November 16th, 2004


Left undone

The things-I've-done meme is doing the rounds again, getting longer and longer. I have a love-hate relationship with these lists; on the one hand I love accumulating lists of places I've been, books I've read, people I've kissed, things I've done that I ought not to have done, things I have left undone that I ought to have done, and so on; on the other hand I feel that just listing isn't enough, that I need to learn something from them, use them, incorporate their substance into the essay rather than just citing them in the bibliography.

At the weekend I did various things for the first time:

- went shopping in Camden on my own (and didn't get lost!)
- bought something from Cyberdog
- got a cigarette burn from a careless goth in a club (ow!)
- rode on the London night bus
- drove a Transit van
- went to Borders late at night just to buy a portable Scrabble set
- ate a "L'Autunno" salad at PizzaExpress (newish menu addition, I think, & very nice)
- took the commuter train to work

Which gives you an incredibly incomplete but surprisingly representative picture of the weekend.

Last night I planned to do lots of things after my karate lesson: cook dinner, phone my parents, practise piano and violin, tidy my room, assemble the spare clothes-rail in the spare room, update my LiveJournal, and reply to a long email. In the end I managed to: cook dinner (half a roast pumpkin stuffed with butterbeans, celery, mushroom, garlic, coriander, tomato purée and lemon juice -- IOW, really random leftovers), phone my parents; wash some clothes, read Nick Hornby's How to be Good and Erich Kästner's Lottie & Lisa, rip another batch of CDs to mp3, scan in a photo, have a bath, and eventually get to sleep just before 2 a.m. (feeling guilty about having not replied to the long email despite staying up late).

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Well, that was a waste of time, wasn't it? Next up: the 1500 question purity test. Or maybe I could poke my eyes out with forks.