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The one with the acceptance speech

I haven't been blogging as much as I'd like to lately.

There have been ideas, mental jottings, but by the time I sit down in front of the computer, I go entirely blank and I'm struggling for words.

Not for this however, Titaxy very generously conferred on me the Humane award almost two weeks ago. I know several people who'd doubt the relevance of this award being given to me, starting with my brother, but I am going to ignore him and to attempt to accept this one gracefully and graciously. Even though I'm not entirely sure that it's not a hint that I'm not humane enough.

Also, the wonderful girl just got married and after reading about it, I have now decided that I want a wedding exactly like hers. With warmth, affection, love and laughter. Congratulations again!

Anyhoo, back to the original purpose of this post, my Humane award,


Now please excuse me while I swig champagne by the bucket load and shout it to the world, all the while, figuring whom I should pass this on to.

P.S: Please ignore the dreadful acceptance of the award. The more awards I get, the better I shall get at these.
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Titaxy said…
congrats...

but hey, im not married...i did not get married, the post was about a dream of mine..i guess you didn't read it fully :P...thanks for your wishes, will come in handy when i do get married ;-)
14 November 2009 at 11:35
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14 November 2009 at 19:25
Moo said…
DUDE. I thought I was the most automatic recipient of any award you get. I'm disappointed.

Go to hell.
14 November 2009 at 20:28
sanket kambli said…
congrats

"There have been ideas, mental jottings, but by the time I sit down in front of the computer, I go entirely blank and I'm struggling for words.
"

perfect description...happens to me all the time
15 November 2009 at 12:11
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