my mother had to go wait in line at the post office this afternoon to collect it after having forged my signature [with my permission] on the back. she calls me at work.
pri you forgot to sign the silly postcard.
omg mother just forge my signature no.
usshu no no this is us postal service.
ma don't be silly. no one is going to arrest you.
ma please. it's my anoop cd. they will RETURN it TO SENDER if you don't go right now.
aah okay okay. what and all you make me do for you.
thanks ma. you're the best.
i got home from work and the parcel was sitting on my couch. it's adorable and yellow much like 90% of all parcels. and someone wrote my name and address on the front in really neat cursive handwriting. and they spelt it perfectly. and it says university of north carolina on it. i've decided i'm gonna save it till im ninety. and on the inside of one cd there's tiny pics of anoop. i think they're anoop. i can't really tell. it's a big group. yayyyyyyyyy!!! this evening keeps getting better. my mother just announced she has made pineapple acharu and look i have a new follower on twitter. someone named prakash shah who is following 370 people and has 1 person following him back. that's just sad. i will follow him. okay maybe not. he's tweeting about the bollywood strike and how it's having ripple effects across the universe.