three cheers to catoplasty!

its a weird situation...
life really isn't that bad for me, yet, it makes me tear my hair and scream in sheer frustration.


two partitions of my hard disk crashed night before last. i have lost 12 gb of movies. 12 gb of stuff including my favourite movies, awesome music and the first 7 seasons of south park. i will sue eset nod 32 anti-virus.
i will, with my bare hands kill, KILL those ridiculous asswipes who can't do a better job at programming anti-viruses!! GAH!

and gin is unwell... :( she is extremely unwell... the lill ball of fur stays curled up in one corner of my bed, battling a horrible virus that has attacked her stomach. fine, she is a stupid kitten who consumes copious amounts of leaves and pink flowers and then poops equally copious amounts of green poop and then collapses miserably on one end of the bed...
but my heart breaks to see her in such a condition. im used to the lill creature jumping and meowing and throwing royal tantrums... to give her so many medicines one after the otherand to see her takin em all faithfully with the saddest expression in her eyes. my heart breaks into a million bits.. and i refuse to go to college or work and spend very unproductive afternoons trying to spoil her even more..









sighh... the life of a cat.. i wonder why we don't have a choice to convert ourselves into cats after extensive surgeries... roy and i both agree, if no1 else, we shall promote catoplasty to high heavens! and this is an earnest call to all the lazybones around... those who like being pampered and being showered with affection... please join together and demand the invention of catoplasty... as far as i am concerned... it is the path that leads to world peace, moksha, nirvana, et al.


aaaand i have a new job. as a pr personnel. it's pretty much a "smile and wave" routine! of course, what else could i expect out of pr.
remind me, why exactly did i take this up?