A Shade Shy Of True Wickedness

I think I can judge how much of a life I've had each month on my internet usage meter.  Ever since TekSavvy started metering usage I check on a regular basis.  If I have a netflix heavy month it could take me over my limit.  I could pay $5 a month and probably not have to worry about it ever, but I'll use a bit of restraint and keep that $60 a year. But time to get to le boeuf of the matter.  Much has been happening in the past little while.  I probably saw Adam more in the past two weeks than I have over the past year.  Which is amazing but may also make this new distance harder to transition into.  Of course as I write this he sits less than 5km away, yet to depart.  But his departure is imminent.  I met up with him one day after work to pick out some new glasses.  I laughed as he tried to text photos to his lady in Montreal.  The lack of detail in the photos on the iPhone rendered all the photos practically identical.  The last four contenders were all great, but I think he made the right choice in the end.  I don't think the salespeople were on commission, but the customer service at the Sq1 LensC is ridiculous, and not in a good way.  When I walked in there were 3 people surrounding Adam trying to offer advise and suggestions.  It was overwhelming.  I turned my back to them and said "Lets try on some glasses."  They hovered for a few more minutes before finally dispersing.  They didn't stay away long, but at least going fwd from there it was one at a time.  I think we had 5 different people tending to Adam, be it bringing over new choices or clearing away the rejects.  An old coworker from the 'Ridge came in to get some sunglasses.  I went over for a very awkward hello.  It was a lose-lose scenario for me.  I would have regretted had I not said anything, but I knew it wouldn't go over very well.  It started with me walking up to him exactly as he was entering his pin number and it went downhill from there lol.  At any rate.  As we waited for the lenses to be created I got a few text messages from Dean:

● I'm trying to vote but Rob Ford isn't on the ballot

● Do I just write his name in "other"

● Ok I'll just put his name down and check the box, thanks

I was a bit late responding but got back to him with, Lol I kill you tomorrow.  I went home and quickly voted as the polls were wrapping up within the hour.  I'm not committed to a certain party, at least not fully committed.  And if I ever feel there is a second adequate candidate I will have some pondering to do.  I may also next time delve a little bit further into the actual platforms.  Might still end up casting the same vote, but it will be a slightly more educated vote.

So what else.  I saw Sim and Spence for one night.  I was really bushwhacked though, as I am most nights.  Hosted a bowling night for Adam for the 'Sauga crew.  Bowling for Adambine....too soon?  Sushi with an old coworker.  A weekend up North, which was relatively uneventful but very peaceful.  I'm scheduled to go back up this weekend, but I will let the weather make that decision for me.  I'm also going away next weekend and have to watch my gas usage.  I have to watch my spending in general this month.

 I did splurge slightly on myself this weekend.  I've been wanting to have some more greenery in my life for a while so I told Nikki I wanted to go to Sheridan Nurseries at some point if she would be kind enough to accompany me.  She gave me the nod for last Sunday morning.  She also wanted to pick up some flowers to plant at her dad's grave.  I wish I'd had a chance to really meet her dad before he got sick.  We don't talk about it much.  She does let small tidbits slip from time to time.  Last time we took a trip out Hamilton way we ended up listening to Patricia the Stripper two or three times in a row.  She said she used to dance around her living room with her dad and sisters as that played in the background.  It's a nice memory.  Well at any rate, I picked out a fern and threw it into a planter that someone who shall not be named bought me.  She thought buying me a planter and a nice new shower mat from Winners would make my 400sqf crack-den in Calgary all better.  Have you guessed yet?  And 10 years later, I'm finally using it for its true purpose instead of storing random bits.  It does look pretty badass if I do say so myself.  Once I got it into my place it suddenly felt a whole lot bigger than it did at the store, but I'll find a way to make it blend in.

On the way home today, I was half-witness to a hit-and-run.  All I could think was thank goodness it wasn't me.  I was at a red light across the street from my condo and I heard a loud screech and the unmistakeable sound of car hitting car.  I looked back and all I could see was the 2nd guy back was kind of close to the guy behind me.  The passenger looked to be opening their door so I thought maybe it was just a loud car door slam.  As I'm trying to not miss my green and get honked at, I see the driver of that car get out, and the car behind him do the fastest 3-point turn I've seen in a long time.  Unfortunately there was enough room behind him for him to back up, flip it around, and peace out.  He squealed his wheels as he sped away in the opposite direction, and left the driver standing outside of his car dumbfounded.  The light turned green so I drove through and parked outside the condo on the street, just in case the driver saw me and wanted to stop to see if I could corroborate his story.  I had seen what looked like a platinum VW performing a highly illegal U-turn just before the green light made me drive off.  That's not much I know.  The hit car drove past me and I could see what appeared to be major bumper damage.  I don't know if it was fully cracked or just dented.  Probably a combination of both.  And bumpers aint cheap.  Just the thought of that happening to me is enough to incite desires to commit hari kari.

That's all.  I leave you with this thought provoking haiku:


Haikus are easy
But sometimes they don't make sense
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