Hello Again
Not too many updates lately. It's been a busy, busy week. Busy. Busy.
Tonight was the first night I left work or a work-related function before about 9pm. Seems like it was a pretty rough week for nearly everyone else, as well. "Brutal" was the most common term going around.
What did I do with my Friday of freedom?
First I stopped by the downtown office to drop off my loaner laptop I'd been using until they could provide me my permanent one.
Then I wandered over to Sears Canada, where I wandered about the kitchen gadget section for a while, and then went up to beds and bathrooms on the 5th floor, where I bought a bath towel and a half price feather bed, which I promptly paid for, and then carried the two blocks to my new apartment, where it became my temporary bed until my furniture gets here later this week. I'm still staying in the hotel tonight, because I didn't feel like moving everything after dark (especially on a Friday night — they neighborhood gets a little crazy with all the concerts and street musicians and stuff about), but I'll probably pack up my things tomorrow morning and throw them into a cab to make the big plunge. The new place has power, heat, a washer and dryer (with detergent generously donated by my landlord), a big empty fridge just waiting for as much food as I want to put in there, and now a towel in the bathroom and a big fluffy featherbed on the bedroom floor to crash on at night. Everything I need, right?
I have to admit that I continue to be entertained by Canadian TV. Tonight I watched a program where an Italian porn star gave a tour of her party home, demonstrating which rooms were best for various sexual activities. I hadn't planned on ordering cable here, but it's reached a point where it seems a cultural imperative, right?
Tonight was the first night I left work or a work-related function before about 9pm. Seems like it was a pretty rough week for nearly everyone else, as well. "Brutal" was the most common term going around.
What did I do with my Friday of freedom?
First I stopped by the downtown office to drop off my loaner laptop I'd been using until they could provide me my permanent one.
Then I wandered over to Sears Canada, where I wandered about the kitchen gadget section for a while, and then went up to beds and bathrooms on the 5th floor, where I bought a bath towel and a half price feather bed, which I promptly paid for, and then carried the two blocks to my new apartment, where it became my temporary bed until my furniture gets here later this week. I'm still staying in the hotel tonight, because I didn't feel like moving everything after dark (especially on a Friday night — they neighborhood gets a little crazy with all the concerts and street musicians and stuff about), but I'll probably pack up my things tomorrow morning and throw them into a cab to make the big plunge. The new place has power, heat, a washer and dryer (with detergent generously donated by my landlord), a big empty fridge just waiting for as much food as I want to put in there, and now a towel in the bathroom and a big fluffy featherbed on the bedroom floor to crash on at night. Everything I need, right?
I have to admit that I continue to be entertained by Canadian TV. Tonight I watched a program where an Italian porn star gave a tour of her party home, demonstrating which rooms were best for various sexual activities. I hadn't planned on ordering cable here, but it's reached a point where it seems a cultural imperative, right?