life of luxury

Ryan and I went to the grocery store this evening. We bought: milk (non-fat and whole), four frozen pizzas, eleven yogurts, margarine, three kinds of pasta, fruit juice, chicken, goya tamales, four pizzas worth of frozen pizza dough, a crockpot concoction, corn pops, grape nuts, horseradish mustard, yellow mustard, four containers of pasta sauce, two cans of baked beans, chocolate chips, 2 lbs fresh spinach, a kilo of ground coffee, 1 lb sliced roast beef, 12 oz sliced swiss cheese, mozarella cheese, six cans of black beans, a package of white hots, five kilos of basmati rice, a lime, a bag of apples, and a baguette.

We made black beans for dinner (yum!). I made some coffee but it came out tasting terrible and gave me a headache immediately. Is it the coffee (Wegman's brand) or the preparation? I'm trying to remember my Swedish coffee-making habits.

I received a tremendously exciting telephone call this week, bearing word of grand things to come. Very grand things. (Unfortunately I smashed my phone yesterday, so there will be no calls of any kind, prophetic or otherwise, for some time.) The weekend is shaping up excellently: farmer's market, tag sales, and a roadtrip to Ithaca with Brette. Tomorrow is the latest round of our favourite sweepstakes: will Tobin finish the quantum mechanics homework? haha. right.

I have this idea that I call the Life of Luxury. I don't know whether I've ever articulated its tenets, but it involves such things as bicycling and waking up early and cooking dinner and going to cafes and finishing my homework and reading books from the public library; it's hiking up that big hill on Dwight and reading Botany of Desire under a giant eucalyptus tree with the San Francisco Bay spread out before me, making waffles for the korridor, dreaming dreams and sleeping snugly. Most of all it's progress, it's traction, small moves, it's the opposite of the doldrums.

In Rochester the life of luxury is developing to involve waking up early, potlucks, sleeping in the living room, carlson library, weekend tag sales, the mt. hope diner, biking to downtown, the public library, the genesee river, weekend roadtrips, the aurora borealis, films at the little theatre, the co-op project (rochester_coop), cooking dinner with ryan, quantum mechanics, and blueberry pancakes. I'd like it to involve some homebrew digital electronics, phonons and fock spaces, but.. that's to come.

traction. small moves.

blueberry pancakes. mmmmm.