I am writing in my bedroom on my pathetic little computer without internet. Turns out we will have no internet until Thursday afternoon at the latest. I am actually fine with this, except that it makes my life more difficult when it comes to talking to my family and to Donnie and Amy.
But anyhow, as a result, I am being more productive. I didn't end up doing everything I set out to do today, but I ended up drinking a bottle of wine with Rebekah and talking about... who knows what, really... Politics, our respective high school experiences, movies, etc. It was nice. And for the first time basically since we got internet a month and a half ago, I watched my favorite French show, "Ne M'liminez Pas!" and the subsequent Wheel of Fortune with the dude and the barbie and the dog. I'm quite a fan. And tonight, there was an older man on it, and I thought of Grandpa and how he and I loved to try to guess the words and I always wished he had been on it because he would have kicked butt, and then, would you know it, the contestant's name was Roger. I don't know if I believe in destiny, per se, but I felt like I was meant to watch tonight's episode.
And then, Rebekah joined me and some movie came on with Brad Pitt and Bruce Willis (help?) but we muted it and just talked and the movie was very funny without volume. And we talked through the entire movie and then Fabi came home and joined us and we talked about other things and some opera came on in the background.
That is what I wanted to write about. My roommates seemed unenthused regarding the movie/opera. I deduced from watching it for a few moments with sound that it was German and somehow related to Moses, I think. Also, there was a cow that they wrote "Gott" (God) on, and then the next scene had everyone lying around in bikinis with blood over their entire bodies. I thought the staging was superb and very original and I loved the use of the few props onstage at any given time. I felt like such a dorky theatre major, reveling in all these theatrical details, but it's those times when my education feels like it did something, or something. Anyways, I was kind of obsessed with this opera, whatever it was. Also, the main dude reminded me of Henson in King Lear back in the day.
So now I'm off to study French. And then talk to Donnie (finally) because he is now on his way home from work. Ahhh the sacrifices you make for love. (Sorry.) (authors note: Donnie gets home at 1:30 am my time. I am dedicated.)
What a good night. I think I'm going to reflect on how I can incorporate this newfound productivity once we get internet back. I'm thinking along the lines of a "no internet after x pm except to talk to people" kind of rule but the thing is, usually when I talk to people, it only happens because I am already online when they log on. Maybe a solution would be to create more specific Skype dates with people, instead of haphazardly beginning to talk. Oh, I don't know, that sounds like a terrible idea as well. Anyone have any suggestions of how I can be a citizen of the 21st century and also lead a productive life?
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That's our flat's favourite tv show too! Love it! (aka 'the dirty show') :)
ReplyDeleteThis is my favorite blog post you've ever posted. "But it's those times when it feels like my education did something, or something." I think that your posts are getting even funnier because you don't have internet to be on, so you are less distracted, but I'd still rather have you back on the interweb.
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