Monday, February 15, 2010

Doppelganger

I met my doppelganger* today, and she seems pretty cool.

We stared at each other while we were lining up to get on the bus, but finally she was the one who initiated the conversation.

DG (for doppleganger): Do you know if this bus going to DC?
Me: I think so, but who knows.
DG: I'm confused.
Me: Me too. Let's just wait and see where we end up.
DG: This might seem like a weird question, but are you Bengali? You know, we just have similar, haha, you know, beautiful! features haha...(trails off in embarrassment)
Me (smiling with reassurance): No, but we ARE pretty freakin' beautiful.
(nervous, awkward laughter ensues, strangers stare at us)
(Goddamn, why am I so awkward!?)


The conversation got subsequently less and less painful after we got over the fact that looking at one another felt like looking into a mirror. Another uncanny similarity was that we have the same names, except that hers has -iya attached to the end of hers. Maybe I am Bengali??? Maybe I was adopted and we were separated at birth like Seeta Aur Geeta**?? People always said I looked too dark to be my mother's child. Who am I?


The similarities, however, ended there (as did my identity crisis), as she is Canadian, likes science, and is significantly more fashionable than I am (which is not difficult to do). 


In other news, I made some cards!
This one is for my Gma's birthday!



This is a card I made for an old friend shaped like a red blood cell. For clarification, the card is shaped like a red blood cell, not my friend. I call it Mr. Hemo, short for Mister Hemoglobin. 

You would have thought that I would have gone crazy making valentines during the blizzard, but that did not occur to me, not even once. I even forgot that V-Day existed until I walked into CVS and noticed that part of the store looked like it had been attacked by gallons of Pepto Bismol. Maybe I'll make some valentines in March. February is a short month, not enough time. 

* After writing this post, I looked up Doppelganger on Wikipedia and found out that it is believed to be an omen of death to see one's own doppelganger. I have also been dodging falling sheets of ice all weekend. I am thoroughly freaked out.

** Seeta Aur Geeta is one of my all-time favorite movies. I love love LOVE it, because Geeta is easily the most entertaining, gorgeous, and badass female character in any movie I've seen. Check out my favorite scene here (although it is in Hindi with no subtitles, it is worth your while). Disclaimer: I do not believe in violence as a solution to any problem. But damn, revenge is sweet. 

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

I'm SNOW over it

But obviously not over the clever little zing dings into which people have been incorporating the word 'snow' and meant to make light of the fact that DC is entering an ice age (SNOW-MG is my fave). My room in my house used to be a balcony, and I am afraid of it falling off of the house, whirling away, becoming buried in a dog park near the capitol somewhere, a la Wizard of Oz. A suggestion by ways of my brilliant friend Lacy makes me think I need to buy a helium tank and millions of balloons as preparation for the next snow storm (UP-style, check out this link it's a movie trailer mashup of Gran Torino and Up). Not to mention emergency flares for when I'm buried underneath 6 ft of snow and dog shit.

Here are some shitty pictures from my phone from Sat evening. I have never seen the city so quiet. I felt like I was Cillian Murphy having just woken up from a coma to a world taken over by flesh eating zombies



Imagine trying to dig this out while zombies snap at your ankles and devour your dog. It's time to head for the helicopter pad.




So many potential zombie hiding places.

As you can tell, I've got zombies on the mind. I ordered 28 Weeks Later from Netflix about a month ago and it continues to lay next to my gummi vitamins, daring me to watch it. I keep pulling the DVD out of the sleeve, and then shoving it back in, running away and hyperventilating in the corner of my room with a blanket over my head, only to have the whole cruel cycle repeated again in the next couple of hours. The first time I ordered this movie I returned it without ever watching it, and, now, even though I still lack the courage to watch it, I am unable to swallow my pride and simply return it. It's quite stupid, actually, because I'm losing money keeping this stupid movie for so long. I just get into movies WAY too much and know that if I were to watch 28 weeks later during a snowstorm, I will go crazy and have an urgent need to buy a baseball bat/fling LPs at anything that moves .