Chosen Environment

One of the interesting things about the more permanent internet media like webpages is that people are more likely to post unhappy things there than happy things. I don't think that's necessarily because their lives are unhappier, but because joy is a thing that happens when you're involved in the world and caught up in something, while unhappiess tends to happen when you're not otherwise occupied.

(Don't believe me? Run a test for a couple of days on yourself. Let me know how it turns out).

Anyhow, this seems to be a particularly hard time for most of the people I have friended over here on LJ. *Manyrandomhugs* to all of you.

For the last two or three days livejournal's been the major source of social interaction for me. That is, I've been spending time on livejournal slightly more than I've been interacting with the SO, and interacting with other peopel a fair bit less than that.

It's interesting to me that I'm not getting swept away, but am instead holding my equilibrium just fine. I think I should choose a little less of it, or a little more of a different kind of interaction, soon though.

This is a good week. I think I really needed the time to myself (time with the SO is time with myself :) to just let stuff filter through my head instead of having it constantly happen to me, instead of constantly being on the move from house to house and person to person. I'd thought of doing it before, on my own (please don't call me or come over, I need a week off you people who I'm closest to) but had never found thr willpower to do it. Convenient that it came along on its own.

I'm looking forward to seeing them again, of course, but I don't feel bad about not doing it now. And ...yeah, I think I have some talking to do with the Juggler. That relationship's been very strange for the last little while, like a pot that's losing its centre on th ewheel and is about to go flying off but never does. It used to be so peaceful, and without acquiring disharmony it's lost that. I'm not sure why, but we'll see.

The garbage is taken out at TOH. If I can remember, I need to head back there today and plant the basil seeds. Sure, it's too early for basil that will go in the ground, but it's good to have around.

Pottery tonight. Should be lots of time on the wheel, and I can see how my pots fired up. I glazed them last time, and glazing is one thing I know nothing about. Can't wait to get on the wheel.

Did some shopping yesterday and got a bunch of stuff. I've been having problems with white pasta, it makes me feel hyper and sluggish at the same time, so I'm trying out some potato gnocci and some polenta this week to see how those go. I'm also doing up a stirfry and some roast chicken, all for appropriate meals. :) It's nice to be cooking. It's nice to be cooking, to have other people appreciate the cooking, and not to feel bad because I'm making food and some people around me are going without.

I think I need to do some thinking about doing this more. I wonder if there are any half-price cookbook stores? :>

That's the end of the long ramble for now. Take care.

Oh, and mysticalseeker: Thursday middle-to-early afternoon on Prexus, or really anywhere, serverwide channel dramatis, password dramatis. I'm meeting with a roleplay guild leader to interview her. ;) She says Xegony has the most roleplayers, followed by Erollisi Marr.

A Phone Call!

*laugh*

Nice to talk to them both, but man, does it ever get more complicated...

Yeah, definite reentry fears on my part. Hope everyone knows what they want and asks for it. Worried that if people aren't really clear it's gonna blow wide open.

Verbosity and Lesbian Art

First off, it's cold outside. It's a foggy cold, the kind where you can see the individual drops of mist hanging under the streetlights and feel them as little blades of ice against your skin. Not cold enough to chill to the bone if you're behind a shelter, but icy.

Second off, I must regretfully admit to making stereotypical Lesbian Art. This is a terrible thing. Are you ready for the details?

The SO and I need sauce dishes, for eating sushi or whatever, and so I figured, why don't I make some at my pottery class? So I got there today, and the wheels were all full, and I thought I'd play around. So what did I make? Vaginal sauce dishes, complete with pretty little clits on one end.

This is what repressed, tragic lesbian artists are supposed to make, right? It's terribly funny that it's me doing it. I don't *feel( stereotypical or repressed.

On the bus ride home I was thinking, okay, so I'm really bi and not lesbian. So since I have two vaginal sauce dishes (and one vaginal plate thus far, on the way to a full dinner set) then why not make two more, phallic sauce dishes?

I'm just wondering how to do that logistically.

I'm so entertained. :)

Also, my house no longer smells like it did when we moved in. Now it smells like my home and that's cool. Must be because I've been cooking on so many consecutive days.

The polenta was a success, I like it fried and it doesn't feel icky like pasta does. Gnocci next. Well, after the roast chicken. :/ Need to find a good non-chicken-only butcher around here.

Thinking about making baked beans on Saturday, but not sure if the day will be settled enough to get through them. Those are a great thing to make at home. :)