keeping a log
You never know how busi you can get over Christmas, but what I do know is that I had a phone conference with my aunt the other day about the Xmas meal, and have things to bake this week-end (chocolate truffles, mince pies, gingerbread, potentially some savory muffins and dips to freeze).
On top of it my paper on Moreau's work:
Sorry for the bad quality of the picture, but I'm too lazy to browse for good representations...This is one of his Salomes, but I am working on his work overall, their genesis, the different creative steps, and how he staged his house to become a museum after his death. Never been there, unfortunately ( I feel a bit like a treator doing this resaerch...), but it's the first thing on my list next time I go to Paris.
I still don't have any exciting plans for New Year's Eve. Lucie and her friends are throwing amassive party in one of them's property (an old mill) not so far from Lille, but a lot of common friends might be missing and I'm afraid I won't enjoy myself (I've never really connected with her friends from her teaching classes, and always feel awkward among them. I don't feel like partying all night long, getting drunk or anything. Plus my cousin Nina and other cousins visiting for Xmas (one I haven't seen since my Grandma's funeral 6 years ago...) are planning to go clubbing together. That would be my partying night. I don't mind not doing anything fantastic for the New Year. I think I'd be happy to just catch up with movies I've wanted to see for ages, and have chocolates! Lionel came to my place the other night when we were supposed to chill out and practise some songs on the guitar for his one of his housemate, as he is soon leaving, but ended up drinking wine and watching The River, a short movie by Michel Houellebecq, a fiction on an ideal lesbian community. Afterwards, helped by dizziness, we talked about our respective lovelives (Lionel used to have a crsuh on me, but we've been through it for ages, and I do consider him a buddy, like the guy you can drink beer and make joke at), and it was a bit sad just to see how poorly we are both doing in that sense, but would not think (at least I would not) about getting together, because we do not have a compatible lifestyle. Phoenix, the mom from my US host family wrote me the other day about my lovelife, and I answered I honestly still needed to figure out what would be good for me, or just let things happen. So far I haven't felt like it since I've been ill. I still feel a strong repsonsibility in the failure of Ian and me, and strongly have in mind how evil my feelings made me. Anyways. I have all my Christmas presents, horray! But can't post about it because people might spy...You'll get pictures under the Christmas tree... I feel like it might be the last post before the 24th, so here you go, happy holidays to you all, whatever their name is, I wish you the best moments with family and friends.
Sorry for the bad quality of the picture, but I'm too lazy to browse for good representations...This is one of his Salomes, but I am working on his work overall, their genesis, the different creative steps, and how he staged his house to become a museum after his death. Never been there, unfortunately ( I feel a bit like a treator doing this resaerch...), but it's the first thing on my list next time I go to Paris.
I still don't have any exciting plans for New Year's Eve. Lucie and her friends are throwing amassive party in one of them's property (an old mill) not so far from Lille, but a lot of common friends might be missing and I'm afraid I won't enjoy myself (I've never really connected with her friends from her teaching classes, and always feel awkward among them. I don't feel like partying all night long, getting drunk or anything. Plus my cousin Nina and other cousins visiting for Xmas (one I haven't seen since my Grandma's funeral 6 years ago...) are planning to go clubbing together. That would be my partying night. I don't mind not doing anything fantastic for the New Year. I think I'd be happy to just catch up with movies I've wanted to see for ages, and have chocolates! Lionel came to my place the other night when we were supposed to chill out and practise some songs on the guitar for his one of his housemate, as he is soon leaving, but ended up drinking wine and watching The River, a short movie by Michel Houellebecq, a fiction on an ideal lesbian community. Afterwards, helped by dizziness, we talked about our respective lovelives (Lionel used to have a crsuh on me, but we've been through it for ages, and I do consider him a buddy, like the guy you can drink beer and make joke at), and it was a bit sad just to see how poorly we are both doing in that sense, but would not think (at least I would not) about getting together, because we do not have a compatible lifestyle. Phoenix, the mom from my US host family wrote me the other day about my lovelife, and I answered I honestly still needed to figure out what would be good for me, or just let things happen. So far I haven't felt like it since I've been ill. I still feel a strong repsonsibility in the failure of Ian and me, and strongly have in mind how evil my feelings made me. Anyways. I have all my Christmas presents, horray! But can't post about it because people might spy...You'll get pictures under the Christmas tree... I feel like it might be the last post before the 24th, so here you go, happy holidays to you all, whatever their name is, I wish you the best moments with family and friends.