May 10, 2010 03:14
Ah, Happy Mother's Day. I'm sitting in my underwear, drunk, with aching feet, which is how I normally feel after this particular Sunday every May. I worked my butt off, hopefully kept a few moms happy with the food and service, and enjoyed some cheap drink specials afterwards. I also kicked Leo's butt at pool 6139434643 times in a row, so I'm feeling quite proud of myself. I also managed to awaken early enough today to cook Mom breakfast, which was an English muffin, with egg, cheese, and sauteed spinach and mushrooms. It was actually pretty good, and I got enough fruit salad to make up for it, justincase.
I'm avoiding thinking about life/future, especially with the spector of "mothering" looming over me. Especially since Carly got herself (purposefully) knocked up, I'm starting to feel the tinge of adulthood encrouching upon my post-adolescene childhood. Grr.
Returning to "adolescence", I'm rewatching episodes of Ouran High School Host Club on Hulu. I'm laughing constantly in a way that I haven't in an anime for quite a while; even though I'm familiar with the jokes, my love and knowledge of shoujo has deepened, and thus follows my appreciation for Ouran. With all those anime scholarly articles sitting beside me, I'm also tempted to do some insane disseminating of my own. In fact, a short essay on how Utena set the stage for Ouran is alreayd brewing in my head, but then again, Utena will always make you think and compare everything to it.
Ach, restless legs! Bedtime!