Elvesbane

I just had another one of those brilliant ideas o’ mine that never come to anything. Since I seem to have so much time on my hands every night, I thought I might as well spend it chronicling what I did that day, beginning with this one, of course. Obviously, the chronicling is not the objective; it actually has a much higher purpose - to point out just how much of a waste the day was… for my benefit, that is.

I spent quite a lot of time playing today. Hellgate - London, particularly - spent a lot of time bringing it up to date too, since the original version was so buggy (big time slowdowns once in a while). Eventually I discovered that the slowdowns were partially caused by too-high graphics settings. Ah well, it didn’t look that spectacular at max settings anyway. I also spent some time studying (!).

What the fuck! Chronicling is boring! Did you read that last para?! By the heaven’s, that was disgusting!

Told you this brilliant idea would come to nothing!

Low, lower, low-(whatever)…

Remember, remember the Fifth of November,

The Gunpowder Treason and Plot,

I know of no reason

Why Gunpowder Treason

Should ever be forgot.

I actually liked Natalie Portman in this movie. I liked her. Wow. I’ve always thought that she was close to inconsequential in any movie I’ve seen her in. It’s not like I’ve seen all of her movies, or even lots of them, but she was so weak in all those other roles. This one was different though. I wonder why.

I even liked her when she was completely bald! Wowie!

For those who still don’t know what I’m talking about - V For Vendetta

First of many. Exams draw near so expect a lot more of these. I tend to grab on to any excuse to escape the books. Before this, I was attempting (and failing) to read something from my Operating Systems text - Virtual Memory Management, if I remember correctly.

I had an accident a few days ago. It wasn’t pretty, I suppose, but I got out of it without any real damage. I was wearing the helmet (like always) and that saved me from looking like a complete idiot as I flew through the air (only for a little while). The absence of skin on the back of my wrist is particularly irritating. The black thingy that acts as a stand in stretches painfully, and that is… uh… irritating. Haven’t I already said that?

Ah, this particular resurrection seems to be short lived.

You know what that’s supposed to mean, don’t you? Of course you do…

This is is mega-odd. Brace yourself.

I’m chatting with Petti and Sreekanth in front of Spencer’s. I have no idea about what but that’s inconsequential because we’re leaving our different ways. I’m seem to be planning to ride a Yezdi, for some reason and that’s exactly what I get on to. I ride off, noticing that changing gears seem to make no difference to the bike, as it potters along at a constant speed no matter what I do.

And now, things get MEGA-crazy.

I’m riding along a street I can’t recognize, yet I’m perfectly sure where I’m going. I stop by the road side for something, and notice that I’m stuck to the bike. I pull myself off the bike with great difficulty, and notice that where there once used to be a bike, now there’s just the frame, represented by a big rod… and the rest of the bike has become attached to my pants!

What the?

I remember thinking of a perfectly valid reason for something like that would happen but, of course, I can’t remember it anymore.

Anyway, since I have to get off the bike, I take off my pants right there, in public, and proceed to extract the rest of the bike from my pants. Nobody seems to notice, however, and once I’m done I put my pants back on and drop the rest of the bike on the floor. For some reason, the big rod is now inside an auto, which has to be moved because its blocking the road, and I do so by driving it further down the road. But once I safely park it, I realize that I’d left the second piece of the bike lying on the roadside, and panicking, run towards it, only to notice two people (one is Sanjo!) running off with it (whatever it is). I give chase, but can’t keep up and follow them into some theme-park like place where there are long queues everywhere and I see Anuraj standing in one of the lines.

And I wake up. Presumably from the shock of the total idiocy of the situation I was imagining.