The last flake This journal was deleted a few weeks back. It has been undeleted now for the sole purpose of saving it for myself till I get the kind of time to transfer the posts on to a more personal space.
Things have changed since the last post.
I am supposed to have landed a potentially interesting job, the confirmation for which I await as patiently as ever.
Meanwhile, I listen to Frank Sinatra's My Way, scribble in my diary, work on my pending thesis on the Democratization of the English Language, contemplate cleaning my room and while I'm doing all of that and more, miss home.
I'm all for euthanasia.
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calmCurrent Music: Gravity - John Mayer