I was writing myself a note: BRING GROCERY LIST TO WORK. Tomorrow, I am being treated to a rare ride out to Loblaws, which means: GROCERIES! Laura and Scott have the luxury of a car and have graciously let me climb aboard to go buy food tomorrow. I know they go right before supper, which means I'll have to be ready immediately after work. So I don't forget and freestyle buying groceries (we all know this ends badly, especially right before dinner...), I decided to write myself a reminder note and stick it to my fridge. In an attempt to grab a magnet, I smashed the locker mirror I have on my freezer door. Great.
Normally I wouldn't post about smashing a mirror because naturally I'm not really suspicious. I am a scientist and so I believe in natural causation: science is freaky sometimes and weird coincidences happen. Yes, I believe in karma, but in some ways I believe that treating everyone the way you want to be treated is rewarding not because of the good treatment you will receive from others in return but rather the good treatment you will receive from yourself. Isn't it a nice concept, to think that we do good deeds in life to feel good about ourselves? Isn't that reward enough? Surely if you feel good about yourself it doesn't matter if others treat you unfairly or cruelly, because your compassion towards yourself overcomes any mistreatment from others?
Regardless, I smashed a mirror. This should result in seven years of bad luck for me. This is about the length of a combined MSc-PhD program. Coincidence? Hmm...
I realize that this blog is turning more into a personal blog about what's going on in my brain than what it was originally intended for: to share my thoughts on food. A line from Eat Pray Love springs to mind: "Say it like you eat it," the notion of describing things simply even though they may be complex. In much the same way as I spare you the stupid details about the flavour balance in the food I eat, and lately the descriptions altogether, I am trying desperately to spare you the details of all the shit going on in my head, and laying it all out.
Unfortunately, this isn't going over so well. Either I haven't got one simple idea in my head, and am describing to you with great accuracy the complexity of the brain-jumble occuring in my mind, or, my ideas are very simple and I'm overdescribing them. I cannot decide which is worse.
Come to think of it, I think the mirror, if it were to represent anything, would represent that grad school is not only going to be long, but is going to feel long as well. Further contemplation of the phrase tells me that, indeed, I should learn to parla come magni. The next post will be about food, I swear.
PS. Everyone should watch Madagascar. Just sayin.
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