Jan. 14th, 2008

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A lovely weekend, though tiring. Yes, universe, I acknowledge I'm not as better as I thought I was. That said, now I totally am as better as I think I am.

Tea with a woman I'd become quite fond of in this medium went very, very well. I think we started seven thousand topics and finished three, and I didn't feel weird at all. Breaking with my usual stance of one-word usenames, I shall call her Pretty Eyes.

Friday night was study-date night, and I went over to B's, who will now be called Hips, and I broke open Athenaze. Light got me a copy of the book with which I learned Ancient Greek for the holidays, and I decided to try to reteach myself greek, with a (hopefully) stronger emphasis on accent marks and penmanship. I had an awesome time, though I realized I'll have no one to correct my pronounciation.

Saturday was some errands, and then over to Junkyard's for conversation and Blokus. I forced them to behave as my female peers and decide which dress I should wear to Light's office party. I chose well in terms of being comfortable and similarly-fancy to everyone else there, but poorly in terms of a good dress to take an enthusiastic salsa lesson in. We also hit Penzey's and entered a frenzy of spice-buying, which always makes me like my life. I am a woman who goes through A Lot of spices, and I like that. The office party was awkward, and less vegetarian friendly than ideal, but dancing with Hips was awesome (and I totally want to take salsa lessons now) and I like dressing up. We then finished our grocery shopping in our fancy clothes, and I remembered how much I like walking around in heels (if I could only find some toe-friendly ones again).

Sunday was a lazy morning, and then out to Harvard Square for brunch and shopping (Light had to finish up my birthday shopping.) Veggie Planet was fun (as per usual), and then we worked out an elaborate scheme of which stores I could go into when, so as to avoid him. I didn't finish my errands, but I have to go back for a haircut and a facial in a couple weeks, and magnets and a dayplanner can wait until then. Also, I now live in a world in which it is possible to run into my little brother on the T, a fact which made me grin for most of the rest of the day.

The afternoon was a little less fortunate, felled by a migraine, but Funnyface was wonderfully comforting, and Light tried to make dinner (and announced he was running away with our new food processor), and I slept through it all.

This week shall be a baking week (I intend to make two cakes, one set of cookies, and possibly try my hand at baklava) and a birthday week, and I have a variety of enjoyable plans set around those things. And snow. I have a variety of enjoyable plans set around snow. But first, tea and a tivo'd dog show.
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A lovely weekend, though tiring. Yes, universe, I acknowledge I'm not as better as I thought I was. That said, now I totally am as better as I think I am.

Tea with a woman I'd become quite fond of in this medium went very, very well. I think we started seven thousand topics and finished three, and I didn't feel weird at all. Breaking with my usual stance of one-word usenames, I shall call her Pretty Eyes.

Friday night was study-date night, and I went over to B's, who will now be called Hips, and I broke open Athenaze. Light got me a copy of the book with which I learned Ancient Greek for the holidays, and I decided to try to reteach myself greek, with a (hopefully) stronger emphasis on accent marks and penmanship. I had an awesome time, though I realized I'll have no one to correct my pronounciation.

Saturday was some errands, and then over to Junkyard's for conversation and Blokus. I forced them to behave as my female peers and decide which dress I should wear to Light's office party. I chose well in terms of being comfortable and similarly-fancy to everyone else there, but poorly in terms of a good dress to take an enthusiastic salsa lesson in. We also hit Penzey's and entered a frenzy of spice-buying, which always makes me like my life. I am a woman who goes through A Lot of spices, and I like that. The office party was awkward, and less vegetarian friendly than ideal, but dancing with Hips was awesome (and I totally want to take salsa lessons now) and I like dressing up. We then finished our grocery shopping in our fancy clothes, and I remembered how much I like walking around in heels (if I could only find some toe-friendly ones again).

Sunday was a lazy morning, and then out to Harvard Square for brunch and shopping (Light had to finish up my birthday shopping.) Veggie Planet was fun (as per usual), and then we worked out an elaborate scheme of which stores I could go into when, so as to avoid him. I didn't finish my errands, but I have to go back for a haircut and a facial in a couple weeks, and magnets and a dayplanner can wait until then. Also, I now live in a world in which it is possible to run into my little brother on the T, a fact which made me grin for most of the rest of the day.

The afternoon was a little less fortunate, felled by a migraine, but Funnyface was wonderfully comforting, and Light tried to make dinner (and announced he was running away with our new food processor), and I slept through it all.

This week shall be a baking week (I intend to make two cakes, one set of cookies, and possibly try my hand at baklava) and a birthday week, and I have a variety of enjoyable plans set around those things. And snow. I have a variety of enjoyable plans set around snow. But first, tea and a tivo'd dog show.
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So, my evening plans got canceled (maybe rescheduled) so we stayed home and are watching TV.

How to Look Good Naked is making me cry. I can't imagine a process by which I would acquire body-confidence, or even begin to try. 90% of the time, I just don't think about my body. It works for the most part, Light likes seeing it, and children don't run from me in the streets, so it's probably not as bad as I think it is. The other 10%, well, is why I don't own a full length mirror.

Blargh.
omnia_mutantur: (Default)
So, my evening plans got canceled (maybe rescheduled) so we stayed home and are watching TV.

How to Look Good Naked is making me cry. I can't imagine a process by which I would acquire body-confidence, or even begin to try. 90% of the time, I just don't think about my body. It works for the most part, Light likes seeing it, and children don't run from me in the streets, so it's probably not as bad as I think it is. The other 10%, well, is why I don't own a full length mirror.

Blargh.

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