i spent so much time trying to get over the trauma of watching that damn Transformers movie, i totally forgot to post anything on Sunday. but, because i’m sure there are some Nablopomo participants who post-dated canned entries, i’m totally back-dating this one. hell, i’ve only been awake for fifteen minutes. it’s still practically yesterday for me. ;)
yesterday was the annual camera show at the Croatian Cultural Centre. Christopher and i got up early and headed out in search of… stuff. neither of us really needed anything new, but you just never know what you’ll find! this year, i found two new flashbars to use on my SX-70s for only $3 each!
both Jamie and Chris came away with awesome finds — Jamie, an absolutely mint condition Minolta; Chris, a battery grip, with battery, for a third of the price new — so we went out to the Three Lions Cafe for brunch to celebrate. i’d heard good things about the place from a bunch of local people, so i suggested it. well, the food was good (i had the traditional english breakfast), but the service was a little lacklustre. i think i’d rather go to The Tomahawk for a really expensive plate of breakfast food.
after food, Jamie left us to go back south then the boy and i took off for parts Granville Island. i was still in search of some items for crafting, so i wanted to take advantage of being in the neighbourhood while i could. after spending a bunch of money and taking a few photos we headed home to chill with pizza and Zombieland (which was FANTASTIC, btw). after the movie, i did some craft prep and then went to bed before nine-thirty — i’m such a party animal.
next up is a busy week! there’s: showdown at the office; american underpants; super crafting binges; and, fighting for my rights at a union meeting.
can i just skip right to next weekend?
today, i procured the fifth christmas gift for family/friends. i’m 45% of the way to a completely complete shopping list.
now, if i can manage to get cards and baking done, that’s when i’ll be impressed.
sorry for the sucky post today. gotta go watch Transformers 2: ROTF now!
this day held so much promise, what with the six people i was going to see naked and the potential for a yummy lunch from the awesome thai place. i should have known it wouldn’t hold up.
let’s just say that when i had to resort to mcdonald’s drive-thru for lunch, i suspected it was all downhill from there.
my work-day ended with my “awesome” supervisor pulling rank and reminding me that he really doesn’t care — something i’d realized before i left, but obviously forgot what with all the near-death trauma. oh well. if he wants to play it that way, all i can say is he might not actually like having me not being able to do anything without checking with him first. trust me, i do a lot on my own initiative, but hey… if he doesn’t trust my judgment in matters relating to my job, i guess he’ll have to deal with me running every. single. thing. by him every. single. day.
luckily, i have the best boyfriend in the world. when i finally got home, he was cooking dinner and there were a dozen red roses on my desk.
now we’re just chilling and enjoying a quiet night. although, it really does not feel like friday to me for some reason. that’s not so bad, because then getting to sleep in tomorrow morning will feel extra-decadent!
i drove to work today.
now, before y’all get your panties in a twist, i have a perfectly valid and reasonable explanation for this turn of events: my dad is going on a cruise.
i can almost hear all of you cocking your head to one side, thinking “huh?”.
you see, when my father goes away for one of his expensive and awesome vacations, i get the use of his car. this started when i still had the Geo and he refused to ride in it when i drove him to the airport (actually, it started in early 1990 before i even had a car of my own; but, i digress). i’d drive him in his vehicle and he’d just let me keep it while he was gone. now, it’s a tradition of sorts. dad takes a trip, i get to drive the nice car.
this week was to be a real-world test of what it would be like for me to not own a car. if i didn’t own a car, damn skippy i’d take his and use it at every opportunity! therefore, i don’t see any reason why i should feel bad for doing so.
okay, so it’s a little bit cop-out-y, but hey! would you turn down the use of the car with power steering, remote door locks and brand-new transmission if it were handed to you on a silver platter? besides, it’s supposed to be all stormy the next few days. you wouldn’t want me to get wet, catch a chill and then die of H1N1, would you?
i didn’t think so.
so… road trip, anyone?
i think i like taking transit to work.
now, before you go calling the men with the straight-jackets and padded rooms, let me explain a little. i like taking transit to work. the length and leisure of it isn’t so bad at all. especially on days when the sunrise is so spectacularly beautiful that half the bus stops their navel-gazing to stare out the window at is as we ride across the Lions Gate Bridge. i don’t even mind the long walk from the station into work now that my body’s starting to get used to this whole “moving” thing i haven’t subjected it to in earnest for a far, far too long. i get to listen to music or an audio book on my ipod, people-watch, look at all those buildings i can’t rubber-neck at while i’m driving past or just turn off my head and go to a happy place.
all of this for the low-low price of leaving the house at 6:30 a.m.
of course, when they turn the clocks back in the spring and 6:30 is actually 5:30… well, i might not be quite so positive about the whole thing.
while i kind of enjoy taking transit to work, i absolutely LOATHE taking transit home from work.
oh. my. god. there’s something calm and soothing about transiting in the morning. it is the exact opposite going home. i don’t know if it’s that more people are awake or that they’ve all had crappy days or what, but man… the train is fuller and more annoying. the bus is packed to the gills — sidebar PSA: if you go out in the world and interact with people, don’t stink. please. it’s painful for those of us with working olfactory senses. thank you. — and takes way longer than it does in the a.m. it’s just all-around sucky.
plus, it’s freaking DARK out! ugh. how many months until the sunlight comes back?
so, if i could find someone to drive me home every day — hell, even someone to just drive me to North Van and drop me at a bus stop would work — my commuting issues would be mostly moot. alas, i don’t think i’m that lucky or well-connected.
just for fun, i’m going to try taking a whole different way home today! maybe a train and two buses will be less trying than dealing with grumpy (and stinky!) down-towners.
today, a bug flew into my eye and got stuck there.
that was the best thing to happen all day. well, except for my sandwich. that was pretty awesome.
the most memorable part of my transit commute today: the fart someone let loose on the train.
other than a bit of stink, taking transit wasn’t a big whoop today. i did have to leave 30 minutes early to arrive 10 minutes late and, because i needed to go get stuck by the vampires, i didn’t get home until an hour later than usual. otherwise, it was fairly uneventful. it just took longer than normal and i couldn’t easily stop for this or that. of course, the weather was nice and neutral for both my trips. i’m sure i won’t be quite so positive if i have to slog home in the rain tomorrow night.
what’s interesting is the different reactions i get from people when i mention what i’m doing and just how close i am to ditching my car. the first reaction is usually “oh, what’re you going to buy?” then i have to tell them that i have no immediate plans to purchase a replacement vehicle and they look amusingly perplexed. some people get it, but the majority kind of jump into car-buying-advice mode without really getting my motives.
i suppose this whole carlessness will really start to settle in once the novelty of transit commuting wears off. or, i have to lug home a package of toilet paper home on the bus.
gesundheit!
since i need a reason to blog more and november seems to be the randomly picked month to write as much as you possibly can no matter how bad it might be — just write, dammit! it’s november! — i’ve decided to try to post something every day this month.
oh shut up. i can hear you snickering.
i know, i know… my blogging record for the past couple of years is lacklustre at best, but hey, if i can post for thirty days in a row, that’s pretty much my quota for the rest of the next twelve months and i can just slack off as soon as december arrives. ;)
besides, if i’m really strapped for content i can just save up all my tweets and post them at the end of the day as some random 140-character-at-a-time train of thought melange!
here’s to the blogging!