SUN TV - ha!

This is how credible SUN TV is:



A "journalist" taking a moment out to pitch their favourite arthritis medicine. It's like a really bad CNN. And that's a pretty low bar already.

Tip

Here's a hot tip for you - make sure none of your passwords are too embarassing, in case you ever need a friend to log on to an account to check messages for you.

Pun fully intended.

Ugh.

She Touched My Chin

Something extremely disturbing happened at work the other day. It should be no surprise based on my subject line. A woman at work touched my chin in an overly creepy fashion, and I felt extremely violated. From the beginning - my job at work was internally and externally posted after I told my manager I didn't want to continue with them after my contract ended. This woman who's working a temp position came up to me and asked if I would go over the job posting with her. I was more than happy to do that, and I thought it was really commendable of her to seek out extra help because she really wanted the job. We sat down once and she was completely unprepared. I kept asking her what her questions were and she had nothing. We had to get back to work so we said we'd sit down again. She asked me to make notes on the job posting, and I said, when we sit down tell me what your questions are and we can review them. A few weeks ago she sees me in the kitchen and says she's ready to sit down again. Then she asks if I will look at her resume and tell her what applies to this job. I said, "No I won't do that." She said, "I don't mind." And I replied with, "I do not want to do that." I'm not her bloody job counsellor. If she wants career guidance she can pay someone for that. Later that day we sit down she says, "I left my questions at home," which I knew was a total crock, she just didn't want to prepare. We went through all of the requirements for the job piece by piece and felt like it was a really good sit down. At the end she quiety says, "I also brought my resume..." to which I replied, "No, I'm not looking at it" and I practically walked out at that point. I'm doing you a favour, take a hint already. Come the following Monday, I'm sitting at my desk minding my own business and she comes by and leans in and touches my chin and says, "I'm going to take you out for a coffee." That's right, she touched my chin. The first time I sat down with this woman was the first time I had met her. I had to ask her what her name was. And now she thinks we're close enough for her to touch me? I don't think so. Everything about that meeting just screamed to me not right for the job. If she gets the job they'll be in for a treat I'm sure.

I had a great Victoria day weekend up north. Nik and I headed up after work on Friday. We stopped south of Argyle for some dinner & breakfast food. On Saturday we picked up the rest and settled in for a nice relaxing 3 day weekend. We watched some movies, and I sat down by the lake while Nikki fished. Finally after the rain on Sunday she finally started catching some. We had delicious breakfast sandwiches in the morning and marinated steak in the evening. We both took turns cooking and cleaning so effortlessly that it felt like such a fair split of responsibilities. That's usually not the case for weekend getaways, so it was nice.

I felt like I was coming down with something yesterday. Today I'm not sure if it's sickness or allergies. Or maybe if I'm lucky both. I totally bailed on Doors Open yesterday, and I bailed on going on last night, and I'm bailing on Doors Open again today. I've had a pretty stressful week, so whatever. All I know is that I must do a grocery shopping today. I have been out of food all week and eating the most bizarre things to sustain myself.

Maybe We Could Make This Work

I just got back from a Mother's Day brunch at the Yacht Club. It was actually nice lunch. We had a political discussion that didn't end in cursing and hair pulling. I didn't do anything at all yesterday so I'm hoping to getting a few things in order tonight. I have a huge load of clean clothes that need floating. There's a bit of a build up of dishes that needs tackling, and I'm hoping to do a bit more reading. I sat up front for about 20 minutes but late afternoon is a tough one with the sun. But damn it's gorgeous out right now. I bet it's great up north too (S&S). I can't wait to go up north myself for the 2-4.

A few weekends ago I met up with Simona and Spencer and Mike at the Charlotte Room for a little party. I finally got to meet some really cool coworkers of Simona's. Plus I've never been to the C-Room before, it's very chill. I of course, had to start the evening on a great note by locking myself out of my place. So instead of going to his party Spence drove up my spare set of keys. Then I just took a ride down with him and transitted back. When he handed me my keys I told him it was his birthday present, and he was welcome.

I also fit a visit in with Nikki in Guelph. I can't remember what we made for dinner, I think it was butter chicken. There's a few things that we usually cycle between and butter chicken is one of them. Nikki also makes a mean pad thai and sheppard's pie. We also tried enchilladas a while ago - they were SO good. Sour cream chicken enchilladas. We subbed out green chilis for green peppers to keep the spice level down but it worked.

I've been meaning to update more regularly. Every time I see something funny or something funny happens I think I'll write about it but then apathy sets in and I don't. I saw a great senior walking along bloor at 11:00pm one night wearing a balloon hat and holding a balloon animal. I finally beat the Who Wants To Be A Millionaire on my phone, TWICE. I almost got t-boned but some asshole on Oakwood. I went to see Peter Bjorn and John at Lee's Palace on Friday. This one-woman-band Bachelorette opened for us. I either loved her songs, or thought they dragged on and didn't make sense. But there were a few that I thought were really great. PB&J was really great. Though for a show with doors at 9pm and one opener seems a bit shit for the show to go until 1am. I think that's just so Lee's can make some beer money. We got there nice and early and grabbed the three stools behind the sound/lighting guys. Perfect seats, great set, great night!

I guess that's all. Summer is upon us - woo!

There's A Bathroom On The Right

It's been an interesting few days. I feel like I'm coming back to a good place. Now I want to spend time with my friends and I don't always want to spend time alone. Last weekend our family and my aunt went to Newmarket to visit our Great Aunt for a special dinner at her retirement home. The next day was the funeral for my Great Great Aunt. It was at St. George-On-The-Hill right by Dundas and Royal York. I often took notice of that church the times I would drive down Dundas, thinking I had never been there before. Turns out my GGA had her 80th birthday party there, but I would only have been about 11 so I don't blame myself for forgetting that one.

I also ended up in Oakville last Saturday. I met Jak at her job and then we went to the Arms. It had been forever since I had seen her last. Hopefully that won't happen again this summer. She told me the best misheard lyric ever. Her friend's girlfriend thought "There's a bad moon on the rise" is "There's a bathroom on the right." It came up because the entertainment was playing some CCR. It oddly did sound like bathroom on the right, of course that would make very little lyrical sense.

I went out to dinner with my family in Roncies last night. I say Roncies because I'm terrified of spelling the neighbourhood in full. I think I'd like living in Roncies, once they get their construction issues worked out of course. We went to the restaurant Gate 403 and had dinner with some live jazz. I'm not a big fan of PWYC jars being passed around. It makes me want to choose a place without live music just to avoid it. It's like choosing between two restaurants and one has one of those annoying washroom attendants. I'll wash my own hands thank you, and I'll tip the band if I feel like it. Driving home from dinner I passed this small church that had so many people attending that a line up of people was spilling onto the roads, and a cop had to direct traffic through the one available lane. He did a terrible job by the way. He told me to come forward and then walked away and someone turned right into the lane I was in and almost hit me. If you're going to direct traffic don't stop half way. My brother just attended a funeral for a work friend's family member and he said the church was filled to the brim. Standing room only, with a large group of people in a separate room with a sound feed, and still people on the streets. So when I passed my own overflowing church I immediately thought, "Who died?" Of course about a minute later it hit me, "That's right, Jesus died."

I just got home from lunch with my dad's family. Some nitwit teenager side swiped my dad's car. We took his information and went to the police station after lunch to find out what the procedure is for reporting etc. If it hasn't happened to you before it's all very new. And hopefully it doesn't happen to someone too many times in their life. Honestly this kid wanted to get out of a stalled left lane and he swung into our lane as we were passing. My dad swerved out of the way but he just kept going and scraped across three side panels. Of course now that we didn't call the cops to the scene my dad might be f-ed for insurance, I'm not sure. Neither of us had been in an accident before.

Tonight is the Sim/Spence/Mike dig and then Sunday I finally get to rest for the day. For now I think I might just take a nap, because I can.

Memo Most Foul

I think I've gotten to a place where I've stopped caring about the obnoxious work environment I have chosen to participate in. I had a discussion with this girl today and she said a few of things that are true. A lot of people live close to the office, and we get a paycheque every two weeks. And those are two big things for everyone. Except for me, I don't live close, and I have to put in way more time to get less pay than everyone else. Sooo...yeah. Today the women in our office walked into the bathroom to find an updated "Bathroom Hygeine" memo. Most of the information was the same from the previous memo, but this time they added something to the effect of: "Don't forget to clean up any blood or fecal matter from the seat." So next time I have a client in the office and they need to use the washroom they are going to get a nice laminated reminder that the women in our office shit on the seat and don't clean it up. I actually heard the incident that prompted this was much worse, but regardless the memo should be distributed and not posted.

There's been a lot of buzz around Toronto about Ford cleaning up the graffiti. The Torontoist posted the best randomly spotted photo on their blog. I would buy that if it was a poster. I would also buy this: this. I think he's a fool for focusing on such a moot point. He's clearly waging a war that he's destined to lose. He doesn't recognize the artistic merit in 50% of the graffiti out there. And also, Toronto is never going to be small town clean, get over it.

Two days in a row, woof, I'm tired.

Exqueeze Me, Baking Soda

I've decided that to spite my company for lying on their test results (unconfirmed) I'm going to spend the last 15 minutes of my paid work day to write a blog entry. I worked from home today because I woke up at 5 this morning with a broken poop shute. Yeah, I went there. I decided it wasn't worth the discomfort and public humiliation of going into work so I logged in from home. I do have to go into work tomorrow for two major events so I'm hoping I'm fully recovered by then.

I suppose it's been a while since my last confession. I spent a lot of time at home this past month. And yet, I've accomplished very little. I'm sure my history on netflix would show hours spent watching really stupid shows, that I would insult while watching yet always hit the "Next Episode" button.

My Great Great Aunt passed today. She was 97 and a real trooper. She had this great family bday party last summer. Everyone was there, even one of my cousins that was constantly abroad. She sat down at a table surrounded by presents with a piece of cake in front of her. Her eyes had this strange glossiness to them and I couldn't believe that just a few months prior to that she had her car taken away. It reminds me of when my nana had her license taken away. The driving instructor said she didn't check her mirrors enough to which she replied, "What's the point, I can't even see out of this eye anyways." Classic nana.

My neighbours downstairs are moving out. I can't say I'll miss the wafting of pot smoke, and slamming of doors at all hours. I probably have my own annoying habits, like I drop stuff on the floor a lot, but it's not on purpose. And I walk around practically on tippy toes just so I don't annoy them. Maybe the new people will be friendly. Who knows, I don't really care either way. As long as the new people aren't worse.

I went down to Cherry Beach with Sim and Spence finally. We walked out to the end of the leash free and took a seat while Jas and Banders played with all the other puppies. I think the white poodle was a favourite for, for both of them. This one dog was hilarious as he carried a large rock around in his mouth. A rock that would be about twice the size of an average clenched hand. The owner took the rock away from the dog, and walked down towards the lake. The dog followed with eager anticipation. The rock was lobbed and as it hit the water the dog ran full speed to fetch it. I had almost forgotten about the whole thing when low and behold the dog reappeared on the path with a giant rock on its mouth. I couldn't tell for certain if it was the same one or slightly larger. Across the street in the West lot, they have a movie set for Silent Hill set up. Sim linked me to some BlogTO shots that were super creepy. We were joking about 5am being the only time the set would be open. You don't always get a chance to be on a movie set like this - maybe we should do it.

I also went out for some Real Jamaican food yesterday. I've only been surrounded by Roti for the past 20 months, it's about time. I had the Curry Goat, it was de-lish.

So what's next. I haven't read anything since Atlas Shrugged and I'm feeling lazy about that. The nice weather is nearly upon us, that's good. And, that's about it. Ciao for now.

Hey You, It's Me

Life is a real rollercoaster right now, and I'm in a loop-de-loop not knowing which direction is up. The only good news is that all roller coasters have a beginning and an ending. I'm waiting for that ending to come, hoping it will be soon.

I'm trying to be productive this weekend. I finally finished unpacking my bedroom today. Only took me 19 months. That must be a new record, since I've never lived anywhere this long before. My bedroom is so bare and it echos a lot more. The last part will be to clean up my window ledge filled with junk that I've opted to keep. I found a lot of missing single socks under my bed, so that's good. Once I've put away my folded laundry I might take a picture. By cleaning up the moving boxes I've officially removed my default unfolded laundry dump zone. We'll see what leads to. Tomorrow I'll do a fridge clean and my desk area and this place is going look a lot better than it has for the past while. The fridge shouldn't be too bad, I'm pretty good at dumping stuff before they start to grow cultures.

Work is less than favourable right now. I have so much going on at my desk, and I'm terrified that I will drop something. The good news is that clients act as good reminders when they're expecting something I haven't provided. I guess if projects never went down the shitter they wouldn't need people to manager or coordinate them. All I can say is fingers crossed on successfully resolving my employment dilemma. I did start up the quotes again, and was overjoyed when someone else wrote one on the board instead of me. But I have officially kiboshed the movement. The love is gone.

Time Makes You Bolder

I promised myself when I finished Atlas Shrugged I would do an update....ta-daaa. After I got into the storyline I really enjoyed the book. It's a strange parallel to government and big business today. I think at some point the ending became a foregone conclusion, but up until that point it was delicious literary butter. I picked that book up on January 1, so it took me over 2 month to finish. Not reading non-stop obviously, but with a certain effort. And now I've finished just in time for the movie to come out! The movie is just Part I, so technically I would have been ready some time in January, but never-the-less I'm tickled pink at the timing. If Adam hadn't suggested a long book read it probably never would have left my shelf. And now I know that I can accomplish anything! (Anything book related). Next up is Barney's Version, and I will abstain from seeing the movie until I'm done.

I had a pretty low key month. I got out a few times. I'm still updating my Toronto Adventures to show new places I've been to. This time around I added WAYLA Bar, Liberty Bistro, and Artist Project. The last two were from a weekend outing with my mother and her best friend. She treated me to lunch at the Bistro and then had picked up some tickets for this great art event. There were ~100 artists on display, each with their own booth to present a collection of their work. I picked up a few cards to check them out later. My mom has promised my brother and I both an original piece of artwork (within a certain budget). My brother already has his piece, but I've rarely started my own search. The only framed artwork I have up on my walls are from posters I picked up at various "Poster Sales" at Sid Smith. And of course my Grandma's old ink paintings from Bali. I can't believe my mom was going to sell them.

Tonight I'm going down to see the last showing of the play Adam's producing. I've been to the Berkley Theatre several times thanks to Adam, but also once for a singing performance put on by my mom's friend's kid. I can't remember the specifics, but it was good. I'm also finally getting my laptop back. It was a last minute loan-out that lasted a week. I will be happy to re-retire this hunk of junk and reenter the world of streaming video.

Also, I don't know how many more fights about what's snow and what's sleet I can take. I also don't know how much more of that place I can take. All I can do is be strong.

Newsflash...

...I now have a beard.

The Real McCoy

I just got back from renewing my plate sticker. I like to live dangerously when it comes to traffic citations. I think technically the plate is only valid until the first of the month, but I like to pretend it's valid up until the birthday of the owner. I also replaced my ownership which was two addresses and one owner ago. The lady was like, "Where's the other part, the part that says you own the car?" I was like, "If it's not what I've given you I don't think I have it." $10 is the price you pay for being an idiot, which I am ok with. I extended for two years, just incase Ford rolls back the licensing fee cut.

Yesterday was a bit of a shit show. I picked up Adam and we did some shopping for him at Winners. Then instead of coming home we went down to Cherry Beach, first stopping at the Church&Front Timmies so I could get a drink. As I'm walking out of the Tims I witness a cab backing into my car and hitting my bumper. I checked for damage and didn't see any, but I was still plenty pissed. I didn't even know what to do. I asked for his number and he said something like, "I'm a taxi driver." Ok buddy, that's well established, but if I find a crack I want to be able to find you. So I just took his taxi information down and was done. It's not the end of the world, but it's still not a nice thing to see happen. Adam mentioned that if I wasn't there I never would have known, which helped me calmed down.

Nik and I hit up Niagara this weekend past. Drove in Saturday morning and stayed the night. After we checked in we taxied down to Clifton hill and took a walk down to the falls. I snapped a neat shot on my phone camera of the American Falls, they have this oddly beautiful ice formation that sits in front of the falling water. I'm not sure if that's how it is every year, but it was neat. After the Falls we went to the Hershey and Coke store. Then we took a stroll through the midway but we weren't feeling it so we moved on. Gift store, Sugar Mountain, and finally a tour through the wax museum of criminals. We walked home after that and ordered a gluten free pizza and had some drinks. A bit later we taxied down to Fallsview and blew about $30 each. I emailed Fallsview to complain about their faulty slot machines. They flipped Nik's bet to maximum (10 credits vs 1 credit) on more than one occassion, and they flipped my credit bet from 25c to 50c, and then later flipped my bet to maximum as well. We wouldn't be sore losers if we lost the money fair and square. And odds are we would have lost it anyways. So I await a response from Fallsview. And if I'm lucky a gift cert. But I'm not counting on that.

I'm about 400 pages away from finishing Atlas Shrugged. I told Adam that I'm not sure if part of my love for this book is cognitive dissonance. Why else would I read a 1069 page book if I wasn't enjoying it? All joking aside it's a great book. And I fear I may feel a small void in my life when I'm done.

Looking forward to drinks tonight with S&S.

Annnnd, done.

Nights of Make-Believe, Days I Don't Believe

No matter how many improvements my landlord makes I still feel like there is an ever growing list of annoyances at this place. My showerhead still screeches like 1000 dying rodents every time I take a shower. If I'm lucky it will stop half way and I will be able to shower in peace. But that's usually not the case. He waits about 5 days after a snow fall to shovel, and by then the next fall is just around the corner. On occassion he will not take the trash or recycling to the curb and either I will have to take the bin out or it will not go out at all. The tenants downstairs seem like lazy bums when it comes to split responsibilities. Granted it should only be split between one, but step up, please. And now the big winner is the dying smoke alarm battery that has been beeping every 30 seconds for the past 2 DAYS. I don't even know what to do. My landlord is out of town so we have to put up with it until he returns tomorrow or the battery finally dies. We'll see how much longer I can maintain my sanity with this going.

I had some great Indian food for lunch with a coworker. There's a great veggie Indian place just south of Matheson and Mavis called Doaba. Mmmm, the food is amazing and so cheap. I actually found myself smiling today at work. I feel so much more like I used to. And that's something I haven't felt in well over a month. That being said my general attitude has not changed, they have made their bed.

Dawn had a great bday at Insomnia on Tuesday. I picked up Adam and Jess and headed down at about 8pm. Most of her friends were from work, which made me jealous. I wish I had more close friends at work. Anyways, she has some really great friends. I had a really great talk with this one girl about Canada and US in terms of politics, and geography and travel, and human rights. It was really fantastic.

I finally passed the halfway point in Atlas Shrugged. I'm starting to think that this might be one of the most important and socially relevant books I've ever read. It was personally a bit slow in the beginning but Rand has just picked it up and taken the book in some really interesting directions. She of course is a little kooky with some pretty harsh views. Objectivism is a bit of a tough pill to swallow sometimes, but it makes you think.

The dying battery is starting to double beep, perhaps this is progress? Just die already.

Do You Have Any Of Those Way Small Harmonicas?

It's been a while again. I used to be better at this. PS to last time, the french toast was AMAZING. I tried it last Sunday by myself at my place and I could not come even close to how good Adam's toast was. I just need to work on my mastery of the culinary arts. Maybe it made a difference that I had to use water in my egg mix instead of milk. And not because I'm stinking poor, but my milk had just expired. And I don't mess with expiry dates.

It's been a pretty stressful two weeks. My attitude at work started to change as the days went on and my contract offer was not arriving. Eventually, early last week, I gave up. I took my defiant and rebellious "Julie's Contract Ends" off the shared wall calendar and I started to clean out my desk. I'm not sure anything that happened or will have happened after that point will make me want to stay. I have 4 days to decide.

I started writing quotes again. The mood struck me to start again so I thought why not. I'm still writing them down to keep a small log of what has gone up.

I had a pretty great weekend this weekend past. Friday night was drinks night with some friends from work. We hit up Sneaky Dees and followed that with Andy Pool Hall and Free Times Cafe! I've added Andy Pool Hall as my first 2011 Toronto Adventure. I really enjoyed being able to look back on my 2010 list to see what new things I had been up to. Then on Saturday a dinner in Oakville turned into an impromptu overnight at a cottage in Midland. Jackie's boyfriend's friend was having a birthday gathering and Jak invited me up with her. Back to back nights of not being D.D. is a pretty special treat for me. We got almost lost in Moonstone in search for a gas station. PS - Moonstone doesn't have a gas station. Sunday night I almost cracked a beer out of habit.

I must exit to complete a quick grocery shopping. I shall try to update more frequently. And for myself, I'm going to try to stop being so depressed and depressing, and then maybe I'll have more to write about.

XO

Why Hello There

Long time no type. Did you miss me?

It's been a hectic new year. But mostly I've just been lazy and rather lackadaisical about keeping up here. I've done a few things, but also spent a handful of time at home alone. With Adam being away for almost 3 weeks late night trips to the lake were cut down significantly. And by significantly I mean completely.

I've finished my quote-bombing at work. It was really fun for a time, almost two months, but I think it ran its natural course and it's done. I even got some cool replies from people. I could tell who it was so I can only wonder if they knew it was me. I'd like to take this chance to document all of the quotes I chose:

"Two roads diverged in a wood, and I - I took the one less travelled by, and that has made all the difference." - Robert Frost

"All that we are is a result of what we have thought." - Buddha

"You have to learn the rules of the game. And then you have to play better than anyone else." - Albert Einstein

"Glory is fleeting, but obscurity is forever." - Napolean Bonaparte

"The impossible often has a kind of integrity which the merely impossible lacks." - Douglas Adams

"Politics determines who has the power, not who has the truth." - Paul Krugman

"A subtle thought that is in error may yet give rise to fruitful inquiry that can establish truths of great value." - Isaac Asimov

"If one does not understand a person one tends to regard him as a fool." - Carl Jung

"When you cannot make up your mind which of two evenly balanced course of action you should take - choose the bolder." - Ezra Pound (have a drink and think again)

"When one has much to put into them, a day has a hundred pockets." - Nietzsche (hundred 42 - DA)

"With the possible exception of the equator, everything begins somewhere." - CS Lewis (But nothing everything ends somewhere.)

"If the doors of perception were cleansed everything would appear to man as it is, infinite." - William Blake

"There is an eloquence in true enthusiam." - Edgar Allan Poe

"Few people can see genius in someone that has offended them." - Robertson Davies

"Being asked what kind of animal you'd like to be is a trick question; you already are one." - Douglas Coupland (but maybe not the animal you'd like to be)

"The last refuge of the insomniac is a sense of superiority to the sleeping world." - Leonard Cohen (otherwise known as the lazy people)

And that's that. It was fun while it lasted, but no more stealthy runs across the office in efforts to remain anonymous. I wanted to save up a good one for my contract ending but I just don't have it in me anymore. That's another thing, I might be done with this office come February. I'm pratically begging them to let me know either way. Today the permanent people got a bonus which just set me off. It was 4pm and I just wanted to pack up and leave. Like my efforts are not appreciated as much as the rest of my coworkers. Obviously some of them work on projects that are more advanced than I could handle, but I'm on the ground doing a lot of work with a lot of different custom applications. And when things go wrong I'm right in there troubleshooting with the higher ups, solutioning the seemingly impossible.

My landlord has been in and out of my apartment this week fixing my shower. A few days ago he did some soldering and left two windows open to air it out. My place was FREEZING. With the space heater running it hovered at 14C for about two hours before I finally gave up and turned the oven on and left it open. It's the poor man's furnace, except I'm sure it's not cheap. He did make some nice advances on the shower, except he said it was "fixed" and when I run the water to the showerhead the faucet leaks all the cold water and all I'm left with is scalding hot water. I quickly wet my hair trying to avoid getting burned, but it was too painful so I had to rinse the shampoo out under the faucet. That doesn't work well with long hair. Ugh.

Tomorrow morning Adam's coming over and I'm going to make french toast, with cut up fruit. A nice cheap alternative to Futures all-day-breakfast, except there's no way it could be as tasty, dang.

That's all she wrote.

Ho Ho Ho

Santa was very good to me this year. I am very hard to buy for because I hardly ever get anything for myself and I don't do well accepting presents. But my family did a bang up job this year.

I am sooo excited to be off work for two more days. It's been a long December and I'm glad 2010 is coming to a finish. I think all in all it's been a pretty great year. I had a fun summer, great family visits, and the forming of new late night coffee traditions. All of which I am extremely grateful for. I should probably set some goals for myself for 2011. Maybe I'll make a list. I find I do well with lists.

Last night was Sim's annual boxing day getogether. It was a most rad evening. I was a bit late cause I napped after I got home from 2 days with family. I love them, but I guess they wear me out. I jest, it's probably just because I spent the last night on the couch instead of in the bed downstairs. The couch is just more comfortable but it's still a couch. It's always phenomenal seeing everyone from high school back in the same room. And expected unpleasantries ended up being alright, at least for me they did >_<. Today I'm going to finish my current book, and I think do some cleaning up. I don't know where this mess comes from. I suppose with all the time I've been spending at home it adds up faster.

Peace & love.

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

I've Got Troubles Enough

Adam and I were saved by a van full of TTC workers on Thursday night. In typical fashion we were enjoying a coffee down by lake. I guess normally either we don't stay that long or we don't leave the radio running. By the time it came to leave the battery was almost completely drained. It only adds irony to the situation that earlier we had been joking about knocking on windows, and now we were really going to have to do it. As soon as we got out of the car we saw another one pulling in, so Adam went up to him first. He made something up about his battery not being good, so there went that. Then he realized there was a TTC van sitting in the round about. The van turned out to be jammed full of young guys in TTC jackets, all very willing to help out. I attached the cables to my battery and the driver did his and in no time flat we were up and running. I'm not sure if I mentioned that I recently gave a random guy a jump. Luckily I wasn't alone otherwise him luring me to the back side of the George Brown parking lot might have been a bit frightening. When that happened I quickly declared I had no problem providing a jump as long as he did all the connecting. But this time I was fully confident in being able to connect at least my own cables. Soon after the jump all remaining cars had left the lot. We could have been stranded at Cherry Beach. I really need to renew my CAA membership!

Before Cherry Beach I went to Sheridan College with my mother to see a performance of The Drowsy Chaperone. I'm usually not terribly keen on musicals, but this one was very enjoyable. The musical itself apparently first launched at the Rivoli and then went onto the Fringe Festival and then went to Broadway. I was going to say it has a great Canadian sense of humour to it, but apparently the authors were English. I suppose both are dry.

Tea with my mom last week was nice. We sat and chatted for a while. Had some cut up melon with some amazing yogurt. Good times.

I slept in today, and then after waking up I moved to the living room and took a nap. I am well rested but feeling surprisingly sleepy. I'm just going to bum around the house today, do some light cleaning, laundry, etc. This is the first morning in two weeks that I've been able to sleep in and be lazy so I'm soaking it in.

And last thing - Simona sent me a great link the other day. I've sent my email, and I think it's a very worthy cause. http://action.davidsuzuki.org/C-311.

Chasing The Day Away

My mother is coming for a visit tomorrow. Nothing makes me clean like a visit from a parental unit. They haven't been to my place very often since I moved in and perhaps they are feeling a tinge of guilt. Part of me thinks they are checking up on me but I'm too old for that, I think. I have a lot more to do because the plan is for this place to be spotless. And on top of it all I need to do a grocery shopping. I'm definitely procrastinating. On the bright side - I found an umbrella! To think I came very close to purchasing a new one.

I went into work today. On Wednesday our manager asked us if we would be free for work on the weekend. ONLY the two contract employees (myself included) volunteered their time. It was nice to see people from all sorts of depts coming in to lend a hand. The entire product development team was there. Anyways. Hopefully crisis mode will be over soon.

After work I went out for a coffee with Adam down at Queen & Davenport. That neighbourhood always reminds me of the Queen West Man video. New look, new outlook. Sadly I'm unable to find a link, it's a goodie from almost 5 years ago. I thought everything was supposed to last on the internet forever? After Adam left I sat and read A Moveable Feast for a while. We are gearing up for a Long Book Read in January. Normally that would not warrant capital letters for all words, but at over 1000 pages Atlas Shrugged is going to be a feat worthy of title case. Adam's going to read War and Peace, and if either are any good we might switch. Maybe for Jan 2012.

I was going to put up my tree and decorate it, but the lights seem to be broken. I can't remember if that happened last year or if maybe that happened just now when I plugged it into the space heater outlet and shorted everything. Either way I have to decided what to do with it.

I should get back to it. Grocery shop, laundry fold, sweep, scrub, and then sleep.

And Miles To Go Before I Sleep

I interviewed today for my own position, but permanent. I have to say it may have been my worst interview yet. I'm dumbfounded that there were questions that I was unable to answer. "Rate your knowledge of printers and what print stock is appropriate for each?" I'm sorry, is this an interview for the print room or project coordinator?? Right, thanks. I left the interview wanting to quit my job. I do have a sense that the questions were bullshit. I don't know the code for the SQL queries the data team uses. I ask them for data and I get it. I ask the print room to print, and I let them decide what the most appropriate machine is. I also had a few random bursts of inappropriateness that I would rather not get into. I need to find another job and fast. And that's all I'm going to say about that.

I actually had a talk with my manager about a few of my projects that are going to be disseminated amongst the other PMs when I leave. My manager noted that there's still a chance that I could be renewed, and barely acknowledging the ridiculousness of that statement I said, "I'm not depending on it" and carried on with my thought. If they are going to treat me like I'm disposable I'm going to start acting like I am.

My culture slam experiment has been a complete failure. As far as I know there's no buzz in the office. As far as I can tell no one has even noticed or cares. I almost gave up tonight, but to cheer myself up I slipped into the conference room and wrote, "The impossible often has a kind of integrity which the improbable lacks. - Douglas Adams." Of course I quote it as DA so if anyone actually takes interest they have to investigate further to find out who it's by. I think if the Solutions Manager were to ever notice she'd probably piece that it's me that is always slyly slipping past her office and into the conference room only to emerge a minute later with an unnecessary smirk on my face.

I've had a busy week. Jak came over on the weekend and we drank whiskey and watched Netflix. The free month has ended and the landlord has not indicated that he's going to sign up. I might get my own free month in the meantime. On Monday Adam came over and we watched a movie and then headed down to our possible new hang out, the park just West of Lakeshore and Windermere. The legal turnaround on Lakeshore leads straight into the parking lot if you can manage to drive straight across. It's a nice stretch of lot that faces straight on to the lake, and if you're lucky enough to grab an early parking spot there's a nice view of the tower. And then I met up with a few friends at the Duke of York on Tuesday night. We had a few beers and good laughs. I missed out on a few earlier gatherings and I needed to make up for lost time, so that was good.

Adam and I actually made it back to the new park again tonight. I had high hopes to tackle a few projects around the house but I didn't get back in until about 9:30. I had to stop at the gas station at Bathurst and Dupont. They always have the best gas prices. Tonight it was like 105.9 which is more than 2c cheaper than every other station I passed on the way home. I think I may just buckle down and do some cleaning before I sleep. I want to set up my little xmas tree too. I'll have to take a picture once it's done.

Lastly, I spent Sunday reading and I finished up Gods Behaving Badly. It was "recommended" by an "amazing person who knows all these cool books." I spent the first 200 pages wondering where the heck the story was going, and the final 80 pages wishing for the swift arrival of the last page. I may have entered into that book with more than a slight bias against it, but I'm just reporting the facts.

I think I have sufficiently unloaded. C'est tout.

Good FOR You

I'd like to think I'm a fairly intelligent being. So it doesn't feel good to admit that I only last week realized my space heater had an oscillating option. It's not even hidden. It's a button on the face of the heater that says "Oscillation". Point: Honeywell.

I've taken on a new adventure at work. I have decided to culture slam them by leaving inspiring or thoughtful quotes on the whiteboards in the conference rooms. I started on Friday night, and almost wet myself while I scribbled out the following Frost quote - "Two roads diverged in a wood, and I - I took the one last traveled by, and that has made all the difference." I strolled past the conference room this afternoon and was tickled pink to see that the other PLO material had been erased by my quote proudly remained at the top of the board. Maybe I'll put a new one up each Friday? It may be lame but I'm kind of excited.

The Eastern parking lot at Cherry Beach is officially closed for the season. Maybe they could take this opportunity to fix the horrendous pot holes that riddle the entire stretch of the lot. I doubt it, but it would be nice. Maybe it's time to find a new winter haunt, but it's hard to think of a new place. It's so peaceful at night, and fairly isolated. Plus it's just a stone's throw from the downtown core. It made me think of where I would have gone in Calgary and that's easy - Nose Hill. I wish we had a city hill that overlooked the entire city. It would probably be too congested to ever get a spot. Here I go already dreaming up traffic for a site that doesn't even exist.

I went to see my Great Aunt this weekend. I love her to pieces. She's so tiny and proper, but she has this wicked smirk that shows she also has a great sense of humour. I told her all about my trip East, and we talked about books, and just everything. I told her about my Halloween costume and she knew what I was talking about. Though she may not have found it as hilarious I did.

I'm about to start reading A Moveable Feast by Ernest Hemingway. Adam lent it to me. I want to expand my reading into the classics. I might do Steinbeck next. Onwards!