2002-02-27 18:02:47
not like alanis

i have decided that i am a crush whore. i really think that in lieu of a real relationship, i would be content with a lifetime of good crushes. gimme someone interesting to crush on, and i'm happy. that person doesn't even have to acknowledge my existence; i'm satiated by their every quirky detail from afar. is that unhealthy? this is a life-long pattern. o, how i could wax poetic about my past crushes and how much more enjoyable life was when i had someone to grin idiotically about. damn, i should write a song. onward jon, on henry, on jamie and christian! (none real names of people i've known in this lifetime -- but they sounded good, eh?)




2002-02-27 10:24:57
it's amazing what a little hindlish will do to you

i think my english is getting badder. why?




2002-02-26 13:03:51

i just tried to do a cartwheel in the living room. it hurt.

what is so anatomically wrong with me that i can't do cartwheels? do they require superpowers of some sort?




2002-02-25 15:58:56
i've turned into my mother

super-crazy-productive weekend. i kinda' feel like the mother in requiem for a dream (or the official site which is pretty but hard to get info from) right before she completely loses it. must be all the coffee and cleaning.

i didn't go out saturday night (too much partying on friday), and it was fun. i swung by home depot around 11pm (did you know that it's open till midnight every night?!) to get a level and some wall anchors and it was an experience. it was half-filled with 40-something men in sweats standing around grunting about the price of drill bits and half-filled with acne-ridden teenage boys skulking around buying materials for the bombs they must have been building in their parents' basements. definitely interesting. i am positive i was the only girl in the place and i definitely made everyone there uncomfortable. methinks it's a saturday-night-sanctuary-of-sorts. so, yah. i put some shelves up in my room, cleaned, organized and decorated my room (i figured it would make me feel more at home, and take some of the edge off), cleaned out the entire basement (and storage room), and made large piles to be delivered to the salvation army soon. that was my productive weekend. i loved it. i hope my motivation isn't completely zapped by the end of work today. anyway, that's enough rambling for now. if i actually work, the day will go faster...




2002-02-22 02:54:01
not that i'd do anything about it, but...

what is it about guys with attitude? i thought i didn't like jerks. are they all jerks? can't a guy just have attitude and be kinda' jerky to people he doesn't like, but still not be a jerk? is it the dry humor? the wit? is it the fact that they aren't so self-conciously aware of saying "the right thing?" i dunno. i'm just very entertained by those guys (especially the nerdy ones) that aren't all nice-y nice and boring. i always thought those girls that went for jerks were stupid, but maybe there's something to it. they're just so much more interesting. anyway, enough about that. this was another deep thought inspired by late night tv dating shows (the fifth wheel, in particular; this guy sean (i think?) was pretty entertaining, totally just enjoying himself and not taking the dumbasses on the show seriously -- and everyone else hated him; i didn't get it. i was quite endeared.) anyway, i believe that's enough for me tonight, lest i start falling in love with the exceedingly obnoxious host of blind date.




2002-02-21 01:58:55
i forgot what i was going to say

so, where was i? i wanna' get all this down, before i forget, and it becomes another thing people can tease me and my nonexistent memory about. saturday morning, right?

so, saturday morning/afternoon, we wake up, take showers, get ready and head out into the blustery but sunshiny newyork day. we stopped by a diner to get some breakfast, and then made our way over to soho, via nyu and canal street. i dunno, april and i just wandered around the east village (where our hostel was -- very nice), soho, noho, canal street, washington square park, nyu and stuff, taking in the sights, shopping (books, cds, and the bag of urban cowboys), talking, and generally revelling in the fact that we had escaped novurbia. we had lunch. i'm already forgetting if we did anything else. damn you bad memory!

eventually, we made our way back to the hostel.

okay, who am i kidding? this is just going to end up ridiculously long. and i've probably already forgotten a lot. so, um: we shopped a lot (mostly window, tho, i guess), we went to moma, we saw an off-broadway play "love, janis" (which was awesome, btw), went to some cool bars (izzy bar, korova milk bar) and stuff (jazz at detour, sheesha-loungy stuff at sahara east). we met some really cool people at the hostel; kerrie from england and justin from australia. we spent most of our time wandering the streets with them, talking and stuff. we probably spent a half-hour in front of this sign, which i thought i got a picture of, but apparently not. in any case, i did get other random pictures; lots of buildings, some people.

i think that's it. if i remember anything else, i'll toss it on up here.




2002-02-19 21:10:46
why is it so quiet around here?

wow. april and i survived a trip to nyc by ourselves! no bad luck, no parking troubles, no awkward situations (well except for the dirty indian guy, but more on him later), no jail sentences, no fiasco! damn, it feels good to be a gangster.

um, so let's get started already: we left my place around 830pm friday night; april fell asleep since we had been out late last night and she had carted my drunk ass around. i proceeded to get lost, left to my own devices. okay, not really; i mean it's not that hard, it's a straight shot up 95N, i've done it a ton of times, but it HAD been a while. i dunno. somehow, we just ended up in philadelphia (which was pretty, btw), and i was quietly freaking out thinking "i don't remember ever passing through philly before... i mean, i know it's been a while, but dang! you'd think i'd remember something like this!" i guess i just took an alternate beltway type loop around? either way, i know i was on 95N the entire time (and we didn't see it on the way back, so i'm almost wondering if i just briefly entered a parallel95 universe while april was asleep), and we ended up in nyc eventually, if a tad bit late and via connecticut. (i forgot to take the tunnels! why isn't nyc labelled more clearly?)

ANYWAY. so, we got into the hostel pretty late (2am?), the lady was really nice, she let us in, showed us to our beds (top bunks -- woohoo.), we stumbled our ways to the top and passed out for the night. we were awakened by a cute german munchkin sometime before 11am, took showers, and headed out (:ahem: made like a horse's).

that's it for now. i'm suddenly inexplicably tired. maybe it's novurbia.




2002-02-15 13:56:44
i'm doing the chicken dance as i write this

i'm going to new york city! more details as events warrant!





2002-02-14 15:15:31
i'm pretending to care

novurbian singles are the poopiest bunch of unresponsive alcoholics i have ever had the pleasure of knowing. i've never known such a large group of apathetic mopers. or maybe that's just me inflicting my self-image on them so that i'll have something non-personal to write about. nah, they're just all-out poopy. try and do something different this year, to avoid the cliched vday mopiness and the traditional sloppy-drunk-getting, and what happens? nothing. a whole lotta' nothing. sure, it was nothing amazingly intelligent, nor was it ground-breaking and unique, but at least it didn't involve wallowing in self-pity and cheap beer! pbbt on all you doe-eyed romantics looking for meaningfullness through love! ::shaking an angry fist in the air:: i hope you all couple off within the next year and spend the rest of your lives in wedded bliss! see where that gets you! :grumble: :grumble: :grumble:




2002-02-13 17:06:02

okay, so it's not very ugly as a picture, nor is the image that clear, but i felt the need to share anyway. just because i can.

is this digital camera abuse?




2002-02-13 15:56:47
no new mail

wow. three whole days at work with nothing (absolutely NOTHING) to do. i'm amazed myself. am i gonna' be fired soon? oh well. still, somehow i have managed to do nothing else today either. i mean, i took a shower, ate lunch, and looked for hostels in nyc, but little else. i should do my german homework. and finish cleaning my room (i rearranged it to make myself feel more at home, and it's such a mess now, that i really do). maybe take sammy for a walk. pay some bills. yadda yadda. nah. i'll just stare at my toenail some more and obsessively check my email.




2002-02-12 11:26:08

this is the only thing remotely valentine-y you will hear from me. (no, it's not by me, but i'm mentioning it)

oh, and this? this is really touching and cute. someday i want to return to my old high school as a teacher -- but not as a famous author.




2002-02-11 21:36:24
what's purple, green and red and badly misshapen?

guess what i did again? yep, i managed to injure another obscure body part. okay, well actually it's that same damn toe. i dropped my desk on it, but in a strange up-and-under fashion. just enough to rip the nail off again -- right when it was about to be almost nearly close-to healed (okay, well at least part of it was growing back normally). yuck. this time someone was home, tho (my mom), and it was nice to see her turn green instead of me. i think it's easier for me to deal with pain, if i see someone else is bothered by it. is that wrong?




2002-02-11 15:00:40
someone hath murdered sleep. good for him.

i'm afraid of turning into one of those people that is only amused by themselves. so, i need to start reading more. i mean, i'm already reading plenty (i'm in the middle of four books, and i usually try to stick to one at a time to prove to myself that i don't have add) but it's just not as fun as it used to be. except for one book: seymour an introduction. actually, it's a short story in the book raise high the roof beam, carpenters and seymour an introduction. that story is giving me the ecstatic-love-for-the-beauty-of-human-interaction-heart-swelling-in-joy feeling, that i've been missing. i used to get it a lot, but then again, i used to read more interesting books. i've actually read this one before, but it's so much better this time around. in any case, why am i writing about this? i dunno. because i'm bored, i think. and i'm really worried about becoming one of those people. like, i heard once, something about prince or someone only listening to his own songs, and that's just about the stupidest thing i've ever heard. not that i'm comparing myself to the artist or anyone else that has the tiniest creative bone in their body, but i AM becoming one of those weirdos that is only amused by her own antics. for example, i'll write an email to a friend, and then if i'm bored, and not getting any emails (when i'm bored i check my email obsessively), i'll just re-read some of the emails that i've written out. and i'm satisfied by that! and they're not even like bits of literary genius or anything; i think it's just that my sense of humor is so deranged and inane that it amuses me (and only me) endlessly. and the worst part? i don't think even the receiver of the email finds it that funny. just me. :sigh: and now, i'm writing just so i'll have something else to read.

please, someone! just give me something good to read! even amazon is taunting me with its bad recommendations, and listmania, which used to provide me with so much hope, has been royally sucking lately. aaaiiieeeee!




2002-02-08 21:20:39
and dubya stands for walker.

when i was in seventh grade, on the first day of class, my u.s. history teacher gave us a blank map of the usa to fill out. that was our first quiz. we had to fill in all the state names and their capitals, and if we didn't get them all right, she said we'd have to take the quiz again and again every week until we finally got them all right. the whole year passed; i NEVER got that quiz right. i took that quiz every single week, and every single week i got the thirteen colonies right (we'd driven through those on family trips), though never all the capitols, and sometimes california and texas. once, i pointed out montana correctly on a fluke. at the end of the year, my teacher just gave up and i became convinced that i was/am just a bad student. it took me a while to finally realize that i was particularly wretched with geography (yes, i was also kinda' slow). i never really understood why; i always thought us foreign kids were supposed to be better at it or something.

fast forward to this afternoon: my mother comes home from walmart, beaming and proud of her new purchases. we've been needing new plastic placemats for a while (we're a messy family), and she managed to procure some of those kiddie ones with interesting facts on them. at first, i was obviously most pleased with the solar system placemats, with their cutesy planets and size/weight information. later at dinner, we discovered the u.s. presidents placemat, and the u.s. map placemat. this was the source of much debate and amusement. upon an impromptu quizzing from my brother, my mother revealed to us where she believed canada was. apparently, it's a small maryland-sized area off the east coast of massachusetts (i guess where boston harbor is?). my father pointed out mexico for us; it runs along the west coast of california. oh, and guess what? there's a washington STATE, too. and it's all the way over there by california. what's up with that? (we have a cousin who lives in seattle, washington -- and we always wondered why it took him so long to get to our parties)

so, yah. at least now i know where i get it from.




2002-02-07 11:29:45
more talk | less head

oh yeah, did i mention that the talking heads are getting back together? isn't that unbelievable? i'm so excited! apparently, their two-song reunion won't be open to the public, but i'm still thinking i could swing a temporary music job and get in on the ceremony. otherwise, i'll have to watch it on vh1. raj says that tickets are going for $2500 on ebay, but i can't find them (i just want to see). oh goodness, i have to stop gushing. i'm grinning idiotically at my computer. for more info




2002-02-07 00:36:25
i'm a marketing gimp's dream-come-true

i take back what i said about realizing my car is appropriate for me. i have now found the car of my dreams. my brother says he saw an ad for it on tv or something, but i've only seen one paper ad for it on the back of the latest maxim. i don't care if it IS just another marketing ploy! it's working and i love it! doesn't anyone see the resemblance to the manual gray riceboy station wagon i was waxing poetic about earlier?!? look how pretty!




2002-02-07 00:07:58
the all new gid show

um, not much going on. a lot of gid-esque duties. takes all the fun out of my plans to never get married and enjoy my carefree youth. too bad my kids are overgrown oafs whose cute stages i missed.

in other news, i discovered that we do indeed have the learning channel, so now i can watch junkyard wars. this pleases me. good thing it comes after i've already put the kids to sleep ;) also, german class was fun again. i think the novelty might actually last the semester. my teacher's pretty funny, and the guy who sits next to me is a professor of ancient eastern european languages (i dunno -- i tried looking him up to be sure, but then i felt like a stalker and gave up) at american university and very interesting. the rest of the class seems as clueless as me, so methinks we'll probably learn a bit. at least now i finally understand and believe that languages, when used absolutely correctly (grammar IS important -- who knew?) can be very useful communication tools. they're very precise and exact, you know.




2002-02-05 12:55:31

i've been jinxed. no longer do i feel the need to share the inane details of my life with the internet world. or maybe i've just temporarily overdosed -- i tend to do that. you know, extremes and all. also, i'm sick of the bright yellow homepage. ew. what was i thinking? that'll change soon.

very tiring weekend -- but in a good way, i suppose. partying all night is fun at the time, but when you don't wake up until after 2pm the next day, you feel as if the whole day is worthless. i do not think i saw more than four total hours of daylight this weekend, and two of those hours were before i got to bed the night before, if that makes sense. but, it was fun, i guess.

lanette was in town, so saw her friday night and last night. last night was salsa night at lucky bar -- an overall enjoyable experience, actually. even for gringo-me. many people were eager to "help" me learn as a source of entertainment.

saturday night (chronology? what chronology?) was my cousin's birthday party at dream -- that new ridiculously schmansy 5-level club. what a nightmare. no joke. very pretty and classy and all, but i didn't have too much fun until after we left. raj, kenny and i saw this girl as we were walking out, that went to uva and that i kinda' knew. she was crying on her friends' shoulders. i commented on the fact that she is ALWAYS crying (she IS!) and raj proceeded to loudly attempt to comfort her from afar as we drove away (this is after she inexplicably told us to "fuck off" earlier that night). "DORA! DON'T CRY, DORA! IT'S OKAY, DORA! HE'S NOT WORTH IT, DORA!" it was funny, because her and her friends stopped crying just long enough to look around in shock and wonder how the hell that random brown guy knew her name (i was hiding my head under the car seat). i guess you had to be there. and then we went to amphora in herndon. all in all, post-4am saturday night was more fun than all pre-4am partying. and dancing at lucky bar monday was more fun than i'd expected. yah, it just isn't the same. i'm gonna' stop now.




2002-02-01 02:44:24
nick loves porn more than me

why does nick not update? perhaps, i am just getting cocky because my newfound love of rambling online has taken on ridiculous proportions, but come on! nick, would it kill you to stop looking at boobs online long enough to at least tell us about these boobs?




2002-02-01 02:05:20
bend it! bend it!

ooh, also very cool. or maybe i just need to go to bed already.




2002-02-01 01:35:52

i find this really funny. i'd like to make a hindlish version, but i think it's such a large part of my life, that i don't even notice classic examples anymore, so i wouldn't be as "on the ball" (ah, corporate america! what have you done to me?) about recording them. it just seems so natural, especially now. in any case, i really like this stuff -- i know it's meant to be funny (and it is, it is) but it's almost like poetry sometimes. just read it.




so you want more, eh? click away.


all casual-like




sleeping with the fishes


Kurt is up in heaven now.


Yes, I'm still sitting here in Virginia


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


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


bachia takes over the world
payal & harnish get married


pictures pacify the people


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


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


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!




it was to scrape off my old decal


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


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


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


who's that other guy? how old is that pic? what happened to the essentials? who are you people?
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


i was trying to be productive today


cutest pics of three virginians in china EVAR!


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


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


miami nightlife after the monsoon rains


finally we are no one


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


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.


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


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


la cuenta por favor


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

it MUST be big news
congrats kids :)


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


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


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?


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!


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?


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
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!


the site, that is
oh my


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


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


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


i agree with "excess"
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


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


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


just because their email was so... charming.
couldn't have said it better myself
miss you
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...


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!


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.
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


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


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


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


tracking the progress of injured toes


not like alanis
it's amazing what a little hindlish will do to you
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
no new mail
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
nick loves porn more than me
bend it! bend it!


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.


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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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