Camp

I got a haircut and kind of look like Sia's manager now. Not sure I'm happy about that.

I'm also enjoying the hell out of Community, the second season of Top Chef, and Fever Ray. And have a couple of pointless stories that might as well wait a few more days. Or weeks.

From time to time my former boss blurts out her impressions on Buffy via gtalk (in real time). She's currently in the 3rd season, so there's quite a lot. It fills me with joy and tearful pride. It's what I imagine watching your challenged child take that first step after all must feel like.

Petrie

I could never fully relate to family dramas. I figured it was because my family was exceptionally issue-free. Turns out the reason was my arrested development, and now that I've finally left the nest, I find myself getting a crash-course of all the cliches you could think of. I had them over for dinner last Friday and the whole family dynamic got turned inside out. It's like this heaving, freaky blob that's mutating at the speed of light, up to a point where I'm not sure where we'll be at in a week's time.

I cooked an ungodly amount of pasta with feta cheese, olives and sundried tomatoes, and there was a lot of leftovers. The pasta turned out to be surprisingly good though, so I helped myself to two offerings today. Ergo, no lunch for tomorrow. The whole food logistics thing still eludes me.

Got a haircut. I kinda like it, but there's an issue. I'll see if I can work around it.

Need lots of random stuff for the apartment. Mop head. Scissors. Sugar bowl. Sofa. Extension cord. Salad bowl. Bowls in general. A stick of dynamite to blow the fucking armchair up. I already bought a big-ass knife, a bedspread, and new curtains. They need to be shortened though. Sigh.

You know how sometimes the only way to salvage some relative sense of self worth is by realizing that luckily there isn't enough time in the world for this other person to achieve everything they're capable of? Yeah, I figured you wouldn't.

Closing time

This could be an interesting year. Things are getting bigger, but in a natural, evolutionary rather than revolutionary way. That is, if everything actually clicks.

Dream global, think local, and who knows - the middle just might turn out to be golden.

I think I'm getting pretty zen about the Big Stuff. And I enjoy the silence more and more.

In Gdansk, there is a barber shop called Blue Sun. Just thought you should know.