"When the last eagle flies over the last crumbling mountain..."
2020-Jul-01, Wednesday 19:02Finally went to bed on Tuesday night early and yet I still rolled out of bed at the last minute to make it to Wednesday morning prayers on time. I guess that means I need even more sleep. And the last night I stayed until 4 a.m. and woke up this morning at 11 a.m., so I'm not doing so hot on getting that sleep.
sashagee was here for most of last weekend but in the days since I haven't done that much, by design. I cleaned my home on Monday and Tuesday, vacuuming and mopping and cleaning the bathrooms and the oven and the kitchen, and just read some webcomics because I have a thousand articles sitting in my RSS waiting to be read and I need to get to them. Last night I watched more of 3月のライオン / March Comes in Like a Lion, which I've been watching slowly but steadily. It has an excellent depiction of mental illness and far less anime bullshit than 四月は君の嘘 / Your Lie in April, but that means that it's much harder to watch sometimes. Just last episode, after Rei suffered a major setback, he said:
I'm still annoyed at work, though, because I've spent most of today churning through records that don't exist. Were they already resolved somewhere else? Do we not have information on the physician other than the license I'm looking at? Who knows!
( Farmer's Market Dinner )
Last night,
sashagee and I went over to
britshlez's place to watch The Last Unicorn cartoon, which I hadn't seen even though I had read the book. I remember that
greyselke loved the movie so much, but back when we were university students it was a lot harder to get a hold of. Nowadays multiple versions are on streaming services, so I got to hear Schmendrick call himself the "last of the red-hot swamis," Molly Grue scream at the unicorn for finally coming to her too late, and Christopher Lee Christopher Lee-ing it up as King Haggard. The animation took a bit to get used to, since it's been a long time since I've seen a Rankin/Bass film, but they did an excellent job with the otherworldly nature of the unicorn and Lady Amalthea's ethereal presence. And I had forgotten the best line in the film:
We drank wine and chatted until it became a Youtube party, and when we realized it,
sashagee and I said our goodbyes and went home, finally falling asleep at 4 a.m. The next morning, we woke up multiple times but finally got out of bed at 11 a.m. so we could meet
maptekar for lunch at Sea Ranch up in Evanston.
maptekar has been talking up Sea Ranch to me for close to a month, even despite my skepticism of Midwestern sushi, and since she was so adamant that it was good I decided to trust her. My trust was well-placed--the food was delicious.
sashagee and I split a spicy salmon roll, tornado roll, and zarusoba while we sat at one table all by itself on the sidewalk and it was just
They even had a small grocery section inside, so I got some hontsuyu and muscat gummies, and then after we stopped for gelato, we all walked over the lakefront. The beaches in Evanston are mostly paid--something fortunately illegal in Chicago--so once we hit the lake we turned around and went back home, but we passed a bunch of huge houses in a variety of architectural styles, including one Spanish villa looking house and several early-American red-brick buildings. After a stop at the actual Bennison's Bakery, who repeatedly shows up at the Andersonville Farmer's Market and which apparently dates back to 1938,
maptekar drove us back and told us she'd have us over for dinner, since she promised to make borscht for me.
Now
sashagee is taking a nap out in the living room and I'm in the office, but
daniella.titone invited us to the beach with
karolina.gabriele, and we're probably going to eat a big salad and some ochazuke for dinner later. Then, well, we'll see. 
落ち込みまで下手だってI've felt like that before--that not only am I so awful that I can't even get my life right, I'm not "really" depressed because I can still go to work, or get out of bed, or cook myself food--so I know what that's like. I'm really glad that I don't feel like that now. At the moment, I'm bad at being depressed in a good way.
ochikomi made heta datte
"I'm even bad at being depressed."
I'm still annoyed at work, though, because I've spent most of today churning through records that don't exist. Were they already resolved somewhere else? Do we not have information on the physician other than the license I'm looking at? Who knows!

( Farmer's Market Dinner )
Last night,
" I am no longer like the others, for no unicorn was ever born who could regret, but I now I do. I regret."What a good movie.
We drank wine and chatted until it became a Youtube party, and when we realized it,
They even had a small grocery section inside, so I got some hontsuyu and muscat gummies, and then after we stopped for gelato, we all walked over the lakefront. The beaches in Evanston are mostly paid--something fortunately illegal in Chicago--so once we hit the lake we turned around and went back home, but we passed a bunch of huge houses in a variety of architectural styles, including one Spanish villa looking house and several early-American red-brick buildings. After a stop at the actual Bennison's Bakery, who repeatedly shows up at the Andersonville Farmer's Market and which apparently dates back to 1938, Now
