Junkie

I'm an adrenaline junkie!!

I love to fly. Commercial airlines, that is.

The best part of the entire flight is the take-off, when he floors the engines and you get slammed into your seats. I can't believe they're actually making planes more "comfortable" by reducing the g-effects felt inside!! What's the ruddy point of flying?!

Gone are the days when I used to drive for the sheer joy it brought me. Now driving is purely a mechanical task. I start the car at point A and suddenly wake up to find that I've arrived at point B. No recollection of the transit whatsoever.

Now i drive for only one reason. Those unfortunately rare stretches where i can accelerate to above 100kmph. Those are the only times when i actually find myself completely awake and concentrating on the road. Especially when the road is narrow and I'm passing everything at breakneck speeds.

It's brilliant.

But the euphoria is shortlived. Fleeting. You barely start to enjoy it, when it's gone.

My short term goal(as i often feel like putting into my sop) is to go skydiving as soon as possible!!

Because the whole 120kmph thing is wearing off. I found myself yawning the other day when i was going 125. Either i need to go much much faster(which is where the skydiving comes in) or i need to get me a convertible(i figure i can turn the santro into one à la Top Gear)

Ok... I'm so obviously procrastinating.

I will now be leave the old frasier episodes, stumbleupon, the superman comics i've downloaded, Microsoft FSX, HL2 episode 2, the zig-zag way by anita desai, immortality by milan kundera, the 13 1/2 lives of captain bluebear, The Psmith omnibus, the mulliner omnibus, my ipod radio, my wardriving softwares and the three posts i've started on my blog,
AND
i'm going to get back to my sop's and diversity essays... :(

Dammit!