“How can you trust a man who wears a belt and suspenders? Man can’t even trust his own pants”

Zaa zaa – it’s been raining throughout Golden Week, and I couldn’t go to the park today as planned! A time to pout and make the following face: ;_;.

Though I didn’t venture out much today, when I finally ambled out of my apartment, I felt proud of my preparedness. While in olden times I let my feet get soaked and carried around flimsy little umbrellas- the wetness sending cold chills into my bones – now I wear big waterproof boots and wield a large, sturdy umbrella. I’m thus kept reasonably dry & warm and can chuckle heartlessly at the poor souls I see getting wet (maybe).

Drawing in the curtains, I watched about an hour’s worth of Once Upon a Time in the West and drew a few drawings based on some of the characters. Never thought I would actually enjoy spaghetti western and cowboy fare, but now I’m getting lured into it – Spain, Mexico, American television actors, Italian directors galore.

a film and flowers

Springtime is awakening, and that means feeling the freedom of not having to wear slippers (however cute they may be, they’re also getting a bit tattered) around the house and being able to eat fresh, chilled foods with elegant gusto. I am going to be traveling up north to Hokkaido soon, so the springtime will probably seem even nicer and even more refreshing after a brief tangle in the cold.

I was feeling melancholy a couple of days ago, so I perhaps shouldn’t have watched The Deer Hunter, but I did anyway. Christopher Walken and John Cazale are two of my favorite actors. They wore fur hats in some parts of the film, and I don’t like real fur, but I liked the way those hats looked and the furry wilderness of the hats juxtaposed to their tuxedos.

I also bought flowers yesterday in my post-The Deer Hunter blueness. I have never really been a flower person, but I think I’m becoming one. As soon as I got home and arranged flowers around the apartment, I started to feel a bit lighter and happier.