There’s nothing that can’t be done
But how long should it take somebody
Before they can be someone
‘Cause I know there’s got to be another level
Somewhere closer to the other side
And I’m feeling like it’s now or never
Can I break the spell of the typical?
So basically all I did today was listen to some of my music and finish The Dispossesed, which was really long. Like the Dune series, the plot is basically a vehicle for the author's ideas, and you read through it carefully to ensure that you caught the ideas at the heart of it. Of course, you also end up loving the main character...
Most of the ideas in Le Guin's novel are about possession, love, and an interesting brand of utopian society. I will probably write a mini essay on some of the ideas in it for the upcoming Blogathon. Possibly as the // piece, or I might do two // pieces this year.
Due to my refusal to read indoors for my entire "weekend" I have a cute Rudolph thing going on, as well as eggplant-shaped tan spots on my legs from where the sun managed to make a dent in my extremely Caucasian exterior.
I wasn't a huge fan of most of the food in the last couple of days - some of it was fish. And it tasted like... fish. I'm just never going to be a seafood person. (Oh, there goes my life. Not.) And then there was a main course at lunch today that had peanut butter in it. And then, yeah, just wasn't my lucky two days for food, and I skipped breakfast the other day. I've been supplementing with apples and muffins and such, but I am still really hungry. Tomorrow I shall have work to do so I won't really notice the food as much most likely.
Also, Operation Stop Overthinking My Life? Dismal failure! Like that wasn't obvious from the beginning. But in spite of that, I feel like today was one of those days where nothing super special happens, but it's like the end of an era, or the beginning of a new one and thus the end of the old one. If I measure eras as I usually do by the point where the rollercoaster starts plummeting again, I'm going to go with February as the start of the last era, spanning a whole bunch of crazy from death to world travel. And I think I just decided on ending that era today, arbitrarily, as the day when I finally had two days off with basically zero obligations.
I found out today that my bestest best friend is a total fraud. She is an English major, and she has never read an Austen novel. I told her I was more English-y than she was, and therefore she was DISPWNED! Also to take a page from my newest favourite sitcom, FRIENDSHIP OVER! Just kidding of course, though the clock is ticking. Is she going to graduate before reading Austen? It's like automatic invalidation of her degree, seriously. Worse, she already saw and liked The Jane Austen Book Club, which is not even understandable without having read all Austen's works... And I've seen every BBC miniseries and movie adaptation and read most of them.
I finished an entire season of How I Met Your Mother. It's pretty good, for a sitcom. Not the best I've ever watched but some of the jokes are really funny, and Ted, the main character, is almost as much of a lunatic as I am when it comes to relationships. It's amusing in a sad and pathetic identification sort of way? Best Barney quote so far: "When I get sad I stop being sad and be awesome instead!"
In other news, one of the habits I have been trying to establish is doing at least one random act of kindness in a day, small or large as long as I'm consciously doing it for the purpose of the habit. A few days ago, I forwarded a job posting to a friend because it looked like it was up her alley. She got it. I am so cloud-nined! Yes, I just made that into a verb, shut up! The occasion warranted new wordage! My RAKs are helping people, yay. I dare you all to start this habit, it's great.
In other news, I have taken up talking to myself. Because, as aforementioned, I'm pathetic. Actually it's more because I've spent the last two days avoiding people 95% of the time, it's like voluntary solitary confinement. Without the confinement?