lazy sundae

It is a nice Sunday afternoon...the wind is still outside, i have not had lunch yet, my clothes are piling up on my bed...but atleast my fan is fixed...the sound it had been making for the past month or so, had probably scared the neighbours (think, the sound of the Nazguls) ...not that i'd recognise many of them...i can probably count on one hand the people i can recognize, my next door neighbour who came over once when i was about 6, the guy across the road who helped 'fix' my car, the aunt who hangs out in the playground to listen to all the gossip and ofcourse to contribute to it and the old senile uncle who likes to run around sporting different plastic bags on his head...i think i would not recognize him without the plastic bag though...ah home sweet home...where the grass may not be as green, but is definitely long...