We Got Our Backs To The Wall

This morning was another wake n bake morning for my neighbours downstairs. I'm surprised my landlord hasn't put the kibosh on that. I had an early start today, at least in weekend terms. I got up and put some laundry on and did most of my dishes. I followed that up with a full laundry fold and a full rearrangement of my bookshelf. They're in alphabetical order by author, which unfortunately looks atrocious but it will just have to do. I hung my grandma's Bali ink paintings, watched a movie, and finally got back on the stationary bike in my room, it had certainly been long enough. And now I'm going to grocery shop and send out some resumes. Not bad for a lazy Sunday.

It's been a crazy busy week for me, starting with Son's visit from the Loo. She crashed on Sunday. And then on Monday I drove to work with Adam and he borrowed my car during the day. Then I dropped him off downtown and met up with Son for dinner at Friendly Thai in the Junction. Great Chicken Pad Thai. Tuesday I dropped Son off in High Park and took an alternate route into work. Some numbnut couldn't wait 2 seconds for me to make contact with a stopped car and cut me off by taking a left turn from behind me. I leaned on the horn and started to curse like a sailor. It didn't help that my horn was frozen and made more of a mrraaahhh mrrrraahhh noise than a meeep meeep noise. Wednesday I went to see Brian who was in on a visit from Brooklyn. I saw a handful of people from res which was great. Thursday I went to Disgraceland with Son/Tanya/Jess & Christine. I'd never been before but it just another Bloor St indie dive bar, with a bit of an Elvis twist (deep fried mars bars). Following that I went to bid Adam/Matt/Ashley happy trails as they were to be departing for NYC the next day. I took a pass on joining them. It just wasn't the right time for my first trip to NYC. I would need at least 3 full days to get that full travel satiation feeling. Friday was my day off. Saturday was a party at Ed's, and today was today.

I wore a Christmas sweater to work in hopes of lightening the mood a little bit. Most people just avoided eye contact or gave me unsatisfied stares. It was a joke people, a fucking joke. It just reaffirms my belief that I don't belong in that office. I got two laughs from some close coworkers. One of them admitted to me that for a split second he questioned whether or not I was serious, but that second quickly passed. He said that between my halloween costume and my sweater I should be nominated for person of the year at my company. Too bad there is no such designation.

I found another response to a quote on Friday. I think I know who's writing them now. And I'm sure she knows that it's me writing the original ones, as hers is the only office I need to slip past to get into the Conference Room. And she is most often in her office while I unstealthly sneak past. It feels really satisfying that someone is responding to my break out from eternal staledom that permiates from the very soul of the office. The response this time was "42 - DA". And there is one very clear person that quotes Douglas Adams as frequently as possible so I'm being a super detective and putting 2 and 2 together. I am pretty smart. Fairly smart. Kind of smart....I'm not TOO dumb. It's going to be a busy holiday season. It's kind of the time of year that everyone comes out of the woodworks and says, "Hey, I still exist, how about you?"

Murry Crissmas everyone. And by everyone I mean my two and only loyal readers. <3