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Tis the tripe I dish out mon cher!

The big robin is an ass. I hate the way he sometimes gets. All cribby and grumpy. The next time he does that, I'm gonna beat the shit out of him. Es tut mir leid, liebchen. Ich weiB nicht was ich mache!

The last two weeks have been really busy. First, it was all the moonyglow that I've been trying. Some of it is working and Vijay is getting all happy. Then, have been busy with the mad scramble for a livelihood. Been to a few places, met up with loads of people. But feel a dull ache each time I get to hear someone say, "Give us some time, and we'll get back to you!"

Seem destined to be stuck in the BH forever. Think I've got problems? WAR just broke out in Iraq. Dubya man really has lost it. But according to a ppt that smiley sent out, it's all got to do with the arms deal thingie (wink). And the oil (double wink). And the rest of us muffs are just sitting here, freaking out on the Indian cricket team and the mandarin, all so blissful and content with the dandy game we play.

Which reminds me. Seems like a bunch of ppl will be coming home for the finals. Must stock up on the hoggables and guzzleables. Chanel will be pleased. On second thoughts, might just go check out a nice restaurant. Can have the place all to ourself. Let's see.

BN is still morose. The NGO thing however came as a surprise. Him? And and NGO? The guy is really getting lonely. Will be better when he gets here. Which reminds me. The snake Baney has apparently secured some livelihood at Ingersoll Rand. He'll be here too! This is getting to be fun!!

Oh and KK is really, really, really working hard. You must admit it is a wee bit difficult to live and boss over half a dozen people who hate your guts! To his weasly credit, he seems to be managing well - so far. Come April and I get to the nomadic mode of working. It's not like I have a choice or anything. It's one of those corporate blankets that the blessed one seems to throw around with gay abandon. Let's see the attrition chart soar after this one.

30% is a hell of a lot to lose!

Met Mr. Lange Haare today. Wispy little thing with a hot portfolio. Some neat stuff. A little dynamite. Nice little tangy attitude. Will he fit? Don't know and don't want to venture a guess. For right now, I need someone to get in here. Missy attitude on the other hand was a let down. For someone with a fab resume, she turned out to be a squib with an accent. And she wasn't even sure she wanted to be a copywriter!

Like that consultant said, there are either freshers starting off on a copy career, or fossils looking for a resurrection. Freshers, unless some miracle happens, aren't too kicked by a prospect like TBH and fossils have gargantuan expectations when it comes to monies. Admittedly I sold myself short. But this is really getting to me now.

Where have all the copywriters gone?

OK. I promised myself I wouldn't start this Blog with a 'Been-long-I-haven't-blogged-for-a-while-now' thingie. And I kept my word. This blog begins with a nice and fine 'OK'!

That seems to be the way life has decided to treat me I guess. For that is how things are right now. OK. So-so. Getting there. Not too hot. Mediocre!! But things ain't really bad either. I mean they could be worse. Like I could be out of a job. Like the being forced to become a consultant thingie could happen any day now. Like the right copywriter, presuming he/she decides to take this grind, might not arrive. Like I could be stuck in a moment forever.

I think the defining moment for me has been when I decided to board the train from good old Kacheguda and get here. Wonder what made me do it? Wonder if things would have been very different if I hadn't winged it out on a whim? Who knows?

I guess there is no solution to the problem. Frankly, I don't think there is a problem. And there wouldn't be a problem if I just stopped thinking. Think there's some problem with that?