2002-10-31 20:12:45
i am brown

could i pass for e.t.?




2002-10-31 15:26:48
shalini is by urgent request

so, i was stuck in approximately 4 hours of outlook training (because there's no way that a group of web developers could figure out how to use basic microsoft software on their own) and sra benefits orientation yesterday. and, knowing what a notorious (yet selective) narcoleptic i am, i forced myself to keep busy to stay awake. i did a bit of writing, and i figured i could post random bits of it, since i haven't blogged in a while (so, now i'll be typing up stuff i already handwrote -- backwards, eh?). besides, i really need that last underwear post to not be the first thing you see when you visit shaliniland...

i went to boston this past weekend. unfortunately, due to poor planning on my part, i missed my brother, who was back in dc for the protests. at least the 'rents weren't bored. in any case, boston was fun. no pictures, no crazy stories, but some good times spent catching up and re-bonding, relaxing and other such generalized laziness. we stayed @ maxine's; the ranks included: myself, lanette, homaira, max, raj, greg, dave, margot, chloe, sonia, ethan and the kiwi. there were others interspersed throughout the weekend, but those were the main troublemakers. boston is the new novurbia.

also, sammy got sprayed by a skunk last week. it was funny until he wandered back into the house. then all sorts of hysteria ensued, while my parents insisted that we had a gas leak, burning rubber in the fireplace (why they were sure of it worries me), rotton seaweed in the fridge, and/or severe gastrointestinal problems. no one believed me and sammy about the skunk, until we gave him a bath and the smell "disappeared."

sachin has been up to all sorts of wild world-saving activities. check out:

on a more superficial and self-centered note, what should i be for halloween? email me. don't make me be mother nature again.

shalini is the teen sensation about to be launched into a market that has not ever seen a musical star




2002-10-21 17:02:15
basic adult survival

i'm out of clean underwear. so, this morning i decided i would just wear bathing suit bottoms instead. they are extremely uncomfortable. aside from the fact that they pinch and pull in terrible ways just because they're spandex, i've also gained a considerable amount of weight in the past year. any normal person would have realized this before putting them on. before leaving the house, at least. not me. is this something they would've taught me in home economics if i hadn't taken shop instead? there's got to be a reason every other normal girl (or even adult) can function on this basic level, while i am left with the circulation in my right leg completely cut off.




2002-10-12 18:27:09
it's a good thing daddy runs the vacuum empire

my mother's brilliant observation of the day (upon entering the sixth starbucks to pop up within a two-mile radius of our home):

wow, starbucks is doing really well. no wonder they keep opening up new ones all over the place. i didn't think people liked coffee.




2002-10-11 09:37:10
another reason





2002-10-10 14:24:19
hear me? hear me! i need sugar in my tea!

ah, the yuppy life. how easy it is to settle in and forget. what to do, what to do?




2002-10-09 15:53:45
telecommuting spoiled me. bad telecommuting.

gah. i've actually forgotten how to survive the workday without 3 daily naps. and i thought i'd weaned myself off coffee through sheer willpower. ha. i'm already back up to 3 cups a day (one for each missing nap, i guess). but, i have gotten quite good at napping while standing on the metro. i've only missed my stop once. and, for the record, i've only tried to go down the escalator the wrong way once (it was that day i had no naps OR coffee).




2002-10-06 15:33:34
vestri matris dat bonus caput capitis

i ran into someone i knew a long time ago recently. somewhat randomly. i emailed another old friend about it, because it was so funny. his response was cute enough to warrant world-wide-recognition:

Sam Teetlet*! Small world, I guess. I remember when he and Zach were trying to figure out how to say "your mother gives good head" in Latin.

oh yah, and it brought back fond memories of the times i spent 4 hours/day on a school bus with 14-year-old geeks ;) they provided me with all the love, guidance and entertainment a confused little indian-girl-geek could ever need. they made me who i am today. <sigh>

* anagrammed to protect the potentially sensitive




2002-10-03 09:13:56
flailing helplessly

for those of you wondering at home, i have indeed started my new job. and those of you who used to work with me will not be surprised (nor will anyone else, really) to learn that i have already somehow managed to convince everyone here that i'm a first-class weirdo. aside from the fact that eleven months of working from my gloomy cavern of a room with sammy as my only sensible company has rendered me completely socially incompetent, i was also asked to describe myself. that is no good. my sweet orientation leader just wanted me to send her an email about myself, where i went to school, where i used to work, and my hobbies. i sent her this (she sent out a slightly nicer version to the whole company by way of introduction):

shalini anand:
- 24 years old
- graduated from uva, 2000, b.s., mechanical engineering
- used to work at (now wachovia)
- likes to eat, read, and sleep
- has been spending way too much spare time lately working on feel-good non-profit websites to absolve herself of sins associated with selling out to the corporate/yuppy world
- has never had to "dress-up" for a job before, and will surely be a constant source of amusement as her complete lack of fashion sense shines through (colleagues at her last job forcibly retired her fadedblacktshirtandjeans-look)
- shalini has no hobbies. when she develops one, you WILL hear about it.

what can i say? it was early in the morning. and i think i'm so desperate to have an old-fashioned water-cooler conversation that i'm coming off as strange and pathetic. i'm trying too hard. but, i guess that's better that falling asleep in my cubicle.

also, i think i've done something to that spot between my right eye and nose. it's very sore. if i broke my nose again, it'll be a wonderful opportunity for me to create another photo essay tracking the healing process. yay.




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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