day in nyc and hostaged....

saturday was a misgiving ....it started off pretty normally i wud say..went to see Holmdel MCl team play the beekman CC... as usual, and as well put by suresh, we just made it interesting enough to win a close game..sheesh...i need to play soon.....surgery on 5th and then the eventual rehab should hopefully make my next season a good one.....

then onto nyc....enroute, i was thinking wtf am i doing ...but the answer was well i am enjoying and htats all that matters...and it was a wonderful time i had with C.O @some random park in village (willage) and mercedito (sic??) and luca lounge...luca was nice...helped mself to coupla guiness.......met this chick who was a dead ringer for keira knightley....anyway the nyc was a great time as usual....was a trifle sad, when i passed gonzalez y gonzalez...but hey ..life goes on ...time to move on....
and i was driving back...at 230 am, get a call from mrs outlaw saying cops are at home cos the dogs were barking...had to talk with the cops regarding it....have made up my mind that 2 of them have to go and the chosen 2 are tintin and shadow..my heart aches tho...
well, cudnt drive back..crashed ....hostaged there till twas safe for me to go...then i come back got some food for dogs....
and then i was so tired..i kept sleeping on and off...
and the shadow of my past keeps looming....suddenly ,from nowhere, rito comes in with 3 bags of dog food....i was like wtf....o well....tis true..i am just hiding in my own house....

tomorrow is appa's bday....my drug test day...out u damn poppy bagels......!!!!!
amazing how her and she is not the same her and she few months ago and may not be the same one in few months too...

thats beauty of life.....
like how dI said....normal is boring..and mine sure is not............
am i smiling more now?
who knows :-)

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