My Obsessions

I heard about the shopaholic series when I was in one of those book club meetings in our office about an year ago. I never actually thought about the whole shopaholic business as I was in deep denial. The obvious next step was to read those so called chiclit series. I got myself the ebooks (thanks to esnips...i dont know what I would have done without you in office). Started reading them one after the other and I was hooked. I was one of those idiotic women who go buy themselves things that are absolutely unnecessary just because the sales girl was kind enough to show all the stuff. Leave me in Fab India/Landmark/Crosswords and I m in paradise. S and me used to frequent these places ever so often and used to spend many-a-sunday there. And by the end of the whole binge we were atlest 5k shorter and atleast 5 books richer. And lets not forget about the clothes, the footwear and the eating out. Ohh I blew all my money in these things and I dont regret one bit becuase those were the bohemian days I will never forget.

So, obviously when I was packing to leave all I could see was books and clothes. I packed and packed and used up a whole box of scotch tape and still there were some more left. With a little help from my friends got them back to hyderabad safe and sound (thanks to gati). Did I get an appreciation from my mother that I did such a commendable job all by myself no all I hear is non stop nagging session about how I have wasted every last penny I have earned on grandma clothes (her actual words). Nobody understands Fab India :( I protested vehemently saying that I was working and it was chennai so I needed all the cotton dresses but no my mom would not listen. She finally made me promise that I would not buy anything from the apparel section for the next two years (Which I happily broke within a week but we ll come to that a little later) So with all this nagging and my broken laptop woes I somehow packed my stuff again to come to hell.

I came to L on the 9th and got my room the same day. The next few days were spent in getting used to the new place and people and the staring of the children of the corn aka the seniors. But finally as it always happens the fledgling huddle together. So we did form a nice little group. As I did not have my laptop I flicked my brother's iPod and thanks to that one small device my sanity is intact. Nothing can go horribly wrong when you are listening to the Zombies.