I came home just after midnight, thinking maybe I should figure out something to bite. As always, laziness being my absolute "virtue" I quickly decided to lay down on the sofa in the living room and turned on the TV. Over the past two months I think the total time I spent watching TV is probably no more than 3 hours. Here are the highlights: A movie which looked like a MILF version of Gossip Girls. I failed to remember the name of the lead actress /w a gentle smile, which I was forced to do some creative google search. It was Meg Ryan and the movie was The Women. Quite sure it decapitated a few brain cells of mine. Then I was excited to see Mr. James Bond fighting polar bears.

/Can you guess the name of the Movie? James Bond, Polar Bears, Magical world.../

That was some fun. By now, the mere thought of having some bite turned into something grander, and yes I was ready to eat a fucking horse. So I started making some eggs, bacon and toast in my underwear at 2 am. Felt like one of those the good old college days.

All this was quite different from where I was shooting some hoops on the beach of Lake Khuvsgul a little more than a week ago. The fresh morning breeze from the lake and the campfire at the evening was suddenly replaced by cigarette smoke and metropolis music. I guess that's life. What an adventure filled 3 weeks.

Recently, well more like the past two or three days, I started craving for some blogging. Everyone knew I had pretty much stopped writing. Heh, I actually had nothing to write. Life was becoming a routine. Luckily enough, I think I am slowly getting back my appetite for this shit. From the days when I claimed that blogging helps to "discover yourself" to the days that the only thing which helped me to escape from reality was blogging and today where I have no more time and passion for writing, it is nice to see how I changed and survived as an individual along with the posts of my blog. Maybe it is true, that [meeting with someone "new", having that sprinkle of hope that maybe you met with someone that you might actually really like and just simply trying to jump-start your heart and soul that has been frozen for quite a time] actually do rejuvenate your creativity and bring back your inspirational spirit. Maybe not.

All in all, I am glad that I am here... trying to connect a few words. It's kinda nice to reminisce the good and of course the bad memories that I have. Cheers, Sunday spirit.