this & that...

from now on, G will be referred to as "kind" galadriel... after a dear friend of mine who saw our recent pics on my FB commented that she looks the "kindest" of the lot.
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it's been 3 weeks for me in the new house... and i still am trying to get accustomed to the fact that if i step/look outta my house - it's gorgeous all around! looking at the hills and lakes still makes me smile in child-like wonder. i'm hoping it stays this way for a while at least.
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we're off for the weekend... i may be off blog for a little while; at least till ma's settled in... those of you who miss me, pls do mail me. i promise to mail back. and when i get back here, i hope to see at least a few of you regulars around... other than dewey and the kind galadriel, of course :D
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amongst other things... my beloved himesh is back! :P the first time i heard this song was when SEV merrily played it for us... and the comic quotient just increases as the days go by. if you need a smirk/laugh.. please do view.



have a good weekend y'all!

problem-solving music

issue:

one of the boys that stay upstairs, plays the tabla *or something that sounds like it* THRU the day. and really late into the night. i don't know what he does for a living or how he survives. but it's rather silent here... and the noise annoys me.

usually, i ignore it. but i've been home alone and have enough difficulty falling asleep without that irritating noise!

also, normally, i'm rather forgiving. but the reason i now p'larly do not like these boys is that they shoved stuff down the kitchen sink and clogged up the entire line; affecting mine, of course. and i had to run around looking for maintenance ppl - coz apparently, they only care abt the music, not backed-up sinks or roaches! but that issue's been taken care of by the maintenance guy who came by last time. so, coming to the current problem of too much tabla noise...

possible solutions:

a. go upstairs and tell them to keep it down.

b. call the main offc and complain. so, they can send a huge guy to warn them and/or stick a notice on their door.

c. go upstairs and stick a post-it on their door.

excuses for not doing any of the above: i'm not whiny. i AM lazy and don't wanna climb up stairs or change and go out. it's too hot to go outside in the day. i don't want to go knocking on strange boys' doors at night when i'm alone. and i prefer solving my problems myself.

so, my solution:

after two days of tolerance, i play himesh. non-stop.

from 8.30 a.m to 7.30 p.m.

then, i pause the playlist and take the trash out. when i realize that it has already borne results.

result: he has stopped playing. and has stuck a post-it on our door saying "sorry if we were noisy"

well... peace. and i hope they don't start off again, or i'll have to find himesh's version of gayatri mantra and play it real loud early in the morng.