What better time to ramble, when you're up to your ears in work. Especially when you haven't met a deadline of a thousand words per day and you're writing about garbage. Sometimes I think it would just be fun to come up with theories for a living, like classic anthropologists, but then we became smarter and decided there is no absolute truth and we had to worry about ethics and staying true to the community being researched. Its a load of crap, most of this ethics business anyway. I'll explain later.
I couldn't agree less with Ammara of how I still haven't gotten over the shock of inflation in Pakistan. I went to have a Zinger the other day and paid 240 rupees instead of the good old 180. Oh well. In spite of having 40 rupees in my wallet (my compensation is that its the 31st of the month), I am secure in knowing that I can still afford to buy 6 samosas, in case I am on the verge of starvation. Speaking of which, I just gobbled up someone's Zouk leftover's which I 'found' in the fridge this afternoon :) I hope Ali doesn't read my blog, because I am in no mood to own up ;)