There’s only one more week left in January. Can you believe this stuff? February holds Valentine’s Day, and while I’m not the biggest fan of it because I’m in the “Celebrate your love EVERY DAY.” camp, and not only that: Commercialism, commercialism everywhere.
I’ll watch Bones’ Valentine’s Day episode and that’s about it. Maybe I’ll be nice and do a whole sap-filled “love story” post for the ‘holiday’. We’ll see.
My friend also promised me that on Valentine’s Day he’s going to take me to a shooting range a la Booth and Brennan and celebrate Valentine’s Day Massacre.
Is that morbid? Yeah. We’re a little morbid.
On Monday, Rin turned 23! I’m pretty certain you read all about my fiasco with Amazon. Luckily, they were there on the same day, the only issue was that Rin’s PO box was full so they marked it as an attempted delivery and I flipped out because I didn’t want the poor thing to make multiple trips. Because that sucks.
Indeedles, it is safe to reveal the second gift now. 😉 As this is the photo they sent me anyhow.
Well, I HOPE YOU STEP ON ONE.
(Yes, you can play with me, send game requests to cinnabubbles Don’t expect crazy fast turns. I play on my own terms. Sometimes I get bored, yo.)
Netflix added a boatload of Asian Dramas to its streaming lineup again. I watched Little Red Flowers (pictured above) and Miao Miao (pictured below) so far. Apparently Little Red Flowers is also a book, so I’ll have to see if I can snatch it up. The ending was a little confusing because I expected more…
Qiang is a four-year-old little rebel, possessed of a pair of luminous eyes and a precociously indomitable will. His father deposits him at a well-appointed residential kindergarten in post-1949 Beijing, since his parents are often away. Life at the kindergarten appears rich and colourful, made up of a variety of cheerfully sunny rituals and games meant to train these children to be good members of society. But it’s not so easy for Qiang to adapt to this kind of carefully organized, minutely scrutinized collective life. A fierce individualist in miniature, he tries but fails to conform to the model his teachers enforce. Yet he still craves the reward that the other students win: the little red flowers awarded each day as tokens for good behaviour. But Qiang doesn’t win any flowers: he can’t yet dress himself, and doesn’t play together with the other kids. He even dares to talk back to the strict Teacher Li and Principal Kong when they try to impose some discipline on him. Gradually, his charisma and bravado start to win over his classmates: their stealthy little rebellions gain steam when he succeeds in convincing everyone that Teacher Li is a child-eating monster in disguise. When their attempt to capture her is thwarted, Qiang’s resistance develops a more disturbing dimension, and he is forcibly ostracized from his companions. Will he succumb to the adult-enforced conformity around him, or will he insist on growing up his own way, by his own rules?
Miao Miao was rather funny, but didn’t end how I wanted it to. All in all, pluses all around for being a ladygay movie.
18 year-old Ai lives the life of a mischievous teenager. She ignores her studies, putting all her passion into baking cakes that always come out burnt, lopsided, or hard as a rock. Ai cannot imagine a greater happiness than one day making the perfect pastry, until someone new walks into her life and Ai discovers some things in life are sweeter than cake.
This is Miao Miao, a shy exchange student from Japan. Yet behind Miao Miao’s modest exterior hides a master chef. Miao Miao teaches Ai the delicate art of baking and Ai introduces Miao Miao to Taipei’s ugliest snack, chicken feet. Both girls promise to make this year special. The year Miao Miao will do everything she’s not allowed to do at home.
Ai imagines this as a life where they can do whatever they want. Get a tattoo or a belly button ring. A life away from her estranged father. But for Miao Miao, this means finding her first love. The kind of love her grandmother still talks about, even after Alzheimer’s has erased all other memories.
As the year’s big baking competition nears, Miao Miao spends less time by the oven and more time in a second-hand CD shop (once, it was a cake shop where Miao Miao’s grandma first found love as a young girl). Its owner, Chen Fei, shuts out the world, using his headphones like earplugs. Miao Miao makes it her mission to uncover what past sadness has led him to hate music so much. But when Ai realizes Miao Miao is falling in love with Chen Fei, Ai discovers her feelings for Miao Miao may go deeper than she ever expected.
That summer, Miao Miao and Ai learned what it is to love. Their summer together perhaps did not last long. But life’s emotional journey is just beginning.
Hockey returned to my television Saturday night. This pleased me. The Devils beat the Islanders which pleased me even more.
The only sucky part was that I had to watch the Islanders broadcast because the Devils broadcast wasn’t in HD. (Weird, right?)
Chocolate Fudge poptarts and hot chocolate have become my staple night snack this week.
Only because my period decided to be all HI, HOW YOU DOIN’? on the 17th.
I’m now shamelessly addicted to eggplant rollatini. A new italian restaurant opened a few months ago and they finally dropped their menu in our mailbox. It’s still busy and they often have us waiting an hour for our delivery, but it is SO worth the wait.
Mint chocolate pudding cake.
That is all.
This be my FAT lazy puppy.
Dator is overweight at 110 pounds.
He weighs more than I do.
Sorry puppy, you need a diet.
After Hockey on Saturday, I watched Ted.
OH. MY. GOD. So, so SO funny. Despite how ‘cute’ it looks, it is WAY inappropriate for children.
How was your week, as usual?