Seizing the Evenings
I’m trying very hard to seize as much of these evenings as I can. With my new job I usually don’t get home before 7pm, most of the times it’s past 7:30 pm until I finally open to the door to our apartment. But these days have been so lovely and I try to pack what’s left of them full with stuff I need to do.
Unfortunately one of things I need to do is watch the rest of season 1 of Babylon 5 before Friday. Which means five episodes to watch tomorrow and the day after that. Someone at work lent me the DVDs, but it’s her last day on Friday and so I need to be done with it by Thursday evening. I hate that I have to spend the evenings like that, but then again, once you got into that show you don’t want to pass the chance of watching as much as you want. I had some trouble at first, because the show is so old (in comparison) and it shows, but I’m just starting to love it. So there it goes. Five episodes in two nights. I can do this. I know I can.
The rest of the evening is for reading and hanging out with my nifty new laptop. I love it. I love that I can write blog entries from wherever in the apartment I want. This one’s coming from the bed again. I might declare this my favorite spot for writing blog entries.
The balcony, though, is great, too. We’re having the most lovely spring weather here and I even spend some time this evening reading there with my lovely IKEA dragonfly lights (I think you need some pictures to see what I’m talking about – I’m on that) glowing in the dark. As for reading, I finally decided to force myself to read all those books that have stayed untouched for so long. Something needed to be done about those poor books. Now I decided that I’m not allowed to order new books until I’ve read those four books eagerly waiting for me. Problem was that three of them are in French and one is that ridiculously long Quicksilver by Neal Stephenson.
I thought I was brave when I finally grabbed „Vingt milles lieues sous les mers“ by Jules Verne, figuring that I’d have problems with whatever old French words and idioms I’d have to deal with. Turns out, it’s pretty easy to read. Plus, it has neat pictures. I only kind of blank out when it comes to fishes. I think that squale means shark and requin, too. But I stopped looking it up. If there’s a paragraph full of strange words, I figure they’re talking about fish. Nothing more to see, move on. It’s fish. How much more would I need to know?
Anynow, these are the days and with some luck the weekend will be just as nice and then I won’t even have to speed-watch anymore episodes of Babylon 5 and can waste all of the day on the balcony.
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PS: Don’t get me wrong. I do watch these shows because I want to. It just sucks when you have to hurry through a whole season.