Two weeks into 29
That pic above, my friends, is of my new on-the-fly setup of projector (borrowed), PS2 (received as present) and Akai Ito (bought at Traders :P). It rocks, although ideally I would be able to throw up a larger image on my other – currently occupied by shelve – wall.
I also procured new flannel sheets and comforter cover, a goose down comforter, and nice furry bedspread, for about ¥20,000 total off the net. Come winter, I’m ready this time! Viva online shopping!
Being warm is nice. Buying stuff is nice. Playing with nice stuff you bought is nice.
Last weekend was brilliantly sunny, so much so that I gave up on my quest to reach a certain far off town by bike, because I was getting sunburnt, my eyes hurt from the glare, and the road I picked was pretty crummy. 50% chance of rain tomorrow, coupled with a very late night karaoke last night, pretty much kills my plans for a rematch. I think I will stay home with my furry bedspread and sheets and comforter, make friends with the PS2 and projector, and spend quality time trying to develop meaningful virtual relationships with 15 year old 2D girls in a vampire story.
Oh yeah, write another letter to Hekiru too. *sigh* worry about the girl…
Anyway, my declaration of a more moderate work life has been summarily banished to the far corners of dreamland fantasy. The “change the face of information creation and dessimination” project has revived, albeit in a somewhat more subdued, phased form, and yours truly is on it. Yes, I am estatic. Chance of a lifetime. No, really! I mean, I love what I’m doing, I just need less of the other shit I don’t like to deal with :P
What else has been memorable? I saw Sin City too, first time in a cinema in a while. It was okay, like Pulp Fiction crossed with Kill Bill but made lighter and more palatable. I actually liked it, the flawed but righteous characters and the impossibly beautiful women in that dark comic book world. Jessica Alba was amazing.
On the other hand of the spectrum, my ailing DVD drive revived barely enough for me to watch Saving Face, a film about an Asian American woman, her mother, and the relationships around them as they struggle with their real selves amidst the day-to-day of holding up the facade of what they are expected to be. I thought it might be interesting, I didn’t think it would leave such a lasting impression on me. Not for the story or movie, although certainly the portrayal of Chinese families manages to be pretty darn funny in its spot-on realism, and the fairy tale ending truly rules. No, I was just rather stunned by Wil, the main character – it was a bit like watching myself, that awkwardness, inability to express, the same very Chinese upbringing with a need to be outside that world. In a weird quirk, the character for her name is the same as mine. Luckily, my mother is much nicer and normal :D I think…
I wonder what my ending will be? At least recent experience has revived my confidence that my heart still does flipflops if I sit next to the right person 8D
