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ok so back again, typing at the ol' computeriser. i got blagging last night with the intention of sharing more than just complaints, but was blindsided by my own frustration on the topic of my work review. so tonight, i'll finish off the things that i would have talked about yesterday.
so it was peter's birthday, which makes him the grand old age of twennynyne. i found this occasion somewhat exciting, despite the fact that i always hate my own birthday. i suppose this comes from the fact that i don't generally like getting stuff, but i do like giving it. this of course, is not always true, because sometimes i really do like getting stuff, but mostly when it is a surprise. the stuff i get on my birthday always feels like it looms in for weeks ahead, with the general hassling from family about what to get and how they should organise themselves. personally, the stress of all those expectations is just too much for me. i don't want to have to think about all that.
but anyway, peter's birthday was good (from my point of view, and i think from his too). i bought him a set of knives that he had been wanting (globals) and a tin of japanese candy (http://ja.wikipedia.org/wiki/ファイル:Sakuma_shiki_drops.jpg). i also made him a card, with the help of our shark hand puppet, alvin. alvin did most of the work, posing for all the photos and the like. then of course, being a work day, we spent the whole day apart. we did, however, meet up again in the evening to eat japanese at a restaurant in the city. they have a great vege bento goin' on. i also feel validated by the fact that both times we've ever eaten there, we've been the only non-asian people in there. this i feel is probably a good sign (probably).
things with peter are great. he's a really nice person. i often wish that more people were like him. it would bring some kind of balance into life. and living with him is just so satisfying. i feel like i have a real, independent, adult life. sometimes i find this to be a surprise. i woke up one evening when i was sick, and it was quite cold, and the moonlight in our room was very bright, and i felt hyper-real. i really felt so distinctly at that moment the present state of my life, and it was surprising. it was like i suddenly realised that i was this entity that lived and knew the things that it needed to do to keep itself alive and to prosper and to be able to do the things it wanted to do. when i was younger, this was the feeling i think i was looking for.
also, having new appliances in the house (non-leaking fridge + washing machine) and having all this exciting new furniture is nice. clean clothes are a welcome change. what is less great is that the house today smells like cloves. i hate the smell of cloves, they conjure up images of the dentist in my mind. i don't pretend to understand the connection between these two things. anyhow, i've driven the smell out of my room with the assistance of coconut incense, but i now need to go cook food, and the kitchen still smells like cloves. maybe i'll take my giant strawberry scented candle along, and just hope for the best.
so it was peter's birthday, which makes him the grand old age of twennynyne. i found this occasion somewhat exciting, despite the fact that i always hate my own birthday. i suppose this comes from the fact that i don't generally like getting stuff, but i do like giving it. this of course, is not always true, because sometimes i really do like getting stuff, but mostly when it is a surprise. the stuff i get on my birthday always feels like it looms in for weeks ahead, with the general hassling from family about what to get and how they should organise themselves. personally, the stress of all those expectations is just too much for me. i don't want to have to think about all that.
but anyway, peter's birthday was good (from my point of view, and i think from his too). i bought him a set of knives that he had been wanting (globals) and a tin of japanese candy (http://ja.wikipedia.org/wiki/ファイル:Sakuma_shiki_drops.jpg). i also made him a card, with the help of our shark hand puppet, alvin. alvin did most of the work, posing for all the photos and the like. then of course, being a work day, we spent the whole day apart. we did, however, meet up again in the evening to eat japanese at a restaurant in the city. they have a great vege bento goin' on. i also feel validated by the fact that both times we've ever eaten there, we've been the only non-asian people in there. this i feel is probably a good sign (probably).
things with peter are great. he's a really nice person. i often wish that more people were like him. it would bring some kind of balance into life. and living with him is just so satisfying. i feel like i have a real, independent, adult life. sometimes i find this to be a surprise. i woke up one evening when i was sick, and it was quite cold, and the moonlight in our room was very bright, and i felt hyper-real. i really felt so distinctly at that moment the present state of my life, and it was surprising. it was like i suddenly realised that i was this entity that lived and knew the things that it needed to do to keep itself alive and to prosper and to be able to do the things it wanted to do. when i was younger, this was the feeling i think i was looking for.
also, having new appliances in the house (non-leaking fridge + washing machine) and having all this exciting new furniture is nice. clean clothes are a welcome change. what is less great is that the house today smells like cloves. i hate the smell of cloves, they conjure up images of the dentist in my mind. i don't pretend to understand the connection between these two things. anyhow, i've driven the smell out of my room with the assistance of coconut incense, but i now need to go cook food, and the kitchen still smells like cloves. maybe i'll take my giant strawberry scented candle along, and just hope for the best.