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When I asked Ganda Suthivarakom to take seven with me, she said, "ME?" And I said, "Yeah. But most of the questions are usually about me." Because it's true.

Ganda is a freelance writer and a singer, formerly of Cibo Matto, and she is one of my best friend's roommates. She has a dayjob because she's "good at spending money" but she "sucks at hustling." As if singing with Cibo Matto isn't impressive enough, Ganda has also worked with Smokey and Miho, Miho Hatori, Charming Hostess, and others. She eats a lot and wants to get into the food writing racket, so pay attention. She also has great taste in shoes, by the way, as evidenced by the vintage gold strappy heels on her feet at the Oscar Party I attended at their house in February.

Blaise K: What's it like living with one of my best friends? You two seem like the perfect roommates, although you never can tell what really goes on behind closed doors, as they say.
Ganda Suthivarakom: La Doug is the best, as you know. We are a craigslist

success story. It's all tickles and pillow fights after hours. I can finally lift the chador of my

indie rock/avant-garde musician cred and belt along to Mariah Carey and Miss Saigon without fear of judgment. But I did start to worry about our social lives when we had this crotchety old married couple exchange the other day:

HE: (Looking in the refrigerator) Where's the --

ME: In the green glass bottle.

HE: But --

ME: No, it's behind the milk.

HE: Oh, there it is!

BK: You started a website about "eating and complaining in NYC." Gee, what inspired that?
GS: Actually, not to sound like a total ass kisser, but I was totally inspired by your blog. Doug introduced me to bazima.com and I, like so many other titillated New Yorkers, became hooked on your hilarious tales. And I began to realize that a blog didn't have to be a banal record of self-therapy and psychic bowel movements.

I had also been giving out my completely unsolicited, overbearing opinions on food to friends in mass

mailers of late. So instead of clogging up their inboxes, I decided to release my rantings into the ether that is the internet. It gives me something to do when I'm at my temp jobs.

BK: Let's talk about music. You have an incredible singing voice. Where'd you get it?
GS: My mama has a beautiful voice, but she's super shy. I suspect it's because when she was growing up in her podunk rice-farming village in Northeast Thailand, she skipped school one day to enter a singing contest. She took first prize and won herself a handkerchief for her efforts. Unfortunately, when she got back the next day, the principal punished her in front of the entire school. So she went on to become a nurse instead. She still asks me to get a real job, to which I must reply in my whiniest voice, "But MO-OM, REAL rock stars don't HAVE back-up plans! JEEZ!"

BK: Remember when you told my boyfriend that you used to be in the band Cibo Matto and the first thing he asked was, "Were you in that episode of 'Buffy the Vampire Slayer' that they were in?"
GS: Your BF gets 600 points for knowing that. I WISH I were in Cibo Matto at the time. That was an episode called "When She Was Bad" where "bad" Buffy totally grinds up on cuckolded Xander at the Bronze. Ha-cha-cha...

BK: What's Sean Lennon like? Was his mom always hanging around the rehearsal space? (That's not meant to offend. Big-ups to Yoko. I love her. I relate to her. Seriously.)
GS: Sean's a sweetheart, totally genuine and generous. His new record is going to break everyone's hearts. He gave me my first ever taste of beluga caviar, and for that i'm forever grateful. Mad respect to Yoko for being an Asian-American woman who believed in her art, in her love, and in herself. If we had more role models like Yoko, maybe non-science & math-oriented Asian-American girls would aspire to be more than just boring-ass, helmet-haired local newscasters.

BK: What are the top five movies in your Netflix queue right now?
GS:
1. The Office: Season 1
2. Network

3. Before Sunrise

4. Before Sunset

5. Rebecca

I don't know what that says about me. Actually, I was going to cheat and change the queue so I could look like a more interesting person. But then I don't know what movies cool people watch anyway, so fuck it.

BK: As a young, sexy single, would you like to take this opportunity to tell "the world" what kind of action you're looking for?
GS: Ohmygodarah, Blaise, are you going to be my fairy godmother? World, I got a new bed last month and it hasn't been broken in yet. In a failed attempt to change that, I went out to a party last night and drank mojitos watered down with Orangina til my lazy eye started drifting. But I'm really horrible at closing the deal. I'm not asking for much, I just want to make out with someone(s). If they could be really hot and take me out to fancy dinners I couldn't otherwise afford, that would be even better.

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