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Testimonials.... ahhh

Just think of this one.... (not mine..nor did I write it)

"he is such a cutiepie!! :)..better known as Recca but i prefer calling him 'Abhi'...fond of chocolates and laddus ( but the best part is that he doesn't mind sharing them :D)...and of course how can I forget mentioning his crushes( esp. on senior girls hehe)....in short, he is a charming, sensible, frndly person...( ab testimonial likho to thodi tareef karni padhti hai :p)....jokes apart, I really mean it :)....wud love to have a son like him :D....wishing him success and happiness in life!!....so Abhi, I have finally typed a testimonial for u!! next time jab aoge to mere liye ek diary milk leke aana :p"

I would rather die laughing... I would rather die crying... I would rather "just" die.
Who is this woman... Some woman... who cares..
what does one mean... by saying "would love to have a son like him"... aisaa bhi kyaa hai...
Some people amaze me... Some people just go and blow away my senses...
Women.. they drain me of emotions. I would rather not understand them. Some things are beyond people.

Anywayz... Bugs and bugs... Sun v40z server... Crashes because "The disk CHS geometry (1009,67,62) does not match the geometry stored on the disk label (1009,19,80)". Isn't this funny?
The MBR is gone.. and so is the data of so many tests. I am screwed. When my boss comes back from vacation.. that is tomorrow... He is going to screw me royally.
Am I ready... well I hate Sun and I hate Broadcom... add those to Microsoft. Now who else?
I have lots to crib. Hope Goa materializes. Bahut huaa.

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