Its so hot in delhi that aam panna, jal-jeera and such do not have any effect.
I went to party ten days back and drank so much, by the end of it I was this drunk bumbling idiot, but I still managed to sing a song, and I guess thats what matters. Because otherwise Id feel like this complete fool.
Because K has been here and this was her last week, we spent it just eating everything, obviously the diet has gone down the drain. But I have discovered that I really like Korean food. And I really dig it man, totes.
In other news, I have finally placed an order for my much wanted Bialetti coffee maker. Moka pots, here I come!
Chet Faker: Gold (Check out the three women roller skatin' like its no effort really)
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