Is it just me being weird ol’ me, or does everyone go a little crazy when they live alone?

Midnight dance offs, crazy 4 am long distance chats – with peanuts, juice, chocolate, whatever I feel like eating, right now listening to Malladi Brothers – Carnatic Kutcheri, anything, anything to add some life to the house! I talked so much to my walls that they talk back to me now.

As you all can see, I am being very coherent and put together today. 

I went to Brussels over the weekend with friends. Had a Blast! Fell in love with a million european guys who are finally my size (Dutch guys, as you’re probably well aware, range in height from the baby coconut tree to the Dubai Burj al Arab, whereas belgian guys are closer to the Mother Earth from the nose downwards.)

Ooooh were the chocolates something!!! My Original Sin. I met the Hottest Pakistani chocolate connoiseur ever!! He spoke the sexiest hindi – JeeZoz!! What more is bliss?  The world’s most Gorgeous shoulders, absolutely jet black kohl eyes, the world’s most charming Naughty Boy smile and chocolate chocolate chocolate!! He’s a freakin connisseur!! Aah! He gave me a free truffle No, really. It was just a truffle. Does it count that I blew 5 euro buying chocolate for my mother????? What was i thinking?!! Girls with SOMe presence of mind, please give xerox of your foot for my daily worship. (Ishtyle courtesy bikerdoood)

I also met an old Israeli businessman who was talking to us about the mixing of races in israel and other very interesting topics. He thought we were just humoring an old man, but I found it fascinating to learn the history of a people, so much in controversy. Some of my theories on the evolution of the original proto-indo-european language into indian language matched with some of his, of the history of moving of people. I wont repeat that sentence. Don’t cry please. 

I dont understand why random strangers, who know nothing about me, make the weirdest comments and predictions about me.

The owner of a race horse stables, which my dad and I were visiting (dad’s friend) tells my dad in an aside, “your daughter is going to be making some serious impact in the world”. Jeezoz! I don’t see THAT happening! This Israeli guy I was talking to in Brussels? He tells me – “do you know, you’re a person who has the most beautiful heart. It’s in your eyes.” SO Cliched!! Very sweet, but cliched all the same. 

Do you guys hear the same things? I’d like to know. REally.

I started this post talking about how crazy it is to live alone. Well, you can see. I’ve lost all traces of coherency. But i want to hear from ya!

Heart ya girls!! Bye for now!!