Deliberate delusions..

i have a thing for two letter headings and subjects.. with nothing in the same nature but yet have some kind of weird pull when fit together.. this topic has taken birth from one such virus im afflicted by.. anyway while going through my mp3 folder trying to find a suitable song for the mood i found an oxymoron.. masti - dil de diya hai.. have you heard the song? its beautiful and i doano how such a gem came into such a crappy movie's song list.. khair..

my superman has prostrate cancer and is going through surgery tomorrow.. i've been telling amzu its a small deal.. go in and come out.. like a little potato-like fibroid being excavated from the system but its shit scary.. my superman puts on a brave front for everyone and only amzu's been spending time with him and his wisecracks.. i wasn't even allowed to officially have 'knowledge'.. silly spoke with him on phone today and told him he'd get his remote control car for the owwie in the 'hop-ee-tall'.. i tried to find out why? superman works out like a crazy human and controls diet better than any naturopath hospital.. but things happen..

i lost my wedding ring last week.. what do i make of it? i know its stolen and i know who stole it but i cant point fingers because it was some phone rep who i allowed to enter my household at the same time silly needed to use the washroom..

last month the new lcd was cracked to bits when silly went thru anger management.. i was away for 2 mins on a fone call with superman..

this year hasnt started on a good note..