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Saturday, 14 November 2009

Isn't it funny when you don't hear a word used in forever and ever and then suddenly it is absolutely everywhere. The dear word of choice....karma. Oh yes. Now, my definition of such a word right now is one of boredom and hatred as my essay on Indian Philosophy is centred around the concept of karma where it has a slightly different meaning to the way in which we use it in every day language, but for this little blog's sake, i will assume it means something along the lines of "what goes around, comes around," and "you reap what you sow."
Now on first glance, it seems a little bit far fetched for me. Who would dole out this karma and decide who had done good or bad things and reward or punish them? It appears to us that bad people do bad things all the time and get away with it just as regularly as good people have bad things happen to them. Maybe karma is just something we look for? An introduction of regularity and structure in an otherwise moral void?

Hmmm. Maybe not. But isn't it lovely when bad things happen to stupid little people who treat people badly?! Just a tiny little dose of their own medicine.

Last night, we managed to leave the house for a grand total of about an hour and a half. BUT had so much actual fun, haven't laughed that loud in so very long, just very silly amounts of fun.

I could have stayed in that hotel room today all my life.

Yummy plans for tomorrow involving Legs being randomly home for the weekend, pasta bake, log fires and big socks, apparently, CANNOT WAIT :)

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