Weekend Activity Report

[malsperanza]

Cubic meters of old newspapers thrown away: 32

Cubic meters of old newspapers retained because, actually, I still want to read that one article: 12

Cat boxes cleaned: 0

Number of bills paid: 3

Pumpkin pies eaten: 1

Number of days needed to eat pie: 1

Chapters of Quicksilver read: 24 (short chapters, though)

Other books read: 1

Cubic meters of summer clothing put away and winter clothing unpacked: 0

Walks in the park: 1

Number of DVDs watched: 7 (see list below)

Number of times "Buckaroo Banzai" watched: 2

Visits to gym: 0

Books removed from floor and inserted on bookshelves: 20

Books remaining on floor: Vast, untold number

*Sigh* Best estimate of books remaining on floor: 60

Things filed: 8

New things arriving that need filing: 26

Percentage of studio cleaned: 15%

Number of digital-image management programs downloaded and installed: 0

Percentage of checkbook balanced: 100%

Percentage of checkbook balanced without discrepancies: 0%

Running meters of bookshelves rearranged: 600, give or take

Number of imported Venetian glass dragonflies attached to chandelier by means of intricate network of hand-strung glass beads: 2

Branches of blown-glass mistletoe attached to chandelier by means of i.n.o.h-s.g.b: 1

Number of glass leaves attached to chandelier by means of i.n.o.h-s.g.b: 9

Running feet of i.n.o.g.b. strung: A gazillion, at least

Number of movies watched while stringing i.n.o.g.b.: 7

Hours spent working on The Project: 4

Hours spent working on The Project productively: 0

Number of lamps rewired: 1

Number of important phone calls made: 2

Number of important phone calls not made: 2

Number of phone calls from mother dodged thanks to call screening: 2

Degree of appreciation for call screening: High

Hours spent gluing small things to other things: 5

Number of picture frames covered with small, colorful, random glued objects: 1

DVDs:
L'Avventura
Blood Simple
Pandaemonium
Lumiere
Buckaroo Banzai
Down by Law
Dead Man

Fun:Guilt ratio: 10:4

Comments

[malsperanza.livejournal.com]

you seem more productive than I am at staying on top of things

Not at all. I am just probably more willing to wait until critical mass has been reached, and the whole thing is in danger of plummeting through the floor onto the nice downstairs neighbor's head. Am very houseproud: I clean my house once a year, whether it needs it or not.

My apartment = Red Lectroid nest. With books.

Definitely. This is why we love Red Lectroids so much: we are them. One of the many nice things about them is that they are book lovers--Dr. Lizardo has huge stacks of books everywhere, though whether he reads or eats them is difficult to say. I tried to use the zoom feature to read some of the titles, but couldn't.

OTOH, he also reads Time magazine, which is odd, if you consider that Red Lectroids are more or less a reconfiguration of the Red Martians of the Wells brothers' (H.G. and Orson) imagining, which were, in turn, a not-so-subtle metaphor for Fear of Reds, whereas Time is hardly a member of the Commie-loving liberal press.

I am pretty sure there are a couple of tins of Lazzaroni amaretti lying around this place, and probably a box of Screaming Yellow Zonkers as well, which AFAIK have not been manufactured since 1985.