You know how when sometimes you fill out those dumb questionnaires and they ask you, what’s the craziest thing someone has ever done for you?
And then you know, you heehaw and you ponder and think of the birthday poem, the three feet tall teddy bear, all that.
I have a new one, and it’s not romantic and it’s not nice.
Yesterday Nice-Boy came to my office. All the way from Cal. He is now officially Crazy-Boy.
I panicked, freaked out, screamed and yelled. The works.
I didn’t meet him.
Someday I will see the funny side of this. Not yet.
Anyway, moi is going home, and moi intends to have a brilliant time.
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My jaw has dropped all the way to the floor. And we thought he had no edge.
If nice-boys turn out to be crazy-boys,does that mean crazy-boys will turn to be nice boys..eventually?
enjoy your holiday and 23 and 24 is not the age to get married. (read your earlier posts that I missed.)
I have friends who are 30 and still single. we are not going to have too many kids like our elders did. Why the hurry?
he he! nice boys can’t help but be nice you know.
i myself had exactly this surprise from one such Nice-boy.
And my reaction was the same as yours except that I had no choice but to meet him and also arrange for his two-day stay in my city.
Bong men, I tell you…
lol ..
and if i m not wrong .. u goin back to Cal for the vacation right?
i am sensing just waay too much excitement
aah. the tag leaves and how.
so you have company for the ride back home, yes?
gimme a msd before you leave, will ya?
So you get to enjoy both the winters!
Hope you have a wonderful time in calcutta and keep us posted.
Oh God, we need to talk. Each time I leave you alone for sometime, you go get yourself into some new man-mess!!! Thou art such a woman, child! Grmph. Be careful and don’t do anything I wouldn’t (errrm….or already have and regretted). Take care of yourself until we talk. Okay, end of mommy-bhashan.