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Oct. 12th, 2005 01:20 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
e_clareChrist, what a weekend.
All in all, it was a good break. I was impressively productive, for me, homework-wise...and there was also a great deal of movie-watching, cooking, and sitting around.
The house being mostly empty was quite weird, though. You don't realize how accustomed you are to having everyone around -- but when they're not there? The Upstairs dwellers all left town, as did![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
krikkit911; it was just me and banannagoats and her high school bud Steph -- and those two spent all day Sunday at a regatta. I stopped multiple times in the middle of cooking, wanting to run upstairs and grab utensils or ask questions.
I also realized the major thing that's bugged me about the house/mates recently. Living with friends is great: we get to spend tons of time together, we all get along and enjoy each other's company, and it's all sunshine, lollipops, rainbows, etc. However, every weekend (and even some weeknights), I find myself putzing around the house looking for something to do. My problem with living with friends is that they're always there, and we happily fall into the old routine of gathering around the TV to watch movies on Saturday night. There's nothing wrong with this, but when you also do it most nights of the week? It gets old. People that I hang out with outside the house, we usually watch movies too -- but at least that's not in my living room. (Gee, I hadn't realized I was in such a movie-night rut. Maybe this is a problem, too.)
Basically, I'm saying we need a House Date Night. This is difficult because we're so rarely all in the same place at the same time, but I think it would be worth it. I'm kind of terrified that I'll fuck up one or all of these friendships the same way I fucked up the First-Year Best Friend/Sophomore-Year Bad Roommate relationship. This is why our dinner out in Amherst Monday night was so necessary: we were socializing in a different way. This is also a big reason I miss pubs -- it was a great opportunity to be social as a house outside of the house, and run into other friends, besides. Fedora's and Woodbridge's (and the Dirty) are the only pub-like establishments that are also within walking distance...but it's not the same. The so-called "Senior Pub Nights" are kind of off our radar, because of living off campus -- I'm mostly grateful for the lack of NewsFlush and fliers in our bathroom, but we do miss out on those campus announcements.
In conclusion: we need to have Housemate Dates. And I need to cut way back on the movies. Duly noted.
All in all, it was a good break. I was impressively productive, for me, homework-wise...and there was also a great deal of movie-watching, cooking, and sitting around.
The house being mostly empty was quite weird, though. You don't realize how accustomed you are to having everyone around -- but when they're not there? The Upstairs dwellers all left town, as did
krikkit911; it was just me and banannagoats and her high school bud Steph -- and those two spent all day Sunday at a regatta. I stopped multiple times in the middle of cooking, wanting to run upstairs and grab utensils or ask questions. I also realized the major thing that's bugged me about the house/mates recently. Living with friends is great: we get to spend tons of time together, we all get along and enjoy each other's company, and it's all sunshine, lollipops, rainbows, etc. However, every weekend (and even some weeknights), I find myself putzing around the house looking for something to do. My problem with living with friends is that they're always there, and we happily fall into the old routine of gathering around the TV to watch movies on Saturday night. There's nothing wrong with this, but when you also do it most nights of the week? It gets old. People that I hang out with outside the house, we usually watch movies too -- but at least that's not in my living room. (Gee, I hadn't realized I was in such a movie-night rut. Maybe this is a problem, too.)
Basically, I'm saying we need a House Date Night. This is difficult because we're so rarely all in the same place at the same time, but I think it would be worth it. I'm kind of terrified that I'll fuck up one or all of these friendships the same way I fucked up the First-Year Best Friend/Sophomore-Year Bad Roommate relationship. This is why our dinner out in Amherst Monday night was so necessary: we were socializing in a different way. This is also a big reason I miss pubs -- it was a great opportunity to be social as a house outside of the house, and run into other friends, besides. Fedora's and Woodbridge's (and the Dirty) are the only pub-like establishments that are also within walking distance...but it's not the same. The so-called "Senior Pub Nights" are kind of off our radar, because of living off campus -- I'm mostly grateful for the lack of NewsFlush and fliers in our bathroom, but we do miss out on those campus announcements.
In conclusion: we need to have Housemate Dates. And I need to cut way back on the movies. Duly noted.
