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summercomfort) wrote2004-11-19 04:30 am
summercomfort) wrote2004-11-19 04:30 am
Night
Well, de-stress day is officially over. Seven Samurai reminds me of the good old days when people watched movies for pure entertainment value and didn't care if the plot was revealed ahead of time. Oh wait, it's still like that now, except that we'd like to pretend to be more sophisticated. Plus we don't like to sit for 3+ hours just for eye candy. Well, it gotta be hella good eye candy like LotR.
All in all a very me-centered evening, except for the 10 minutes I found myself scrubbing out the bathtub with bleach (wise enough to protect hand in plastic bag) after brave brave Cat cleared out the wet Vanya poop. I finished a picture during the second half of the movie (kinda sad that only one picture, but it was kinda a larger-than-usual one). Am a bit worried that I laid the religious look on too thick, so will have to check with the self-styled pretty one.
The kitten needs to learn that a) my foot is attached to me, and b) it's not a mouse.
I love the night after everyone else is asleep. It's a limbo where time seems to dilate and contract at odd intervals, where the tides of sleep are encroaching the edge of coherence. Nothing really gets accomplished. Except some things that are forgotten and lost in the tidepools. And every night, the battle wages between my feeble will and the inevitability of procrastination, finally giving up to the approaching tomorrow. And in the morning I shall pick through my reading for half-witted notes that are mostly utter idiocy, but sometimes salvos of inspiration.
Tonight, tonight will be different. I won't be doing specific reading. Maybe I'll flip through a bit of an Anschluss book and pray for a thesis worth a 20-page exploration. I've done the cursory scan of the kitchen, collected dishes, guaranteed the cleaniness and security of the three artefacts: the Wok, the wooden cutting board, and the Blade, and in general feel very relaxed. Sure, I've kinda-sorta left Alexis alone, but hopefully amends can be made.
So far this living with friends (and white people, to say the least), has been interesting. We have daily tasks that are divided: dinner, dishes, and making bento for the next day. But many things are unspoken. For example, there seems to be an unspoken agreement that dishes after bento-makings can be left for the person the next day if they are properly collected and soaked. All except for the aforementioned three: the good wok, which needs to be treated with love, the new cleaver, to prevent rust and ensure good service, and the wooden chopping board, which would warp if left wet in the sink. Other things about the house, people just sort of do things... Cat is the one who checks the mailbox, remembers to lock the doors, picks up random (often cat-mauled) trash about the halls, and makes sure the cats' eye-boogers are cleared. Alexis cares for the cats' digestive process, both the input and the output, makes sure that we have a proper meal on the weekends (especially Friday and Sunday nights), and ensures that we come home to a homey environment. I... sit around and watch movies ...well, make sure that the noise in the living room comes from something besides Sabor a Ti and Everybody Loves Raymond, occassional stove-scrubbing, and I check the kitchen before bed.
Last month we tried a true commune system where all the for-apartment expenses were tallied and equally divvied up (basically, tally up how much each person paid, how much each person should pay, and those who paid more got compensation from those who paid less). But it turns out that I tend to spend a lot on meat, and that expense is unfairly burdened on the others. So this month I guess we're trying the "everyone pays for the stuff that they use, and hopefully the random stuff we get for each other on grocery runs will even out" system. Like if I spend money buying meat and rice that everyone will use, Alexis would probably be spending money buying onions and quality cheese that everyone will use, and Cat would be buying cereal and fruit for public consumption. So it all comes out even-like.
I signed up for Netflix about 2 weeks ago, and it's been really nice. It guarantees a steady flow of dvds in the house, perfect background for drawing or knitting... or just for Sushu's Thursday Night Weekend. Between the 3 discs I've been trying to get a mix: some that are designated "omg we need to watch this together" group activities, like West Wing or Finding Nemo or The American President (I also seem to have a Rainbow Brite movie in my queue for that purpose), others are open for "I'm bored, let me put something on" moods, like Cold Mountain or Jubei-chan, where those interested can just wander in/out or watch some other time, and then there's the "omg (person) must watch this", like I apparently need to watch Drunken Master, Alexis needs to watch X2, etc.
Mmm.... sleep subsumes.
'Night
All in all a very me-centered evening, except for the 10 minutes I found myself scrubbing out the bathtub with bleach (wise enough to protect hand in plastic bag) after brave brave Cat cleared out the wet Vanya poop. I finished a picture during the second half of the movie (kinda sad that only one picture, but it was kinda a larger-than-usual one). Am a bit worried that I laid the religious look on too thick, so will have to check with the self-styled pretty one.
The kitten needs to learn that a) my foot is attached to me, and b) it's not a mouse.
I love the night after everyone else is asleep. It's a limbo where time seems to dilate and contract at odd intervals, where the tides of sleep are encroaching the edge of coherence. Nothing really gets accomplished. Except some things that are forgotten and lost in the tidepools. And every night, the battle wages between my feeble will and the inevitability of procrastination, finally giving up to the approaching tomorrow. And in the morning I shall pick through my reading for half-witted notes that are mostly utter idiocy, but sometimes salvos of inspiration.
Tonight, tonight will be different. I won't be doing specific reading. Maybe I'll flip through a bit of an Anschluss book and pray for a thesis worth a 20-page exploration. I've done the cursory scan of the kitchen, collected dishes, guaranteed the cleaniness and security of the three artefacts: the Wok, the wooden cutting board, and the Blade, and in general feel very relaxed. Sure, I've kinda-sorta left Alexis alone, but hopefully amends can be made.
So far this living with friends (and white people, to say the least), has been interesting. We have daily tasks that are divided: dinner, dishes, and making bento for the next day. But many things are unspoken. For example, there seems to be an unspoken agreement that dishes after bento-makings can be left for the person the next day if they are properly collected and soaked. All except for the aforementioned three: the good wok, which needs to be treated with love, the new cleaver, to prevent rust and ensure good service, and the wooden chopping board, which would warp if left wet in the sink. Other things about the house, people just sort of do things... Cat is the one who checks the mailbox, remembers to lock the doors, picks up random (often cat-mauled) trash about the halls, and makes sure the cats' eye-boogers are cleared. Alexis cares for the cats' digestive process, both the input and the output, makes sure that we have a proper meal on the weekends (especially Friday and Sunday nights), and ensures that we come home to a homey environment. I... sit around and watch movies ...well, make sure that the noise in the living room comes from something besides Sabor a Ti and Everybody Loves Raymond, occassional stove-scrubbing, and I check the kitchen before bed.
Last month we tried a true commune system where all the for-apartment expenses were tallied and equally divvied up (basically, tally up how much each person paid, how much each person should pay, and those who paid more got compensation from those who paid less). But it turns out that I tend to spend a lot on meat, and that expense is unfairly burdened on the others. So this month I guess we're trying the "everyone pays for the stuff that they use, and hopefully the random stuff we get for each other on grocery runs will even out" system. Like if I spend money buying meat and rice that everyone will use, Alexis would probably be spending money buying onions and quality cheese that everyone will use, and Cat would be buying cereal and fruit for public consumption. So it all comes out even-like.
I signed up for Netflix about 2 weeks ago, and it's been really nice. It guarantees a steady flow of dvds in the house, perfect background for drawing or knitting... or just for Sushu's Thursday Night Weekend. Between the 3 discs I've been trying to get a mix: some that are designated "omg we need to watch this together" group activities, like West Wing or Finding Nemo or The American President (I also seem to have a Rainbow Brite movie in my queue for that purpose), others are open for "I'm bored, let me put something on" moods, like Cold Mountain or Jubei-chan, where those interested can just wander in/out or watch some other time, and then there's the "omg (person) must watch this", like I apparently need to watch Drunken Master, Alexis needs to watch X2, etc.
Mmm.... sleep subsumes.
'Night