According to some readers of this blog (like my famous appearance on Oprah, they're also a figment of my imagination as no one really reads this stupid blog, ha ha), I should try posting more meaningful experiences. You know, the kind that makes a blog uber-readable and ultra enviable.

So, last week, I visited an unbelievable number of a few thousand blogs, which took most of my week's 8 minutes of leisure at work. Then I spent an entire good part of a quarter of an hour actually reading them. Needless to say, I'm an authority on creating great blog posts now! And I am very pleased with myself, as anyone reading my following blog posts will be too.

Wednesday

My Secret Crush was wearing high heels today. This gave me just the perfect excuse to approach her and introduce myself. Then I got the better of myself. Don't want to come across as an obsessive-cobbler Mochi in some previous lifetime. Speaking of shoes, did I share that MSC also has a nice pair of short heels? As a matter of fact, I think she has more shoes than Imelda Marcos.

Took a great photo of my clipped toenail for Flickr. It has been viewed 3 million times already! Amazing. Got an offer from someone on Ebay to buy it because to him/her it resembled The Last Supper painting by Da Vinci. I said I'd think about it.

Thursday

MSC was looking particularly ravishing today as she stepped out of the elevator and headed across the hall. Didn't quite catch a hold of her feet though. The damn photocopier needs to be spilled with diet coke in order for someone to take it away for repairs and unblock my view.

Took an amazing photo of the great view outside my window. The parking lot never looked so "breathtaking" as someone on Flickr commented, and it was viewed three hundred thousand times in 5 seconds.

Friday

My boss called in an emergency meeting. We were all excited because it could be a nice way to show our excitement to our boss who wants us excited during these kind of meetings. He started off with the weather and how thankful he was of the fact that (he thanked his deity) it was Friday. Then he read from a memo regarding a tragic incident with the photocopier. Apparently, last night someone opened the toner compartment and had deposited some carbonated drink in it (4 and half cans of Diet Coke, I wanted to correct him, as someone was really thirsty too, but whoknows who it was!).

Missed MSC because of the damn meeting.

Saturday

The landlady needs a serious lesson in Thermodynamics. The frequent Proper Recyclables Disposal notices are becoming a pain in the ass.

Sunday

Shahid Afridi should be publicly stoned to death near Lal Masjid, under strict military supervision. The cricket match was a fix, clearly, because I saw Bob Woolmer's ghost behind the stumps for a fraction of a second.

Monday

Oh, the heavens might fall! MSC wasn't in today. Who knows what tragedy befell her during the weekend. The view was perfect today (no copier). But they said the photocopier needs to be replaced altogether and the new one would be arriving tomorrow! Damn luck.

Tuesday

I am leaving this blogging world, dear readers. I know some of you have become quite attached to it, as have I. But one must move on. I have blogged a good part of my life in here (just a day short of a week, that's incredible.) May be sometime I will return and read this and wonder about the great experiences and caring I have received on this blog.

Took a photo of my office keycard and posted on Facebook and Flickr. Someone from Facebook has sent me an email asking me where do I get such inspiration from and how she could sample some of it in person. She works part-time as a model for Vogue while finishing her PhD at McGill.

I don't know, I have high expectations from women. So I deleted her message.

Adios.