if only elevator music were like this.

Had dinner at a certain dining bar with my boyfriend. Didn’t care much for the food but the music was fantastic (check it out below). We ended up staying for a few hours long after our half-eaten meals were taken away and spent the time talking… and lightly arguing *rolls eyes*. Sometimes I feel like we’re an old married couple, and I’m not sure whether that’s a good thing or not. I feel like we’re both way past all the shit that relationships bring. We used to fight a lot; crazy, irrational, epic fights that would often get physical (at least from my part. I’ve learned not to let my fists do the talking now). Although now, the only physical interaction that happens when we argue is when he holds my hand as soon as I utter a profanity in Italian. What a good boyfriend <3

Today was a happy one, which wasn’t much of a surprise. I woke up five, yes, five hours earlier than usual to enroll for a Lit Crit class that isn’t part of my major’s curriculum. I will definitely have trouble later on when the minor subjects I keep holding off pile up at the end of next year. But how could I refuse when the professor himself called me up to join his class? Never mind that he just had to call me at seven in the morning to relay the flattering invitation, leaving me no time to grumble at the unforgivably early wake-up call. My mother became very irritable when she found that her Balenciaga invitation came more than a month late (which I found very funny), so I told her to get on the internet for the pictures–to which she started tutting, saying, “That is not how it works, Alessandria… *$&^#%@!” … Ahh, selective hearing. Gotta have it.

Then my siblings started imitating the characters from Spirited Away. They’ve only seen it once, which was over a month ago, but they still remember that movie. It’s high up on my list of favourites, I have to say. They always laugh when I do an impression of the bodiless heads saying oy oy oy. Haha. Then they do a radish spirit dance. It’s just too cute. I wish I had recorded it. Maybe tomorrow.

One short-run marginal cost in the overhead, although this only affects labour inputs during production, is that I somehow promised someone, despite a high marginal propensity to consume, that I would put a long-term cessation to my conspicuous consumption of a demerit good, tobacco, since the rate of interest isn’t very attractive. Ah, where was I? Hehe… selective memory. Gotta have it (or not *gulps*).

Wow, this was long.

Sleepy time. Zzz

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[ day 6: ” a song that reminds you of somewhere ” Elevator Music vol. 1 (Fabric) - Various ]