If my cell phone supported ringtones...

...I would leave my settings on "ring" rather than "vibrate" all the time.

The Danish Haven: Two more silverfish.

There were two more silverfish in the Danish Haven last night.

When I came home last night from drinking, I decided to tap the tasteful chrome base of my upright softly-lighting crepe IKEA lamp, and a quite large silverfish skittered out to the right of it and I squashed it with the upper part of my house sandals, and then had to walk across the floor with that part of my foot upraised, so the remains wouldn't rub off and stain my tasteful natural-fiber IKEA carpet with dark brown accents that pick up the wood of my vintage 1950s lamp on one of the nearby sidetables. I was able to pick the silverfish out of my sandal tread with toilet paper, and its torso was about the size of three halved toothpicks bound together.

After I got out of the shower and turned my floorlamp back on, I saw a smaller silverfish skitter out from and then back into a gap in the wainscotting.

How many hardcovers did I drop off today?

An amazing 12 hardcovers! I had a lot of room in my backpack again today (though unfortunately I discovered the zipper-chain is becoming loose along one side of the backpack). Yesterday by the time I left the library around 2pm 9 of the 10 hardcovers I had dropped off earlier that day had already been taken by people.

Three liters...

...is how much extra virgin olive oil I went through at home this year. Checked the quantity this morning.

Dinner out and a gay martini.

I was out for dinner yesterday with a few masters students who just got back to town at this one chic Thai restaurant with creative drinks. I got there a little late, and the waiter had already taken their drink orders and carded them, but as soon as I sat down, he hopped over to the table and leaned right in and asked what I wanted and didn't bother to card me and gave me all the attention in the world throughout the meal, though later when my one friend decided to finally order a drink, he carded her again, though he had already done that when they first sat down and she was thinking of maybe getting a drink.

Anyways, I finally decided to get a "saktini", a martini made up with sake and strips of lemon and cucumber peel, but instead of saying "sock-tini" (="sake" + "'tini"), I insisted on saying "sack-tini", so when the waiter came back to get my drink order, I leaned in and was like, "I would love that sack-tini." He didn't notice.

Prescription meds: Very much available in India.

I guess in India at a lot of pharmacies they hand you back your prescription once it's filled, so it's easy to go from pharmacy to pharmacy and get as much codeine you want or whatever you want. A friend of mine was studying Malayalam this summer and said half the grad students there were fucked up most the time from either way too many uppers and way too many downers.

Today...

...I left out an amazing 10 hardcovers on the free book cart! I had a lot of extra room in my backpack.