Home, sweet home

Monday, March 8th, 2004 12:28 am
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In this "happiness" course, as in previous ones, I'm getting students to keep a diary of moments when they feel happy. Entries are posted to an email list, so we all read them (those who wish to remain semi-anonymous can do so by posting under a different address, and I insist that names of people in the class be changed if students write about them, and recommend using codes for any potentially embarrassing activities, e.g. "I felt happy today because I saw my girlfriend and we had an interesting game of chess."). Re-posting list material elsewhere is forbidden, but since this is my own entry, I suppose it's OK for me to cross-post ....

Today I went to Migros with my wife, her sister and her mother. The idea was to look at JBL speakers, but of course it couldn't stop there. I spent hours in a place with more people than oxygen molecules, going round shops that might have been slightly interesting if they were somewhere else, having to dodge people who aren't looking where they are going, listening to screaming children etc. And they call this torture "gezmek" [Turkish for "wander around in an enjoyable way"]! I consoled myself by remembering what Epictetus said about going to the baths. It is inevitable that if you go to Migros on a Sunday, you will be thrown in the shallow end of the gene pool.

The good part was when it was over. Driving back, listening to Nil's wonderful new album ("Beni öldürdün, akbaba olmasın") then at last, "home, sweet home." Now I'm happy. I'm home, I've just finished my lesson plan for tomorrow (it's not good, but it'll work, I think) and I have a computer in front of me and a glass of vodka at my side. All is well in my world.

By the way, for all the girls reading this, a piece of advice: do not take your boyfriends shopping. We do not like it. We are not designed by either God or evolution to like shopping.

Date: 2004-03-07 03:26 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sebab.livejournal.com
weirdly, my boyfriend, who swears up and down that he is totally stright, dragged me out to buy nicer and more fashionable clothing than I already had. ("what, you don't like my sweatpants?")

we must have spent... er, at least 7 or 8 hours shopping. he was patient as I struggled in and out of the various garments. never did he hurry me with a careless "that looks great, now let's go!" he had thoughtful, tasteful comments to share (and a few tasteless ones to prove that he really is a guy)

periodically I wonder whether he's a visitor from a parallel universe.

Date: 2004-03-07 03:58 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] solri.livejournal.com
OMG, ur going out with a metrosexual!

Date: 2004-03-09 12:31 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
gezmek=wander around in turkish it is not supposed to be enjoyable I mean you made up the rest

Date: 2004-03-09 02:20 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] solri.livejournal.com
The way I've heard "gezmek" used, it's generally been something you want to do, hence the classic sentence wives say to husbands and girlfriends say to boyfriends: "Beni hiç gezdirmiyorsun."

I don't know what you mean by making up the rest. Vallahi uydurmadım.

Who are you, BTW?

Date: 2004-03-09 03:26 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
I'm a stranger.hehe!
I was trying to say that gezmek is just gezmek
of course its sth you want to do but
I never heard a sentence like beni hic gezdirmiyorsun
oh!I mean when you say 'gezmek is wandering around in an enjoyable way' the word enjoyable sounds excessive and disturbing to me
and I thought that you exaggerated and put it to make your story interesting or fun or sth!!
whatever!it's not a big deal

Date: 2004-03-09 03:47 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] solri.livejournal.com
Neyse ... gezmek ile sürünmek arasında, çok ince bir çizgi var.

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