude,) accessories, new boots.I am telling myself that its because everything is on sale….but the truth is I am still unnerved by Her Skinness….

-On my recent trip I made out with my ex ‘would be person’s’ really good friend. And I did it intentionally and expected it to be more of a fun thing, one which I would forget about the next day….as it turns out it went on for a bit, and now he is calling me every day and is sending me flowers from a continent away and I am drowning in both guilt and absolute refusal to do the long distance thing ever again….. Yet, I find myself waiting for him to call….. I am an attention whore….

-I find it impossible to shut Dracs out of my life. Just when I think I have him all out, he does something or calls, or appears, and I am an impossible sucker all over again.

-I ate a dosa every day in Mumbai….and haven’t gone to TKD in about a month and half….never mind the absolute waste of my hard earned money….the little extra softness on my belly is starting to annoy me….and no matter how many times I tell myself “Pot Belly’s are the New Black” I find myself sucking it in every time I pass by a mirror.

-I am so used to procrastinating, that I cannot work after 2.15 in the afternoon….instead I surf Pop culture sites…

-I am grey-ing….I realized this on the plane,….I have ten grey hairs on the crown of my head….It looks odd, since I look extremely young to begin with….

I have a zillion other things to confess but I think this should get the ball rolling……