Saturday, July 25, 2009


Yep, right there. Neck-deep in ****.

I'm growing roots. Sitting right in front of my computer all day, I'm turning into one of those tuberous vegetables that grow neck-deep in the ground. They get food and water staying right where the are, never moving an inch. That's the life I lead these days. The only difference being that the beads of sweat that sprout on my forehead aren't quite indicative of transpiration. They are the result of having spent all night staring at source-codes and being unable to trace the single error that causes a script to crash repeatedly. Never before have I felt more like a computer-geek-moron. Fifth semester is already getting to me. Which is bad, because it hasn't even started yet.

To add to the idiocy of the situation, my gmail theme is the one that displays an animated view of the sky, depending on location. So, that is how I know whether it's bright and sunny or raining cats, dogs and cows outside. Yesterday, there was a rather formidable-looking thunderbolt sprawled across the mailbox. Trees were getting uprooted right outside my house. Today, gmail looks like tufts of white cotton candy floating in blue. I reckon, the city must be on fire. Isn't technology just awesome?


Just Me :) said...

Good to see that the transformation to beetroot has not affected the grey cells in the least. thank god! :-)

lemon girl said...

As long as the beetroot can still type out nice posts and make sense :)

Sherry Wasandi said...

@ Just Me : Too early to speak. I fear the transformation proceeds from hell, heavenwards. :)

@ lemon girl : I will also make an exceedingly bitter vegetable that no one likes to eat. That being the case, I guess my survival is not an issue.. :)

Srivatsan said...

Im just glued to my computer.Mom says I crawl towards the direction of computer room while in sleep.:D

Atleast you are doing something useful.Im just wasting my time playing games!

Sherry Wasandi said...

Ha! Let me assure you, I sneak in a few minutes of online scrabble every now and then.. :D

On more fateful days, the same is replaced my chess.

Sherry Wasandi said...

*by chess