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Pushing My Own Buttons

I wish I knew how to motivate myself. As per usual, I have several different things I’d like to get done, but I’m not motivated enough to actually do them. I’m not sure if it’s a lack of sleep or a lack of exercise or what, but I’m just not feeling it tonight. Don’t want to work on any of my three web projects, or my laundry-list of household chores/projects, or write any one of a dozen possible blog essays in my head, or even exercise. Don’t even really want to play video games. Don’t want to do a damn thing.

This can’t be normal. Really.

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Booze As Part Of A Balanced Diet

A couple weeks ago, I discovered this great site that has nutritional information for all kinds of alcoholic (and nonalcoholic) beverages. The website is drinksmixer.com, and it’s not just a good “nutritional” resource, but it also has the ever-helpful Cabinet feature. Tell it what you’ve got, both booze and “normal” beverages, and it tells you what you can make, either with only what you have or with one or two more ingredients.

I have come to an unfortunate conclusion, though. I dislike Applejack. It wasn’t very expensive, but I do wish I’d managed to sample it somewhere before procuring an entire bottle. After this, I’m not sure I’d be a fan of any kind of brandy, if apple brandy isn’t floating my boat. It’s just too damn strong; the first sip always takes my breath away. Yeah, maybe I’m a lightweight. I’m OK with that.

On the same night I bought my bottle of Applejack, though, I tried the Classic Irish Whiskey Flight at Claddagh Irish Pub. My original plan had been to sample some scotch, but the Irish whiskeys had more detailed descriptions in the drink menu, being that Claddagh is an Irish-style pub and all. So, I got three small shots of Irish whiskey, and I must say that the Jameson was my favorite of the three. The waiter made comment that a woman who likes Irish whiskey is a good catch, which amused both Aaron and myself.

I’m really not much of a drinker, and whenever I get to thinking about alcohol too much, it makes me feel like I’m some kind of lush. Which I know I’m not. Still, it’s weird to be thinking about what kind of alcohol I’d like to try, in the same way I’d think about different ethnic foods I’d like to try; especially knowing that I only really drink once every six months or so, and very rarely with the goal of “getting drunk.”

Yes, I have half a shot of the Applejack sitting here on my desk. And, yes, I’m going to finish it. Will I have anything else tonight? Probably not.

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Hitting The Wall of Nihongo

It’s not that my brain is full. I’m still doing OK with picking up the grammar and vocabulary in the Pimsleur lessons, and the JPod101 Survival Phrases. Thing is, I’m not sure if they’ll be helpful, and if I’d be better served to spend all my Nihongo brainpower on the katakana studies that Erin suggested. Although that would be harder to study during my lunchtime walk.

Between what I learned from Josh in Japan (mainly just left/right and numbers) and my two other audio sources of Nihongo goodness, I can introduce myself, ask directions, ask if you understand English, be humble about my own knowledge of Japanese, ask you to repeat yourself slowly, be generally polite, make sure I get on and off the train at the right place, ask if you’d like something to eat or drink, ask how to say something in English, ask what something says in Japanese, and a few other parlor tricks. Most of the really useful stuff has come from the JPod101 Survival Phrases, though.

I’ve read that the Pimsleur lessons don’t give an accurate representation of native language speed or rhythm — which is daunting, but expected. I think I can get a better idea of the flow with a half-hour Pimsleur lesson than a 15-minute JPod101 lesson, though. I guess I’m just wondering if I should even keep bothering. I know I’m going to sound pretty idiotic saying stuff like… oh, I don’t know… OK, for example, I don’t think I’ll ever have occasion to say, “Ee, eigo ga yoku wakarimasu. Watashi wa amerikajin desu.” (“Yes, I understand English well. I am an American.” Well, hello, Captain Obvious! Was my god-awful accent the first giveaway?) I also don’t think I’ll ever have occasion to actually ask someone if they’d like to eat or drink something, and especially not at either my place or their place. (“Watashi no tokoro de?”)

I’ve read online that there’s an upcoming lesson that teaches how to count yen. I need some help with remembering numbers without counting on my fingers, so I’ll stick with it at least until that one. Listening and repeating also helps my recall of the previous lessons. I don’t think I’ll get need to use very much Japanese in Tokyo, but I’d like to at least sound like I’m trying my best when and if I do use it.

(The people at my work think I sound Japanese. I don’t think they’ve ever even watched anime.)

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Facebook Is Evil.

Over Easter, I got talking about social networking sites with Aaron’s cousins. The consensus was that Facebook was better than MySpace. OK, I thought, but no one I know is on Facebook.

How could I have been so wrong?

After having Facebook scour my Gmail contacts for Facebook friends, then me perusing *their* friends for mutual friends, plus searching for random friends of my own, I’m discovering that I probably know just as many people on Facebook as on MySpace. Which still isn’t many in the grand scheme of things, but still. I’ve spent way, WAY too much time exploring Facebook in the past couple of days, instead of doing something more productive. Like finishing my freelance project.

Current count:
– Livejournal, 8 actual people-I-know friends.
– MySpace, 25 actual people-I-know friends.
– Facebook, 7 10 12 actual people-I-know friends (so far… some are pending)

Like I tell everyone who dogs on MySpace: I like to keep in touch with people. If everyone wrote their own blogs on blogspot or LJ or whatever, I’d go read them. Since so many people are all in one place, though, it’s easier to join up there and catch up with them all at once. Hooray to Facebook for letting me import my blog’s RSS feed, too. Makes my job easier. Don’t need the usual “I don’t post here b/c I have a blog” post.

And, with that, I’m done for the night. Nothing useful accomplished, except an attempt to book a ryokan room. And finding a few more long-lost friends.