(c)old & bitter

i feel like crap.

i just hung up on a telemarketer. i wouldn't have gotten so frustrated, but we had actually started arguing. usually telemarketers politely say good-bye when you tell them you aren't interested, but this girl was hardcore selling! she had a retort for every excuse i had. after 10 minutes i had to just hang up...

maybe this wouldn't have happened if i wasn't in constant pain. my hip has turned arthritic, and is now causing my other hip and my back to hurt. i went to patient first (after MUCH deliberation and consultation with my insurance company and PPO). they took x-rays and said they couldn't tell if my hip was cracked or just looked like it was. they'll get back to me, and in the meantime i am to take lots of NSAIDs and am not to exercise. this is hard for me-- usually i remedy my pain with exercise...

i saw a man at the priceclub who had no arms and legs. what his life must be like-- i really shouldn't be complaining about my temporary lot.

i also inspected the chinatown bus today. richmond has no chinatown, so the bus leaves from downtown. i think it would be more appropriate for it to leave from the cluster of chinese stores on horsepen...

you don't take visa???!

the semester is over! now what do i do for 5 weeks? the plan is to reorganize and streamline my living space. and be lazy. and sleep alot. oh yeah, and find an internship.

i celebrated the end by going out to dinner last night to mamma zu (with lucy). this is an italian restaurant in richmond with a good reputation. however, they don't take reservations and only accept payment in AMEX or cash.

i satisfied my dining out requirement (=order something you can't make at home) with the zuppa di pesce. basically a bowl of pasta with many types of seafood over it-- clams, oysters, mussels, shrimp, rockfish, squid, and others i can't name. it was delish.

check came, and of course being products of the modern age who rely on plastic, we did not have nearly enough cash on us to pay the bill. luckily-- ha-- i had my checkbook. the waiter did not want to take the check, but he didn't have much choice now, did he? it felt very early 1990s to be writing a check. like my mom at ukrop's.

there's a thai restaurant inthe west end who doesn't take checks anymore. too many bounced. they put photocopies of all the bounced checks on the wall by the cash register. i hope mine doesn't end up at mamma zu.

I love NPR

lately i have questioned, what was my life like before NPR? ALOT of top 40!

today on NPR I heard two India-related stories. first was an interview with so-and-so Mehta who had just completed a book on Mumbai. he talked about the BJP, the RSS, Hindutva, and (not in a related manner) Bollywood. The 2nd story was an interview with an Irish(?) researcher who stayed in a brothel in Calcutta. She gave cameras to the kids and got them to take pics. you can see the pics here
http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=4205049

at first i was jealous to hear these stories-- why can't I be in India? Then i remembered a brothel is no fun, and neither is writing. I was angry bc I want to be working on something South Asia related. So, main objective of internship-search is to have it involve India. If anyone has any ideas, please let me know.

other notes, econ exam went well. again my belief that one should not interrupt daily rituals (sleeping, gym, bathing, etc) in order to devote more time to studying. papers, however, are a different issue.

in the beginning...

in an extreme fit of procrastination i have created this blog.
i've always wanted to keep a diary, but unfortunately i never have during the most interesting times in my life. how appropiate to start now, on a sunday night midst studying for an econ final.

things i enjoyed today:
running with lucy
hanging christmas lights
getting a massage from guddu
daydreaming about NY trip
daydreaming about India trip
reading email from Maria