Wednesday, February 23, 2011

My Life in Cotton Balls

About three months ago, I ran out of cotton balls and had to go buy some from the store.  I deliberated over whether to get the 50-count bag or the 100-count bag.  The 100 count bag was only 10 rupees more, and had twice as many balls, so I thought, what the hell?  I will get those and then throw the rest out if I need to, because surely we won't still be here in 100 days.

Yesterday I ran out of cotton balls.  I use one a day.  So that's what depression feels like.  

2 comments:

  1. ok thats funny, sad but funny! :D Glad you aren't losing your sense of humor over there :)

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  2. I'll never lose my sense of humor! India is so ridiculous you have to laugh or you'll go crazy!!!

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