I went out to a very fancy buffet lunch today with two ladies from student activities, as an informal payment for teaching a self-defense class about a month ago (which was a blast!). While we were munching on sushi and dumplings and naan and pasta, they asked me what I wanted to do first when I get to the U.S. I said,
“Buy some tiny-tiny shorts, and wear them and a tank-top everywhere for 3 days.”
But I think I have a few other, fairly superficial things I want to do:
- Buy new jeans. This is ridiculous, because Doha has a larger selection of fancy-clothes shops than any mall in the Bay Area. However, because I want jeans from 5 years ago, when low-riders were less popular, I’ll be shopping at Goodwill, which they do not have in Doha. Or maybe Sears. But everywhere I would want to buy jeans is too down-market for Doha right now, so, buying jeans is a necessity (because I only brought one pair with me to Doha, and I’ve worn them out).
- Call my bank and work out my stolen credit card. It is a huge pain to call my bank on Skype, and mailing forms from here to the U.S. has been too much hassle to work out.
- Watch Repo Men, to see the scene I missed. Also because I liked it.
- Wear lots and lots of pants. Sometimes, when I change into work-out clothes, I am surprised to see my two legs. Wearing long skirts for days on end, I get used to seeing my lower body as a shapeless mass. It’s a little shocking to see pale calves and knees where lumpy blue, black or brown cloth usually smooths out my lines.
- Watch Hulu. I haven’t been able to watch the True Blood webisode because of region-restrictions, or follow Bones, or Glee. I enjoy pop culture and I am only a little ashamed of it.
There are obvious, important things I am much more motivated to do now I’ve lived in Doha, like vote (even in the completely randomly-timed elections California seems to have every 2 months), talk loudly about politics in restaurants, participate in rallies and political campaigns. But those will have to wait for summer.
Until then, I’ll be on the beach, wearing my tiny-tiny shorts and a halter-top.
Talking politics, loudly.
Inspirational Quote:
“The best part of happiness is the pines.”–Terri Guillemets
I cannot wait to talk politics loudly with you again. Also to yell at you for seeing Iron Man 2 before me. IT IS NOT FAIR I AM IN NEW YORK HOW DID YOU GET IT FIRST?!?!?! *tantrum over* Sorry about that. I miss you. That is all.
The benefits from living abroad? Yes, I can’t wait to be opinionated at each other in person, and on the interwebs :-D.