after poking around online at some recipes for…raw balls and bars…I poked around our rather sparse pantry several days after the move and found enough ingredients to make these delicious raw date balls. Dates (soaked for an hour), raw almonds, oats, cocoa powder, cinnamon, and a splash of rice milk all thrown into a food processor, pulsed, then balled and refrigerated for an hour or so. They turned out fantastic. Chewy and almost coconut-y, despite having no coconut whatsoever. I think it was the raw oats which lent that texture. And the cinnamon was an excellent addition, plus I am rather obsessed with chocolate and spice.
WHEN will my laziness stop?!?!? I still feel absolutely exhausted even though I have been on vacation for approximately 2.5 weeks. All I want to do is sleep, eat, and of course see people in LA. cooking? baking? reading? nope, nope, and nope. this is a bit concerning to me, its quite opposite how I usually am. I have watched some movies (2 documentaries, went to the theater) so I can cross that off my list I suppose. I am hoping that once I start work back in berkeley my productivity will increase too. Having something to do every day will also make me be more productive in leisurely activities. As someone said to me a few days ago, I am not being lazy, I am simply recharging. But how long does a recharge last?!
Like now, I just came home and I’ve got a few hours to “kill” until the next event of the day. What does one do with this time? What do I want to do? I have no idea. There are so many options and things and it is a bit overwhelming to think about so I would much rather just stare aimlessly and not do anything. Or distract myself with some activities. A passion however seems that it would fill this time rather easily. Oh, I’ve got a few hours let me work on XYZ. Its also possible that I am romanticizing this notion of passion and what it brings but its just been on my mind a lot.
So now that you have read my rant, can looking for passion, be a passion?
Been about a week (minus a day) since my arrival in Los Angeles and it has been quite fantastic. Seeing my family and a certain someone in PERSON as oppose to via computer images on Thursday was lovely. As was getting my fill at Pazzo Gelato (chocolate tequila sorbetto rocks my socks). There was also an epic car tire escapade. Friday I managed to sleep a lot which was great. And meander to Intelligentsia and finish the Orchid Thief which everyone should read.
Over the weekend I was reunited with some long lost friends from my dancing days. Drove down to Orange County for a graduation Saturday, visited the beach, got a sunburn in the shape of the hole in my tights, went out in Fullerton (oh yea!), reminisced over memories and photos, saw the solar eclipse, drove back to LA for an adventure and a taping of….Dancing With the Stars [despite never having seen an episode in my life]. Yeah, don’t be jealous that I saw the final performances live. Standing in line provided excellent people watching opportunities. In front of us were 4 or 5 elderly british ladies who lived in newport beach and were decked out in jewelry and comparing the merits of living by the water where you could have a boat but was more touristy, versus elsewhere for more privacy but no direct water access. Because all those vacation homes are so annoying! Behind us were some younger chicks in painful looking shoes and too much makeup for anyones good. They were complaining mainly about the heat and how much they were sweating. Oi.
Also ate at the LA Cafe Gratitude, but the Berkeley one trumps (mainly because of the atmosphere, the menu is very similar). The LA one is….hollywood-ized and completely undermines the idea of giving thanks for food and appreciating it and whatnot. People are more into the health part and the image associated with eating there and service is…fast…eat and leave, don’t sit and meditate (yes, I saw someone meditating at the berkeley location). Food was delicious, i got “I am Amazing” which was a raw chia seed/banana crepe filled with apples, bananas, and strawberries topped with coconut milk yogurt, maple syrup and walnuts. nom nom nom. see…
Today=one week since my last final=it has been 1 week of summer break. I am finally re-cooperated from celebration and feel like I need a detox. blech. this past week was much needed to unwind and reflect and think and ponder and just putter around. Of course I have also done a fair bit of stuff, kind-of.
The farmers market was excellent. I finally got my egg fix and have been enjoying them in the the form of omelets with mushrooms, spinach and caramelized onions, or simply hard boiled with a bit of salt.
Today is my last day up in Berkeley for about two weeks…then LA time! I am excited of course, but I will also miss it up here, especially my bike and my room. I will however, finally see the house my parents have purchased!!! I am not looking forward to this packing business, but ah well. It had BETTER be sunny in LA, or else I will cry and be very sad.
So this is my summer “to do” list. Not in a strict sense that i MUST do everything on it, but just things that I would like to get done, or places that I would like to explore and see. I also realize that a lot of it is food/booze/dessert related and may depend on my appetite and budget constraints (unless, of course, you love me and want to take me places and pay for my food and drink and dessert). I also realize that other spontaneous activity will probably occur, which is completely fine and welcome. I also realize this is a work in progress and may change and evolve. Any takers for any of these activities? Any other suggestions for my list?
-edible love chocolates
-learn how to drive stick shift [tried it, but I am far from being able to do so on my own]
-make vegan cheese
the oddest thing ever. I am done with my first year at Berkeley. um, what just happened?
Exactly a year a go I found out that I got into Cal and went on an epic road trip. Finished up at PCC, had a really fun summer, quit my job at starbucks, moved to berkeley, moved again while in berkeley, had some not so amazing professors, had some really attractive professors, went on alternative breaks, started riding a bike, began mentoring, took a ballet class, started drinking beer, decided grad school might not be for me, grew into my random personality, dyed my hair pink, discovered delectable bakeries, met amazing people, saw bon iver, hung out in SF, learned a thing or two in my classes and learned 20 bajillion things about myself and life while not in my classes. If you are feeling stalkerish, you can look at my old posts.
This semester I kiss my 4.0 goodbye. now, how does that make me feel, might you ask? (thats the first thing everyone has been asking) at first I was upset and anxious a bit. but now, really, its a relief I suppose. less pressure maybe? I suppose its caused me to examine my motives for being in school and working hard and for getting good grades in the first place. I just like the little triangle shape with two little legs sticking out of the sides. people tell me that I’m smart, but I’ve noticed I am not really. Smart is the ability to analyze and see patterns and understand material and generate knowledge. Not memorize and regurgitate information back out. but the thing is, i like a challenge and active engagement with the material and with the teachers and other students in the class. I hate papers.
That is why soc. 101, classical social theory has been my FAVORITE class this semester. Challenging material, excellent discussion sections, no papers, and it reminded my why I picked sociology as a major and why I used to like school. I guess I still like some aspects of school, just not feeling like an anonymous no one or nothing.
Finals were alright. I spent all of Saturday and all of Sunday and some of Friday and Monday writing my Theory take home, but I must say, I was rather pleased with the final product. I actually, learned something. So far, I’ve only really had one class each semester that I’ve learned anything of use or enjoyed. Meh…
I’ve got a week left in Berkeley to regather and regroup my energy, laze about in the sun, and poke around places before heading down to LA. And of course, celebrate. As all of my friends finish finals on different days, celebrations will be carried out over the next several days. If they learn my name at the graduate, I will not be surprised. I am also in the process of compiling my summer list, which will be posted shortly. I actually got to cross something off of it today. My super awesome boss took me out to lunch and we went to Homeroom mac+cheese. Basically, a gourmet mac+cheese restaurant that reeks of hipster-ness. Its “classroom” themed, so the menus are on notebook paper, there are awkward school photos in the bathroom, the bill comes on a clipboard, daily specials are scribbled on a chalkboard, and the “buy-10-get-1-free” card is an old library card catalogue. Oh, and drinks come in Mason Jars (beer and wine included). The vegan mac+cheese was delicious, I got mine with artichoke added in (any add-ons are appropriately called ‘extra credit’). And for dessert, homemade oreos with…SEA SALT. delectable. I unfortunately tucked in before capturing the mac+cheese, but here are the oreos
My professor, who I am slightly obsessed with, on Marx, Hegel, and dialectics:
“Human nature is a process by which humans come to make themselves what they are. Human beings are centers of negativity, they look at the world and try to fashion it to meet thier own needs. So the very concept of human nature is dialectical. We cant describe human nature as a set of positive attributes, we can only really describe human nature in terms of a project: to become something….you cant understand yourself in terms of a set of positive attributes…that doesnt capture what you are…you are also relevantly not something. You are a project to be something else. You are the project by which you make yourself what you are, which means that you are not. You are a process of becoming what it is that you are”