September 19, 2005
-I succumbed, briefly, to a cold. I have to admit, it was really, really nice to sleep into the afternoon. Hopefully I did not share my germs with the people I ran into this weekend.
-I did not win the $250m lottery. Oh well.
-I love breakfast. I celebrate this on the weekends when we can go to the Flying Biscuit or to another place, with such charming names as Sun in My Belly. I ran into a professional colleague that I've met at various functions. It was really nice to see a friendly face so unexpectedly. We're close in age, and she seems so cool and so interesting that I hope to be friends, not just people who say hi at the latest luncheon.
March of the Penguins. I've wanted to see this documentary all summer and finally made plans with the Ethers and the Weird Babes for an outing. I expected fun, silly moments, an onslaught of cuteness, and even peril as brought on by Mother Nature. I really liked it. I didn't expect, however, to come out feeling kind of depressed about it. The penguins go through so much for the sake of perpetuating their species. They cross great distances across the ice to find their mates, take turns to protect their precious eggs in brutal, polar conditions, cross back to the water to gorge on enough food for themselves and the future chick, back and forth, back and forth until the chick can fend for itself. Every step along the way is fraught with peril. The elements, predators, timing - everything and anything could go wrong. If the penguins were humans, I think they'd be characters out of a Solzhenitsyn novel.
The ability of the penguins to survive, despite such incredible conditions, is amazing. I should envy them - by instinct, they know their purpose in this world, in this life. Things are less complicated when life is a matter of endurance, of survival from moment to moment.
What else? Chocolate cake, Battlestar Galactica (the miniseries), Target, feeding cats, re-reading Dragonsinger, finding new books and music, detaching myself from all the bad news that's in every day of the paper.