Not My Normal Saturday Routine

Because today is a very productive day.

I got up around 10am, which is considered very early for a weekend. After dumping two weeks of dirty laundry to the washer, around 11am, I set off to buy breakfast. Bought smoothie, bread, pesto spread, cereal, milk, orange juice, spinach pasta, pasta sauce, fish fillets, tomatoes and apples. It's a week's supply of fruits and breakfast. After loading the groceries to the car, a lovely lady volunteered to take my cart and return it for me. And she even gave me a smile and told me very sincerely to have a nice day.. I was a little overwhelmed.... Maybe it is the super bowl weekend spirit.. Who knows....hehe...

I came back around 12. Just in time to move my cloth from the washer to the dryer. I can't make up my mind on what to eat for breakfast so I ate a little bit of everything. The pesto sauce is really yummy. BUt! What's yummier is Ethan Hawk on Gattaca. Yeah, Gattaca was shown again on TV. This is the third or forth time I watched this movie. I can't get enough of it.

At 2:15, I met up with a friend to go shopping at Ikea. I bought shelves for T shirts and sweaters, and hangers for shoes. My closet will finally be organized. :D I also bought dry flowers for the bathroom. They are in pale yellow and white. I made sure it is not too flowery or colorful for my male housemate that shares a bathroom with me.

Around 5pm, we went to long beach to pick up my book. I am so dumb. I accidentally sent my order to my previous address. (Amazon doesn't allow me to delete old shipping addresses.) I had to write the current residence a letter to explain the situation. Luckily, the current residence is a very nice gal so we arranged a pick up on Saturday.

Today is the opening of a friend's friend's gallery. My friend's work is showing at this gallery in Long Beach. We decided to come and check it out. We arrived around 6pm. It's one thing to take pictures with your Nikon camera, it is another thing to see it hanging on the wall of a gallery with a price tag. My friend's photos are at the center of the gallery. A copy of her photograph called flight attendances was already sold. "400 bucks," She kept whispering to me. "I can not believe someone paid 400 bucks for my photograph! That's insane!"

This gallery exhibits photographs from seven artists. Most of them are part time photographers. I really liked photos by this guy called Tod. His photograph turned the old abandoned door frames into something truly beautiful. His colored photos have an earth tone that makes me feel calm and grounded. He gave me the same feeling in person, too.

The only professional photographer in this exhibition is Yoshi Hashimoto. He is the photographer that documented the final days of the Lexington Hotel, where Al Capone used to live. He was given exclusive photographic access to the interior of the building and continued shooting until the day before the demolition began.

He made the photographs of the Lexington Hotel into a photo album. While I was sitting down and going through the photo album, he introduced himself and started to explain the stories behind each photo and pointed out details that were otherwise easily overlooked. These photos were taken in 1995, close to ten years ago. He still seemed to be able to recall lots of details about the event. and he handled the photo album with great passion.

I'd like to stay longer but I was hungry and tired. We left around 8pm. we drove back to Torrance and went to a Raman place. We each had a bowl of Raman. Yummy.......I finished mine very quickly and sat and listened to my friend bitch about work.... Venting puts her into a good mood as food does for me.

got home around......Don't know.... 10 or 11pm. After I carried all the bags from Ikea up a hundred stairs and into my apartment, I found....This is the best part of the day, a pot of burning red tulips sitting outside of my bedroom door, a welcom gift from my roommates. And there is a card. yeah, I am gonna go read it now. nighty night~~~