tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-178263242012-02-16T14:31:15.054-05:00I think the title says it all...depends on the mood--my mood!Sweet & Vicioushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14520822901117981953noreply@blogger.comBlogger8871100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17826324.post-38236366341130214162009-08-12T23:03:00.001-04:002009-08-12T23:03:48.188-04:00

Dead.Buried.Finished.The End!

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Walking to work at 8:55am I saw these insane sunflowers in the little pedesterian mall in front of the Flatiron building. They provide FREE WiFi.Z had mentioned them to me last night at Apotheke but DAMN! these massive, plastic flowers are crazy--creating a weird Disney effect.

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Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other

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In Hindi Q--the way we pronounce it in English--means Why?So I find it appropriate that Q who manages a bar in Gramercy and plays pool with the dexterity of a con artist should only begin what is becoming an ongoing questioning of my senses about WHY I waste my time on boys who appear to be men.Q looks remarkably like Z but a bit older and none the wiser. He has a hooked nose and hollow cheeks

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Alright, I'm not sure what number we're at on WCC events but I knew I didn't want to go with 69 and I don't think we're at the 100 mark as yet so I just picked at random...I picked my ideal temperature in F--if you must know.Thursday, I spent the day gathering the ingredients required to prepare a St. Germain cocktail--I found the liquer on E. 89 which saved me a trip to Union Square--I picked up

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Pandora has successfully parsed with accuracy my musical leaning solely using my love for NELLY as the barometer."Based on what you've told us so far, we're playing this track because it features gangsta rap influence, southern rap roots, danceable beats, angry lyrics and explicit lyrics." This was the reason they added Chamillionaire's Ridin' to my list....ha!

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I am taking a moment to air my most fervent of grievances....the double standard!Now, I am never on time. On the record and off...never EVER am I on time. That said, I would never go off on a tanget on any friend of mine who failed to arrive on/at a timely manner to our preset appointment. Clearly, after the half hour mark I would quit waiting if there wasn't a text or phone call to deter me,

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Two of my co-wokers and I hit up Six Flags: Great Adventure on Friday.Due to the rain, the lines weren't horrendous.Rolling Thunder, Scream Machine, Bizzaro, and Skull Mountain were conquered. My little Chinese companion wasn't having any roller coaster action so we rode the carousel and a kiddie train ride that zips around a small track so she could join in the fun. As should be everyone's Six

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Last night, I went to Karen's enagement party at the Beekman Hotel. It was a fancy affair on the 26th floor facing the 59th St. Bridge. A very New York moment for a Chicago debutante heading off to London with her French fiancee.After one River Side and two Beekman's I found myself really enjoying the couples around me. Lauren, looking very Monica Gellar back from her honeymoon; Stella, dressed

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The Canadian wedding stood in sharp contrast to the girlfest of Lauren's big day. I was on the only non-related girl on the groom's side who came alone. The rest were accompanied by husbands, boyfriends, and family.I spent most of my time sorting the boys out. There were four from our college crew still single and entirely unsure of the etiquette surrounding all things wedding.We played a rousing

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This post is so long overdue I almost didn't write it...On May 30, 2009, Lauren got married in Prospect Park. It was a glorious sunny day. A few white chairs were laid out in front of a table with sweetly sour red liquid. The ceremony was short but the happiness it will yield will be long.The reception followed in the picnic house. Both bride and groom were radiant. The bar was open all night. I

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Li & Me at the Lui wedding in OttawaDr. Ho & I! My love for the Canasian begins...Tommy dances with me after my first outfit change of the night.The after party in the groom's suite. No, there were no shenanigans but it was a bevy of boys and moi.

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My first official date with Forbes went aigh. Yeah, I'm usually one for extremes but he just left me feeling AIGH.He picked me up from work. That part was fine. We walked over to the Chelsea art galleries for free wine and to view art. That part could have involved a lot less kissing and a lot more walking. It was raining and he didn't do a great job of keeping the umbrella over my head. Also,

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Sorry I havent emailed earlier. If you do see this moving forward, there is something you should know. I've been seeing someone for a few months, met her last fall. I'm very fond of her sweet nature, and she is extremely tolerant of all my idiosyncrasies (my non-texting policy, among other things). But she is way more invested in the relationship than I am. I've tried to be, but there is a

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Thursday night, Citrine held PRE, their after work happy hour launch party. They were serving complimentary specialty cocktails from 6-8pm so I invited Reba and Cate to join me for some girlie free drinking.My date, who had yet to touch my elbow, two dates in was meeting me there post work.While the girls were getting refills, a group of three guys with suspiciously fake names sidled up to me and

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A few weeks ago, Z and I were headed to watch the 1 man show by Those Indian Guys at the Soho Playhouse when as I crossed 6th Avenue, my sandal broke. It literally fell apart.I blocked the scene from Sex and the City when Charlotte meets Trey and focused instead on all the times I'd been crossing the street alone and sandals had threatened to break but held on.I hobbled and he slowly, calmly

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Last night after work at 10pm, I went to Rogue on 6th Avenue with three instructors who teach at the test prep center I spend my evenings at--working!They self labeled themselves the bi-guy, the pothead, and the dork. So, as you can imagine, the bi-guy looks like an Abercrombie model and gesticulates wildly while giggling occassionally. The pothead bemoans the pitfalls of failed marriage and

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On Friday night, Z and I went to see a play. We'd originally wanted to see D'Arranged Marriage by Those Indian Guys but it was sold out. I've secured tickets for this Friday--review to follow.After attempting many other Off-Off Broadway shows he secured tickets for After Darwin. It was a terrific show. It pays to attend without expectations. The tiny theater was packed with friends and family.

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I woke up at 6:15am this morning to D'Souza's phone alarm followed by my 6:30am alarm blaring me back to consciousness. After a lot of snoozing I crawled out of bed, found Luckey huddled on the couch, readied myself to move my car from it's 8:30-10am parking restricted spot on E. 111 near 2Ave.I decided to drive down to 141 Warren Street to bear witness to Karen and Jed's civil ceremony. However

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Anyone that's had the pleasure of living with me knows that I'm one of THOSE people who listens to a song on repeat in the hopes that it will make me nauseous and I'll be the HELL over it. But with the songs I truly love that never seems to happen, but I do thankfully move on to the next ditty that catches my ear.Currently that song is How do you Sleep? by Jesse McCartney featuring Ludacris.

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Some pictures from the partay in SF. On the left we have Sully and meOn the right that's the Brit with meThat first one is of Rahul and I...

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I was away last weekend--visiting the glorious state of CA--specifically San Francisco.To say I had a good time would be an understatement. The excitement began when I landed and ended after take-off. Li was working so he directed me to BART it to Embarcadero (DT SF) which was a short 30mins away. Once I gathered that you had to insert the money before selecting the destination and a ticket

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Last night, I went to Z's housewarming party at 300 with my co-worker who has been lusting for his 4-bedroom apartment in the building with the rooftop pool. After he gave her the tour and me a glass of wine, she left.While I am a social Sally, I had a moment of uncertainity because I don't actually KNOW any of his friends and certainly did not want to monopolize his attention at a party of this

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The thing that I do that I hate the most is that when a boy calls--a boy with the potential of bo-ing bo-ing--I will drop everything. I absolutely LOATHE this aspect of myself and despite many efforts to curb this natural tendency I fail.Last night was a classic example of why doing said dropping was BAD.I was at Chelsea Market in the Wine Vault at a tasting with my band of merry co-workers.

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So gentle readers, it's been some time since I got any. Unlike the average single girl who freely prowls the streets for fresh man meat, I go the other extreme. Celibacy till proven monogamous...With Spring upon us, it is becoming exceedingly difficult to hold onto morality, though I know my personal CDC will not let me experience new and potentially diseased people so it's that time again to

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So, the unthinkable has occurred.Alright, that's a wee bit dramatic, but I just learned that The Wright Institute in Berkeley is still accepting MA students for their Couseling program. How I learned of this is not relevant. What is relevant is that I promptly mailed out my application and expect my letters of recommendation to go out tomorrow from the CEO at work (yay test prep), Tracey (my bff

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Last night, Z and I went to The Film Forum for a screening of Valentino: The Last Emperor. His idea, not mine.The theater was packed so we sat separately, right aisle seats one row apart. It was that or sitting in the very first row craning our necks back to reduce the effect of being waaaaay too close. While I appreciated the icnonic fashion in the documentary, it was largely wasted on me. I

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I had a crush that lasted 36 hours. I'm usually not so fickle.Yesterday, a boy who came to my half-birthday party whom I work with, become the object of my first crush of 2009. NO spring fling was had.Thanks to my Facebook stalking powers, I unearthed a common friend who was Tommy's ex gf who is now married and lives in Florida. She informed me that he was as genuinely sweet, smart, and good as

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9:30am Woke up earlier than planned sans blaring alarm.10:55am Began walking Luckey across town to 1047 Amsterdam Avenue.11:41am Arrived at The Cathedral of St. John the Divine with Luckey. Stuffed him into oversized handbag.12:04pm Jo, Will, Luckey and I went on an architecturally amazing tour of the biggest cathedral in the United States. We went up the north side stairs--the equivalent of 12

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Alright, so after the skirt incident earlier this week I figured NYC had given me the finger enough for me to be safe till next week...but NO.Post arty party free booze hop with Zayan, we snarfed down some food at Don Giovannni's on 10th Avenue and I insisted we go to Shake Shack since he'd never been there and it was only 9pm on a fabulous Friday evening. Of course, we pass a Mister Softee

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Last night, I was met the tea girls at Tea & Sympathy for a field trip of sorts. So much of tea is about consistency and constancy so this deviation led to unexpected break-throughs.Kelli was absent due to school stress and future husband b'day celebrations. Karen lamented her inevitable move to London--despite her newly discovered love for toffee pudding. Stella forgot her "What do I want out of

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So, I was racing off the crosstown at 23rd Street in a long flowing skirt I bought in India circa 2003. This was my first time wearing it this season/year.A sunny day which should have meant I'd worn my shades and forgone the umbrella but the reverse was the reality. Of course, I was late for work, rushing per usual.A woman steps on my skirt tearing it all the way up to right where my ass ends (

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The sun is shining today. It's still chilly, but the brightness of day is overwhelming.It's been a very good day so far.As I was leaving the apartment, a spot directly outside the steps was available. I raced over to Judy on E. 104 and moved her in time to secure this dream spot. Now she won't have to be moved till I decide I want to go to NJ or some other driving requiring location off the Isle

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I'm not in the habit of being particularly useful in my blog entries, but today I'm inspired to share some information that might make your life easier if you ever find yourself flying out of Islip's MacArthur Airport on Long Island. The likelihood of this is less than slim now that Southwest is beginning service out of LaGuardia Airport this June.If you drive you can park for FREE:Ronkonkoma (

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Saturday night was Lauren's bachelorette party. I spent the day racing. 11:40am Woke up too late and learned my car wouldn't start. Dubiously approached the man in the Subaru, thankfully he had jumper cables, for a jump. His battery was in the trunk--weird--it's not a sports car. His wife came along with two children and did a better job walking us through the process than he managed on his own

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Li Chen, my dear man, is turning the mighty 29 on May 2, 2009.He e-mailed me this afternoon at 2:17pm "Hey! So I was talking to Special K Friday night. She has a free tix on Southwest that expires at the end of May. She was going to sell it to her coworker for $50, so I told her I'll buy it from her and you can use it to fly out to San Fran. BUT Southwest doesn't fly into New York. The closest

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I just got home from a strip club.Yes, the kind with naked girls. Well, girls in thongs....g-strings, whatever the popular vernacular. I'm listening to Steve Miller Band's The Joker on my computer as I type this post. I'm kinda in love with this jam. Late in the game, but that applies to my first time at a strip club too.So, Ram got Tommy, Reba, and I to head over to W. 45th by the West Side

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Early in the evening, I had my Introduction to Modern Psychoanalysis class at the Center for Modern Psychoanalysis. As I disembarked the 6 train at Astor Place as I have over 1000 times in the last 7 years, I felt hope. Seemingly the first time in recent memory, I looked up. I popped into the Starbucks full of NYU students, bought myself a coffee frappuccino and skipped down 8th Street. It was

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Located at 86 E. 10th Street is Black and White bar with an eponymous awning. I have walked by at minimum 1000 times but until today had not been inside. Apparently Hilary Duff was there but I didn't see her--after my 2-second convo with Kirsten Dunst at Niagara whence I learned that she was UNFRIENDLY, I'm not likely to bother with pop starlets.Taurean invited me to join him at a mini high

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Photo Credit to Lauren and her iPhone.This was the only thing I considered purchasing at the flea market on Saturday but the fact that it cost $95 and I didn't have the right outfit to pair it with held me back. Oh, plus the lack of cash and weight of the actual WAR helmet.How do I look with a nose ring? Notice the unstraightened hair--yeegads!

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After an afternoon spent looking at the evolution of American fashion at the Museum at FIT and trolling for vintage at an antique sale that happens every weekend a stone's throw from my test prep world. Stella, Lauren, Jo, and I ambled whilst commenting--a veritable platter of views on everything from corsets to communism.After Jo skipped away to meet a former lover for coffee; Lauren, Stella,

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Friday night, I met Norman and Tommy at M1-5. Well, I met Tommy at our old abode for W&W which used to stand for Weed&Whine then Weed&Wine, now Weed&Whiskey. He was splendid and bought a special bottle of Jack just for the occassion.His current roomie, JMa, who lives in what was once my windowless room (THE CAVE) has a friend staying with them. This southerner, A, with floppy hair and backward

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Last night I went to my first ever Dirty Laundry Loads of Prose reading at the Avenue A Laundromat.The lovely lady responsible for the series, Emily Rubin, was warm and welcoming. Being in the midst of young NYT city writers filled me with a glow reminiscent of the literati followers of yesteryear. I was overcome by an Anais Nin vibe and eager to bask in the glow of communal creativity.One of

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Last night after work I met Dr. Rani at Les Halles on Park for a drink. She'd been insistent that we meet sooner than later and I'd assumed she wanted to show me her ring and tell me she was engaged. I was wrong!When she arrived, late as always, post cig smoke and rapid walking in high heels I noticed the lack of ring immediately. I waited for her to gather her wits and tell me what urgent need

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Given the economy and my overwhelming desire to NOT wake up before 11am, I have decided to augment my part-time job with selling what I already have.NO this is not going to be a post about me turning to a life of prostitution.Though I did after MUCH deliberation rule out a green card marriage...I'm still not 100% clear on why exactly I can't go through with it, but I think it boils down to the

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I cut my hair back in October and meant to donate it to Locks for Love BUT laziness prevailed and I never ended up mailing it out.So, I've had dead cells sitting my shelf awaiting direction. So pressed as I am for cash these days, I've decided to SELL it in lieu of donation. After all when have I professed an adoration of children. NEVER.Hair Trader which I found on Ask Jeeves appears to be a

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The sun is shining. The birds are chirping. The weather is warming up.Last night, post tea, Jo and I were walking across town. The marrieds had been catching us up on wedding things and while a rapt audience we were not, we were good friends. We're excited for them. A new chapter. A new life. Getting what they always wanted with the one they wanted. Achievements all around. So Jo says to me, "I'm

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Last night, I went to the William Alanson White Institute of Psychoanalysis on the UWS to hear Dr. Philip Bromberg read from his latest paper on truth in the International Journal of Psychoanalysis.It was a refreshing experience from an academic and psychoanalytic perspective. The array of grey/frizzy haired analysts filling the room warmed my heart's deepest recesses. I was strengthened by the

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Z collected me after my Introduction to Modern Psychoanalysis class at the Center for Modern Psychoanalysis on W. 10th Street this evening. We hopped the F on W. 4th to Rockwood Music Hall for our weekly culture club outing (WCC).Caleb Hawley was followed by Zach Hurd--both John Mayer meets Beck musicians--the band that went onstage post solo boy angst music was a bit too loud for our Jack on the

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On Tuesday night, I met Jo and Will on the UWS at Malaysian Grill for some amazing Curry Mee with Shrimp at a cheap $6.95, followed by a fabulous amble down Riverside Park to the Soldiers & Sailors monument.Will, the lone wanderer, Jo and I met on NYE in Central Park has become a monthly fixture in our lives. Last month, he introduced us to his favorite veggie Indian spot in Murray (Curry) Hill:

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I apologize for my long absence loyal readers.Whilst I was away from providing you with updates on my life as you know it. 2009 quickly became the year of rejection.I applied to and have been rejected from UNC Chapel Hill's Clinical Psychology Doctoral Program.I applied to and have been rejected from Teach For America. I wanted to get placed in San Francisco so Li Chen, Special K and I could

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I am the queen of procrastination.Never was this more clear than the last 6 weeks. Ever since I got back from India the internet in my apartment has been BROKEN. I finally called Time Warner yesterday whence I learned that they have a store on E. 23rd Street which I actually have walked by every day for almost 3 months and never noticed. So in addition to procrastination I am also OBLIVIOUS.

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Last Thursday was a busy day.I had lunch with Taurean at Earl Biddy's on Murray Street, followed by watching Norman eat lunch at Flavors Cafe on Broadway and finally hauled ass to midtown to enjoy a snack in the DPW cafeteria with Ester who is preggers. Clearly I was a bit late to work but not late enough to get in any trouble.Taurean was excited for his trip north with the new woman in his life.

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Last night, I was at Greenwich Treehouse post work with Jo, Tommy, Reba (T's sis), and Tessie (T's ex) because Devon (T's cousin) was bartending. Tom made the mistake of blurting out my new obsession with shooting Jack Daniels. Now, I think that's an overstatement but as of Monday night I have switched allegiances from vodka to whiskey....or bourbon in this case. So, in the name of all that is

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Check out this Perez Hilton Post on Kirsten Dunst!Tommy and I were at the bar while this happened. I can vouch for the fact that K.D is not friendly. I can also say that she ROCKS at Buck Hunter. The guy in the pic next to her befriended Tommy and I. He was out with his gf (who snapped the shot) and cousin (whose wife just gave birth to their first kid yesterday)--we're all facebook friends now.

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Zayan and I are going to http://chelseamarket.com/rooftopfilmsinthemarket/happenings/rooftopfilmsinthemarket,21609" Chelsea Market> today for a viewing of Full Battle Rattle. Apparently there is a band playing pre or post show.I love our Weekly Culture Club (WCC) activities...Yay ex!

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A few short months ago, I had posted a series of options I planned to actualize on for the Fall semester--despite no longer being a student--now that the Spring semester, despite the winter weather, is upon us I'm back in that boat.Last year, didn't turn out according to plan. While this year just kicked off, it appears to be following suit.So far, zero interviews for grad school...which can only

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Today, the cricketeer added me as a friend on Facebook. Figured I should post a pic so you could see for yourself that he is a fine specimen of Indian masculinity. Tall, lean, cricket-playing, left-hand side driving, enormous sunglass wearing 21-year old hottie who picked ME in a club.

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I called a Meru Taxi to pick me up at 8:30am for my day of training with the Bombay Psychiatric Society in Goregoan. Roughly a 30 minute drive from my grandparents flat in Bandra West. Shantram, my trusty driver, was a quiet man with a wiry moustache and receding hairline. On the return trip at 3:30pm, the 30 minute ride stretched to 45 minutes and somewhere past Bandra-Kurla complex my laborious

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I'm playing up the coy angle: family shame and all that. The last thing I want to do is undo my first fling by him figuring me to be loose, albeit in the Indian context. I suppose to some extent a club kiss has already sealed my fate in that regard but I'm trying to seek out the age old "alcohol is poison" bit and rebuild myself as an, albeit, foreign Indian. It's hard to ignore that he does

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So I checked out his stats....no that is NOT code. I actually looked up his score stats on Cricket Info where I learned he was 21! He was born in 1987. JESUS---I'm a cradle robber! I told my grandparents I was going to watch my cousin play football and gave the driver hush money to drop me off to meet the Cricketeer for coffee. We got coffee at this local chain called Barista--it was full of

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Alright, so his name is Anand...yes, I know...another A-named Indian to my growing list. We're going to get coffee this afternoon. He's called me roughly 6 times in the last 12 hours. I couldn't have choreographed a better fling. He lives in another state (Madhya Pradesh) and he's here just for the week to play cricket at this exclusive cricket club (M.I.G) my uncle belongs to--so I can get in to

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So, I just got home from a night of clubbing in India...and legitimately THE hottest guy in the club hit on me. Despite my self-assured ways...that never happens to me. I was with my oldest friend in the world at Hawaiin Shack--a chill four-storey "club" in Bandra (W)--with four of her guy friends and two of her girlfriends. We paid Rs. 1000/couple to get in which allotted each couple a booklet

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Lau,So, you told us we better have something quality to report back and through NO doing of our own, we actually DO! After two more songs with the band that spanned the style from the second half of the 21st century, we left Rockwood Music Hall and headed to King's Cross (formerly M&R Bar below Marion's). While we sipped our beer, the following bathroom related events transpired:1) I had to avail

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8pm Dinner at Tiffinwallah Tea girls and their future husbands10pm Bowery Poetry Club Shadz of Red12am Rockwood Music Hall AKI is the Glue Live

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Three days into the New Year, I'm a poster child for Nancy Regan's Nike campaign:No ex sex. No ice cream. No drunken displays of debauchery. No beer pong. No fun =(That's not entirely true, it's not that it's been un-fun. Perhaps, I need to re-evaluate my definition of fun or perhaps I need to snap out of my den of disinterest to re-engage with this wanton world.I've been walking around with my

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Last night, I was rudely awakened and lay awake to hear most of the fight between my building's super, who shares the basement with me--the only other apartment on this subterranean level--and his girlfriend. Not sure if it was the actual volume of angry epithets or Luckey's annoyed barking that made me aware of these unpleasant goings-on. The actual fight lasted about forty minutes and I

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I hope to read at least these books in 2009:DreamlandWhen We Were OrphansThe Ten-Year NapMatingA Suitable BoyHullabaloo in the Guava OrchardBombay, Meri JaanDreams From My FatherDuma KeyAnathemScarpettaBook of the Dead

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Jo joined Luckey and me in Central Park at 10:40pm on New Year's eve with two bottles of wine and her high school pal--currently stationed in Germany--yay US Army.We picked up a Norwegian couple, a lone German dude, and Mr. Talk to Me all on our quest for Belvedere Castle. We watched the fireworks, cheered on NYRoad Runners making the 4-mile loop their first of many Central Park runs in 2009,

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January-Trip to Bombay...sublet apartment.February-Grad School Interviews...Philly/DC TripsMarch-Boston TripApril-Acceptance! School selected.May-Lauren's WeddingJune-Clui's Canadian WeddingJuly-Norman's WeddingAugust-Move! Start Graduate SchoolSeptember-Gary's Wedding in St. Louis...Halle's Wedding in NH...Vegas turns 2!October-Turning 29! Luckey is 4!November-Home for

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Believe in the goodness of others.Give up ice-cream.Attend graduate school. Invite love into my life.Visit my grandparents in India.Listen to my Mother more.Save up for a Euro-trip in '10.Spend more time reading.Develop a new hobby: Quilting!Devote a day to service every month.Taste Nigerian cuisine.Try harder!

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That title of this post reads, Christmas Past, btw. I recently added the Hindi translation feature so figured I'd give it a go.Tracey was conspicuously absent from my annual holiday journey home. She's in Florida assisting the family of one of her students vacation. I've received many picture texts with text highlighting her fear and loathing of cartoons come to life.It was a quiet Christmas.

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I'm a Grinch. At least this year, I am.I was asked to take down a previous post. A post that came from my heart--as a representation of my feelings about an event that took place in my life--but clearly another party was implicated because I am not an island. So my reaction to the event was viewed as exposing this other party's personal life which was deemed unacceptable.Now, I have never granted

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I'm not one to get bogged down in the details of the future. Exhibit A: My life.However the spree of engagements this year that are leading to weddings next year, might finally be getting to me. IN general, I'm a bit of a commitmentphobe--not in relationships per se--but in making decisions about my future. Exhibit B: My career. Hmm, what career?Exactly!So, the five ceremonies I've already

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I was asked to take down this post by V.So I have.I'm not happy about it but it was phrased as a request, if not fulfilled, would be measured as a sleight against him.I'm not taking this down.Hope you're happy.

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Today, Taurean made me breakfast. It was the first time in my 28 years on this planet that a man cooked me breakfast. Clearly, chefs and cooks at restaurants don't count for these purposes.He added water to the organic eggs and cooked them in a high-priced skillet. He even applied organic jam to my seven-grain toast. The cheddar wasn't sharp and the spinach was perfectly cooked with garlic to

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Last night, I was in Park Slope at a couples party. There were three other single women at this party but no single men. A fact that made me feel like I didn't deserve any more Christmas wishes. Can I just say 'tis NOT the season for me! I am not into meeting someone right now. A statement I haven't uttered since I hit puberty, but a true statement nevertheless.Additionally, as the party crested

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I’ve been thinkin’ ’boutAll the times you told meYou’re so full of doubtYou just can’t let it beBut I knowIf you keep comin’ back for moreThen I’ll keep on tryin’Keep on tryin’And I’ve been drinkin’ nowJust a little too muchAnd I don’t know howI can get in touch with youNow there’s only one thingFor me to do, that’s toTo get home to youAnd I feel so satisfied whenI can see you smileI want to

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....Way past.

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British-bred Maya Arulparasm, Sri-Lankan, singer/songwriter/graphic artist has a past checkered by political strife. Her father established the Eelam--the Tamil student group that raised hell in Sri-Lanka. I learned about them from Love Marriage by Sugi V.G...Jo's friend who once came to tea.M.I.A's song Paper Planes has taken the radio by storm. She has a lot of influences in her music but it's

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If you haven't already, get yourself to the theater to watch Slumdog Millionaire.If you haven't yet, fall in love...unswerving love.Because healing from heartbreak means you're ready to get your heartbroken all over again. Do it.

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Today, I was talking to Tracey--as I oft do, but have not as much off late, given her myriad of jobs and my lackluster attitude towards my phone--and we had an interesting discussion about exit strategies.Her argument was that in relationships we should never lose sight of the exit stategy. People change. Things change. Best to be prepared.My argument was that if you always have an out how

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I was on the crosstown bus on 96th street after REACH (a mentoring program through the Goddard Riverside Community)this evening when I heard this heartwarming seasonal exchange:Older black woman to much older white man: Sir, please have my seat!Younger white man silently vacates his window seat. Old white guy: Thank you, that's very kind.Two blocks later, as the old white dude gets off, the black

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Tomorrow, I am joining my mother's husband on the UWS for a taping of my dogs under his care. As a veterinary chiropractor he has been invited to perform his craft on television. Luckey and Vegas are fortunate patients who will be aired as part of his segment.Yay! Hopefully I'll be able to link to the video once it's available.

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I haven't talked much about my family in this medium. Part of the reason being that they have factored less in my life over the last 10 years than they did in the first 18 but another salient point is to protect their collective dignity--no, thankfully they don't read this little outlet for my neurosis. Clearly this preface reveals that I will now proceed to air decades of dirty laundry and

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To know me is to know my friends. While I don't often admit to being utterly shaped by my environment--a hapless homo sapien--it's not invalid. I'm framed by the people I place on pedestals of varying heights in the largest chamber of my brain--the one wholly dedicated to interpersonal relations.Ditha (my former NYC roomie and Indian sorority gal pal who ran off to Tollywood and now resides in

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I haven't been on a date for the better part of the year....well, that's not true. I was on a date just last month with that disaster from Jersey City. But I haven't had a standing Sat. night date in over a year. Yes, despite living with D'Souza the first quarter you will recall we never actually DID anything outside our apartment after the initial weeks of wooing early in 2007. Lesson learned,

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1. You break promises...over and over again.2. Your lack of empathy.3. Your single-mindednes, sole goal, ambition.4. Your ability to shut off your feelings immediately and completely.5. Your anger, built up from years of abuse, and your unwillingness to deal with it.6. Your lack of respect for women: treating them as objects, transient to your taste.7. Your controlling nature based on your belief

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Last night, I came home at 10:52pm to discover that the electricity in my abode had been turned off. I had not been notified that this would happen. I have my bills set to auto-pay using a paperless online system. Clearly, my bills are paid and for tha matter paid ON TIME.I call ConEd's emergency number to discover that they shut down their computerized system between 11pm-1am for daily updates.

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Love's Philosophy --Percy Bysshe ShelleyThe fountains mingle with the riverAnd the rivers with the ocean,The winds of Heaven mix for everWith a sweet emotion;Nothing in the world is single,All things by a law divineIn one spirit meet and mingle - Why not I with thine?See the mountains kiss high HeavenAnd the waves clasp one another;No sister-flower would be forgivenIf it disdained its brother;And

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"When one door of happiness closes, another opens; but often we look so long at the closed door that we do not see the one which has been opened for us." - -- Helen Keller "Time you enjoy wasting, was not wasted."-- John Lennon"Some cause happiness wherever they go; others whenever they go."-- Oscar Wilde "Three grand essentials to happiness in this life are something to do, something to love,

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Do you believe, in what you seedo you believe in realitydo you believe in the sun that’s brightdo you believe in the stars in the nightDo you believe in the birds that flydo you believe in clouds and the skydo you believe in wind that flowsdo you believe in moon that glowsdo you believe in lightDo you believe the spoken worddo you believe the things you’ve hearddo you believe in the final

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Hope is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul, And sings the tune without the words, And never stops at all, And sweetest in the gale is heard; And sore must be the storm That could abash the little bird That kept so many warm. I've heard it in the chillest land, And on the strangest sea; Yet, never, in extremity, It asked a crumb of me.

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