Ghar Ki Murgi (Dal Barabar)

my days, of late, seem to consist of noonish awakenings, lounging around in pyjamas, the consumption of plenty of (healthy but super-yummy) food, hours and hours spent reading trashy novels i borrow from the bombay gym library, gabbing on the phone, writing emails to friends and reading blog entries by the dozen, daydreams about vacations in random exotic locations (london to lakshadweep in .06 seconds -- a world record!), and exhaustion at the mere contemplation of some form of constructive activity (which when defined as shopping, going out drinking with friends, or going to work at my super-chill part-time job, can't really be called constructive at all!)

all in all, it's quite the good life.

i keep telling myself that this sort of thing is just what i wanted when i decided to come back, because in a year i'll be in grad school slaving my butt off and then i'll wish i had had even more time off, yadda yadda. thus, you gotta love it.

that said, i'm crazy -- because i'm not so sure i do. i don't know if i can sit still very much longer. i can foresee being totally rusty a year from now (i feel like i am already -- forgetting names, slower at brainstorming, unmotivated to solve the sudoku). and that's scary. so the various freelance job opportunities i'm entertaining (none of which i seriously solicited in the least, previous blog post aside!) sound like good ways to capitalize on my mad [insert field here] skillz and keep me busy.

other extracurricular activities for the next few months will inevitably include: explaining to people why i don't particularly want to get married/have kids/give up on the phd even before i begin, filling out application after online application proffering intimate details about my parents' degrees/income and my home/office addresses and my most profound academic goals, helping with wedding planning, pestering my parents to take me to goa/kashid/australia, and the mere (exhausting!) contemplation of more constructive forms of activity (such as swimming, working out, and daily walks at BPT... hah, fat chance).

for now: off to bed. another lazy day ahead. to misuse the phrase, i'm a ghar ki murgi...