Weekend Foreshadowing:

It's like, impossible for me to not get drunk
- Shanuy Poonany

It's gonna be a gooder.

Butt What.

So the other day at the gym, there was a bunch of hot bitches and my competitive edge over took me and I started to secretly gym battle them. They didn't know, but I did like, a million more lunges then they did. So they can take there skinny asses home and think about that. I however took my extremely sore, over lunged buns to West Scarborough the next day. I had to meet up for a school project and have no funds for transit so I just biked there. No big deal, I biked to Etobikoe one Saturday and Scarborough is even closer. But not close. It's still a fair ways away. Here is a map of my 1h20 min round trip.



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My leg muscles are having a hard time keeping me upright today. Tomorrow - stair sets at Casa Loma. But that's for an other post.

Microsurfers unite

Windows 7 is coming out tomorrow. How thrilling. If I used a PC.

At Thanksgiving the Pops and I had a great conversation about Mac vs PC. He uses both for work and I was a PC geek up until a couple of years ago so it was a very even weighted and slightly nostalgic discussion. I now have the worlds most resilient mac book (3 years running and still kicking despite being stolen, spilled on, drunk on vodka, missing screws, 1 crashed hard drive and being prone to jumping of 10 ft high loft beds) and love it to bits, even if the staff at the Mac store don't love it as much as I do (continue reading for details). I do however wish I could get as stoked on Windows 7 as I would have in my pre-Mac youth. With Apples constant release of large felines meowing to be installed on my MacBook, I have become rather desensitized to the Apple home page. Sweet! version 10.4.5.89 os X Ocelot! iPod touch 2nd generation just had a grand kid! While Mac is constantly putting out new products and upgrades I'm pretty sure Windows spent all the time inbetween Vista and 7 devoted to customer service and actually telling poor little university students why their hard drive crashed 1 day before their major reserach project and how they can get those missing scews back into thier largest piece of net worth. Good luck Bill with operation 7. May the debate continue.

Geek out

Ever since I was 8 years old I have loved computers. I was however conscious that people who geeked out on computers all day were generally slapped with a big old "Hi my name is Loser" tag in junior high. Because of my need to be socially accepted, I kept my inner geek hidden behind competitive sports, punk rock and mis behaving. 10 years since junior high and I am wondering if being accepted actually ruined my life. I back on the geek out, hard core. If I had been hardcore all the time, i would be able to write posts like this - "Posted at 2:03pm"

and be sucessful like this - ConnectedVentures

Instead I sit in my sweatpants googling and waiting for my shit ass, yet to be upgraded internet to fully deliver me the latest episode of The City.

Me and my Good self

So strolling down the street today on my way to look at Bodums, I walked past a CIBC atm. No big deal, happens everyday. But everyday is not today! Today in the atm, was 400$ that someone forgot to pick up. 400$! Perfect! I could buy every bodum in the Green Beanery! I heard however, someone talking to me. It was my good self. The part of me that's makes me do things I don't want do, to work harder than I should and makes me tired all the time but also helps me buy nutritious food and graduate university. As I was locking up my bike to take the money into the bank, a frantic looking middle aged man raced past me and blundered into the bank. He came out side with a security guard as I approached the bank. Yes it was his money and man was he grateful. I saved the day for him and the poor security guard. He gave me a massive hug and now I have karma up the ying yang. But no bodum. Come on karma, buy me a bodum in thanks.

An 8:30 rush

I moaned and groaned to myself all the way out of the house this morning. It's too early, I'm too tired, it's too beautiful  a morning to be going for a run. I ALWAYS feel better after a run, so should always go, even if I don't want to.This morning however, i discoverd an extra reason to get my butt out of bed, especially at 8:30 am. Grade School. There is 3-4 different elementary schools in the surrounding neighbor hoods and I got to see all the little children on their way to school. I have baby fever (but whats new?) and I have it bad. The siblings holding hands with thier parents behind them, the grandparents walking the kid with bouncy balls for shoes, the young girl and her dad bike riding the 2 blocks to school, and the preschooler so bundled up all they can do is rotate and waddle. I want them all! I want to teach them crafts and sing the alaphabet and pack thier bagged lunches. Parents of the annex, i'm coming for your children. In 5-7 years of course. .  .   .

In my bed this evening.....

For those of you who haven't heard, there's a new man in my life. He's affectionate, cuddly, vocal and almost always hungry. I was in Calgary for thanksgiving and I think he took it kind of hard, which is expected from someone of such raw emotion. I guess that's why he just hopped into my bed to surprise me tonight. Liam, the classic cat romantic. Who knew that his insensate meowing and diligent grooming were all for me and the pile of blankets and clothes that is my bed? If only his owners knew.