I've known

for a while that I have ridiculously complicated dreams.

And while the one last night wasn't quite in the nightmare category, I did use a word in the dream that I had no idea existed. I was quite sure it existed in the dream too.

So I woke up and googled it

Buffled

VK's work visa, Chapter II

Immigration consultant: Ummm...Electrical and Electronic Engineering....that's very technical for a girl, ins't it?

VK (through clenched teeth): Not anymore

Cue AHAHAHAHAHA laughter on both sides.

Tea and Crumpets, did you say? How absolutely marvellous daaaahling.

VK applying for a work visa

Has the Applicant has ever engaged in or been suspected of committing war crimes or supporting acts of genocide?

"My neighbour thinks I killed her plants!"

God help the Home Office.

And in other news

Thayanoor Rahul Janardhanan Nair is watching Rakhi Ka Swayamvar. And thoroughly enjoying himself.

Oh dear.

Boring and overpriced

Marxism 2009.

Plenty of passion, with every second person a firebrand. A novel experience for cynical me.

But really, if I have to shell out 15 pounds a day for the privilege, they really should have better speakers. Not ones who specialize in putting the audience to sleep, even if they're really respected in their fields. People are better served by better communicators dealing with the discussions.

That said, it seems a nice enough political party to join. A set of ideas which by and large, seem alright.

Dear God

What hideous nightmares.

It doesn't matter what you do, where you go or how far you've come. The monsters can always get you.

What a callous, sick freak you turned out to be. Cloaked in piety.

What's the point of moving on? Really? As soon as I close my eyes I see you. I feel, all that I felt. After which I see all that has happened...

Dear sweet lord. How evil.

Should have just dragged myself out of bed and cooked for the lady. I really don't feel like it after this.