Scrambled Eggs it is!!!

Yep thats how I like my eggs and yes..with toast. I got to thinking about the tiny mundane things that dont really impact anything in life but just make up most of it. Many a times I ve done things for the heck of it .. nary a thought if they were just fillers or well.. likable. So like all first posts or ones that would hopefully follow I decided to pen my utterly inconsequential thoughts on the matter at hand.

I like reading books. No not paperbacks, not magazines just hardbound books.And I read because I enjoy the play of words. I wouldnt remember the premise, the names... well absolutely nothing except if I loved the way it was written and phrases with the best word play. And no I dont discuss them. I just read and chew by myself.
I do not like comics unless they contain philosophy, never did.Yeah CnH and Garfield and yes it is philosophical
I dont find clowns funny. Only Tom and Jerry is funny. Everything else is an act .
I do not like driving. I liked it very much in India but not now. The funs out of driving when you get pulled over for driving at 35 in a 25 street.
I have no interest in cars and as long as it moves I dont really care what I travel in. Now that I think of it I kinda like bicycles.
I like sitcoms. These have go be humourous.I sit passively in front of what I always lovingly referred to as "crap box" and am slowly numbed into an unblinking idiot. I might even dribble. I never laugh as a rule. I can do manage a huge grin but thats as far as I get.
I like being organised. Actually am obsessed about it. I pack my bags for office everynight, arrange the cushions so that they do not look arranged, know where the second box of toothpicks is in the closet by the laundromat, eat food in china with each piece of a different color. Yes I plan it so that it looks disorganised. Its a disease.
I like crosswords and jigsaw puzzles and I do those when having to make life defining decisions. With every grid I complete I find with greater clarity the path not to take. And by the time I finish I ve already thought of the excuses I need to go down the very same path.
I like walking. I walk an hour on the treadmill. Not run always walk at the running speed and hold on for dear life and hope that my legs dont snap at my knees.
I like animals and can maim someone for life if I do so find them hurting animals in any way. And I can also eat them without any twinge of conscience. And I dont find that weird.
I do not like flowers. I like it when red rose buds are given to me but just the thought and the red. Never the flowers
I like red and black and white. In that order. Other colours do not exist.
I like perfume. Only the CK One(s). No not Versace not Fendi not Doir not Chanel. Just the one.
I have a fettish for hangbags and I like them huge. Real huge.If I go out camping I could use mine for a sleeping bag
I like talking to myself. Not aloud. And I like talking to my laptop, my food and anything inanimate round me. I do not like talking to people unless they have paid me. Or will pay me.
And yes..finally I like scrambled eggs. Not eggs with the sunny side up, or down or any side. Just scrambled. :)