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Month: October 2009

  • I downloaded WordPress for my Blackberry today. Then I had a massage (these things are unrelated, just mildly chronological). My back should start feeling better soon; in the meantime I can update blog from wherever I may be.

    Tomorrow I plan to see the Olympic torch at some point. It is meant to be passing by my apartment building and my window in the evening. I could see it then if I am home from floor barre. Or I’ll join the crowd in the morning, you know, just to be part of the crowd. I’ll have to dress warm or I shall not last long.

  • Kimberly used to make roasted pumpkin seeds at halloween. I would say Oh no, I don’t like them I’d say when she offered some to me; I would then proceed to eat them all. I want some now. I was thinking about this because there was pumpkin-carving at work today and the spare pumpkins are just over there, on sale for $2 each. What would I possibly want with a pumpkin, I asked myself… Oh yeah…

  • I took a course on discrimination prevention this morning. It was informative enough and only half a day long so that was a plus. When done, I stopped at Fairway (course was at UVic so this was the Shelbourne Plaza Fairway) and bought soup that I’d seen on sale and sushi for lunch. I’m having a hard time finding canned soup that is fancier than tomato, and of course not cream of anything, but then is dairy free. Lots have hints of parmesan or romano cheeses.

  • When I was 18 I would have turned off Alanis Morrisette singing on the radio. I was anti-Alanis. This morning, though, I did not do this and now I have stupid “Ironic” in my head. How do I know all the words when I never listened to it?

  • I finally finished the book I didn’t really want to read. I ended up just wanting to know how it ended, the plot points keeping me going. The very book smelled like old lady, like someone had it resting with their clean laundry and they had used a fragrant fabric softener. The book was “Good to a Fault” by Marina Endicott. The picture of the author showed a soft-looking, vigilant, middle-aged teacher dressed up for a photo shoot. Arrrg. Or perhaps I hate her because she looks like a character from “Desperate Housewives” I found annoying, and doubly annoying because I haven’t watched DH for many years and can’t remember why I would hate her. This is the worst book review ever.

    The next book I’m reading is about a male immigrant so far. Just as uninteresting, except for the “Metamorphosis” allusions, which are intriguing and vexing as I have read only 6 pages of that work. In the first person too, so I don’t get a break from the protagonist. Antagonist? He is antagonizing me, so we’ll see.

    This was a vacation day for me and it has disappeared quickly. I found that doing errands all yesterday morning I still had errands today to complete. Plus laundry, plus the dishes. The dishes made me angry, as usual.

    Good things today: I have bread baking and it smells good; I figured out how to manipulate string into a ribbed pattern.

    Annoying thing: both my new pairs of spectacles are fit improperly so I have to find my way back to the glasses place to get them adjusted properly. Until then they slide off my face and dangle when I lean over to untie my shoes. Until then, of course, I wear contacts.

  • I still don’t like the book I’m reading very much but I’ve gotten into the rhythm of of it, and the non-excitement.

    I was in a bad mood this morning because the dishes I was washing wouldn’t stack properly or well in the dish rack to dry. I hate the sound of falling, clattering dishes. I even only have only one or two dishes in the sink at a time so they don’t clank against one another. Vexsome noises!

    There is new toner waiting for me at the post office (ordering it online was cheaper than anywheres in town, even with postage.) I will try to be more responsible with this one, maybe, to make it last longer? Perhaps I will initiate a cleaner, more simple design in my publications. ??

    I attended two meetings this week at work. I usually attend zero, or at most one every other week. They were not painful, were not meant to be meetings where everyone reports on what they are working on, which I don’t like, because then I also have to report on what I am doing, which means talking out loud, and having people look at me.

  • Also today I started a new book but I don’t really like it. For some reason I never like stories about middle aged women. Maybe I will later. Maybe I won’t. I just remembered I’ve forgotten to make lunch for tomorrow. Maybe it is a day for eating out. Or maybe I will make something right now (no, I’m lying. If I make something right now it will be for eating right now but I’m not hungry.) (Or am I?)

  • I just saw a guy walking down the street with a drawing of a guitar case, only it was a real guitar case.

  • I was so sleepy today. But then I had a rest for a few minutes on my bed and went to dance and it was a good class. Part of this was that there was no new material. The reason there was no new material was that the teacher didn’t have enough time to prep. The reason she couldn’t prep was because the studio was full of smoke when she arrived. The smoke was from the fire in the basement. The building is still standing but the smell of smoke was intense.

    I should write more.