The Pleasure and the Pain
Jan. 28th, 2005 11:02 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
elfsTwo nights in a row of less that five hours sleep has me a little grimy behind the eyes. The past couple of nights I hadn't been sleeping well, and yesterday I woke up around four in the morning and crawled into the office by six or so. I had a surprisingly productive day, cranking out seven web pages with some infrastructure for a new component for our system before crashing hard around 3:00pm or so. I went home, picking up Omaha, Kouryou-chan, and a friend of Kouryou-chan's from the playground on the way home. I took a nap.
As I lay down, I heard Kouryou-chan's voice through the door say, "I want to play dress up, prince and princess." And her friend, a boy, said, "I want to play guns and armies!" I'm sorry, but nobody can tell me those differences aren't innate.
After my nap, Omaha and I decided to head out to a local fish joint for a quick bite, then I got ready to go out clubbing with some friends. It had been on my calendar for weeks and I finally got some time to exercise it. I had a good time and after a few quick phone calls we ended up at the Grind, where I'll just say this: Reality rocks.
But I'm too old to be up until 1:00am, then crawl into the office at seven.
In good news, I have been keeping up with my Japanese lessons. I just started lesson one of the third semester and have been abusing my brain with an unceasing torrent of jpop. I'm starting to pick out a lot of the words, but as always the vocabulary lags behind the grammar. Man, Ayumi Hamasaki uses the words "always" and "someday" a lot in her songs. *Grin*
For some reason I got into the "What's on your IPod?" conversation. Hmm. Fifteen hours of Japanese classes, fifteen hours of lectures on American Literature, three hours of children's music, Carl Reiner and Mel Brooks' The Two Thousand Year Old Man, three Japanese radio plays based on Mai HiME, and about sixty hours of music, about ten of which is JPop.
And I picked up China Mieville's _Iron Council_ a few weeks ago, but finally read the first chapter last night. In the first three pages I was completely entranced with his language. Gods, I'll never be that good.
As I lay down, I heard Kouryou-chan's voice through the door say, "I want to play dress up, prince and princess." And her friend, a boy, said, "I want to play guns and armies!" I'm sorry, but nobody can tell me those differences aren't innate.
After my nap, Omaha and I decided to head out to a local fish joint for a quick bite, then I got ready to go out clubbing with some friends. It had been on my calendar for weeks and I finally got some time to exercise it. I had a good time and after a few quick phone calls we ended up at the Grind, where I'll just say this: Reality rocks.
But I'm too old to be up until 1:00am, then crawl into the office at seven.
In good news, I have been keeping up with my Japanese lessons. I just started lesson one of the third semester and have been abusing my brain with an unceasing torrent of jpop. I'm starting to pick out a lot of the words, but as always the vocabulary lags behind the grammar. Man, Ayumi Hamasaki uses the words "always" and "someday" a lot in her songs. *Grin*
For some reason I got into the "What's on your IPod?" conversation. Hmm. Fifteen hours of Japanese classes, fifteen hours of lectures on American Literature, three hours of children's music, Carl Reiner and Mel Brooks' The Two Thousand Year Old Man, three Japanese radio plays based on Mai HiME, and about sixty hours of music, about ten of which is JPop.
And I picked up China Mieville's _Iron Council_ a few weeks ago, but finally read the first chapter last night. In the first three pages I was completely entranced with his language. Gods, I'll never be that good.
