A Beautiful(?) day!

I just feel like a mindless ramble so no agenda this time..
I woke up thinking it was going to the perfect day! Bunked college, bunked the internship. A day for me, me-time...
And sure enough, got off to a great start...the whole house to myself, Roger Waters to cheer me up.. So after loafing around and day-dreaming, I decided to head to the library. Oh wait, before that a piece of advice for any potential renovators : Do NOT live out of three or more houses..you never will find anything where it ought to be..Tees in one house, pants in another and books in some other cranny..and shoes are the biggest problem! Try as you may, you never will be able to get the one you thought would go with your clothes!! Now I'm digressing.. Anyways after consolidating ( now you would understand the importance of the word) my books, I set off, wearing my favourite off-white pants. Ipod in my ear and a spring in my step, I decided to walk the distance. Superb morning, until now. It takes a certain knack, and swedish precision for a driver to actually find the smallest pothole(one thats doing its damndest to go unnoticed) and run over it, ensuring that the little dirty, bacteria-ridden water splashes all over the lone pedestrian on the road. Talk about timing. So after damning him to hell for the rest of eternity, I trudged back home. After disinfecting myself to a satisfactory degree, i set off again, determined to still have a great day. Wiser this time, i decide that the auto is the way to go! Our chennai auto-drivers need no introductions vis-a-vis their money extracting skills. So i walk up confidently, rapidly belt out the destination and the money i'm willing to pay along with it, all in one breath. I guess he figured from my tone that i wouldn't budge on any count and readily agreed! Amazed at my bargaining capacity ( or whatever it is that i did), i got in, already imagining the books i was going to read. Little did i know that my friend here would wreak his vengeance upon me by jarring my bones to death. Having played a match the previous day after a long long time, i'd pretty much sprained every muscle that i knew of ( the ones i didn't know of as well!). The dear man decided to remind me of my state at every instant possible, taking me through a roller-coaster ride, not to mention squeezing through lanes where i thought even i wouldn't fit, much less an entire vehicle. Well, he sure got me there fast. Dazed, i paid up, vowing that the next time around i'd pay even 50 bucks more to not repeat that experience. Ah the library..bliss at last?? no no no. Today of all days, the librarian decided that i was the historical romance types and wouldn't stop shoving those kind of books down my throat (don't get me wrong, i do enjoy the occasional cute well-written love story but Giant-Big-man weilding a sword and the little petite dumb brainless chick who worships him and needs to be protected by his Mightiness!! seriously???) . After telling him a gazillion times that i don't really fancy the type, i managed to wriggle out with the types that i do like! Whew..
Oops my friend has come home and i'm not one to continue with broken string of thought..so i'll leave you all here..
Toodles