2003-01-02 - 10:56 pm
We picked up another handful of movies from the rental store a few blocks away. I love how all we do is watch movies endlessly, falling asleep towards the middle and waking up with the credits. In a comforting way it reminds me of spending time with Bekah, watching movie after movie and never really getting sick of sitting in the same spot for hours. Popcorn, takeout from Mary Brown's and two-litre Pepsi's, there isn't anything else much like it.
It doesn't feel like 2003 at all, it doens't even feel like January. In three weeks I'll be turning twenty-one and knowing me I'll probably forget until Dad mentions it at dinner. I think it's the humidity and mild temperatures here that are throwing me off course, and having an arid early winter in Calgary didn't help things either. It's amazing how effected one can be by the weather.
New Year's Eve was spent at Austin's place with a small group of people and an episode of Buffy. I continued to drink Americanized Kokanee (Kokanee being a light beer brewed in British Columbia) out of my own nervous social habits, but thankfully four bottles didn't harm me too much since American beer is severely watered down. We brought in the New Year hiding in his bedroom standing in front of the small television set, hugging random drunken people in the living room and then retreating back behind closed doors.
It's not that I'm at all an anti-social person, I can be quite the opposite really. I guess it is when I'm around strangers and aquaintances that I feel the need to creep away by myself and/or attach myself to the one person that I know (ie: Austin) making myself appear to be a lovesick social-retard.
Though, I will say it's funny to have sex when other people are there just seperated by twenty feet and a thin wall. Oh my!
New Year's Day was quite relaxing, waking up late and eating a late lunch at the bar next door. Bruschetta and two cold glasses of Root Beer, it doesn't get much better. We went with Jenna to Powell's, the largest independent book store in America. When I was last here I had picked up three books in the fiction department that all had pictures of legs on their covers, an unconcious act on my part. 
This time, though, it was a beautiful book about fashion sitting perfectly in the rare books department just begging to be picked up. Fashion, written by the Kyoto Costume Institute, is 786 pages of the most amazing costumes documenting the 18th-20th centuries. Sure, it was expensive but since I don't have any plans to get any clothes or buying anything else for that matter I thought it was a good investment - especially since I plan on majoring in textiles. Yea, it was a good buy.
We went to the OMSI for the better part of the day today, catching a show at the planetarium and at the Omnimax. We got caught in the rain on the way home and were soaked by the time we walked through the door. But you know, I wouldn't give the rain up for anything even if my socks and underwear both manage to get drenched.
And now, as the night gets a little colder, we just flipped on a Monty Python movie and I'm contemplating whether I want to eat my rice bowl now or wait until tomorrow. Yea, my life is quite complex.
PS: Mom's flight was cancelled tomorrow due to a major snow storm in Toronto and I only wish it blacks out the entirity of Central Canada until Wednesday so I can see her when I come back.
