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2006.03.08 More Conversation
2006.03.06 Bullet Points, because I'm lazy
2006.03.06 Okay, okay, okay
2006.03.03 Commutative
2006.03.02 Uncle Monkey
2006.03.01 Hot
2006.02.27 The First Rule
2006.02.20 Debt Exposure
2006.02.19 Beer, eh
2006.02.17 Drawing a Blank
2006.02.15 Yeah, yeah, yeah
2006.02.13 Sea Slug FAQ
2006.02.12 She said yes.
2006.02.11 One More Step
2006.02.09 Reknown
2006.02.06 Glass
2006.02.03 For Rent
2006.01.30 Forty four dead stone lions
2006.01.25 Closed Caption
2006.01.24 Jane Called
2006.01.24 New fresh scent!
2006.01.23 If my home were bugged
2006.01.20 Home on the range, you knob
2006.01.17 Yarrrrr!
2006.01.13 Lappers and Nonlappers
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Bullet Points, because I'm lazy
  • Saturday, while snowboarding at Grouse, some nutbag threw an icy snowball from the chairlift and hit me on the inner thigh. The impact raised a sizable welt on my skin, and it's still tender to the touch. If it didn't hurt so bad, I might actually be impressed by the guy's rather extraordinary aim, especially considering my velocity at the time.

  • I spent most of Sunday at the Museum of Anthropology at UBC. If I lived much closer, I think I'd turn it into a weekly habit. A person could spend days just looking through all the shelves and drawers of artifacts in the open storage area.

  • Sunday night a dance school stapled on of their paper handouts to every. Single. Tree. On. My. Block. Eyesore doesn't even begin to describe it, not to mention the damage to the trees (negligible if this is the only case, but if too many other people pick up on this habit and start doing it, it could really add up). My consolation was that, in a manner similar to the Dumbest Criminals story about the robber who handed over his ID when stealing liquor, at least the police know exactly where to go to fine these guys.

  • Today, coming home from work, I discovered that the Super H Mart a block and a half away is now open. Ivan and I shared a dinner of homemade salmon sushi. I also now have enough fish sauce and soba noodle sauce to last me into the fourth millennium. My life is going to be a lot different having that great a selection of fresh inexpensive food so close. Don't get me wrong, the Nester's Market is kind of nice, but it's hard to justify paying that much for produce I may not eat in time before it goes bad. When a huge package of bean sprouts is only 45 cents, the decision is a lot easier.
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