shaliniland
  
 
 

2001-10-01 00:00:00

another disclaimer: this is unnervingly long, but that's the sort of thing that happens when i don't write in a while. i just get obscenely detailed and feel the urge to go for the play-by-play. if you don't like it, don't read it. i mostly wrote it for myself anyway, as a way to remember; we all know how bad my memory is, by now, don't we?

thursday, i did the stupidest thing i've done in a long while (aside from losing at chess THREE times in a row to andy), though i'm now beginning to expect this sort of thing from myself (i don't know what's going on with my mind -- do i just need more sleep, or is it senility hitting already?). i left the weezer tickets lanette had so lovingly given me for my birthday in my silverware drawer in charlotte. unfortunately, i didn't realize this until i was about five hours away from charlotte. fortunately, andy saved the day. i cannot appreciate enough how cool he was about this. he went through a lot of trouble, and i owe him tremendously. feel free to toss some ideas at me, if you can think of a nice way to say "thank you." by the way, andy is my hero.

thanks to andy, the weekend was great. i took thursday and friday off from work, and headed towards dc thursday morning. when i got home, i hung out with the fam, ate dinner, got in touch with friends and then headed out for the evening. i met whitney in dc at the big hunt (a really cool, carcass-themed bar in dupont circle) pretty late in the evening, and settled down for what i thought was going to be a chill night of getting back in touch with friends. whit and i had some pretty intense conversation, along with some much-needed light conversation. it was exactly what i needed, knowing that there are going to be some major changes soon in my life. even if it didn't really solve anything, it definitely made me feel better, and that always helps. later, lanette, eric, tony and two of tony's med school friends (sorry, can't remember names) showed up, and the night took a turn for the wilder. we hung out at the big hunt for a little while longer, and then moved on to cafe citron, a really cute latin club (no cover, too!) next door. i'm not much of a dancer, but somehow it didn't matter. everyone was just there to have fun, and somehow my friends (who _can_ dance, and really well, at that) put up with my awkward white-boy-like dancing. the highlight of the night, i think, was towards the end of the night as the club was threatening to close for the night. the dj put on some really great music (new york new york (a sammy-delic circular almost tear-jerking chorus line-ing experience), one more time, vamos a la plaja?) the bartenders even got into the dancing, everyone was dancing on the bar and tables, some of the bartenders were spraying water from the fountain into the crowd, and tony (of course) tried to strip. it probably sounds like a wet t-shirt concert gone awry, but really, it was just a lot of people dancing together in a gaggle of community-like love. really cool. everyone ought to try it.

the next morning, i hung out with the family some more, had lunch out with my mom (the orleans house -- best salad bar in dc), got stuck in traffic on the way back, and then hung out some more. the weezer concert was early, so whit showed up at my house around seven and we headed to the patriot center. somehow, lanette, eric and i were all on one weird ticket-buying-forgetting wavelength (april pointed this out -- very perceptive). see, lanette bought two tickets for me the same day eric bought two tickets for her (hence, the two extra tickets for whit and eric), and then after i forgot my two tickets in charlotte on thursday, lanette forgot her two tickets at eric's house friday evening. good thing eric's house is at the most a twenty minute drive from the patriot center. anyway, we met up inside the patriot center, proceeded to feel old and perverted for hanging out with a bunch of 14-year-olds, but managed to have a great time. the concert was great; a decent mix of old and new, and interesting lighting effects (i'm not normally impressed by that kind of stuff, but this time it was a nice complement to the show, instead of a distraction -- "only in dreams" was especially well done). anyway, later, whit headed back to bethesda to hang out with some friends that were visiting from out of town, and lanette, eric and i headed to adams morgan for another night of festivities. renzo and michael (friends of eric's) joined us, and it was a long night of meeting people, talking, watching and getting into fights, eating pizza in the streets, trying to get into clubs with sneakers (didn't work in adams morgan at the brass monkey (or was it the blue room?), but did later thanks to hilton (thanks hilton!) at havana breeze (a lot more wild white boy-like salsa flailing on my part)), and bonding in a hot tub. didn't get to sleep until a little while after sun-up, but it was worth it.

later that morning, i headed home, hung out with the family, put together some weird new massage chair my dad bought (the _one_ productive thing i did all weekend), and then headed to the 930 club in dc for the david byrne concert. there, i met up with april, whitney, raj and raj's girlfriend rachel (and later, some of her friends -- alice and some girl with cool red hair). the david byrne concert was amazing beyond belief. i am SO positively stoked that i got to see it, and i absolutely _love_ david byrne. the 930 club is pretty cool, too. an unbelievably interesting crowd (with the possible exception of the 40-something sorority girls with their odd dates that we were stuck behind for a little while -- though, i suppose even they added some element to the mix), that could have been a result of david byrne's draw or just the club itself, i dunno. either way, it was cool to be at the concert with so many different kinds of people, and i don't think i could have possibly enjoyed a concert anymore. i got to hear talking heads songs live, and david byrne is an amazing musician and and and and it was great. (this is why i could never hack it as a writer -- putting feelings into words clearly: not my strong point. just trust me: it was great) after the concert, we headed to whitney's place in bethesda for a little while, watched snl and "back to the future" (michael j. fox looks way better now) on tv (chad joined us, along with one of whitney's roommates and her boyfriend), and chilled. later that night, i dropped rachel and raj off at college park (memories...) and then whit and i headed to lanette's place for the night. stephanie, lanette, whit and i had a slumber party where we got caught up on each other's lives till we fell asleep. the next morning, i drove back to my parents' house, had lunch with the family, and then hung out for a while more. then the long drive home. pj harvey is so cool (thanks, payal, for the cd).

in other news, the party at my place two weekends before was tons of fun (thanks to everyone who came), and the party at rebekah's place the weekend in between was also gobs o' fun.

and, i guess, there's an obvious reason for why i haven't written in so long. i've been avoiding having to think or write any more about the 11th. i don't know that i can say anything meaningful that isn't already trite, or anything that doesn't just make me angrier. i'm beyond disgusted, upset for those involved, and basically wondering what's going to happen now. i'm proud of the people of new york, dc, and america for how they've responded, and i only hope they'll continue to be responsible with their actions. i hope the world uses this as an enlightening experience, now that we've shared in both the mental and physical frailty and strength of humankind. maybe i'm being optimistic, but why not? it might happen; something of this magnitude has to get everyone thinking at least a little bit, and hopefully people will focus their energies on thinking about how to prevent hatred instead of just perpetuating it. i don't know that i'll be able to stop thinking about it, but that's probably a very good thing.

micah, stop calling me a hippy.

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02/08

all casual-like

06/07

quiescent

05/07

sleeping with the fishes

04/07

Kurt is up in heaven now.

02/07

Yes, I'm still sitting here in Virginia

01/07

because i can't keep up with the indians in the news
Wiki wiki wiki wak!

12/06

Wherein I lose my ability to capitalize consistently
I don't like canned food.
Death by Bananas and Satire and Irony
running on empty
25% of the time you are on your periodical!
I don't know why.
No, YOU suck

05/06

bachia takes over the world
payal & harnish get married

03/06

pictures pacify the people

12/05

Kalle has a plastic bag in his pocket. There is some pizza in it.

10/05

adventures in surfing
12 hours of driving and... at least i saw a rainbow.

09/05

now is time for cake
can you believe i've actually been to the hall the rikta was at? does that mean i've officially been to too many indian weddings? the hall's in atlanta!

09/06

girls?

09/05

it was to scrape off my old decal

05/05

betchya' never had a client claim to see angels floating over your shoulder
and the photos are even sporadically interspersed with requisite cute boy shots of cat
agreed: engineers are totally cute.
no risk ass

01/05

ross and his golden plan
just because their photos are so much more entertaining/beautiful than mine
sea of heartbreak

12/04

saare jahan se acha
i wanna go-a to goa!
just in case you deleted my email because you thought it was spam

11/04

who's that other guy? how old is that pic? what happened to the essentials? who are you people?
nightswimming
leave our homos alone
boston is f&^$ing cold!
this country has broken my heart
i think my brother is trying to distract me from the pre-election tension by sharing this

10/04

i was trying to be productive today

11/04

cutest pics of three virginians in china EVAR!

10/04

that deb sure is one smart cookie
why does this sound like a beatnik poem to me?

09/04

happy hurricane weekend part IV
That dreamy look in your eye/ Give me a tropical contact high...
we need a flag and a name.

08/04

miami nightlife after the monsoon rains

07/04

finally we are no one

07/07

Lost your IT job? Blame HR and your management. Don't blame India, or Indians.

06/04

a place where everyone is slightly left of center (and ragingly so), urban, and wearing comfortable shoes
i also do not get "hella"
four year old predictions finally come true
anyone want a gmail invite?
ready talent reunion! and a baby.

05/04

these pictures look curiously similar to my costa rica pictures...

04/2004

so yesterday? i saw a movie? it was great?

03/04

la cuenta por favor

02/04

monkey sad
i feel like i owe you
(hello? anyone still there?)

it MUST be big news
congrats kids :)

01/04

send ice. and love.
this will just have to suffice for now

11/03

i think i miss virginia
the truth about our jobs
dia de los muertos
halloweeeeeeeen pics!

10/03

jimmy pop is cute
on so many levels
also, turnpike update from max: human-less coin lanes are gone
this one's for the bostonians
dramatic sigh soon to come
brain cells burning
taking a break from frog-mania
today's new word is mierde
what update?

09/03

know what i need from you?
i'm working too, really
what have i gotten myself into?
surfers and lesbians
an adventure in ordinary life
start reading metafilter already
also, i got a room in miami! now come visit already.
kick it!

08/03

and mefi the movie would be funny
more liberal propaganda for ben
max is bored
who says you can't drink during the day as a regularly employed drone?

07/03

you think i jest
temptation and timing
drinking is funny
i know some of y'all could do this
so, you won't mind when i ignore you?
you will be required by law to at least try to smoke a cigarette
good news
both from mightygirl.net
i love cafepress
more more more links
alas, where is the redesign?
just links, no judgement
is the fucking glass half-empty or half-full?
or maybe i should just move to miami already
but not insane pictures :(
really? republicans have more money? who woulda thunk?
i have a mosquito bite on my butt
i'm back!

06/03

the site, that is
oh my

03/03

someone HAD to mention the oedipal complex
don't ask about the weddings
it's come to this

02/03

did i mention that march is wedding-mania in dc?
i now have no choice but to delve into all my theories on life, proving them using quantum physics
now, i just wonder how i didn't notice until today... (blame it on the snoooow)
today's conversation with my brother
i would be very delighted to be your friend
the lost art of the well-crafted email

01/03

love as politics
cyan is a four-letter word
who screams "widget!" in the throes of passion?
stop me
did i mention that i'm moving out?
soft, female and already corrupted, please

12/02

i agree with "excess"
ow
look who we found!
can you tell i can't concentrate on work today?
ghosts of xmas past
better than you, daily
fyi, i'm not that pharmacy student from u. of toronto
technical difficulties
how itchy is his back anyway?
message to max
die die die
no pun intended
tales of a viking invasion were greatly exaggerated

11/02

out of the whole chaotic cesspool of hate
she said it, not me
and a little frightening
just because i've been feeling somewhat muted lately...
do you realize?
next time i'll go to supercuts
and the proof is only 9 pages long
the morning after
even if you don't celebrate

10/02

i am brown
shalini is by urgent request
basic adult survival
it's a good thing daddy runs the vacuum empire
another reason
hear me? hear me! i need sugar in my tea!
telecommuting spoiled me. bad telecommuting.
vestri matris dat bonus caput capitis
flailing helplessly

09/02

just because their email was so... charming.
couldn't have said it better myself
miss you
thankgawd
it's just a joke. don't get so uppity
like daughter, like mother
i am NOT a hottie
i'm supposed to be working
you put the happy in my ness
you're more bored than i am
wanna' go?
more to come, i'm sure
are you kiddin'? we've already rented out your room...

08/02

dirty kanadians
some links that are keeping me sedate and content for now
lush-o sez wha?
test 2
now, go read "midnight's children"
that's all
it's (a)LIVE!
this is just a test. do not run out of your house screaming. yet.
for all us "bad" indian girls out there
flatulence does exist!

07/02

so my ass is large and i smell funny... it could be worse.
and now for something pleasant
it was all her baby's daddy's fault, really
she claimed it was because of all the flannel
that's below the median
oh, and i went to jersey this weekend. it was fun.
mirandaarielumbriel
i trust the tofu
to all you toe-haters out there...
um, is this what you expected?
still masquerading as a member of the real world
it's pointless to walk when it's past time to run

06/02

guess i'll go eat now
inanity of content reaches an all-time low
anyone remember carmen sandiego?
rock on, nickelodeon
get busy living or get busy dying
what was that? you don't think i'm funny?
another one bites the dust
statement of the day
even a termite wouldn't choke on it o/~
living vicariously thru the sachia
embarrassing him is my job (my 8th personality is a large italian mother)
who knew that jay-z was a trendsetter?
welcome back to virginia

05/02

stir it up
i don't get it
disturbing behavior
bollywood chic, eh? have you seen an indian movie?
skanky like a project chick
the british suck. apparently these pickles don't.
when you have nothing to say...
no, officer. i did NOT call you a fat pig.
is that a new shaliniland in the distance?
sammy, the aspiring supermodel
WAY better than being a reagan-baby
say something reasonably clever
old pictures are only worth a few words
just for micah
don't let your meat loaf.
whether you like it or not
some family trees bear an enormous crop of nuts

04/02

blessed is the homemaker
return of the fratboy
obla-di, obla-da
i be getting sappy in my old age
choose your own adventure
and you thought i was a boy
and it's not even true
don't try to bring logic into this
you could be my sunshine
this IS the über-update
this is not the über-update

03/02

(|)
tracking the progress of injured toes

02/02

not like alanis
it's amazing what a little hindlish will do to you
inexplicable
i've turned into my mother
not that i'd do anything about it, but...
i forgot what i was going to say
why is it so quiet around here?
i'm doing the chicken dance as i write this
i'm pretending to care
pretty!
no new mail
heh
what's purple, green and red and badly misshapen?
someone hath murdered sleep. good for him.
and dubya stands for walker.
more talk | less head
i'm a marketing gimp's dream-come-true
the all new gid show
harumph.
nick loves porn more than me
bend it! bend it!
STANDARD
ONESELF WHOM BE ACTUAL
IS CERTAINLY
FOUND

01/02

oh cameron!
passive aggressiveness and inexplicable frustration
pictures of my world verify its existence
go to sleep, you picture-crazy maniac!
shalini is a riceboy!
ich muß hier verlassen!
"tour of the south" leaves shalini with a vicious rash
pookie goes to charlotte
don't mind us, we're just going to sit here and make out
sammy is my zen master. and he told me not to watch any more of these dumb dating shows.

12/01

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11/01

2001-11-21 18:47:02
2001-11-16 14:51:47

10/01

2001-10-30 23:10:50
2001-10-22 15:51:11
2001-10-21 23:48:29
2001-10-09 14:19:21
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09/01

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08/01

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"it is (to describe it figuratively) as if an author were to make a slip of the pen, and as if this clerical error became conscious of being such. perhaps this was no error but in a far higher sense was an essential part of the whole exposition. it is, then, as if this clerical error were to revolt against the author, out of hatred for him, were to forbid him to correct it, and were to say, 'no, i will not be erased, i will stand as a witness against thee, that thou art a very poor writer'."
- søren kierkegaard
(passage gleaned from "seymour, an introduction" by j.d. salinger)



   
 
 
 
 
   
 
   
 
 

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