New Beginnings...

I don't blog so that I can compete with the ideals and goals of the guys behind techcrunch. Its like a new form of a diary... and once in a while - you tear a page off because you are not too happy with what you wrote. So here goes. I have to admit that I used the medium for a variety of reasons - but the primary one was as a therapeutic tool. It was the only place where I could say and write what I wanted about my neighbour... anyway, he's my neighbour no more.

I left Grad Hall last Sunday, and have been taking my time sttling down at my new pad - at Sixth Avenue. Its getting better by the day - I only wish I didn't have Dr. Mohan's assignments dangling over me.

There's a weeklong clearance sale at IKEA - I'm not a huge fan of the place - so I went there to get the mundane stuff. Will leave the choice of sofas and other furniture to Renu when she comes later this month. Haven't used the swimming pool yet - knowing me, I'll just strut around the place in my shorts for a while and head back for something more comfortable - -like a cold shower.

Pictutres of the new pad will be put up soon...

Till then, here are a few things thats been playing on my mind and peppering my vision - brown boxes, Miles Davis, Carlsberg, kitchen knives, athritis inducing sofa, Samsung (all over the bloody house), laptop with pending assignment, Jerry Maguire's Mission Statement, Maxim Magazine, shoe rack, rugs...