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Hari Minggu pagi 10 Agust. 08 aku sengaja tidak ke ‘mabes’ b2w karena beberapa hal:

1. Aku merasa butuh memiliki ‘private space’ (opo maning iki? LOL) setelah setiap hari libur di pagi hari aku selalu berkumpul dengan teman-teman b2w. Tentu hal ini disebabkan kebiasaanku sebelum gabung b2w Semarang, hari Minggu adalah hari ‘menyendiri’ bagiku. Biasanya pagi aku pergi berenang, sendirian, kadang berdua dengan Angie—my seventeen-year-old kid. Usai berenang aku nongkrong di sebuah bangku yang terletak di sebelah timur kolam renang, membaca buku, kadang menulis diary, sembari mendengarkan lagu-lagu dari MP4 player, dan menyeruput kopi yang kubeli di kantin.

2. Angie katanya ingin sepedaan bareng aku di pagi hari Minggu. But berhubung sepeda yang tersisa di rumah ‘hanya’ city bike, dia ga mau kuajak gabung teman-teman b2w, paling-paling kita berdua nggowes tak lebih dari 30 menit aja. Terpaksa aku harus secara spesial menyediakan waktu bersepedaan dengan Angie.

3. Ketidakjelasan tujuan akan nggowes kemana, berhubung di milis b2w Semarang orang-orang mengajukan usul-usul yang bervariasi dan tidak ada yang secara suka rela menginventarisir ide, untuk kemudian mengajukan kemungkinan voting (seperti waktu hari libur 30 Juli lalu banyak yang ngajuin ide, kemudian moderator menginventarisir ide, dan menawarkan voting, yang kemudian menghasilkan kita pergi ke Pantai Maron). Dua ide yang kuingat adalah mencoba track ke BSB, atau berkunjung ke tempat penangkaran ular milik pak Wargo. Oh well … aku belum merasa tertantang untuk nggowes ke dua tempat itu.

4. Sehubungan dengan poin nomor 3, ada alasan utama mengapa aku belum merasa tertantang: kedua kakiku masih terasa cuapek banget lantaran hari Jumat 8 Agust-08 aku ‘terdampar’, ato … well … ‘mendamparkan diri’ di pantai Maron. Ceritanya begini. Hari Jumat itu setelah mengantar Angie sekolah, aku nggowes ke pantai Maron seorang diri, penasaran ingin tahu berapa menit yang kubutuhkan menuju pantai Maron dari Pusponjolo. I took 30 minutes dengan kecepatan sedang, sehingga aku tidak ngos-ngosan sesampai di pantai. Keadaan pantai sepi tentu karena masih pagi, sekitar pukul 07.00 dan bukan hari libur. Itu sebab aku ga heran tatkala aku memergoki sepasang kekasih yang sedang kissing each other (pertama kali seumur hidupku menonton live kissing show. LOL.) di sebuah kios kosong.

Berhubung penasaran dengan track yang katanya bisa sampai ke pantai Marina, aku berjalan menuju arah Timur sembari menuntun sepeda karena aku ga kuat mengayuh pedal di atas pasir.  Sayangnya, setelah berjalan selama 30 menit dari tempat parkir, perjalananku terhambat di sebuah … well apa namanya ya … something like ‘lagoon’ in English? Berhubung air laut sedang pasang, aku tidak bisa menyeberang, dan aku harus membalikkan badan, kembali ke arah aku mencapai pantai Maron dari bandara Ahmad Yani. Practically, Jumat pagi itu pulang pergi aku naik sepeda selama satu jam, dan berjalan kaki sambil menuntun sepeda di atas pasir selama satu jam pula. Padahal persediaan air tinggal setengah botol.

Itu sebab aku capek banget. Itu pula sebabnya aku tidak perlu merasa tertantang untuk ngikut bersepedaan ke Gunung Pati.

Meninggalkan rumah sekitar pukul 06.06 (menurut speedometer di sepeda), aku sampai di kawasan pantai yang tidak bernama. (clue => dari Pusponjolo aku ke arah Kokrosono menuju arteri. Sesampai di perempatan arteri, aku menyeberang ke arah utara, dan memulai perjalanan ‘off-road’.) Aku sampai di jalan setapak di pinggir pantai dimana banyak orang sedang memancing pukul 06.29.

Dari pantai, aku menyusuri jalan yang menuju ke jalan Hasanuddin, kemudian sampai di jalan Imam Bonjol, belok ke jalan Tanjung, jalan Pemuda, Agus Salim, bundaran Bubakan, sampai ke stadion Citarum, mampir ke rumah Juli di Musi II, namun yang bersangkutan sedang berada di luar kota. Dari Musi, aku ambil rute ke jalan Dr. Cipto, belok ke jalan Kartini, nyebrang ke jalan Mayjen Sutoyo, jalan Gajahmada, belok kiri ke kawasan Simpanglima, dan … sampailah aku di markas besar b2w Semarang, hanya untuk melihat adakah teman b2w yang sedang nongkrong di sana.

And …

I found mas Triyono, sitting all alone …

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Have you ever heard television serials
entitled GILMORE GIRLS?

Around a year ago a workmate of mine
promoted this serials to me. “You’ve got to watch it, Ma’am,
and I guarantee you will love it a lot!!!”

I am not a television freak. I even
ignore television a lot in my daily life so please understand me if I
had never heard this serials before that workmate of mine told me
about it.

“How do you know that I will love
it?” I inquired.

“Because the story is about a single
mother and her daughter. This is so you and Angie, isn’t it?” she
explained.

Wah …

*****

I bet my workmate was not a good
campaigner so I didn’t really feel curious. LOL. Or, I belong to
the type of person who is not easily ‘tempted’ by something. LOL.
Therefore, I didn’t directly look for this serials in the VCD
rental. Even when I saw it on sale at one big bookstore in Semarang,
I had no idea to buy it.

Until one day, several months ago, I
found out a workmate—who belongs to a newbie in my workplace—had
the complete collection of the first session. Nevertheless, I didn’t
directly ask her to lend me. I am really a slow person in this kind
of thing. LOL.

Several days ago, another workmate
borrowed the collection. When another workmate asked, “What is it
about?” the workmate who promoted this serials to me for the first
time answered, “This is about Ms. Nana and Angie.”

W-O-W.

*****

Today, July 31, 2008, I have watched
episodes 1, 2, and 3.

Well … one thing in common between
the two Lorelai Gilmore girls with Angie and me is of course
absolutely the intimate relationship, we don’t look like a mother
and a daughter. We are more to a girl friend with another girl
friend.

The rest? Absolutely those Gilmore
girls are different from Podungge girls.

(FYI, according to CEDAW, women are
free to choose any family name. Therefore, even though Angie’s dad
doesn’t have PODUNGGE behind his name, Angie is free to adopt this
family name behind her name. Well, I assume Angie doesn’t mind it.
If in fact she minds it, well, it is never late for me to release it
from her name. LOL.)

What are the differences between
Gilmore Girls (GG) and Podungge Girls (PG)?

First, Lorelai got pregnant when she
was 16 years old. I got pregnant when I was twenty-three years old
and delivered Angie to this evil world when I was twenty-four years.
This made our age gap bigger. Even though many people get surprised
to know that I already have a teenage daughter for the first time, I
assume I look old quickly after I reached the middle-aged period.
LOL. (FYI, a big fan of mine said I looked 10 years younger when I
was not wearing makeup and I was wearing a bright color T-shirt plus
jeans; not my black work suit. LOL.)

Second, Rory tried hard to have a good
relationship with her grandparents while Angie didn’t seem
successful in it. When watching episode 3 where Rory seemed to enjoy
playing golf with her grandpa, I was wondering if Angie would be that
nice to bother herself for having a good relationship with her
grandpa, if only my dad were still alive. I am like Lorelai who
didn’t want her parents to interfere her way to raise Rory.
However, Lorelai didn’t find it difficult to have a poignant debate
with her mother, especially. On the other hand, I cannot do that to
my mother, at least until now. Oftentimes when my mother tells Angie
to do this and that—especially when I am not at home—Angie often
doesn’t give it a damn. She pretends not to hear what her granny
says. LOL. When she tells me what her granny says that unfortunately
is against to what she likes, I usually say, “That’s your granny,
honey. She doesn’t change a bit. She used to say such things too to
me when I was a teenager. Just be patient.” Only the difference
was, I kept listening to what my Mom said, standing close to where
she was blubbering, Angie left her granny, entered the bedroom, then
banged the door. LOL.

Third, Lorelai and Rory lived in a
separate dwelling place from Rory’s grandparents. Angie and I live
together with my Mom. Well, one most important reason was Angie
refused to live in our ex small dwelling place, only both of us,
because she didn’t want to be at home all alone when I was at the
office. My working hours—mostly from 3pm till 7pm or sometimes
9pm—are very much different from the usual working hours for
everybody else—from 8am till 4pm. Even though Angie doesn’t
really have a good communication with her granny, she still chooses
to live in our dwelling place now, together with her granny, rather
than she is home alone while I am still at the office.

Fourth, I love drinking coffee. But I
don’t think I am as addicted to it as Lorelai did. I never drink
coffee more than three cups a day. Three cups are the maximum number;
and I hardly reach that number. Mostly I can control myself by only
having one cup a day.

Anything else? Well, perhaps I can make
the list longer after I watch more episodes of GG.

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