"But the human condition is never enough"
Jan. 6th, 2025 01:06 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
omnia_mutanturI want to hold myself to posting weekly summaries, if nothing else (though I keep half-writing other entries) and in service of this will stop over-thinking what order to summarize things in and just do it.
Books: finished Rough Pages by Lev AC Rosen, the third in a series about a queer detective 1950s San Francisco, which both feels very good and is full of what I believe is period-appropriate homophobic brutality that is hard to read, finished the anthology Faeries Never Lie, which had some excellent stories and some adequate ones, and re-read Zodiac by Neal Stephenson, which simultaneously has aged very poorly and is a fascinating snapshot of Boston at very specific time and says interesting things about the omnia who adored it back in high school.
Cooking: Marinara sauce from the moosewood cookbook, shallot gravy from nytcooking for our new year's day tofurkey roast, and vegetarian sloppy joes from the leftover marinara sauce. I've been struggling with cooking lately, we've been scavenging or ordering what feels like a lot, and I wish I didn't feel quite so much like every night I don't cook I've somehow failed, but here we are and I still can't motivate myself a bunch of time.
Outdoors: an amazing First Day hike at South Cape Beach State Park and a social hike through the Fells, but it's been too windy/cold/wet for it to be appealing to go out solo.
Leaving the house to see the world: I went on a local queer and trans hike, and it was lovely and odd and I continue to be filled with this longing for community, with no real idea what exactly i mean by that, and even if I could figure that out, I suspect I wouldn't know how to form it. (this, of course, bears both further and permanent examination) But also, I went into the Fells office to sort paper, and I've discovered the exciting thing that once you're trained you can just wander into the public library and shelve books, so I've done that.
Games: It was an exceptionally good week for online gaming, I got to play in three online games, my weekly Wanderhome game, a Gawain and the Green Knight themed Descended from the Queen hack and a Norwegian wind farm setting for Desperation, a game which I would like to play with everyone ever.
New Year's Day and Eve were lovely and quiet, Light had a board game thing he went to on NYE, Abundance and I stayed home and played Overcooked and drank sparkling cider, then New Years Day all three of us played a bunch of Mysterium Park and made a tofurkey.
I'm having a lot of feelings about January, I always do, no matter how hard I try to shift it to solstice, calendar years and birthdays feel like pivot/reflection/inflection points, it's a month that contains a handful of local social things that I don't participate in and this year there's a permanent background wailing about the inauguration. And on the one hand, I feel like you can never entirely rip a quote out of its original context, on the other hand it is a very useful sentiment, so I'm just going to keep muttering something about beginning as I mean to go on, and I'll get around to addressing the fact that I'm always both beginning and going on any day now.
Books: finished Rough Pages by Lev AC Rosen, the third in a series about a queer detective 1950s San Francisco, which both feels very good and is full of what I believe is period-appropriate homophobic brutality that is hard to read, finished the anthology Faeries Never Lie, which had some excellent stories and some adequate ones, and re-read Zodiac by Neal Stephenson, which simultaneously has aged very poorly and is a fascinating snapshot of Boston at very specific time and says interesting things about the omnia who adored it back in high school.
Cooking: Marinara sauce from the moosewood cookbook, shallot gravy from nytcooking for our new year's day tofurkey roast, and vegetarian sloppy joes from the leftover marinara sauce. I've been struggling with cooking lately, we've been scavenging or ordering what feels like a lot, and I wish I didn't feel quite so much like every night I don't cook I've somehow failed, but here we are and I still can't motivate myself a bunch of time.
Outdoors: an amazing First Day hike at South Cape Beach State Park and a social hike through the Fells, but it's been too windy/cold/wet for it to be appealing to go out solo.
Leaving the house to see the world: I went on a local queer and trans hike, and it was lovely and odd and I continue to be filled with this longing for community, with no real idea what exactly i mean by that, and even if I could figure that out, I suspect I wouldn't know how to form it. (this, of course, bears both further and permanent examination) But also, I went into the Fells office to sort paper, and I've discovered the exciting thing that once you're trained you can just wander into the public library and shelve books, so I've done that.
Games: It was an exceptionally good week for online gaming, I got to play in three online games, my weekly Wanderhome game, a Gawain and the Green Knight themed Descended from the Queen hack and a Norwegian wind farm setting for Desperation, a game which I would like to play with everyone ever.
New Year's Day and Eve were lovely and quiet, Light had a board game thing he went to on NYE, Abundance and I stayed home and played Overcooked and drank sparkling cider, then New Years Day all three of us played a bunch of Mysterium Park and made a tofurkey.
I'm having a lot of feelings about January, I always do, no matter how hard I try to shift it to solstice, calendar years and birthdays feel like pivot/reflection/inflection points, it's a month that contains a handful of local social things that I don't participate in and this year there's a permanent background wailing about the inauguration. And on the one hand, I feel like you can never entirely rip a quote out of its original context, on the other hand it is a very useful sentiment, so I'm just going to keep muttering something about beginning as I mean to go on, and I'll get around to addressing the fact that I'm always both beginning and going on any day now.
