But...

I am drunk, I am pissed, I can write code....

... but I don't still f***ing have the idea that will make me billionaire, the subject of several books and a movie.

EPIC_FAIL.

Currently listening...

The Great Cold Distance - Katatonia
We Lost The Skyline - Porcupine Tree
Deadwing - Porcupine Tree
Fear of Blank Planet - Porcupine Tree
In Absentia - Porcupine Tree
The Sky Moves Sideways - Porcupine Tree
Lightbulb Sun - Porcupine Tree
Orchid - Opeth
My Arms, Your Hearse - Opeth

For the record

The Subbubowl score currently stands at 8 - 4, up from 8 - 3 last time around.

In other news, if you must buy an Android phone seriously consider the Samsung Galaxy S. Loaded piece of hardware. Really nifty and geeky enough for the nerd.

Renewal of a passport is 50% of a breeze now thanks to TCS doing all the data-entry and the ITES. Works like a bloody charm. Of the three hours that I spent at the passport office today, TCS cleared me and my application in approximately 20 mins flat. I waited for close to two hours to have a fairly elderly somewhat disgruntled aunty who also doubled up as one of those Passport officers to look at my application for about 30 seconds and grunt three times, before cancelling my old passport.

That's all, folks!

What the fray?

This used to play quite a bit on RadioIndigo quite a bit a year-ish(?) ago. And for some frickin' insane reason it's still stuck in my head....

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IWBzAzqyD9o

Here, go stick it in your head now!

Three

It just fucking did not make any sense to wait for darkness to fall. Three bullets. Three pints of blood. Three miles behind enemy lines. Three hundred meters from that last remaining gun-house. Three thousand dead to take that sector.

It just fucking did not matter anymore. Three minutes of surprisingly quick crawling through the undergrowth. Three meters from the doorway to the gun house.

Three motherfuckers inside. One for each.

He pulled the pins from the last three grenades on his belt. He counted three and ran in. And took them to kingdom come. Fitting end to three decades of existence.