alcohol.. beach.. guitar

Well., the guitar is the new addition. Bullied a pal of mine to part with his 'first guitar'., and am now making the neighbourhood scream at all the noise. :) Hmm.. still struggling with the flats and minors and majors.. some day.. some day.. :)

Other wise., its the same ol fcked up life.. :-S

I walk a lonely road
The only one that I have ever known
Don't know where it goes
But it's home to me and I walk alone

I walk this empty street
On the Boulevard of Broken Dreams
Where the city sleeps
and I'm the only one and I walk alone

My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
'Til then I walk alone

I'm walking down the line
That divides me somewhere in my mind
On the border line
Of the edge and where I walk alone

Read between the lines
What's fucked up and everything's alright
Check my vital signs
To know I'm still alive and I walk alone

My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
'Til then I walk alone

I walk this empty street
On the Boulevard of Broken Dreams
Where the city sleeps
And I'm the only one and I walk a...

My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
'Til then I walk alone...

Silly google..

aaaaaaaaaaaaahhh... google got me again. I moved personal junk out of joesteeve.org just because., google was right on my ass. And., now even this page starts turning up. Hmm., need to get this robots.txt fixed.

Hmm.. changed the posting-name to 'da rodent' and the profile name to just 'Joe'. :) Hmm.. now got to sit back for a week., and see how google responds.


Let the party begin...

Finally., after three completely useless boring friday nights., i had some good fun yesterday night. Thanks to the relief package aka pay-cheque that came right in time to bring me out of the pathetic pauper state that i was in. Anywayz., yesterday.., i got sooo wasted :) (duh!! nothing new).

I could not believe that I was bottled up so much that I was jumping around literally like a monkey. Got warned twice by the bouncer for screaming after the last song. I smiled., and got frowned at (I'm happy i did not get some drink on my face :P). Was sober enough to actually be able to count the number of lines that i had marked on my arm trying to keep count of the number pitchers of beer and whiskey smalls. (Bike&Barrel guys are quite known for absurd non-realistic bills. They once charged three people for 24 pitchers over a span of 3 hrs.) And wow., I did remember which set of markings was for what..:P

Hehehe.. I'm back., I'm sooo back :) And., tonight., I dont have any plans of not getting drunk., yeah again... :P

PS: oh. oh. and that girl that i smiled at., W.O.W.. she was a babe ;)


Not broke., but still broke

Well., yesterday happened to be my payday (gawd bless my bawsss). So., technically i'm not broke., but actually i'm still broke. The damn bank will take atleast two days to get my cheque processed. That means., for another two days., I'll still have to lecher at all the drink while crossing a wine shop.. :-S And., that reminds me of another thing., not a drop of alcohol for nearly three weeks straight. Goodness christ., now that sounds scary.. Just waiting for the damn cheque to get through., I'm gonna get so sloshed.. :P hehe.

Being broke is a weird feeling. You feel so miserably like a pauper :P. Well., ofcourse you are one when you are broke.. but well., I dont remember checking my change when i usually bought a fag., but the 'broke factor' made me do.. I was literally making sure that the guy charged only 3.25 for the Classic Milds instead of the occasional 3.50, coz that wayz you get 3 ciggs in the 10buck. Faaaaaaaaaack... :-S And this other day at the petrol bunk., I was insisting on exactly one litre so that i can use the change with more petty change that i had to get a cigg. :-S

Actually I dont think its bad., coz. things like these mostly dont get so much thinking otherwise. The broke factor actually made me plan stuff like that., and I'm quite happy for myself. But that aint no reason for me to keep my mouth shut without cribbing for the time these fackin bank morons take to clear out one fackin cheque.. Fackerssssssssssssss...

I want my beer damnit.. now.. i say now... :P


'Oh what a wonderful world..'

I've been reading posts by bloggers voicing their experiences for the Blank noise project. These posts have left me in a depressed state. I'm quite disgusted with my own gender. With jerks like this around., I dont think that song in the title makes any sense. Its just a mockery after all the shit the woman goes through. I was a witness to one of these things.

Hmm., on the optimistic side of things.. I see a good business opportunity for personal security gear like 'pepper spray', 'stun guns', 'tasers', etc.. which are not that widely available in India.. :)


I'm broke

Yup.. literally :( Thanks to mom's speech early this month about savings ideas., and my impulse reaction of actually doing something like that. I'm stuck with 234 bucks in the bank :((., and payday is still quite far away (7th). Ok., the world bank (sis's account) is still there., but still not sure whether it is bad enough, to do the begging.. :P

Strike!! Strike!!

This reminded me of the old karunya days :) I've lost count on the number of times we were sent back home because the management was closing down the hostels.

It was before valentines day. I had planned this quick trip to chennai (without my parents knowledge ofcourse) to spend the day with my then-girl. I left college hostel at around 19:00 and was at coimbatore railway station waiting for Cheran express (which comes at 23:00). Suddenly I see all my class mates coming here with their bags packed. They inform me that college has closed "indefinitely" because a strike broke out.. heh. crazy., we had a 2+ month long holiday. So., what was supposed to be a one day trip to chennai turned out to be a looooooong one :)

Strikes do show student power and such., and should exist. But these days the way college strikes are happening is not good. Breaking college property is not the way to do things. If you want to fight oppression, lack of rights, lack of facilities, etc.. you can boycott classes and create noise. But going around breaking computers etc., is not the right way of getting things done. In the end of the day the damage cost will end up in your own bills or in the bills of the subsequent batches. And morover., students who involve in 'strikes' these days have no morals. They are just a bunch of jobless morons creating a ruckus for no good reason. Hmm., I look upon the Karunya students during the 1995 strike as heroes. They suffered to achieve their goals. They did not go around breaking things.

Hmm.. too much influence of politics I guess.