my fav tv stars

The guy is chandler, and girl is elaine marie benes :). Chandler is the coolest guy, while elaine, i started seeing her only weeks before, is the coolest girl. The faces she make, her simple dressing, mannerisms, just fell in love. The runners up are joey, phoebe, will, grace, ross and kate from drew carry show.

Lt. Col. Frank Slade: Ooh, but I still smell her.
[inhales deeply through nose]
Lt. Col. Frank Slade: Women! What can you say? Who made 'em? God must have been a fuckin' genius. The hair... They say the hair is everything, you know. Have you ever buried your nose in a mountain of curls... just wanted to go to sleep forever? Or lips... and when they touched, yours were like... that first swallow of wine... after you just crossed the desert. Tits. Hoo-ah! Big ones, little ones, nipples staring right out at ya, like secret searchlights. Mmm. Legs. I don't care if they're Greek columns... or secondhand Steinways. What's between 'em... passport to heaven. I need a drink. Yes, Mr Sims, there's only two syllables in this whole wide world worth hearing: pussy. Hah! Are you listenin' to me, son? I'm givin' ya pearls here.

Quote from Scent of a woman.

The dreamers

I will just count the things i liked about the movie.
-> Like all french movies, its beautiful.
-> The characters, especially the twin, brother sister pair, has done so well. I just loved Isabelle.
-> The characters trying to enact the scenes in the movies they have seen.
-> The naked intertwine of Isabelle and Theo.
-> Isabelles very pretty pussy lips.
-> Isabelle as venus.
-> Everything else.

collage

I am in very good mood these days, despite my work going pretty sour. But the reasons are simple, I am trying to do my best, not wasting much time, at my work. So no prick of conscience there. Then I read sidhartha. A good book, calms one down, makes one think above the mundane life. I have a good friend to talk with. I am doing light jogging every morning, and running down the way to my office, with a smile on my face, and lots of energy in my legs as if I am a 5 year old. I am doing bowling practice inside the house, and doing a good job at protecting my balls from my roomies leg cutters, after getting injured once. The sparrow who usually visits my kitchen today came into the hall to say hi. I am sleeping like a pig, and seeing good dreams. I had the bengali buffet lunch, which I missed in the nearby restaurant in my dreams. I went to trivandrum and met my friends in my dreams. I am treating the projects I am working on as my children, and laughing away when I see them behaving naughty, admonishing them(this is a morning speciality, in the evenings I will be mouthing expletives, until they behave properly), announcing them to the group, like a mother would tell others about the naughtyness of her children. That’s all I remember, but I am sure there are more.