In America, we need grown-up snack time. Everyone I know is looking for a snack around for four to get them through the day until they go home sometime after six. The Britain has had this problem solved since who knows when. Why did we give up on tea time after the American Revolution? Did the taxes and the Boston Tea Party and all that just put us off from tea time forever as an organized snack/break ritual? It's quite sad, really. I'm also depressed to discover that this isn't even an everyday event in Britain anymore, though the actual drinking of tea in the afternoon may have survived.
I was randomly watching Love Actually last night and this morning and I'm watching the deleted scenes and commentary (which I never used to do but now love -- I'm devouring the special features of my entire DVD collection). Hugh Grant is the Prime Minister and someone interrupts his work to give him tea and some kind of biscuit or scone to munch on. I felt jealous -- though I am not at such a lofty employment level that someone will serve me anything while I'm at work, it would be a lovely to think that at a certain hour every day tea time was served at work. Or to imagine a post-lunch nap such as a Spanish siesta.
Sunday, October 11, 2009
Saturday, October 10, 2009
Missing socks and other things
It seems I've lost some things along the way. What's standing out at the moment are my grey zip-up fleece from Old Navy (Christina at work has the same one and it reminded me how much I long for mine); certain movies like A Walk to Remember, Shall We Dance, and others -- I often do not have people that will watch girly romance movies with me so I find that my DVD collection includes many; socks -- I have bought lots of socks in the last year and some of them have grey heels, other pink. I have only one sock with a grey heel -- I think it was something like a 10-pair pack of socks and I only have one of the socks left after a year? I mean, I know that people philosophise (if that's even a word) about where socks go but seriously, where are all my socks?
The movies may have been left at my parents' house one time or another and have been put in strange places for safekeeping. The Old Navy fleece may well be in a bag of clothing that I put aside 8 months ago because I wasn't going to wear it for a long time. But the socks -- the socks elude me. I ALWAYS need socks. They are not in fact seasonal. I suppose girly romance movies aren't seasonal either but for some reason, you just have to be in the right mood to watch a lot of them.
Current movies I plan to add to my collection?
-The Lakehouse
-Dan in Real Life
-He's Just Not That Into You
-Up
-WallE
-Center Stage
-When a Man Loves a Woman
-Step Up
-Little Big League
-The Sandlot
-PS I Love You
and... that's all I can think of at the moment. I had bought The Jane Austen Bookclub and The Darjeeling Unlimited from Blockbuster for $4 apiece, since that's how much they cost to rent just once. The Jane Austen Bookclub turned into an instant favorite but the Darjeeling Unlimited was...strange. And I like strange movies. But it seemed intent on you not know what was going on in certain things and focusing on the relationship of some brothers at hand, without really ever explaining the characters themselves. And while I can get behind this type of cinema, I really like to know the backstories eventually. It's sort of a throw-away at times to never explain why a character is so strange with certain mannerisms. Like missing half of a book.
The movies may have been left at my parents' house one time or another and have been put in strange places for safekeeping. The Old Navy fleece may well be in a bag of clothing that I put aside 8 months ago because I wasn't going to wear it for a long time. But the socks -- the socks elude me. I ALWAYS need socks. They are not in fact seasonal. I suppose girly romance movies aren't seasonal either but for some reason, you just have to be in the right mood to watch a lot of them.
Current movies I plan to add to my collection?
-The Lakehouse
-Dan in Real Life
-He's Just Not That Into You
-Up
-WallE
-Center Stage
-When a Man Loves a Woman
-Step Up
-Little Big League
-The Sandlot
-PS I Love You
and... that's all I can think of at the moment. I had bought The Jane Austen Bookclub and The Darjeeling Unlimited from Blockbuster for $4 apiece, since that's how much they cost to rent just once. The Jane Austen Bookclub turned into an instant favorite but the Darjeeling Unlimited was...strange. And I like strange movies. But it seemed intent on you not know what was going on in certain things and focusing on the relationship of some brothers at hand, without really ever explaining the characters themselves. And while I can get behind this type of cinema, I really like to know the backstories eventually. It's sort of a throw-away at times to never explain why a character is so strange with certain mannerisms. Like missing half of a book.
Accidentally Locked In
In the middle of the night I could hear a rodent -- either in my apartment or in the walls. I had purposefully shut my door in suspicion of such a small intruder. I jumped out of bed and was going to go scare it away when I realized my door wouldn't open. My door closes with a tight fit on its own but I have an over-the-door shoe holder held up by hooks over the door and the tight space in combination with the hooks and the fact that I had entirely shut my door left it not only closed but EXTREMELY closed.
I couldn't get out of my room. The door opens in, so I had to pull rather than push. My doorknob is also small and of the shiny brass variety, so both slippery and hard to grasp. I am also quite weak; I have the strength of a small child (since I am in reality a small child). I pulled and pulled and pulled but to no avail. And I considered that even if I called my landlord, both of the doors to my apartment were secured with those little chain hook things (can't think of what they're called) but you have to release them from inside and require a fair amount of force to break. These are the kinds of problems in the middle of the night that you don't have if you have roommates.
I made a makeshift stool in my room and tried budging the hooks. I removed the shoe hanger and kept moving the hooks. After another five minutes of slightly less frantic but still frantic pulling on the doorknob (using a shirt to try and get a better grip) I was able to get out of my room.
I survived unscathed with an increased heartbeat and was unable to go back to sleep for a very long time. But hey, at least I'm not still stuck in my room.
I couldn't get out of my room. The door opens in, so I had to pull rather than push. My doorknob is also small and of the shiny brass variety, so both slippery and hard to grasp. I am also quite weak; I have the strength of a small child (since I am in reality a small child). I pulled and pulled and pulled but to no avail. And I considered that even if I called my landlord, both of the doors to my apartment were secured with those little chain hook things (can't think of what they're called) but you have to release them from inside and require a fair amount of force to break. These are the kinds of problems in the middle of the night that you don't have if you have roommates.
I made a makeshift stool in my room and tried budging the hooks. I removed the shoe hanger and kept moving the hooks. After another five minutes of slightly less frantic but still frantic pulling on the doorknob (using a shirt to try and get a better grip) I was able to get out of my room.
I survived unscathed with an increased heartbeat and was unable to go back to sleep for a very long time. But hey, at least I'm not still stuck in my room.
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