Archive for December, 2003

December 30, 2003

“The best way to waste your life is by taking notes. The easiest way to avoid living is to just watch. Look for the details. Report. Don’t participate … be a reporter. Be a grateful audience .” —Chuck Palahniuk

Sometimes I think I take too many notes.

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December 26, 2003

Somehow I averted a disaster in the kitchen today, the kind which seem to have characterized the holidays of late, i.e., the 12-24 excavation of last Christmas and more recently, the plastic fiasco at Thanksgiving last month.

Recap of the day. Was a fairly gray Christmas. The rain came down all day. Woke up fairly late–at the cusp of noon. Spent the morning and afternoon my house in Walnut, so come 5pm, my nerves were pretty frazzled. After a late–and I mean late–lunch of singang, I took off for the refuge of Aunt Julie’s in LA. What a relief. I had a great time with Adam, of course. Lying on our backs on the living room floor, we watched the documentaries on the Two Towers DVD and competed to see who could keep their legs in the air the longest. Aunt Jules, of course, was faithful to her calling in the kitchen. She cooked up a batch of lumpia shanghai and later, upon Adam’s request, baked chocolate chip cookies (of which I had 4 or 5). It turned out later that she had rented Mostly Martha. While we watched it, she kept commenting on all the details, how beautifully everything was shot, how close the aesthetic of the film was to my own.

It’s 1am now as I write. Am sitting on the couch in my aunt’s living room. All is quiet save for the humming of the fridge in the kitchen, the ticking of the clocks and the slow, steady hiss of the gas-burning fireplace adjacent to the couch. Haven’t really read any of Vivir Para Contarla like I had planned, but I did get to gather my thoughts a bit. Am thankful for that.

Other thoughts that have been running through my head this week? I can’t believe I have just one semester left in SF. Come May, some decisions will really have to be made. God, for your guidance.

December 23, 2003

Took a trip to downtown LA earlier today to drop off film at my lab. Later, I cut through Little Tokyo and poked my head into one of the shops and was browsing around a bit, standing at the register actually, admiring all the Totoro paraphenalia, when I ran into a good friend of mine! So random. After laughing over the randomness of our meeting, we conspired to find some mochi ice cream. We ended up buying a box of red bean mochi ice cream at a little market a few doors away. We sat for awhile in front of a bakery, partaking of our mochi and some good conversation. However, the task of polishing off six whole pieces of mochi became too much responsibility, so we gave our last two pieces to a girl who was selling roasted chestnuts just outside the market. I hope she enjoyed them.

December 18, 2003

Melissa sits on my bed and recounts her day. She’s about spent as I am. We’ve both had a long semi-sleepless week. The best (or worst) part of her day…being engulfed by a sea of black and blue plaid-clad first-graders at the bus stop. Fifty-one screaming kids. Love the imagery.

Note to self: check fluids before Friday.

December 17, 2003

Dusk is one of my favorite times of the day.  Lately, the sunsets in the city have been inconceivably beautiful.  I’m looking out into a pink sky from my attic window here at work.

December 17, 2003

To Boldly Go Where No One Has Gone Before

It’s the birthday of William Safire, former speechwriter for Nixon. In 1979 he began writing his “On Language” column, which lays out the dos and don’ts of grammar and usage. He has continued the column to this day. He once wrote a list called “William Safire’s Rules for Writers” as an aid for the use of correct English. The rules included, “Remember to never split an infinitive”; “The passive voice should never be used”; and “Last, but not least, avoid cliches like the plague.” What a sense of humor.

December 17, 2003

What Kind of Word Ends in -lfth?

Melissa thought of a good word to make someone spell backwards on Cranium: twelfth. Twelth. Twelf. Twelfth. Four strange consonants together. No wonder we can’t say it right.

To all other Mac users out there: Anyone having trouble posting entries on Xanga while using Safari?

December 16, 2003

I was crossing Guerrero Street late this afternoon, en route to Bi-Rite, when I ran into someone I studied with in Barcelona! She would always use the word allude in conversation. Funny. Love the smallness of our world.

There seems to be a dearth of spoons at our house. Where, o where did they all go?

December 16, 2003

I am so inconceivably exhausted and the week is only 1/3 over.  God give me strength to endure the rest of it…to be responsible and efficient with these last few commitments I have to finish before I leave for LA.  But most of all, help me to be loving and to be “all there.”

December 14, 2003

It’s amazing how good I’ve become at procrastinating.