ThePanda

Today wud ave been a nice mundane little day if it wasn’t for ze damn chimps and zeir chimpish conspiracies…. Ze chimps touched new lows today with zeir actions affecting such basic requirements as food (essential for pandas), and life (essential for zis blog and living organisms), but zen again what can me say…....

Due to a certain untoward incident late yesterday night me had been unable to eat nething which can even remotely be considered to constitute a dinner and was hence pretty hungry earlier today…. So after me parents had gone off to zeir jobs and me had finished watching Will & Grace, me decided to eat some breakfast only to discover an amazing absence of breakfast cereals from ne house. Now while a lack of breakfast cereals is not all zat devastating it usually means poor old me has to cook something or ze other zat is somewhat edible (umm ya I cook a few things not many, and most of what I can make is instant in nature, though potato in ze jacket and baked tomatoes me can do 2), and umm on hungry weekday mornings zat usually implies a serving of instant noodles…. Me current prefs in zis department rest with Maggi Chinese style Chow-mien though real chow-mien tastes infinitely better zan zis crap, but still having nothing better to do me decided to make me self some of zis stuff… So me walks all ze way to ze gas stove only to discover zat ze cylinder (no we haven’t taken piped gas) has run out of gas, and well zis is something like 24 hrs after I had me last decent meal and well me was a little hungry, so me took the back up cylinder and well opened ze seal only to feel a burst of sodium mercaptan, hear a strong hissing sound and watch a rather more dangerous version of the Old Faithful…. So me runs out, closes the mains and then calls up dad to get him home, and mom so that she cud call ze gas company, and zen me get a few ppl to help me with getting ze cylinder out and opening windows….. Saddly emergency response services in india r practically inexistant and it was 2 hrs b4 ze guys from ze gas company finally came ‘round to pick up ze cylinder and well now me am scared, ‘coz if there was nething burning, or if me was talking on ze phone, or doing nething other than what me was doing, me computer may have been destroyed, and me lovvvvvvvvvvve me powerbook, and valentine’s day is all so close, and me now hate gasses and chimps and pins and valves and all such thingees….................

Me am off to touchy feely me comp a little more…...

Ze Panda
still not wanting to believe ze comp cud have been destroyed….......

P.s.: In keepin’ in line with a friend’s recent introduction me have added a comment link…......

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