Till then, ciao ciao. Have a nice Weekend, week, month and rest of the year.
Cheers All
p.s. with the exodus of the writer there is little need for the visit tracker so that has been removed to keep you all safe..
Step 1: Get a boyfriend.
This applies only to women - Men do not have a problem with chocolate - being the wiser gender, have decided long ago to get all their empty calories from Beer. More importantly, no one really wants a cure for their addiction…
However, swiftly getting back to the mentioned topic: getting a bloke isn't that difficult but getting one who would make chocolate unpalatable is a challenge.
But First lets look at why would anyone want to quit delicious, yummy, after8esque, lindtlicious, flakesque delight:
So..back to the how-to or dummies guide to quitting chocolate.
Get an athletic bloke. This individual will tell you "I enjoy dining out". What this will really mean: I enjoy eating out, in or anywhere else I can find food (including chocolate – logic being, the more the calories the better it is). You will never feel you have overeaten: with the amount of food he eats, you can have that main entree instead of a salad and you will still look as though you eat like a rabbit in comparison! This will lead to a terrible complex due to watching said athletic bloke eat desserts and not gain any weight. You will therefore stop eating chocolate.
Get a Banker. You will have nothing to do except go to parties (funded by the other's employer) where you will only see air kissing arm candies. You will get complexed and stop eating till you turn size zero. You will be a basket case and by this time you probably think all food is optional.
Dump the geeky bot-friend. This is the bloke responsible for your "being comfortable with yourself" as he makes no demands, AND got you the chocolate in the first place. In addition is attentive to your needs (chocolate slabs), wants (chocolate flakes), desires (syrupy chocolate) and fixes your hard drive/home WiFi while keeping you in pirated software/movies/robotic carpet wacker(this is probably his idea of kinky sex).
So.. Happy Quitting and may I get to lick some chocolate – and may you get some chocolate licked chocoliciously.
Step 1: Quit
That's it. Just get up one morning and say you quit. Throw the sticks/pack out of the window or in the loo and stop smoking. This is quitting smoking in on easy step.
However, like in everything else, there is more to it than meets the eye and therefore the quitting issue may be analysed:
Firstly, why quit? Ha ha! you say – the government told us that's why! Well, for a change the shenanigans are right but lets delve deeper into the advantages of quitting:
However, you will, like any other addition, not find it easy. The withdrawal is going to be rough so be prepared. Inform near and dear ones that you will be:
Actually this piece applies to any habit one tries to kick – be it a person, alcohol, sloth, and other milder addictions.....
Cheers
In addition to being in a rather foul mood all day [with the sole exception of the period between 1530 hrs and 1700hrs where the quality of water cooler humour and the quality of coworkers (cow orkers???) peaked], there are these goons who have somewhat held Maximum City to ramsom. This is not entirely a bad thing as whenever there is some trouble in MaxCty, work stops and the entire office going population becomes one giant rumour mill.... the last one I heard was "The Cell Phone Networks have been Jammed to prevent trouble".... er..and jammed networks would be? The reaction to crisis is borders on bizarre with people eagerly wait for almost any excitement - usually of the negative kind and for empirical evidence one has to but look at the media headlines .
So, in that eternal search for an honest answer to life's questions (best tackled over a hot cup of sugarless tea and the ubiquitous "बरुन अंॉणी मस्का") one parked at the den for a few extra hours which only added to the general irritation with the world at large and some individual(s) in particular. However, just when the dark clouds (never quite understood the usage of this phrase in India- Dark Clouds are a good thing in these parts; its the Tide one worries about much like the ones referred to by Sir Walter e.g "..... that the last tide had risen considerably above the usual water-mark" from The Antiquary) Maddox brightened up the day with Fashion tips for women from a guy who knows dick about fashion.
This is an interesting way of exploring a popular concept - the usage of tide by Sir W. is intriguing as it is diverse - so far I have come across at least 4 works where he has used "tide" i.e. Jock o Hazeldean, Lochinvar, The field of Waterloo and already mentioned, The Antiquary. So, with the day suitably brightened, its back to Yoga, Skipping and a Long Walk. And need to prepare for the next (day's?) rants and find vent for my general and specific disgruntlements.
Dear Readership,
I am back with even more disagreeable stuff which will mostly be intelligible...partly due to your stupidity and partly due to mine. However, we are all in the same boat this week so let me start by dishing out some second hand advice... this one would be useful to several of you and I shall just provide the link here...please to be browsing:
2. Sex Shockers: Everything you know about sex is only a first step. Most advice for couples doesn't go far enough—as a result, basic truths about long-term passion are surprising.
3. How to Have Great Sex: Ten keys to great lovemaking, including the having right attitude, communicating and loving your body.
Now that you have finished reading this at work (and your network admin's web security is smoking by now) you might find the next bit particularly useful.....
the following are Richard Moran’s Career Success rules (you find these in almost every office) and my added two bit.
http://women.timesonline.co.uk/tol/life_and_style/women/article3283690.ece#cid=OTC-RSS&attr=2015164
I like The Times (this is not Slimes of India but THE Times published in the Queen Liz's lands). Not only do they sound rational and fair (mostly), they also let fly some soul(sic) searching articles on what else… mate hunt! So while I have some more time to kill and hence read. This is an interesting take on the issues that govern all (wo)mankind (particularly those north of 29) and it talks of the trials and tribulations of a mate hunt (as opposed to what they describe as "sperm-bandits"). The moot question, as the title suggests is, Where have all the men gone?
This presupposes a few things:
1. Women of other creed/nationality do not want mates
2. Most ineligible males are not selfish (i.e. committed man is more likely to be a love rat)
3. Boyish charms have gone out of fashion
This is a somewhat local broadsheet so they are entitled to their opinion. Also being of the sex at the receiving end of this article, I can hardly profess an unbiased outlook J
So they say that men start of as men and then degenerate into (wild) boys. Now I am not sure this is a bad thing and it sure would help if some of the women too degenerate(sic) from women into girls J The prime problem in England (or the Larger UK) seems to be the intense desire of women to get the blokes to commit and the intense desire for the said blokes to run away from such commitment – a clash of interest as it were. The blame, apparently, doesn't lie with the said fickle, love rat bloke but with the large media where, and I quote "And we wonder why men are afraid to commit, when women like me are depicted as hormonally charged sperm-bandits interested in nothing beyond the urge to have a child".
Also, this phenomenon seems to be restricted to the land of the English where, the whole living loose and fast thing seems to increase with age, particularly with the blokes (male camaraderie beer session etc). I can certainly vouch for this one having keenly observed the pre-mate rituals in both England and India – in India, the sex ratio(n) (see Club of 69 post) ensure the Yin-Yang balance, mostly in favour of the Yin. Also there seems to a general disagreement on the utility of younger versus older blokes – in India the younger blokes are considered good for sex and are rather "sweet" in a tail-wagging-puppy sort of way while the older fellows are deemed more charming/caring/treat-object-of-affection- well. The Brits OTOH tend to be great friends, but, "admit that they are rubbish boyfriends. Interestingly, they also agree that this wasn't always the case". AND most seem to have been in therapy! What did you do to these fine blokes in their twenties!?!?!? There is of course this whole demand supply thing which tends to turn 360 degrees in favour of men after the age of 36 – the number of single women increases relative to the number of single men who, in different fits of depression (induced by not having found a mate), have drunk themselves to an early grave. UK stats – 100 girls to 108 boys at birth – by mid teens its 1:1 and , statistically, post that it would reverse in favour of men. There are other interesting stats which you may read on your own – tastes preferences etc… which are so over analysed that they are dull and boring.
Now all this male bashing (Emotional stunting post 30, wild fellows screwing themselves to an early and lonesome grave etc….) was taken exception of by one Mr.A.Clover Esq. Who has raised some pertinent points (I will quote liberally):
1.Men are scared: their women will make them throw out their comics, their motorbikes and their dreams of writing novels! Bikes and Dreams I understand… Throw out COMICS!!! Where Bat Girl and Super Girl do Lex Luther….sorry another media J
Also the targeted acquisition is simpler than it appears to be and the following rules apply :
1. "It doesn't really matter which type of man you go for – younger, older, divorced. What matters is that you go for him". Particularly in the UK where the demand supply equation has shifted to the LHS.
2. The divorced man is more realistic and therefore practical.
3. The older man just wants someone who won't shout at him.
4. If it takes her two minutes to get into the car, she's ideal.
5. Alternatives is the Man-Boy where the suggested (cunning) strategy is: wait for him to call but, when he does, you must be devoted and give him glorious sex in flattering lighting.
The rest of this traitor's (to his gender) rantings are far too dangerous to be propagated over the net except the closing statement: "Try not to worry about what happens. Remember, there are also loads of men like me: the ones who hatched, and still went bad. We wish you luck. We wish you love. We'll see you by the swings in five years"[1].
Footnote: Interesting comments from readers of critiqued article!
Usual Disclaimer Applies
[1] CLOVER A, Andrew Clover's Dad Rules is published by Penguin in May