Fooding It Up (or Not) [2011/10/08]

Less than four hours until the sun sets. I CAN DO THIS.

Alright, I may have sounded like a little bit of a crazy person there, but I've been fasting since approximately 7 pm last night, so I feel like I have a right to be going a little crazy right now. I've been distracting myself, for the most part — and I slept for about eleven hours last night, which helped — but I tend to be an incredibly food-conscious person even when I'm full to bursting, so it's hard to be in a situation where merely thinking about food is a masochistic endeavor.

(Here is an example of some of the things which have been running through my head: I made potato-onion-scallion soup yesterday! I had the most amazing mushroom panini from Red&Black! Today I want to make apple-sweet potato fritters for dinner, and also bake an orange, yogurt & olive oil cake!)

...It's an issue.

Luckily, I also have craft projects, homework (some — it's hard to concentrate when hungry), a few issues of Lucifer (the DC comic, a spin-off of Neil Gaiman's comic The Sandman), my as-yet-unpainted nails, and TV shows to distract me — and this blog post, of course. So let's talk about me some more!

(This blog probably makes it sound like I'm the most self-obsessed person in the universe. I'm not, I promise! At least I hope I'm not. Hmm. I'll have to get back to you guys on that.)

[Under the cut: my week and other stuff. Descriptive, right?]
Let's see. Last Saturday I went to see the Last Five Years, which was pretty awesome — I knew before I went that I loved Jason Robert Brown, who wrote the show, but I feel like after the show my love increased exponentially. The actors were also disgustingly talented, which is always fun. Afterwards, of course, my friends and I congregated at Late Night at Asian/Asian-American House and discussed which of the characters we felt worse for. (The Last Five Years is almost like a Sondheim show, in that it's brilliant and the music is wonderful and you also walk out of it pretty much convinced that all relationships are doomed to failure.) It was a nice night — pretty chill.

Oh god, look at all that food... Ahem. Moving on!

I spent most of Sunday finishing up a response paper and trying frantically to write an essay for my Commodity Cultures class. It was on regifting, which I actually find an incredibly fascinating topic — it's almost funny, how this class hits so many Tell Me More buttons I didn't realise I had — but for some reason, the essay took a ridiculous amount of time to write. Who knows.

I'm honestly just hoping that I don't have too difficult a time with the two essays I have due the week that The Curious Savage goes up. Oh, yeah. Hell week is going to be about ten times as hellish as usual.

Speaking of Curious Savage, that was one of the other non-school things I did this week: rehearsal! I also have one of my lines memorized, which seems really unimpressive but becomes so much less pathetic when you realise that my lines are almost entirely collections of non-sequiturs. (It'll make sense if you see the show.)

Also, I got to watch Ferris Bueller this week and then discuss it intellectually — for class! My life, you guys. MY LIFE IS SO GREAT. My friends make fun of my for having such an irrational attachment to 80s movies, especially John Hughes movies, but I have no shame about enjoying movies that are chock-full of maximum ridiculousness.

...But don't get me wrong, I wouldn't have wanted to live back then or anything. They didn't have the internet.

Other than that, well. On Thursday I had a giant music swap with some of my friends before watching Glee and New Girl (also, Suburgatory this week? Pretty excellent. Here's hoping it keeps going well), which was exciting — music! Yay! Although now I should probably go clear out the clutter on my hard drive, just to make sure I have room for the ~1000 new songs I have.

Friday, like I said, I made soup. It was supposed to be potato leek soup, but instead it was potato, onion and scallion soup, since Weshop didn't have leeks this week. (We got potatoes for Fruit & Veggie co-op. I don't really like baked potatoes, and I don't usually make mashed potatoes, so I had to think of something to do with them. Plus, I like soup.)

This isn't actually mine — it's the photo from formerchef.com, where I got the recipe. Still, mine looks pretty much exactly like that.

Then my flatmate and I went to see Dog Sees God, which is a play vaguely based on the Peanuts universe, in which Charlie Brown (called CB for copyright reasons) and the gang are all in high school, Snoopy just had to be put down after getting rabies and savaging Woodstock, and Lucy is in a psychiatric institution for pyromania. As you may be able to guess, it's a pretty ridiculous show, and honestly I think that both the script itself and this particular production had a few issues, but it was enjoyable and the relationship between CB and Beethoven (Schroeder) was poignantly done, so. A good night.

And now I am here. Starving. I'm going to go find other ways of distracting myself now — but hey, now it's only about three hours until sunset!

[Original tags for this post: 80′s movies, acting,Food, more food,Plays, stuff I have done, the lack of food, the play’s the thing, totally self-indulgent]