Today’s deck is the Harmony Tarot.
What kind of harmony? Well the author is called Harmony Nice, actually.
Deck’s nice though! came pre-shuffled which is always curious to see.
Today’s reading warns that if you focus too hard on getting things done no matter the cost you’re gonna lose your own balance.
Remember me talking about wanting to do a big batch of something and freeze it? I figured I should do that today so I did some groceries and THEN I grabbed a conbini bento because you shouldn’t cook with an empty stomach.
…I mean, you also shouldn’t do groceries on an empty stomach, BUT REGARDLESS.
I figured pasta sauce with mushrooms, and while at it getting tomato paste instead of pre-garnished tomato sauce to be fancy. Then, while sharpening the knives and finnagling with bags, I remembered that before the last trip I actually bought a sorta kinda fancy knife.
“Sorta kinda” meaning it was 7000 yen instead of the 2000 or so of the ones I already had at home.
I unpack it, it already came pre-sharpened (instead of needing to sharpen it to use it like the other two), start cutting onions and…
…oh no…
Oh it’s so smooth oh no…
You see, I’ve been on the brink of splurging on a fancy knife for years, one of those with crazy patterns on the blade and stuff, and being able to cut onions with no teary eyes has me like “man, imagine an even fancier one, though…”.
I’ll hold off on that idea until later, though. Specifically I wanna wait until the edge dulls and I gotta sharpen it to make sure that it’s not just me sucking at using whetstones that’s the problem.
But considering just how much gray stuff gets into the whetstone at the smallest rub, I suspect my old knives are just Soft.
Batch cooking and edging aside, I took the chance to sort all the doujinshi into containers so that I can assess what bookshelf to get but also so that when I do get it it’s all in a single place.
In the process, to my delight, I ended up actually freeing up yet another one of the metal racks!
Sure, the space it occupied is now occupied by containers full of books, but the important thing is that the container is a controlled pile of stuff waiting a specific purpose, compared to the rack which was just… Full Of Stuff.
While sorting through the books I come across my copies of Hitchhiker’s Guide To The Galaxy and it made me remember how much I dislike those books.
But the dislike is insteresting because I cannot tell how much of it is the humor itself not gelling with me and how much of it is years of being exposed online to all the nerds that made these books their whole identity and hating them by proxy.
I lean currently to a stance of “I don’t like the type of humor, but the negative association certainly doesn’t help”. The reason is that the latter point I’d describe as it being like people that hate Monty Python And The Holy Grail because they were exposed to too many nerds that only quoted it. I was exposed to those kinds of people for a long while online and I still like the movie a lot.
I think I have a very specific threshold of tolerance for British humor. I like the Discworld books but I get overwhelmed by this very specific sense of “I GET IT DO ANOTHER TYPE OF JOKE, PLEASE” that means I gotta pace myself reading them.
It’s very hard to explain and it’s a very me thing, I’m just really sensitive to patterns so if something has a bunch of jokes but it’s the same type of joke all the time I tend to get increasingly tired. In Discworld’s case there’s usually a sense of “I get it, I too am neurodivergent and can see how you came up with that wordplay, please do something other than hyperliteral comedy I beg you literally everything else is so much more interesting and more ripe for gags”.
Mind you, I emphasize it’s a me problem because from a purely theoretical point of view I can see why it’s funny and why someone could and would find it hysterical.
Last thing I did was put the sauce in ice trays, we’ll see how that turns out.