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Month: February 2009

  • I have been pretty grumpy for most of this week.  This morning was bad but then I bought some gingersnaps.  Gingersnaps, usually, make things better.  They were really “snappy” gingersnaps.  That is, they were hard.  I ate many.

    Another time gingersnaps made me happy was when I was in St. John’s.  I found them at the Loblaws near my B&B.  (This, after I found the Loblaws in the fog.)  They were sugar free and tasted like flour and ginger.  They were great.  (I wasn’t grumpy in St. John’s, I just remember lying on my bed and eating them with BBC news on the TV and being happy.)

    I saw Coraline 3-D last night and my review is thus:  I LOVE 3-D!  It’s like watching a movie with a View Master.  SO fun.  My review is also thus: I want to make dolls!  Not creepy magical ones or anything.  Just ones with cute little faces and clothes.

  • Book sale today! Lots of books and people! I got some literature books, some art books and a book entitled “Shirley Temple’s Storybook” which I can’t decide whether to cut up or leave whole. I’ve also now completed my Mordecai Richler “collection” which consists of all the novels of his I like. That was Barney’s Version I got today, which I have read before but decided I should own. Just for, you know, posterity and lending purposes.

  • My parents are in town this weekend. This, as always, indicates grocery shopping and wine. Good times.

    It’s a busy weekend. Last night I went to a ballet with a work chum, and tomorrow will be hanging with mum and dad some more. Nothing is planned for next weekend, though.

    I have two writing projects on the go: one is the next Tiny String, amazingly about a month after the last episode, the other is a longer work I’m pecking at occasionally (since there is some activity going on it, I will consider it “on the go” even if it’s just a little bit here and there.)

    I am also 1/3 into the last season of West Wing. This project has been more time consuming and grueling that originally planned… OK no, I’ve just been lazy and only want to watch TV! Next I’m going to re-watch Hana Yori Dango seasons one and two, followed by the movie, which I haven’t watched yet. It’s nearing spring time, which makes me think of cherry blossoms… which makes me think of HYD of course. Of Course!

  • My face is itchy!

    P.S.  I’ve had a lot of trouble pretending to be normal this week.  This results (easily) in my resting at home in the evenings watching television (still West Wing) as recovery time.  And it’s not really “trouble”, it just takes some extra effort trying to do general work things.  I’m getting better, though at things like just picking up the phone to return phone calls.  I get on a roll.

    My computer monitor had “no signal” this morning for some reason.  Then it found a “signal” but is now at the wrong resolution.  I had to leave it before going to work… and figuring this out had me hear the bus I was going to take speed past my window without me on it (I was still in my apartment).  I like walking into work anyway.

  • I had English Breakfast tea this morning.  It didn’t taste how I thought it should.  For a time I was drinking it often.  This was when I was at Camosun and we would have a class break everyday around 10 or 10:30.  Ralph would say “it’s time for a tea” which would prompt me to want tea, and I would go with whoever was going down to the cafeteria and buy a tea.  I liked English Breakfast because it wasn’t herbal and it had a nice hearty taste to it.  The tea I had this morning didn’t have that hearty taste to it.  This surpized me because it was Twinnings brand and I, I don’t know, thought that it would taste the same or better than whatever I had before.  Or maybe the brand I had before was wrong!

    The Camosun tea time is also when the following memory stems:  Robin complaining how putting mil in tea was just putting milk into hot water, so really all you were drinking was weak milky-water.  I don’t put milk in my tea in restaurants or cafeterias and so didn’t feel that this comment applied to me.  However, when I at home, making my own weak soy-milky-water, I remember it.

  • I got my reminder to renew my driver’s licence yesterday, and I meant to go over and get it done today.  (The office is only about three feet from the building where I work)  However, I neglected to make my hair look reasonable, and my skin isn’t as clear as it might be, and then one of my coworkers commented on how 16 years old I look.  So, since I have some time before it expires, I will wait before going in to get my new licence.

    I will not, however, let it lapse, because that would just mean hasstle.

  • Last week one of my fuses blew.  Or stopped working, or whatever it is that fuses do– and then my kettle stopped boiling, my microvave clock turned off and the fridge stopped being on.  Mildly perplexing.  I switched a couple of the other fuses around in trying to discover which connected to what, which is a little scary for me as they involve electricity and electricity could lead to fire.  Anyway in my quest I found that one of my fuses is conneced to to single outlet (the one above my dresser) and so I moved that fuse into the spot of the one that had gone out so my food wouldn’t rot.  Felt: clever and like a hero.  Then I had the issue of having to replace the old fuse (which looked as though it had been manufactured in about 1965).  After extensive foot research (going to Wal-Mart and Zellers– I don’t know where fuses are sold) and then some internet searches, I found the kind I need at Home Hardware, who are, the friendly people there told me, the only ones to stock the kind of fuse I need.  Also:  the only place I went to where anyone noticed me or asked if I needed help.  Being sassy and having my example fuse with me, I had found the appropriate section and matched up what I needed before they could find me, but two people came and asked if I needed help:  the first gentleman laughing when I said “I found it already!” and the second guy informing me of the disparity of S-15 fueses in alternate retail outlets.

    All the electricity in my apartment works now.

  • I’ve been watching The West Wing constantly lately and I have come up with the following conclusions:  I didn’t watch most of season 5, and after season 3 I didn’t download them all like I did with the prior seasons to marathon-watch.  I think I’ve watched season 6 before, because lots of it seems familier, but it just must have been on TV.  I’m keeping all seasons now, because I clearly remember deleting episodes at one point, thinking, “I won’t watch these again, and if I want to I’ll just download them.”  But I don’t have this attitude now, having watched the first two seasons with ease, having them saved to disks.  Also, I’ve realized that DVD disks save a crapload more stuff that CDs do.  (I know this won’t be revolutionary thinking to anyone else, but I don’t think about these things very much.)

    Life has been work and West Wing lately.  Also warm blankets.  Also:  macaroni and cheese tastes good paired with white wine.

  • I made up a new song this morning.

    Hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo!
    Hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo!
    I don’t want to get out of bed!
    Hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo!

  • My Floor Barre instructor this evening remarked that I was doing one of the exercises in a “gorgeous” fashion. This, considering that I have no strength or flexibility (two things that make for gorgeous dancers, for example) is significant.

    I’ve started doing a new thing when I am vexed (usually when I just miss a walk signal at an intersection). I bob a bit and wave my hands at the bottom of my arms and say “ooooooh!” in a whining tone. I was doing this for a couple of weeks before I, you know, noticed. I should probably pay attention to myself more. I tend to get a bit silly when left to my own devices.

    I bought a new wallet last weekend at Daiso. It was just a wallet of pockets for cards, with no place for change, but I fixed that today, adding some velcro to one of the sections so on the off chance that I have change, I can carry it safely. Adding the velcro was very annoying, as I had to sew it on within the structure of the wallet. I finally used one of my curved upholstery needles (which I purchased in the first place just because they look neat, never intending to use them for anything) and it was incredibly tedious. But I persevered and now everything is correct and as it should be.

    I conclude: I enjoy relish a great deal.