Thursday, January 28, 2010


so you saw the announcement. for the first time i actually actively refreshed my pages every few seconds to get the live blogging and live twitter or watever updates. now as a technophobe , i don't generally like dpoing that, but in this instance i reaaally needed to procrastinate in the office and pretend i was working.. but not actually work...

so iPad. hmm.. can't say i really like the name. i mean what was wrong with iSlate? that sounds so cool.. like some transformer robot. but iPad? reminds me of my ahem... crazy days of the month. [ yes yes my period, can we grow up? ]

iPad. iPad.. hmmm.

oh well. it still feels like a mutated iPod. iPad.iPod. egad. its getting worse.
i dunno. after seeing the stuff that i'm working on and knowing a bit about the future of this market. i'm ... hmm.. not really impressed?

i mean its ok? but guess i just have impossible expectations. and this isn't gonna change the world or anything.
its another step. doesn't feel like a major leap like the ipod was.
[ can you spell "w-a-l-k-m-a-n" ??? ]

looks like the kindle is out. boy on behalf of the trees, i thank both the maxiPad ...ooops i mean iPad and the kindle for saving our lives.

ps: and b4 u start screaming at me, yes the title was taken from some random comment i saw online about the iPad announcement. aargh i hate that name!!

Monday, January 25, 2010

keEPinG a sTRaiGht FaCe

After years and years of brooding about marriages, poking fun at relatives ( yes including my mum ) and berating the system. now i'm a part of it.

and i always suspected that after the dooms day, i'd not have much to say.

well just as i supsected , hic, i was right.
i'm all out of.. hic, steam.

that reminds me of things that happened while i was back home..
it wasn't too bad. except for the endless line of instructions on how to sit. what to wear, how to stand, how to walk, what to eat. wat to say and what not to do.
it was a continous tug of war, between my free will to live and ppl who wanted me to be the perfect bride. a bridezilla.
yup the perfect bride is a bridezilla.

so i was supposed to take a head bath everyday in under 10 min and tie my wet hair up... to get a headache and ...[ hey! i paid close to half a grand for my awesome hairstyle. u show me the money, before i let u anywhere close to it... ]. but anyways i did.
so i was supposed to wear a bindi, wear bangles, wear a heavy chain and basically be a walking temptation to all thieves. so i did.
so i was supposed to be happy 24x7 even with ppl telling me that my husband would now be my god, and i depended on him for realizing my happiness. [ ok i did not/ could not do that, but i didn't hit them on the head either... so i think i'm even steven ]
so i was supposed to wear sari's every day. well.. ok. i did. but then they were like.. OMG, we can see ur stomach. HELLOoooo its like.. a sari??? and itz umm like HOT?? like a 100 degrees in here.. and helooo its my stomach. even u have a stomach. why the heck are you freaking out ??? heyy.. no touching me.. all hands know shows less skin??? SALWARS or bloomin shirts and trousers... >_<... HEYY i SAID hands off of me!!!

so i was supposed to do this and do that.. and if not, the wrath of hellfire on my head. well mostly the wrath of this ONE aunt of mine.
and after everything was done.
"where's the flowers"
"what flowers"
"you are a bride to be. u gotta have half a kilo of flowers on ur head everyday"
so i did.

and after 3 years of living on my own, on basically being this social outcast and not caring wat ppl said i did and doing my own thing, i found it REEEEAAALLY hard to listen with a straight face and not smacking someone. so i HAVE to thank L, for being there so i cud vent to her. and for being my maid of honor kinds and letting me blow off some steam.

and so i walked around advising my younger cousin sisters to elope and generally trying to create other kinds of mayhem by not combing my hair like they wanted me to.. [ yaaa i'm a rebel, i refuse to plait my hair.. jeez man. haha u can't catch me.. ha! i refuse to eat rice.. i'll starve but won't give in. oh its the little things that make life worth living ]

but otherwise it was good.
note to self: never EVER get married again. or next time, just elope.

sWimmiNG wiTh tHe riGht cOmpANy

i don't understand twitter. i understand wanting to follow some famous personality through their day. yup i'd be interested to know wat AA had for breakfast and if i could have the exact same thing and feel good about myself.

ya riiiiight.

so anyways i kind of fried my computer yest. it started off with a virus ( i think ) or internet explorer. one of the 2. and i tried to fix it by installing something called bit defender. but after that my computer did like... nothing for an hour.. so then i tried to delete symantic.. and a bunch of other stuff. and my computer .. like crashed a couple of times... there was some ... swearing and some ppl got a lil upset ( me )
and finally i ended up doing something after which my desktop does not show up. neither does the taskbar or the quick launch. and then i tried somethign and now i think i deleted the network drivers.

what i REALLY think happened is that symantic and bit defender were having all out war and they fried my computer from the inside. had nothing to do with me going and removing files willy nilly.
oh no no no , not at all.

anyways its a good excuse for me to get ubuntu on my comp.

note to self: swimming with dolphins, sillhoutte. i just like the name of the group coz i want to swim with dolphins too.

sALtY sHorEs

note to self : saltwater room, owl city
nice lyrics.

saw a movie yest. ok i admit it i'm like REALLY behind on my movies.
luck by chance. interesting. its nice to see such movies if only for the fact that they're experimenting. and they found a realistic way of introducing songs into the movie, other than the usual dreaming sequence and sudden cuts away from the story line.

right now i'm thinking that i'm glad i haven't gotten into the habit of calling K , hubby. the word is too close to chubby and dubby. and really.. why wud u put someone u actually like through the embarrassment of being called "Hubby" in public?

i'm thinking i'm also glad that i don't call him "pooh bear"....
seems to be there's a lot i can be thankful for.. and it looks like K has even MORE to be thankful for.

Wednesday, January 6, 2010

NeW wiSHes aRe ThE sAme WisHeS

yes yes i know i'm supposed to be wishing you a happy new yr.

i'm supposed to be doing a lot of other stuff too. like writing my '10 goals and writing this driver software thingy so that the other thingy works.

and i'm supposed to be finding some stuff i really really want, online. like a second hand guitar. < hint hint to anyone who wants to buy me a second hand guitar, here is my address... oh shush u know you'd like free stuff too >

but i don't want to specifically wish you a happy new yr. thats kind of like saying i wish all the ppl i don't know an especially crappy new yr. i mean why can't i just say, i wish the whole world a happy new yr and go back to sleep? makes it a lot simpler doesn't it.

pffft OFCOURSE i'm rambling coz i'm trying to find a way to kill time at work, after i'm done for the day.
get back to watever ur supposed to be doing willya?

oh and i guess i wish you an ecstatic new yr [ just cz u read till here :P ]

i HavE sToPpeD pOsTinG foR tHe paST seVEraL weEkS

laments a true fan....

true true. and while anything i say will just sound like a soppy bunch of excuses [ bunch of soppy excuses? ] , it IS true that the weather has been very very dreary, and i seem to be competing with local bears on how much more sleep time i can clock this winter ( 15 16 14 15.5 hours this last 4 days ).
Even actually managed to weather some pounding on the door from concerned roommate, several calls from ppl wanting to know wat i'm up to [ i'm SLEEPING. now go away ] and missed mealtimes. if that doesn't make me an hororary Oregonian bear, i don't know what will.

meanwhile on the topic of the climate, we have blah.. and just more blah heading towards us for the next 4 months. i toy with the idea of going to the coast to storm watch, even toy with the idea of setting off towards the west till i hit the coast and just throwing myself over [ for the sheer heck of it ].

on the wedding front. like i said last time , a whole bunch of ppl asking me how the wedding was. [ seriously? i've just blocked it from my mind as a traumatic experience. ]
i also made myself highly unpopular by grabbing hold of passing by younger cousins , looking at them with a crazed look in my eye and screaming at them "when its ur turn, for the Love of GOD, ELOPE. run like the wind when they come for you!!! aargh" this was right before they dragged me through another long and leg cramping ritual.

i also did my best to whine, sulk and in-general make my husband's life miserable during the process. just as a precursor to how his life wud be for the next 50 yrs... [ hey u drag me through 40 districts to various places in 2 weeks, i'll just return the favor and make it as unpleasant a journey as possible ]
so we have one month down and 49 years 11 months more of annoying-my-husband-out-of-his-wits-days to go. yaaay!!

aaah marriage... fun....

well so back to the India trip. i didn't keep notes and everything is now just a hazy blur... so i can't tell for sure.. but ofcourse there was drama. ofcourse there was an epic journey leaving tirumala, hours before a total Andhra meltdown, being sick ON that journey and being very filmy about it. and ofcourse there was suspense and comedy and drama and some women got all senti and cried in the wedding. [ i've heard women do that. get emotional i mean ] and ofcourse i almost cried too [ when they removed my headgear, i cud have wept for joy at the sheer relief of it ]

and ofcourse there are pics. and more pics and gifts and wierd pranks that cousins tried to play on us, and flopped unfortunately. [ for them i mean. i mean whoever heard of talcum powder over a fan. that thing disappeared like fairy dust dood ]

then there was the journey back. which was like some purgatory punishment from God, for HE knows wat reason. we stayed back in the darn airport for 24 hrs , i'm sorry am i repeating myself? well watever we got back.

and then i slept for a week and got up 8 days later.

ooooh i never told you bout my crazy uncle's one who dressed up as a very good looking transvestite and the other in a burkha and came to the wedding reception and freaked quite some ppl out. now we know where the crazy gene's come from.
that was fun!