Birthday festivities

Alright, so I think I'm supposed to automatically include what happened on my birthday, correct? So let's start with this: it was awesome.

First off, I decided I wanted a Friiiiied Chicken Party. (You gotta say it all Southern for it to be correct btw.) Apsi was wonderful and bought a whole lot of KFC including Zinger Burgers (my favorite in India.. btw did you know that KFC in India is better than KFC in America? Seriously- the chicken is juicier, fresher, and tastes better. Weird.) In America there's the Zinger Wrap, but it doesn't do justice. No no, this is perfect because it has full mayonnaise, a slice of cheese, fresh lettuce, and then a sesame seed bun. Awww YEAAH.

Anyway, a bunch of people were here, with a majority of them being people I didn't know. Basically Jojin's friend John brought over two of his (girl)friends (fine by me, ahem ahem), and Jojin brought like, 2 or 3 guys (boo). Then there were my friends Eleyah and Serah whom I adore, Vinod, Apsi, and Vinod's sister Maggie and her husband and kids. So it was a rather incongruous lot... very odd.

After the finger lickin' good chicken, most of us (except the parents, kids, and Vinod) went out to a new club. The music was so-so, but I danced like it was 1999. I know that I burned off ALL of the Zinger Burger I had eaten, and I didn't care because I hadn't danced in at least 8 months, maybe a year. Fine, maybe I'm exaggerating. Either way, we partied hard until 12:00 or so, and then headed home.

Serah and Eleyah spent the night with all of us, and we just sat up talking and making retarded jokes until 2 am or so. Good fun.

So what, I didn't get my birthday wish of a threesome. But I spent it with people that I cared about, cared about me, and it was great.

Quote of the Day
im gonna die one day, and when you see my obituary in the paper its gonna say "arshia, the only idiot to die losing balance while on both feet but still satisfied cuz her shoes KICK ASSS!!!'
-Arshy

Wow. So this Senator in Virginia decided to be 'funny' on his campaign trail. Sen George Allen (Republican, duh) decided his humor would be best served by picking on an Indian guy who was recording his speeches.

Basically, the guy (S.R. Sidarth) is a Democrat and volunteers for the opposition party. It's a common practice lately to have the opposition's speeches recorded. I suppose it's to pick up on inconsistencies in candidates speeches later and stuff. But Sen. Allen decided hey, why not, let's pick on the one non-white in the crowd.

Allen called him 'macaca'-I have no idea what it means. Allen's manager at first said it was because Sidarth had a mohawk (ahem ahem... me too) and that was the nickname evolved into 'macaca' as time went on. The irony is that I checked out a picture of Sidarth- he has no mohawk. He has long hair.

Check this: "This fellow here, over here with the yellow shirt, macaca, or whatever his name is. He's with my opponent. He's following us around everywhere. And it's just great," Allen said, as his supporters began to laugh.


Sick sick sick. But we (Indians) don't have enough of a voice yet to derail this guy. So sad. Check the article out if you're interested.