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which isn't unusual but every time I use the bus to go somewhere I don't normally go and it doesn't work out I'm still surprised a little bit.
Shouldn't I be a pro at this by now?
No matter how prepared and neurotic and careful I am I almost always wind up getting totally screwed over by the terrible bus service here.
I even checked stupid Navigo service for the bus stop I needed to wait at and took a photo on my iPhone to be sure.
Stop 61119. 10:38am. Westbound Innovation at Research.
(Who names these idiotic streets, anyway?)
Got on the bus and it goes in the opposite direction and I wind up at St. Vital mall, where yr girl figures "maybe the bus will turn around and go the way that I need it to?" but figure since I've played this game with transit before I'd better ask the driver to be sure.
When I do, he laughs at me and says "oh no, after this stop my bus turns into a 91 and goes off into Southdale for an hour".
I tell him where I need to go (Waverley West, for you Winnipeggers still following along) and he says
"oh, there aren't any buses that go there when it's not peak traffic hours"
I don't know why I didn't expect that.
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Spent all of yesterday hanging at Vine Multimedia HQ and was unbelievably busy. I took the photos to create this gif in-between eating my salad and writing some blog content but didn't even have the time to post it.
After work I spent the evening at Kat's and she whipped up her take Bún Thịt Nướng and it was delicious. Having some midweek lady-hangs was really nice as well!
I've been on a crazy Rebecca and Fiona kick lately, especially since we've gotten our new car. This track is so good for zipping around to, I'm not ashamed to say Tyrone and I have definitely had car dance parties listening to it.
Today I'm attempting to get some studying done with basically no luck. It's impossible when you have a super-cute kitten looking for your attention. Cat lady problems!
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it's easter so everything is closed
most of us are hungover
and in meat comas from the night before
(including yr girl)
totally worth it.
enjoy your hip hop sunday.
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- don't sit right next to/acros from someone when there are other open seats/tables
- if the above isn't possible, don't eat right next to/across from a stranger
- don't talk on yr phone
- don't pick yr nose
- don't hum
- don't wear so much cologne that I can smell you 10+ feet away
- don't stare at other people
- keep music volume at a reasonable level (also: avril lavigne? really?)
- don't look at other people's computer/phone screens
(you're not as subtle as you think you are)
this checklist has been brought to you everyone in the library today.
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maybe it's because he's charming or maybe because he's in space or maybe because he's a canuck like me, I totally have a thing for chris hadfield.
not in the like 'let's do it' kinda way though
but in the like 'let's high five and drink beers because you could be my dad or cool uncle' kinda way
kinda how I loved jack layton
I love this dude
(maybe it's the moustaches?)
anyway the astronaut who makes my heart go pitter-pat wrote a cute little post on reddit today that made me smile:
Hi all. My son alerted me to the thread, and although I'm racing around (the world) today, I wanted to pop in to give my sincerest thanks and gratitude for all the support I've received from this eclectic online community.
The AMAs, general discussions and feedback have all been tremendous. I am genuinely humbled by the response we've had so far. To those who asked questions, provided answers where I couldn't, helped create visibility for the space program or even upvoted a photo - you are actively making a difference. Every little step forward, and every new eye opened is proactive movement towards a sustained and well-supported space program, and thus better understanding of the universe and our Earth's place in it.
Thank you reddit. Sincerely.
all the thank-you's are how you know he's canadian ;)
- by adminin fact, despite one really good thing it was probably the worst day I've had in years or since I can remember at least.
no I don't want to talk about it.
maybe in the throes of things I would have been ready to pour my heart out here but the internet isn't cool with that kind of stuff anymore, and nobody wants to hear about how sad I am unless it's a major catastrophe or a loss of some kind
(which yesterday was and then wasn't)
(which I realize makes no sense)
(but neither did yesterday, so there).
the nice thing is that after a good sleep everything feels a bit brighter.
today was better.
had an amazing americano from parlour coffee.
took some sassy senior ladies to the casino with my work and one of them bought me a grilled cheese.
played bingo and was an I 60 away from winning $47,500+ dollars which nobody wound up winning.
(but it was nice & exciting to hope)
found a message on the way home that made me smile.
it's good to feel happy today.
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reached over for my glass of water which it turns out wasn't full at all anymore. but you know when there's nothing left in your glass and you're like
no I can make this work. there's a thirst quenching drop in there dammit.
so you tilt the glass back real far, like your head is facing the ceiling far and this one piddly little drop slooooowly slides down to your mouth and you're like
ome yes my thirst is quenched by that impossible little drop!
well this time I stupidly inhaled while it was rolling down my throat which means I started choking on a single drop like an idiot
so I'm rolling around in my computer chair hacking and coughing and cartwheeling with my arms and thinking
holy hell I'm going to die from choking on this single drop and tyrone is going to come home and find me dead and it's going to ruin our night out
because when you're freaked out you think stupid things.
anyway obviously I didn't choke to death which is good. can you imagine my family telling people that?
"alyson died in a freak water droplet accident"
bet you're glad I spared you that humiliation eh mom and dad?
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"he was a king wherever he went. He walked like one, he behaved like one, and he was the most masculine man that I have ever met in my life."
okay maybe that was actually about clark gable, but the quote fits.
everyone loves tyrone.
the other day I was talking to @adriantrimble about him and we concluded that tyrone is aloof, but in a good way. like he's obviously got way more important shit to be dealing with than to give anyone his full attention
but when he does you feel like the center of the universe.
which is how he makes me feel all the time. auw.
and even when we know we should hate him for doing stupid things
like being obsessed with being a captain
or being obnoxious
or doing bird calls in restaurants over breakfast
or laughing like burt reynolds
or wearing awful costumes
or being a stick in the mud about rental skates
or planning schemes with chris komus
we just smile n laugh n maybe cover our mouths
(or our eyes)
(or our ears)
and love him a little more for it.
happy birthday, you ridiculous man.
I love you to the moon and back.
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today has been so all over the place I don't even know.
I woke up in the best mood ever because we locked the kitten out of the bedroom so he wouldn't jump on our faces all night which meant I actually got a full-on deep, uninterrupted sleep which hasn't happened in a while. when I rolled over there was wonderful light filtering in through the curtains and I had the whole bed to myself and all the pillows and sheets with our high thread count and smiled. happy.
then I got up and went to the living room to work out to the awesome workout dvd we do and noticed that the kitten had peed on the floor which meant I had to pick him up and show him and make the 'psst!' noise that means he's being a dumb kitten and put him in the litter box. which you'd think would be easy, but no. he's realized he can climb up inside the old couch and also up inside the boards of the box spring in the bedroom so that's two rooms where he hid from me and I had to chase him back and forth and the rads were on so the apartment and I was this sweaty ragelor mess chasing a kitten back and forth.
it was ridiculous I felt like jennifer aniston or something.
anyway finally I get him, show him and go grab a glass of water because I'm parched and come back to finish setting up my yoga mat and I notice he's peed again. wtf, guy?!
so I clean that up and empty out the litter box and rinse it off with soap and etc so it's extra-extra clean and put him in there and he looks at me like
and runs away. eugh.
anyway my workout was amazing but nobody wants to hear about that so let's skip to the other boring part which is the 2+ hours I spent transcribing this interview for a project I'm going in one of my classes. it's the worst. the first 10mins are okay but eventually you kind of get to a point where your fingers can't keep up with what's being said on the recording and the words start slurring together and it just takes omg forever.
but enough about that.
so now it's 2:56pm and tyrone isn't home till at least 5pm which means I'm free to graze the internet or clean because I'm obsessed with having a clean apartment.
guess which one I'll wind up doing.