A N N A J O H N ' S D I A R Y

anna, ennis. ennis, anna!

omg!  do you KNOW how much i love ennis?  i love him sooo much, that even though i was sicker than a DOG last night, even though i haven't been able to get out of bed all day for fear of getting violently sick again, even though i got no sleep last night...

i'm up and out of bed.  the curling iron has been fired up.  the closet is being ransacked.

i get to FINALLY MEET ennis, IRL.   wheeeeeeeeeeeee!  after today, i will know a majority of mutineeers!  i think i'm the only one who'll be able to say that! 

abhi and apul...you're so NEXT.   :D

now if you'll ex-squeeze me, i'm late!  for a wery important date! 

p.s.  what is UP with the smithsonian being the joint where i connect with the blogosphere's netizens?  first krusty last weekend...now this!  ;)

get well card in haiku

oh, john abraham...

take better care of all that

hotness, would you please?

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From Rediff.com:

John Abraham sustained minor injuries during the shooting of Karan Johar's production, Kaal, near the famed Jim Corbett National Park in Ram Nagar, Kumaon, Uttaranchal.

...John was injured when he fell down during a shot on November 22.

the funny thing is, i don't even follow bollywood. i heard about john abraham via Fster, from some 16-year old's gushing profile where she declared her eternal lust for him. i googled him, and immediately understood why. so what if i've never seen one of his phil-ims? he's on my team! and even if he wasn't, look at them ABS!!

november 23

lastest SM post of mine: something on the smartest kid in india. i felt like quite the retard after writing it.

headache: no

last smackerel: fake chinese food with black bean paste, chili sauce, and lots of edamame
last libation: plain old water

i 'mell like: oranges and nivea.

fave quote of day: "well, i had been so worried about you-- i called veena, she said you must be fine...b/c you put up a fotolog..." ~moms :)

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janani made my night-- after my reluctant carping all over her comments section, she actually put a feed on her blog! this is huge, b/c now i can read her via my BLOGLINES! still don't get it? this means i'll read her DAILY vs weekly. if you're not on bloglines yet, you don't know what you're missing. /end unpaid testimonial ;)

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i haven't had a mobile in over four days, and i'm shocked at how happy this has made me. i got my first cell phone in 1991, and i think the novelty has worn off. either that or i'm getting cantankerous, and i no longer wish to be so accessible. whatever it is, i didn't miss the cellie anywhere near as much as i assumed i would. i once had 1100 peak minutes per month...i haven't used more than 300 in a long while. so that's what i've switched to-- 300 peak, sprint-to-sprint and evenings that commence at 7pm. this means i'm going to be a lot less interested in speaking to you, unless:

1) it's night. or weekend. or both.
2) you have sprint, too. woo-hoo ankur and veena!
3) i called you.

i reeeeally prefer email. or text message. is that any surprise, considering my relationship with words?

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i was supposed to be in bed three hours ago, but i felt so much pressure to put an SM post up...and then "Bridget Jones" came on...and that movie is like crack for my eyes. finally, i was all like..."well damn. if i'm up, i might as well type in my diary". and there you have it.

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in closing, i canNOT resist, i must excerpt something someone dear (who is 23) wrote on their LJ about SALTAF this weekend:

Sunday: ...We stayed for the panel discussion after the film and i noticed a fellow blogger in the audience...Anna (of) http://anna.typepad.com. We decided to all get together for drinks afterwards...me, her, her friend, and Grant.

I had a lot of fun...it was interesting bonding about similar strict childhood experiences and yacking about random things in malayalam...and talking about the other people you're with knowing they don't understand you...mwhahaha...j/k

You'd never guess her age by looking at her. I hope i'm that fun and exuberant when i'm 29/30. Grant actually thought she was younger than me, lol. Could be the shorty-short catholic schoolgirl skirt, stockings and high-heeled mary janes...rowrrr!

yep. that's my standard uniform. :D now if you'll excuse me, i have to go blush. true to her awesome nature, she made me way cooler than i actually be. thanks, krusty. :)

i am not a .swf, damn it

Which File Extension are You?

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i was originally .cgi, but i have no idea what that is, so i tried again. also, this site may have pop-ups. my ad-aware was going ballistic while i had it up, so i have a feeling that it was the culprit...unless the BBC and TypePad have decided to get *really* annoying...

as always, please feel free to leave your results in the comments :)

november 20

latest SM post of mine: this is so fcuking funny-- it's about Julie Ann Titus of ANTM fame and a certain fashion designer...you MUST read it.

headache: yes

last meal: amsterdam falafel-- this is my new addiction
last drink: pear nectar. ridiculously succulently cravingly yummy.

i 'mell like: spearming/eucalyptus aromatherapy shtuff and nivea.

fave quote of day: "but why were his balls smooth?" ~KP on the sexually explicit reading we had to endure. though i double-dog-dared him, he did NOT pose this question during the Q+A :D

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i. am. windicated.

WINDICATED.

for my irrational loyalty to so-not-funny-anymore-SNL...i have been repaid, abundantly. this jackpot was especially welcome on a night like tonight, when i SHOULD HAVE BEEN IN BETHESDA celebrating a very special birthday. sigh.

but back to the event that kissed my boo-boos and made them all okay...

you see, U2 was the musical guest on SNL. i really don't need to type more...but i will, b/c like john kerry, i just can't shut up when it's good strategery to do so. hey, let's have a list!

REASONS WHY WATCHING U2 IS WAYYYY BETTER THAN ANYTHING ELSE ON A SATURDAY NIGHT:

1) um, it's U2. sheesh.

2) Bono is wearing creepers!!!! i haven't seen those since HIGH SCHOOL.

3) Bono mocks Assley Simpering's trainwreck by repeating "Live!" several times before singing.

4) Bono runs away from the obligatory group hug that ends each show to SING AN UNPRECEDENTED THIRD SONG! :o

5) the. song. is. "I will follow", a tune i adore so hard, i named my diary blogroll after it--look to the right.

6) U2 rocks the dust right off this classic joint.

7) Bono hugs Amy Poehler while singing the last few words, she's crying (i would be, too!) and he kisses her on the cheek when he's done. I'm swooning.

8) Bono runs up to a camera and says "Saturday Night Live...there's nothing else like it..." and then he yells "Live" a few MORE times to insult that dyed twit further

9) just when this CAN'T get any better, and i'm grinning so broadly my ears hurt, U2 starts playing another song as the audience goes nuts...i can't WAIT to hear which classic it will be...but i'm filling with dread, b/c the show is usually over by now...but, but...it's...U2. surely they are not this stupid?

...and then NBC cuts the blessed sound, flashes the production logo thing, and i scream at my television.

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now i am vexed, and i am in no mood to tell you about my magical day at SALTAF. it was full of south asian authors, professors, theater and thinkers...all in one grand room at the Smithsonian, edifying the diesels right off of me. you KNOW you are itching to hear more...i mean, this is DC. that fairly guarantees drama, since i'm back after two years. oh, and drama there was. but screw that, there was sweetly fulfilling goodness, too and that deserves WAY more air-time.

so. i had wanted to pay proper tribute to SJM, netsap-pres extraordinaire...Prashant, who's even more brilliant in person and my new best friend Kishan, who kept me sane during some...challenging moments. they deserve brilliance, not the gnashing of my teeth and the muttering of curses at NBC. sigh. i'm going to focus on the positive vs the very negative network that SUCKS.

for example: though SJM was SO BUSY running things, he STILL managed to take care of me, like the true sweetheart he is. he totally deserves some groupie love. perhaps i'll try to tell you all about this tomorrow...after all, the festivities start in less than nine hours...SALTAF is a *two*-day event. ;)
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confidential to little nik: you are the sweetest thing. wow. i have no words.
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must remember: to ask manish about N, see if squirrel is feeling better, apologise again to julie (happy birthday!!!) and check in on my fave doctor in chicago.

november 17

latest SM posts: kashmir, rolls royces. you should look at the latter just for the picture.

two HUGE things i did today, that i've been putting off: cancelling my CA checking account, cancelling my gym membership. well, i didn't actually get to CANCEL either, the former b/c i still have a wee bit of money in it, and i need to spend it first via checkcard...the latter b/c i need to fax them some whining in writing. but i called! and followed through! and that's huge!

eh...

i made indian food tonight. yeah, i was feeling THAT well.

time for a picture, that'll distract you:

that's my cousin Cindy from philly. she's a sweetie. that and i have a THING for chiffon saris. anyway, i am so exhausted. freely find final wedding fotolog here. go, and comment. if you love me, that is...

tomorrow? i see reena for the first time in over two years. :)

AIM as succinct movie review

theProfessor: Saw Alfie last night, not a great movie, but you

might enjoy it. It's half about NYC and fashion, you get to see Jude

Law dress up in all of these high fashion clothes.

It's like soft core gay porn, with alot of straight fem soft core

thrown in.

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my eyes hurt from all the rolling

further

evidence

that

people

who

want

britney

spears

are

morons

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november 13

new features or changes on this webpage that you will probably neither notice nor care about:

1) NaNoWriMo button with little bird on it...

2) "bug me not" button...a most awesome resource that lets you bypass stupid mandatory web registrations.  for example:  i NEVER used to read the LA Times, b/c i didn't feel like giving them all of my info...now i just go to bug me not, type in www.latimes.com and a login is immediately available.  so genius.

3) chococat/sanrio button.  self-explanatory.  fan for 3 decades and counting...

4) blogshares button- if you've ever felt like checking this bizarre game out, feel free.  i avoided it for a year, and now i'm kicking myself.  anyway, this just tells you i'm listed on this fun, fake stock market where blogs are companies (and that means i have a three blog empire).

5) bloglet has been fixed-- if you were wondering what happened to it.  perhaps you are wondering (though most likely not) what is bloglet?  it's a way for you to be emailed whenever this page is updated, w/a link back here, etc.  it's how i kept track of Abhi before i started using bloglines. :)

6)  finally-  inspired by someone in new york who was looking for the ancient diary entry where i quoted the translation to the "ek ladki" lyrics in ENGLISH, and couldn't find them: you can now search this entire site via google.  scroll down to the absolute bottom of the page, enter something like "pixies", et voila.  every pixies reference i ever made, either here OR on HERstory OR /closet...it only returns results from anna.typepad.com/*.  that's huge.  makes things way easier. i love when blogs have that, so i can easily refer back to something that isn't springing immediately to my feeble memory. (the fact that i try and keep track of almost eighty blogs doesn't help).

oh yeah, and though this wasn't my intention for setting it up, b/c i don't like how it's formatted, more google text ads show up on top of your search results, which apparently provides me with more opportunities for revenue.  supposedly, this could make me rich one day.  (ha.) 

[you know, i still haven't received a SINGLE check...b/c i'm at $99.00.  sigh.  that damned last dollar...they only give you rupees if you reach $100.] 

{ah, my highly unlikely dream of getting paid to blog/write...}

<and...i'm out of brackets!>

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that is all.  i had to fix poorly lit wedding pictures from last weekend before putting them up on fotolog, and then i sent ten jpegs from the reception to my sister, per her request.  i am exhausted from all the paintshop pro-ing i've done during these last 4+ hours.  ugh.

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star jones is a tacky, tacky whore who must be stopped.  she's rich enough to have a three-story penthouse in nyc, but she wants people to donate crap/sponsor her wedding.  also (and this was her first sin) she's going on and on about it, as tina fey so wryly put it tonight, as if she's "the first person to ever get married!"  bleh.  i read an article where she kept going on and on about how deeply religious she is, and how it's all about G-d.  riiiiiiight.  i wonder whose advertising is on her bible?

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my neck hurts. 

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i made a button.  :)  steal it!

i'll tell you how, if you need me to... ;)

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