Sunday, 8 August 2021
To new things
Trying out new trinkets . 
I am absolutely devoted to the cause of a delicious cup of coffee today, so much so that I measured everything. In grams and in °C.
Yeah I did that to make this.
My new French press.
The coffee turned out pretty decent .
Not my usual mokapot or espresso machine coffee or the drip .
It's a bit different but delicious nonetheless.
Are you kidding me Sunday?
Today is sultrier than devils furnace and more humid than a Turkish bath.
I am pretty much done with this weather and adding to my woes is the DIY project 'people' have undertaken which includes spraying every piece of wood in this house with vinegar and then painting it with wood oil paint to repel fungus that is a plague we face every summer season.
The idea was nice but this morning I woke up to a house smelling like rancid ass and then the pungent smells of wood oil paint which is stickier than an ex, harassed my existence.
The floors are abundant with newspapers to keep the spillage from touching tiles and I've had a hard time keeping all the cats inside a room .
This house is upturned and looks like it did a month back.
WTF!
I just want a placid Sunday.
Now I'm overworked because people are way out of their depth with this one.
They didn't gauge how problematic and sticky the wood oil paint can get and how it takes half a century to dry up.
When I say sticky darling, I mean sticky.
Imagine rolling about in sugar syrup and then drying it and feeling yourself .
Yes, it's a bit worse than that.
All the shoes are heaped up at the entrance while the shoe rack sits drying slowly and I'm kind of upset about this entire undertaking.
My balcony is full of furniture pieces and photo frames and chairs that have all gotten a sticky coat and sit drying out in the sun on the third floor.
I mean one could have waited for backyard work to finish and then do these things in the backyard.
But no!
I am pretty much done with this weather and adding to my woes is the DIY project 'people' have undertaken which includes spraying every piece of wood in this house with vinegar and then painting it with wood oil paint to repel fungus that is a plague we face every summer season.
The idea was nice but this morning I woke up to a house smelling like rancid ass and then the pungent smells of wood oil paint which is stickier than an ex, harassed my existence.
The floors are abundant with newspapers to keep the spillage from touching tiles and I've had a hard time keeping all the cats inside a room .
This house is upturned and looks like it did a month back.
WTF!
I just want a placid Sunday.
Now I'm overworked because people are way out of their depth with this one.
They didn't gauge how problematic and sticky the wood oil paint can get and how it takes half a century to dry up.
When I say sticky darling, I mean sticky.
Imagine rolling about in sugar syrup and then drying it and feeling yourself .
Yes, it's a bit worse than that.
All the shoes are heaped up at the entrance while the shoe rack sits drying slowly and I'm kind of upset about this entire undertaking.
My balcony is full of furniture pieces and photo frames and chairs that have all gotten a sticky coat and sit drying out in the sun on the third floor.
I mean one could have waited for backyard work to finish and then do these things in the backyard.
But no!
Saturday, 7 August 2021
Yay!!!!!!!!!!! Gold gold gold gold
Fuck everything!!!
I'm in the bestest mood ever!!
We got a GOLD!!!
In javelin!!
Who the fuck knew?!
Neeraj Chopra for the win!
I am so happy. I screamed so hard I think my neighbours and cats hate me.
I love today.
I'm in the bestest mood ever!!
We got a GOLD!!!
In javelin!!
Who the fuck knew?!
Neeraj Chopra for the win!
I am so happy. I screamed so hard I think my neighbours and cats hate me.
I love today.
Ughs to report
I think my body rejects lamb keema sometimes.
Today being case in point when I'd gone to a particularly popular Indian fusion restaurant and eaten a keema delicacy served over a thick bread with a fried egg and it was probably a 6/10.
Everything was fine after that.
There was a hit of strolling involved, some coffee and a lot of cursing the hot weather which was cloudy one moment and extremely sunny and humid another.
After that it was a trip back home and a glass of water later I found myself in somewhat low spirits.
My mood felt a bit off and my every cell felt like it was rebelling.
I had this odd feeling like my body was asking me to throw up and I kept pushing back that thought until such time as I got up and made for my washroom and immediately upturned my entire meal.
Ugh.
I'm sipping on some iced Perrier now and it's been a couple hours since and I certainly feel better but my throat and everything else feels like it's been through a wringer.
It's the worst feeling ever.
I don't know if it was the keema, the weather, the coffee or an ominous menagerie of all three, what I can certainly say is that I am going to avoid eating lamb especially keema outside for a while.
I mean it could have been that it was undercooked or that it was not as fresh or I don't know, suddenly I'm allergic to it.
Who knows?! All I know is that I feel terrible right now.
My appetite is gone. My throat feels hoarse and I don't feel good.
I don't feel sick. I am not unwell but I hate how I currently feel.
Today being case in point when I'd gone to a particularly popular Indian fusion restaurant and eaten a keema delicacy served over a thick bread with a fried egg and it was probably a 6/10.
Everything was fine after that.
There was a hit of strolling involved, some coffee and a lot of cursing the hot weather which was cloudy one moment and extremely sunny and humid another.
After that it was a trip back home and a glass of water later I found myself in somewhat low spirits.
My mood felt a bit off and my every cell felt like it was rebelling.
I had this odd feeling like my body was asking me to throw up and I kept pushing back that thought until such time as I got up and made for my washroom and immediately upturned my entire meal.
Ugh.
I'm sipping on some iced Perrier now and it's been a couple hours since and I certainly feel better but my throat and everything else feels like it's been through a wringer.
It's the worst feeling ever.
I don't know if it was the keema, the weather, the coffee or an ominous menagerie of all three, what I can certainly say is that I am going to avoid eating lamb especially keema outside for a while.
I mean it could have been that it was undercooked or that it was not as fresh or I don't know, suddenly I'm allergic to it.
Who knows?! All I know is that I feel terrible right now.
My appetite is gone. My throat feels hoarse and I don't feel good.
I don't feel sick. I am not unwell but I hate how I currently feel.
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