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Category: My Day

  • I had a super keen weekend.  I tried to stay in my pajamas for most of it (after ballet class ended at 1pm on Sat, of course) but I did get cabin fever at around noon on Sunday and went for a stroll.  This resulted in a hurty back, which is still vexing me.  But it was a good walk: down Cook St, around Beacon Hill Park, up Douglas, Dollar Giant and then home.  (I bribed myself with the going to Dollar Giant).

    After some weird scanning hastled (pages getting flip-turned around so they were printing wrong) Tiny String 18 is sitting on my table in two piles: on of the cover, and one off all the non-collated pages.  So pretty!  So fun.  Aethsetically, anyway, I am very pleased.  I always feel that the story part could do with more editing, but that’s what I get for making them so quickly.  I’m usually happy enough if there are no typos.  (Fingers crossed, though.)

  • My day:

    Got up, organized things, oatmeal, ballet.

    Pancakes, nap, zine-ing, supper.

    Zine-ing, snack, TV. Now it’s now.

    The nap part took a larger percentage of my day than I expected. The zine in question is about 3 pounds in mock-up format. Hearty!

  • 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.

  • 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.

  • 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.

  • Something is weird today. This morning I was grumpy as something that is very grumpy and now I am cheerful and ready to go.  I didn’t have drugs or anything, if that’s what you are wondering.

  • I had a fun weekend.  (Exept that ferries in both directions ran late.  This was a problem going over to Van because the bus over there has to leave right on time, leaving a bunch of us to wait an hour for the next one.  The only other option when stranded at Tswassen is to take a cab but I didn’t do that.  It ended up being a 1/2 wait before the next bus came and the driver took pity on us and let us on to wait on the warm bus.  On the way home, the 3 o’clock boat was actually the 3:30 boat, but there was an express bus into Vic waiting for us on the other side, which was nice.  I haven’t checked the schedule to see if they sent one out special for us.  Either way, it probably kept me from snapping…)

    The show was very fun.  11 000 people there to watch dance.  I was one of them.  Also: screaming and whatnot.  It was amazing to watch the dancers perform all of their tricks of strength and flexibility as though they are as simple as breathing.  And many of my favorite dances from the show were performed, so that was pretty fun.  These words aren’t describing it right.  This does:

    WHHHHHHHHHHHHHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!

    Other items of note that were enjoyable on this trip:  we ate supper at Moxie’s before.  This is the restaurant that is in the hotel we were at (the Sandman, just a few blocks from the place with the thing) and we went there again after the show for drinks (me) and dessert (Bonnie).  There is a pool and hottub at the hotel and I used both of them.  When I missed my second bus of the trip (trying to get the 1:00 ferry bus but having the b-line take too long to get me there and watching the ferry bus leave the station fro the light across the street) I went into Richmond and went to Daiso (formally called, in this blog, “the two-dollar store”) and bought goodies, including a new wallet.  It’s just a card holder (I’l going to add some velcro or something so I can use one of the pockets for change) but it’s pink plaid and I already love it a lot.  (My last zipper pouch that I’ve been using for maybe two years still works but Is looking a little frayed.  All the sequins, amazingly, are still attached!)

  • I’m watching a new t.v. series that stars Tim Roth. I like Tim Roth quite a lot and at this point is the only reason I still have the show on right now.

    I wrote my rent cheque. Writing cheques is bittersweet as they are pleasing to fill out, but in a little while I will have less money in my account.

    I have one stamp remaining.