October 3rd, 2009 (09:11 pm)
Location:
My Dorm
Mood: enthralled
Music: In a Matter of Speaking- Nouvelle Vague
From Savage Love:
The best strategy for a teenage lesbian: Study hard and get good grades, and apply to a good liberal arts college. Good grades can open doors to a world of smart, fun, open-minded women. Four years at Wellesley were worth the debt.
Smart, Sexy & Solvent
I have a new favorite thing on the internet: If you don't know about Dan Savage, than you are about as cool as I was before I went to Halifax this year
Seriously! Funny and educational stuff to be had here.
This weekend, I am mostly proscrastinating and avoiding doing real work (hell, I still haven't typed up all of my notes from yesterday). After this post, I am going to make a real effort to get off my sorry ass and actually do the things I have to get done (homework, laundry, garbagem recycling, tidying, reading, working out).
Me and my friend Sylvia went to see a Film Festival Film today. This one was called Eatrip

It was a totally-gratuitous foody movie from- you guessed it- Japan. Basically, it's a nice little smorgasbord of different people (farmer mothers, greenies, buddhist priests, artists, designers, grandmothers, etc) talking about how they love food, and how food plays into their lives. There was lots of shots of people preparing traditional Japanese food... and then eating traditional Japanese food, and then lolling around with their friends and family happily clutching their full bellies.
If there is more to life than that, I have no idea what it is!
Since I treated for movies, Sylvia treated me to lunch. We went to Toyama (my idea) for AYCE Sushi. This one was definitely better than Richmond Sushi IMO. I got a veritable feast of sushi (they were faster with the nigiri than they were with everything else), rolls (the specialty rolls are a bit heavy on the mayonaise, which is more tart than creamy), salads (they do kimchi, which I love, despite the fact that it is Korean and not Japanese), and... Barbequed Fish heads! Sylvia was pretty grossed out when it arrived, but I thought it was really fucking good. It kind of reminded me of roast chicken like I used to have every Friday night before I switched to piscetariansim. I ate the eyeball and everything, it was just damn delicious! =D
Sylvia described the place as 'sort of half between a fancy restaurant and a TV dinner'. The insides were done up all nicely with the typical minimalist Japanese decor, and modern furniture, but there was bad 90s pop music playing loudly over the speakers (we're talking backstreet and spice world here), and bad action movies playing on televisions throughout the restaurant. I have a feeling that we caught them at a bad time (just at the end of the 'lunch' run), because halfway through our feast, all of the staff pretty much stopped working and ate their lunch, and then the music changed to more tasteful japanese-language singing. I think they try and make dinner a more 'classy' event here (which makes sense, seeing as it costs 9$ extra at dinnertime).
Okay. Enough restaurant reviews. Goddamit Jacob- you're going to turn into a John Gilchrist shaped object if you keep up this monstrous eating!

Peace out livejournal- sociology beckons...