I just Macgyvered the *shit* out of a misbehaving air vent. AWESOME.
I was watching another woman with dog while I waited for Naida to finish pooping. I'm pretty sure that, when her dog got into pooping position, the woman crouched down and held a bag open to collect the poop as it fell.
It is interesting to me to learn that there *are* different techniques. I'm not sure how I feel about her method, though. It seems like a lot could go wrong that way.
I've spent more than $400 in less than 24 hours.
(Three-fourths of it was on my pets and my PSP. I think the first is not optional, while my mother seems reassured by the second, video games being what the holidays are really all about.)
I can't even tell you how many times I've watched this now.
Sweet Pea, Righty and I graduated at the same time. The Tiny Baptist graduated the year after, so we're all going through some of the same noob troubles at the same time. The three of them live pretty close together, while I have moved far, far away, so you would think they would form a support group and I would flounder alone. And yet, I am regularly relaying messages between them.
I think that's funny. (And, as I told the Tiny Baptist, I don't *really* mind, because this way I KNOW EVERYTHING that's going on. Mwah ha ha ha.)
1. I lost one of my two plates, but then I found it again.
2. Some people said some funny stuff.
3. David Tennant is kind of awesome, as is not-Rose.
4. I forgot to mention that my -$7 socks had those little metal clips that hold the pair together at the toes. I used to use those as earrings, back before I got my ears pierced.
That's it.
Last year the dog and I accidentally joined a zombie walk. This year we accidentally joined some sort of Olympic-torch-worshiping cult.
I have a moderate amount of contempt for people who give a shit about the Olympics, a healthier contempt for people who are so desperate to be part of the "excitement" that they'd line the streets (... block the sidewalks) to watch some tracksuit-clad nobody jog past, and a blinding contempt for whoever designed the torch's route. I can only assume that they were drunk at the time, and unable to draw straight lines. INEFFICIENT. Idiots.
I spent $40 to attend two catered events yesterday and then another $20 feeding myself after because the catering was shit.
(I spent $50 on a dress too, and then the guy I wanted to see me in it wasn't even there. But, I also spent MINUS $7 on socks that I didn't really want, so that's some consolation.)
(I would consider spending PLUS money on this shirt, but sadly it appears to be sold out.)
The guy who sat down in the seat next to me reeked so strongly of stale cigarettes that I got off the bus about 3 km early.
I watched this last night and was so delighted by the comment that love is "two people deluded in each other's favour" that I wanted to share. (Also, it reminds me of me.)
Having just watched this week's episode of Castle, I am still of the opinion that the sexiest thing in the world could possibly be Nathan Fillion petting a dog.
This is funny. Although I do not like the choices the Tetris player makes.
I got vaccinated today. Not because I really care - I don't - but because someone didn't want to go alone. Apparently I am just that agreeable.
(My arm hurts a bit, as if it's sore from a workout. I made sure to get injected on my non-dog-walking arm, even though it is the arm I use for most everything else (writing, etc.). Priorities!)
Man, now I just want to play Tetris. Tetris square. On XBox, so I can trashtalk obnoxious adolescents. Dammit. I have ELEVEN DAYS off in a row soon, and no game system.
In my dream I was in Paris again. I saw the same sights as last time - the Eiffel Tower, the (Phantom of the) Opera House - and then I went back to my hotel to sleep. Even though it was still light out. I think this is my subconscious's way of saying I'm boring.
(I have not stopped watching Bones, by the way.
The baby thing only came up once, and it was actually sort of awesome: Brennan figures that because she has fabulous genes, she should pass them on. That's it! There was nothing sappy or sexist about it. But then there was a repulsively sexist episode, about how "when a man" something something blah blah macho blah damsel in distress bullshit. And then there was an episode about chickens, and I am back to vegetarian again.
Anyway. So. Bones is a show that I watch.)
1. I had a ridiculously hilarious idea today, for which I would need some sort of reinforcing material. I looked for a ruler or construction paper, to no avail. A stirstick would have been insufficient; I didn't know where to find a tongue depressor. When I saw some empty boxes at a store, it occurred to me that cardboard might be suitable. "Hi! Can I have one of those boxes?" I asked. "... Okay," the employee replied, skeptically. And, as I am wont to do, I said "yay!" and clapped delightedly. So "Merry Christmas!" he added.
2. Evening rush hour. The woman ahead of me in the line for the bus was fumbling in her bag for her pass. Fumbling, fumbling, fumbling, first outside the bus and then on it, blocking the doorway. As she continued to fumble I flashed the driver my pass and pushed past her into the bus. "Thanks, ma'am, for having your pass ready," he said, loudly, passive-aggressively.
3. Finally, although I did not *speak* to the guy I continue to have a crush on, I might possibly have paralyzed him with how awesome I looked. I acknowledge, however, there could be some other explanation for why he stopped halfway through a doorway and stared at me. I myself was so completely disoriented by seeing him unexpectedly that I ended up walking in the wrong direction. (I saw him yesterday too, lovely as always. *That* time I got flustered and ended up touching the guy he was with on the arm, to excuse myself as I squeezed past. Transference? This is ridiculous.)
A guy in a car yelled at me -- the only pedestrian in the vicinity --as he sped past:
"WE'RE ALL LAUGHING AT YOU."