tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382033.post115795865009404830..comments2024-03-12T03:51:39.525+05:30Comments on Compulsive Confessions: The Incredible Adventures Of Ms. Tiny BladdereMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12716202062654957842noreply@blogger.comBlogger27125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382033.post-1158729843759389992006-09-20T10:54:00.000+05:302006-09-20T10:54:00.000+05:30hahahaha the delhi locations' names had me rolling...hahahaha the delhi locations' names had me rolling in laughter:) <BR/><BR/>if climax gets its music act together, the winter is going to rule there with the open balconies and oodles of space..chitgohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12612480627302708265noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382033.post-1158537748025564502006-09-18T05:32:00.000+05:302006-09-18T05:32:00.000+05:30Bebe sometimes it's great to just let it all out b...Bebe sometimes it's great to just let it all out but next time just hail yourself a cab. I've had a hectic weekend myself. Last weekend I moved to London and this weekend I settled in. :) This street transforms itself at night. By day it's a touristy kitschy place with hordes of camera-toting Japanese tourists, by night its crawling with queens, faeries, heteros and retros. I love it here. Not all the time and maybe not consistently throughout the day but for the most part it's fun. It's alive and abuzz, I can ever hear cop sirens every now and then. Feels very NYC. Nothing about this city reminds of Delhi though which is why I cook!<BR/>Write me sometime and hope you're enjoying the new job.<BR/>xxxhedonistic hobohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02693480297800328494noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382033.post-1158367976860281852006-09-16T06:22:00.000+05:302006-09-16T06:22:00.000+05:30You threw a tantrum at a club?Why? It's always ea...You threw a tantrum at a club?<BR/><BR/>Why? <BR/><BR/>It's always easier to just tell your friends you need a bit of air, and then either sit outside and chat with the smokers, or head home in a taxi.<BR/><BR/>Although the best solution is to not go to clubs with friends at all. What is the point? It's too loud to talk to them there anyway. Best to go alone, or with one friend who has the same stamina you do.Horseyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13512910791563482705noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382033.post-1158303095546157112006-09-15T12:21:00.000+05:302006-09-15T12:21:00.000+05:30"well-behaved women rarely made history" I think i..."well-behaved women rarely made history" I think it's not fully correct. This kinda woman also makes history as the <B> best well-behaved woman </B><BR/><BR/>It's all depends on what's your agenda to creat HISTORY!!<BR/><BR/>Nice blog..<BR/>RoyAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382033.post-1158287622706261282006-09-15T08:03:00.000+05:302006-09-15T08:03:00.000+05:30@ eM: I fully approve of the "dancing on the bar" ...@ eM: I fully approve of the "dancing on the bar" antic! Wow! Of course the guy hit on you!<BR/><BR/>Have you figured out why you cried?<BR/><BR/>Also, this post will bring on its own share of silly searches, don't you think?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382033.post-1158255020976606842006-09-14T23:00:00.000+05:302006-09-14T23:00:00.000+05:30i don't get the google search thing. VIERD.oh and ...i don't get the google search thing. VIERD.<BR/><BR/>oh and the blog's back. ya. after all that trouble. but it's back! fer sure.calehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06891749836530068574noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382033.post-1158251571079281112006-09-14T22:02:00.000+05:302006-09-14T22:02:00.000+05:30Lol, eM, yours is one of the few blogs I can read ...Lol, eM, yours is one of the few blogs I can read on the couch like I would a book...but worry not, just last night my friend was muttering to herself as she went to the loo for the umpteenth time...and we weren't even drinking... oh my, this gets curiouser and curiouserZaphodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10277471797381952739noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382033.post-1158231477557103382006-09-14T16:27:00.000+05:302006-09-14T16:27:00.000+05:30both, funny and engaging :)why does it sound like...both, funny and engaging :)<BR/><BR/>why does it sound like one of my routine saturday nights!!<BR/><BR/>sigh!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382033.post-1158205836965266862006-09-14T09:20:00.000+05:302006-09-14T09:20:00.000+05:30Someone told me a name a few months ago, and also ...Someone told me a name a few months ago, and also told me where you wrote/worked. I forgot.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382033.post-1158202435101008592006-09-14T08:23:00.000+05:302006-09-14T08:23:00.000+05:30If by 'interesting' you mean 'rather disturbing se...If by 'interesting' you mean 'rather disturbing search parameters with lots of dirty words and frankly baffling sexual fetishes', then yes, I do get one or two of those.<BR/><BR/>-salutes- Yes ma'am.Jayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16299949444657013533noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382033.post-1158162185433474392006-09-13T21:13:00.000+05:302006-09-13T21:13:00.000+05:30yet another tag, I'm afraid. Go here (http://elect...yet another tag, I'm afraid. Go here (http://electric_abacus.blogspot.com/2006/09/melancholy-in-bottle.html) for more details.Sharonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12808111702392286348noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382033.post-1158147523988881592006-09-13T17:08:00.000+05:302006-09-13T17:08:00.000+05:30Oh, such fun you are! Thanky.Though it might not'v...Oh, such fun you are! Thanky.<BR/><BR/>Though it might not've been just strange terms for <EM>the day</EM>, it totally works with the regular circus you must be getting- on a daily basis at that.<BR/>=)chamiquehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03486807386681515819noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382033.post-1158142345338587322006-09-13T15:42:00.000+05:302006-09-13T15:42:00.000+05:30bon jour. i'm back. umm ... well, mostly.bon jour. i'm back. umm ... well, mostly.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382033.post-1158089446709464002006-09-13T01:00:00.000+05:302006-09-13T01:00:00.000+05:30I cannot believe all of this actually happened in ...I cannot believe all of this actually happened in Delhi :)<BR/>I mean, you almost sound as if you live in NYCRestlesshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01090885390494529553noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382033.post-1158040754025116212006-09-12T11:29:00.000+05:302006-09-12T11:29:00.000+05:30Tra-la. Tuesday morning.lemontree: I guess I am. W...Tra-la. Tuesday morning.<BR/><BR/>lemontree: I guess I am. What is all better anyway? :)<BR/><BR/>sonia: i find drinking heightens whatever emotion I have, so if I'm happy, I'm hyper and if I'm sad, I'm a wreck. Oh wait, that's me sober as well. :)<BR/><BR/>cale: I snorted so hard at your comment I sprayed coffee over my nice white kurta. And looked a little like a jackass too. :) For that reason alone--marry me. Oh, and Damien's single now, another reason to get your ass to Delhi.<BR/><BR/>imhunt: which is exactly why you should do three.<BR/><BR/>anon: it's cool. :)<BR/><BR/>raindrop: one question: was he ex before or after this incident? :)<BR/><BR/>anon2: WHY is EVERYONE asking me that? I wish it was PMS, because that would explain away everything but (TOO MUCH INFORMATION ALERT, AVERT YOUR EYES IF YOU'RE SQUEAMISH) I just finished actually, so unless it's <I>post</I> menstrual stress then no. :)<BR/><BR/>jabberwock: Oh that's a problem I don't face, clearly seeing as my subject matter normally doesn't require much research. :). But I always wonder about the POINT of going to the separate comments page, doing the whole word verification thing and just to leave a comment saying you suck. I'm like, why, dude, why?<BR/><BR/>monika: hey, thanks for that! who woulda thunk, huh? I wonder where all the original friends are, and whether they're still friends and how long they've been friends for in the first place.eMhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12716202062654957842noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382033.post-1158037570601116692006-09-12T10:36:00.000+05:302006-09-12T10:36:00.000+05:30hi em,this sounds strange, but friends colony was ...hi em,<BR/>this sounds strange, but friends colony was named as it was ( the entire now constructed area)bought amongs this bunch of friends( it really was a waste land until then...what with bird sightings etc..)..the area being far too big for a less than dozen people,it now houses all non friends too... and New friends is like new rajinder nagar i guess :)<BR/><BR/>we guys must catch up..will call before the weekend.was caught up witha friends birthday and visitors from outa town!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382033.post-1158031956737911902006-09-12T09:02:00.000+05:302006-09-12T09:02:00.000+05:30the pointlessness of reading someone's blog, think...<I>the pointlessness of reading someone's blog, thinking it's annoying and not just closing the page, coz that would be too simple, but leaving a mean comment instead</I><BR/><BR/>Even more fun is when someone leaves a comment saying simply "I can't comment on your post because I don't know anything about this subject." Wtf!Jabberwockhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10210195396120573794noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382033.post-1158027600144593572006-09-12T07:50:00.000+05:302006-09-12T07:50:00.000+05:30PMS? And it's a girl asking, and it's not a sexist...PMS? And it's a girl asking, and it's not a sexist remark. I have bad PMS when I cry for no reason and especially when alcohol has made me maudlin :)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382033.post-1158014922315951392006-09-12T04:18:00.000+05:302006-09-12T04:18:00.000+05:30Random guy hits on me. Ex misses it. I (drunk as a...Random guy hits on me. Ex misses it. I (drunk as a mofo skunk) angrily ask random guy what the eff he's looking at. Ex tells me to calm down. Soon, ex is at the receiving end of a hugeass tantrum involving tears and accusations of him being an evil bastard. Alcohol and/or hormones can turn me, a cynical emotionless bitch, into a wailing/screaming maniac.Raindrophttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09868858360846629731noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382033.post-1158000177094326612006-09-12T00:12:00.000+05:302006-09-12T00:12:00.000+05:30I apologize for my earlier post, em. I shouldn't i...I apologize for my earlier post, em. I shouldn't impose my own set of values on you. I read your blog because its well written and entertaining. <BR/><BR/>You read novels with stories, characters you might not approve of. But that doesn't diminish its value. A blog, with its seductive attraction to interact with the author is a privelege, and not one, that should be abused. <BR/><BR/>My apology.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382033.post-1157997235317473802006-09-11T23:23:00.000+05:302006-09-11T23:23:00.000+05:303 pubs/drinking-dancing places, I get bored with 1...3 pubs/drinking-dancing places, I get bored with 1 on most daysAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382033.post-1157996380613606052006-09-11T23:09:00.000+05:302006-09-11T23:09:00.000+05:30Oh man. We'd've had fun at Friend's Club together....Oh man. We'd've had fun at Friend's Club together. Totally. It'd go like this.<BR/><BR/>eM: you can ring my be-he-ell...<BR/>cale: ...ring my bell. wheee omg.<BR/>eM: oh my god look at that female's CLEAVAGE.<BR/>cale: it's cleavahge, dahling, cleavahge.<BR/>eM: cleavaghe, yes, quite right, pip-pip.<BR/>cale: ooh i say lookie a bell.<BR/>eM: oh my.<BR/>cale: should we ring it?<BR/>eM: yes, no ramlaul's come and taken our orders yet you kneaw.<BR/>cale: oh quite. ding-a-ling-a-ling, waiter, i say, waiter, ding-a-ling-a-ling.<BR/>eM: you're not ringing the bell.<BR/>cale: yes i am.<BR/>eM: no, you're not. you're saying ding-a-ling-a-ling. you decieving little bitch.<BR/>cale: GASP ME OMG gaurav tell the girl she's crazy.<BR/>gaurav: kindly do not drag me into this homosexual fight. homosexuals are the dirty evils. wow look lesbians yummy. insert weird indian man dialogue here.<BR/><BR/>eM and cale exchange looks and become sickeningly best friends once more. going on to grow steadily drunker, ending up making pseudo-love on the sofa with colourful character damien first egging eM on, and then saying oh i'll JUST do it myself, making cale a very happy little tartlet indeed.<BR/><BR/>...<BR/><BR/>ah well it's late and i'm tired and quality comedy comes only after lots of thought and tequila. bt u gt th pynt.<BR/><BR/>oh and i'll get to emailing you as soon as possible. had a massively busy day today (three birthdays to deal with, but happily, of course), so ich bin ein Sehrtiredkind now.<BR/><BR/>Cage you lader my levvly gerl.calehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06891749836530068574noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382033.post-1157992104478888182006-09-11T21:58:00.000+05:302006-09-11T21:58:00.000+05:30when i'm tipsy and feel like crying, i drink more....when i'm tipsy and feel like crying, i drink more. and drink <EM>fasst</EM>. before the ice in my margaritas start melting even. then i'm so drunk that i'm taking the ice cubes out of the glass with my hand and cruching on the ice, enjoying the numb feeling and laughing hard at silly jokes and humouring weird guys who come up with stooopid pick up lines. ah! if only i could be perpetually drunk!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382033.post-1157980464211693892006-09-11T18:44:00.000+05:302006-09-11T18:44:00.000+05:30hey emhope you are feeling all better nowhey em<BR/>hope you are feeling all better nowlemontreehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17558903480161628836noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7382033.post-1157974889031547242006-09-11T17:11:00.000+05:302006-09-11T17:11:00.000+05:30what is it about your comment that irritates me? O...what is it about your comment that irritates me? Oh yeah, the pointlessness of reading someone's blog, thinking it's annoying and not just closing the page, coz that would be too simple, but leaving a mean comment instead. <BR/><BR/>oh, and jay sun, we DO have a decent cab service--1912--but remember I only had about 2 rupees in my bank, not enough to get me anywhere! :)eMhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12716202062654957842noreply@blogger.com