My First Blog Ever On Here

This has got to be something that I usually do at late nights when I am bored. Bored of everything online from emails, to chat sites, to instant messengers, to porn sites, to checking out personals on Craigslist and whatever else people can do this late at night. That is why I am here, I had nothing better to do, and nothing smart to say but to blog the night away. It is 3:55AM currently my local time here, and I have to be at work at 7:30AM, that means I am not getting any sleep tonight and it will be a day from hell at work.

Let me tell you something about my work, it has got to be the most boring work I've ever done in my life. Working with old people is no fun. People who are 80 years old, people who have been on their job for 120 years out of those 80 years, and people who know nothing outside of their little department on that floor - they are not fun. They stick to the rules, they do not cuss, they do not wear jeans or any fancy outfits with any accessories and the most interesting thing they talk about in their lives are their kids and grandkids and their yards and the flowers in their yards and the trees that grow and the animals that come in their yars. UGGGGGGGGG!

Moving on to lighter note, this one guy I work with, is hot! He is married and yes, I know that it is a sin to think about married men like that, but he makes me weak. He comes up to my desk every few minutes just to tell me how much he hates this job and yet he performs the best of us all each time. He loves his job secretly and I love him coming to my desk just so he can stretch and show me his abs, the cute abs, the smooth body, makes me feel weak. I pretend to not watch it but deep down that is what I dream of. And to make things worst, he talks about his wife and he talks about his in-laws all through lunch and every visit he pays on my desk. But he is hot. I get to go to lunch with him everyday and he lets me decide where we are going for lunch that day. :-) I like that little arrangement.

On a different topic, I was sitting out on the porch at my aunt's place for dinner tonight and mosquitoes had a ball with me. I bet there were some who got drunk on my blood while others just had a great time slowly sucking the blood and getting high. They enjoyed me more than I enjoyed the yummiliscious North-Indian dish for the night prepared by my aunt. Damn them mosquitoes, and if I get sick, malaria or west-nile virus, I am going to be angry at them.

With that being said, I think I shall end it here today and make another blog entry sometime later, whenever I feel like it. Read on, enjoy, and leave comments. I would love to hear what you think about me and my blogs, whatever you can make out of me from my blogs.