The Ghost Whisperer is the worst, WORST, W O R S T.. horrible.. gut wrenchingly sickening, ..uuuuggghhhhhhh...UUUGGGGGHHHHHH..AAAARRRRRRR... somebody just kill that Jennifer Love Hewitt.. You stupid idiotic ghosts! Can't you even freakin kill those dumb side characters? What are you, ghosts or chicken shit?!
(Don't even frickin ask me what I'm doing watching that sissy crap?!.. No.. seriously.. don't)
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Tendulkar just missed a slip catch.. he's old.. he must retire. MUST. On that note, I think I like Praveen Kumar.. I mean, on the field, ofcourse.. He's animated, intense and shouts at the other players while the game is on.. let's hope he matures enough to hit them once or twice. (Harbhajan Singh's gone sissy and not slapping anyone these days)
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Did I ask someone to kill Jennifer Love Hewitt?! Please.. atleast the other characters.. I can't have have another fight with the wife.. I can't afford to become an alcoholic either.. somebody please.. already!!
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The Ghost Whisperer is easily the most idiotic, worst Bull Shit of a series ever made for TV. Kyun Ki to the power of Saas bhi is waaayyyy better of by a hundred miles than this shit!

"

Well I'll be damned
Here comes your ghost again
But that's not unusual
It's just that the moon is full
And you happened to call
And here I sit
Hand on the telephone
Hearing a voice I'd known
A couple of light years ago
Heading straight for a fall

As I remember your eyes
Were bluer than robin's eggs
My poetry was lousy you said
Where are you calling from?
A booth in the midwest
Ten years ago
I bought you some cufflinks
You brought me something
We both know what memories can bring
They bring diamonds and rust

Well you burst on the scene
Already a legend
The unwashed phenomenon
The original vagabond
You strayed into my arms
And there you stayed
Temporarily lost at sea
The Madonna was yours for free
Yes the girl on the half-shell
Would keep you unharmed

Now I see you standing
With brown leaves falling around
And snow in your hair
Now you're smiling out the window
Of that crummy hotel
Over Washington Square
Our breath comes out white clouds
Mingles and hangs in the air
Speaking strictly for me
We both could have died then and there

Now you're telling me
You're not nostalgic
Then give me another word for it
You who are so good with words
And at keeping things vague
Because I need some of that vagueness now
It's all come back too clearly
Yes I loved you dearly
And if you're offering me diamonds and rust
I've already paid

"

"oh Gaawd.. October is already here..", cried the doctor!

Well, thats when it hit me too.. October is here..well, really, the year end is in sight.. and although I did a lot of things this summer - things that others would really be proud of (I can list them, but whats the point in making you proud?!) - but still the last thing I did sticks out like a sore thumb - reading the introduction to F Scott Fitzgerald's The Great Gatsby - that F Scott Fitzgerald was really a man of his time - that although he wrote good stuff et al, he was a man of his time, interested in the "process" of earning, making money, and then not knowing how or what to do with it.. well............ its crazy.. who said that.. no.. comeeee on... gimme a break!!!

Anyway, back in the real world, it is cold.. and getting colder.. and everyone (which is just me really) is expecting it would snow tomm, so we could just get on with it.. just like TV - there's been a lot of it, even in the summer, that I shudder to think how much would be there in the winter.. A lot, obviously!

Winter.. ahhh.. dear winter.. you're crazy!

(What kind of nut am I, to switch to wine.. and its not even summer wine!!!)

"

And as I sat there brooding on the old, unknown world, I thought of Gatsby's wonder when he first picked out the green light at the end of Daisy's dock. He had come a long way to this blue lawn, and his dream must have seemed so close that he could hardly fail to grasp it. He did not know that it was already behind him, somewhere back in that vast obscurity beyond the city, where the dark fields of the republic rolled on under the night.

Gatsby believed in the green light, the orgastic future that year by year recedes before us. It eluded us then, but that's no matter - tomorrow we will run faster, stretch out our arms further... And one fine morning -

So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.

"

"...and in the middle of them, with filthy body, matted hair, and unwiped nose, Ralph wept for the end of innocence, the darkness of man’s heart, and the fall..."

Jada pinkett smith?!??!??!? WIth Laurence Fishburne luring her?!?!??!?! Matrix reloded must be the opposite of sex!!! Im thankful they didn't do anything further.. I wonder how all those ppl watched it in the theatre!!!

If ever there was a sex scene on the screen which made me look away, it must be from the matrix reloaded with Carrie-Anne-Moss... What the idiots were the directors and producers thinking when they cast her?! Were they so concerned about world population that they decided on some kinduva plat which makes ppl turn away from sex or something?

And for cryin out loud, she was trying to act and look sexy in that.. really now!!! I have given up on booze... please idiots... keep the sex ticking atleast... more of beyonce, shakira, mila kunis, laura prepon or even Patricia Heaton..