Our Potterless Weekend
What a weekend. So much (and yes, so little) to recap.
On Friday, we had a plan - we were going to reward ourselves for our day's extra paper-writing effort by treating ourselves to the intoxicating madness of Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire. At around 8:30pm, we started putting ourselves together from our mop-head, pajama-clad state, purchased movie tickets over the internet, and hopped the two buses over to the downtown cinema. With 1/2 an hour to spare, things were looking good. We went to the kiosk to swipe our credit card and to collect our tickets.
Alas, we had none!
With the show completely sold out, we dejectedly sauntered home with not a word exchanged on the bus ride back. We were just too sad and too shocked to engage in post-potter banter. We still don't know how such a tragedy could have occurred...
Saturday was a blah-day. With five 20-page papers to accomplish between the two of us within the subsequent 11 day period, our day's events were rather limited to the pursuit of 100 pages, or 30,000 intelligent words. If you have any related to networks, globalization, rational choice, the European Union, offence-defense theory, or military participation, let us know.
And finally, blessed Sunday. The paper-writing continued throughout the day with breaks devoted to eating chili, downloading movies, and a call from Jonathan's folks. There was also an emergency run to Shoppers because Jonathan has been out of deoderdant for a few days now but it was only today that I finally found out he's been using mine...
At current, we have apple cider bubbling on the stove, and spice cookies about to go into the oven, thus filling our toasty little apartment with the aroma of cinnamon, orange peels, orchard apples and cloves. I had some jazzy Christmas jingles (Louis Armstrong - Winter Wonderland) playing for awhile, but after about 3 rotations, Jonathan gave me the look that it was time to turn them off. Jonathan is now preparing some delicious pad Thai, a deserving end to an otherwise, tragic, mundane, but nonetheless pleasant weekend at Oak and 12th.
Did I mention the pure sunshine on Friday and Saturday, and the ice capped north shore mountains (above) peaking just beyond our living room window?
- Sima
On Friday, we had a plan - we were going to reward ourselves for our day's extra paper-writing effort by treating ourselves to the intoxicating madness of Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire. At around 8:30pm, we started putting ourselves together from our mop-head, pajama-clad state, purchased movie tickets over the internet, and hopped the two buses over to the downtown cinema. With 1/2 an hour to spare, things were looking good. We went to the kiosk to swipe our credit card and to collect our tickets.
Alas, we had none!
With the show completely sold out, we dejectedly sauntered home with not a word exchanged on the bus ride back. We were just too sad and too shocked to engage in post-potter banter. We still don't know how such a tragedy could have occurred...
Saturday was a blah-day. With five 20-page papers to accomplish between the two of us within the subsequent 11 day period, our day's events were rather limited to the pursuit of 100 pages, or 30,000 intelligent words. If you have any related to networks, globalization, rational choice, the European Union, offence-defense theory, or military participation, let us know.
And finally, blessed Sunday. The paper-writing continued throughout the day with breaks devoted to eating chili, downloading movies, and a call from Jonathan's folks. There was also an emergency run to Shoppers because Jonathan has been out of deoderdant for a few days now but it was only today that I finally found out he's been using mine...
At current, we have apple cider bubbling on the stove, and spice cookies about to go into the oven, thus filling our toasty little apartment with the aroma of cinnamon, orange peels, orchard apples and cloves. I had some jazzy Christmas jingles (Louis Armstrong - Winter Wonderland) playing for awhile, but after about 3 rotations, Jonathan gave me the look that it was time to turn them off. Jonathan is now preparing some delicious pad Thai, a deserving end to an otherwise, tragic, mundane, but nonetheless pleasant weekend at Oak and 12th.Did I mention the pure sunshine on Friday and Saturday, and the ice capped north shore mountains (above) peaking just beyond our living room window?
- Sima
posted by Sima and Jonathan at 6:13 PM
6 Comments:
Awwww! Did Harry Potter poop on your weekend? At least you can take solace in the fact that you did more this weekend than I've done in the last month.
You should listen to The Trans-Siberian Orchestra's "A Mad Russian's Christmas." That song is incredibly cool (the guitarist is the same guy that used to play for Megadeth so its insane).
Actually, the entire album (A Christmas Eve and Other Stories) is pretty damn cool. Much better than Louis Armstrong.
Sima, you should write a book. And not one about all that crazy "public affairs" whatever. Something REAL.
Watch out Jon! If I catch you wearing my female Dior cologne this Christmas....
And no worries about the Harry Potter incident. It only comes to my town in French on the 30th of October. And Potter goes to "L'Ecole de Poudlard"!
Oh so sad.
guys, not to worry. i was able to catch the midnight showing of it here in brighton on opening night. you can take solace in the fact that i was able to see it prior to anyone else in the world.
it was rockin', but bumbledork is now a different actor. strange . . .
- brendan
hey, its juliens room mate ..lol..i gotta say jon and sima, great blogs! makes my day to read them! cant wait to meet u guys in person! keep up the good blogging!
-brian
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