Astranoir

This (Saturday) morning I automatically woke up at 6AM, and we hit the road by about 8AM.  It is now 1:18 AM, Sunday.  Unfortunately, this long day meant I had great difficulty staying awake in the dark theatre during the opera at 8 this evening.  What I was conscious for, I really enjoyed.  When else am I going to see choreography from a Lady Gaga music video implemented in an opera?

I still feel guilty because I really wanted to fully experience the show.  I won’t be able to watch the whole thing because even though we planned on going to tomorrow’s matinee, it is an hour later than we expected.  That crossed the line for being too late for us to get home at a reasonable time, so we will be heading out before the show instead.  On the plus side, I got to spend a lot more time with my sister than I often do when we visit.  We were never close while growing up, but I’m enjoying learning about the person into whom she’s grown.  It turns out she’s pretty cool.

Today I had a long day at work, left my ID badge (which is also my key into the building) on my desk and had to return to get it, have a clogged toilet, have an uncooperative vacuum, and it is still a good day.

Maybe it was the cake . . .

I’ve been cleaning off and on throughout the week in preparation for my parents spending the night on our way to see my sister.  I picked up some oatmeal and blueberries for us to have for breakfast before we get on the road in the morning.

I am excited to be seeing family this weekend, especially since I’m getting to see the opera on which my younger sister is the assistant director.  We plan on seeing the show twice; once on Saturday, and again on Sunday to see her good friends perform.

‘ll be spending my whole weekend away from home for the first time in awhile.  I expect it to be refreshing.  However, the weekend is when I get to spend any substantial time with my boyfriend, so I will definitely miss him.  It’s kind of rough working such disparate schedules, but I’m definitely glad we both have jobs.

Since I will have limited computer/internet access tomorrow, my entry may be quite brief (not that my posts have been very long so far).  Still, I plan on making some sort of post.  If nothing else, I am bringing a notebook, and will write in there, and will blog it when I have access.

What would it be like to live in a re-purposed missile silo?

Brainstorming:

I like the article author’s idea of replacing the house with a bubble/dome
Lower levels of silo: catacombs? library archives? I like a giant library
How far in the future is this?  No more than 20 years
Is there anything growing inside? Hydroponics? –> Is there any reason to go outside
How do bathrooms work?
Is it a family or community living there? No more than 4 families
Did they re-purpose it, or did they get it that way?
A constant 55 degrees sounds cold