Wednesday, April 9, 2014

Old Enough to Feel Ways About Stuff

Time to start blogging again! I've been asking myself what the point of this blog is, and whether worrying about it is worth attempting to continue. Without dumping all of my inner philosophizing here, I have concluded that I should try again with regular blogging. Lately I have been up to the following things:

I finished Damages recently and finally started on Dollhouse this week. I found the former was overall really good, with the first season being the best and the fourth, the least best. The show basically is about the parallels between older, murderous lawyer Patty Hewes and her new associate, Ellen Parsons. It's well-written enough (apart from a few weird subplots/dream sequences, like when Patty literally tries knocking down the walls in her apartment) to keep the question of whether Ellen will become Patty interesting for five seasons.

Dollhouse has a premise stolen from Neuromancer, so how could it be less than great? I've only watched the first two episodes so far, and it's interesting but nothing fascinating yet. It's moving at a good pace--Echo's shoulder-slap at the end of the second episode had me gasping for the next one, but I really can't start binge-watching another show right now, so I'm going to take this one slowly.

I've had four bowls of roasted nuts sitting on my dining table since Saturday morning that I had intended to turn into nut butter, but so far only about half of the first bowl of peanuts has been, and I just keep eating out of the other bowls (peanuts, almonds, cashews). Roasted nuts are so much better than unroasted nuts. Also, I have started to feel that brown sugar (which I'm using to flavour the peanut butter) tastes so much nicer than white sugar, so I'm now going to try to substitute it for white sugar as much as I can in my cooking.

I got a book of colourwork knitting motifs from the library and it has basically changed my life. I tried learning Fair Isle (a technique for doing colour knitting) a long time ago, but it was hard to keep the tension correct and the yarns from tangling, so I gave up in favour of learning other things, like fancy cabling. But the designs in this book are unlike anything I would have imagined trying to knit by hand. They are so gorgeous, and my weakness for beautiful things made me sit myself down and force myself to practice until I could work with multiple strands properly so that I could use some of these designs. After working a sampler pillow I started on this sweater, using a hexagonal motif that was apparently inspired by Islamic tilings. (The sweater pattern is my own; the design on the front is from a chart in the book.) I've still got 1.5 sleeves to go, so by the time I finish, it will almost definitely be too hot to wear it.

There is one other major project I'm working on right now which I am quite excited about, but since I'm only about halfway through it and this post is already quite long, I'll leave that for a later time.


Friday, December 13, 2013

A Few Barely Connected Thoughts

  1. Is it just me, or are there shades of Thomas Hardy's "The Voice" in the ending of A. J. M. Smith's "Prothalamium"?
    Tree fumbling pane, bell tolling,
    Ceiling dripping and the plaster falling,
    And Death, the voluptuous, calling.


    Thus I; faltering forward,
    Leaves around me falling,
    Wind oozing thin through the thorn from norward,
    And the woman calling.

    One compares death to a wedding ceremony; the other is about hallucinating on the moor after the passing of one's wife. Hm.

  2. I summoned the courage to buy an electronic sewing pattern! It was for the Cooper Bag by Colette Patterns. I've already made two of them (a backpack out of drapery fabric for me and a messenger out of unpatterned canvas duck for my brother) and have the fabric waiting for a "mini-Cooper" for my laptop. Not only were these fun to sew, but searching for heavy enough fabric for this project led me to discover my current favourite place for beautiful things: local fabric/home decor store Tonic Living. Their inventory is so lovely, it took a lot of self-control to stick to just getting the fabric I had originally come for, although I'm planning on going back soon to get some curtain fabric.

  3. Curtain fabric? For my new apartment, of course! Yup. It's a nice one-bedroom, and the address corresponds almost perfectly to a certain "dancing Doctor" (but I swear that's not why I picked it). Now my stuff is scattered all over the place as I ascertain what belongings I should keep and what I should consign to existlessness, so to speak. (My books are really the only things I've properly packed so far.) Also, buying new things (especially furniture) has never been this stressful. I keep worrying that once I get moved in and unpack and exhaustedly sit down for my first dinner in my first own apartment, I'll realize that after all I forgot to buy forks or something.

Tuesday, November 5, 2013

For Those of You Curious About My Departure from Facebook

People still worry about why I left Facebook back in May because I still haven't given anyone a real answer, so here it is: I left because, when it occurred to me that leaving was something I could do, I knew right away it was something I should.

I think a lot and I plan a lot, but I also know when my instinct is right about something, and then I don't waste time overthinking consequences. You might know the feeling when sometimes you're working on a problem and you get an idea that you instantly know is correct, and then after some scribbling you can see you're on the right track--but that feeling that comes first, that certainty without any evidence, that's the reason I closed my Facebook account.

It's not exactly an easy reason to express without sounding foolish, so you see why I haven't had a coherent answer to anyone's questions. But, like all major life choices that I have made seemingly without due consideration, it was, I realize six months later, definitely the right thing to do.

Tuesday, October 29, 2013

"How did you get it?"


Received my first issue of Canadian Holmes today along with a handwritten post-it! So amazing.

Monday, October 28, 2013

The Light in Your Verse and the Shadow Between

The Mentalist did a good locked room mystery yesterday, and The Good Wife aired apparently the most amazing episode which I have yet to watch, but even just reading the recaps was pretty thrilling. A few weeks ago, I decided to watch the premiere of Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. because Joss Whedon, then I kept watching because I secretly wanted the show to turn into a goofy Firefly resurrection, and now I'm actually pretty into it. It's more fun to watch than I had predicted, and there's Big Mysteries developing (re: a main character's parentage, Agent Coulson's revival) which are getting interesting. Also, I'm happy with how well I can follow what's happening, given my zero knowledge of Marvel comics.

Are all my posts going to be about television now? In the part of my life where I actually do things (instead of watching fictional people do things on my laptop screen) I keep walking into apartment viewings and walking out with application forms that I then can't bring myself to fill out. It's a bit nerve-wracking, thinking about moving out, especially when my mother gets super upset any time I bring it up. I keep asking, Is it worth the huge fight that would inevitably ensue? But I know that, like Patrick Chan apparently, I need to stop worrying about what over-controlling parents say. When your parents have spent your lifetime teaching you that making choices for yourself is a supremely selfish act, it can be hard to make up your mind. Do I really need the basic sanity that having my own place would provide? (Yes, yes I do, and I am for sure determined to let myself have it by the end of the year. ...Or at least before my next birthday.)

I also recently bought a collection of the first three No. 1 Ladies Detective Agency books, and they're quite good, though maybe something I would have enjoyed more in my teens. I have to read The Golden Notebook soon; my early twenties are almost over and that is the time of your life everyone says you should read The Golden Notebook during.