MiKE: (self imposed) house arrest

For the last few days, since Tuesday afternoon, I have been staying at home. I did not leave the place. Not even to throw my trash at the outdoor dumpster (no rubbish chute). Amazing, but true.

Till this morning, when I had to go meet someone at OISE.

The thinking was such: I was feeling poor, my stipend payment had not arrived yet, and going out meant, in one way or another, spending money. I had all the groceries I needed to eat in (and I did so), and I did not need to go watch a movie/buy clothes/buy CDs/shop/whatever. And I think I get spoilt by the knowledge that there are three 24 hour grocers within 5 minutes walk from where I am, so I don't have to rush to make sure I have my food items before the sun sets and the shops close.

So I stayed at home, cooked my own food, and entertained myself watching videos on the computer. And I did not notice that the garbage, even meticulously tied up in the corner of the room, was starting to emit malodorous fumes. Until, of course, I left the room, and came back.

It seems like this will be a new habit of mine - to stay indoors for days at a stretch, unless, of course, I need to go to OISE for my GA duties which have not been assigned yet. Not the best thing. Because one only gets that much exercise sitting and photosynthesizing before a LCD panel. Because one only gets that much sunlight in a day.

Right now, I feel a bit more relieved, since the funding payment has been made, and I am feeling like I should be going out to get stuff - like replenish the diminishing stock of rice. But I am feeling lazy, and also, I am feeling like I should save as much money as possible, and spend only when I absolutely have to; and there's still the brown rice, dried udon, dried soba, and spaghetti.

So I think I'll stay indoors for more...