Kristel @ QCW

Sure, I talked him into it… but I’m still thinking “oh dear god!”  He knows absolutely no html/php/css/etc. but in his mind it’s “that’s okay; Kristel does and she works for me and will make it look the way I want.”  I will, not complaining, but it’s still kinda funny because he tells me what he wants, and then I don’t quite get what he’s asking for, because he doesn’t understand himself.  (As in, he needs to be an artist to draw me a picture, because telling me you want a 3d teal third bar on the right somewhere around top, maybe stuck there as you scroll… um, what?  I’ll figure it out, or make him think he wants it the way I do it.  Pick one.)  I’m just glad he’s discovered Wordpress themes, and what images to edit actually.  Means I don’t have to do anything, and he can keep it up himself.  (And he’s not quite so web programming illiterate as I might’ve thought!)  I suppose I should give him a cheap plug now — http://scouter.ca

Grandma & my Great Aunt Glenice both ended up in the hospital last week.  The two are sisters in case you missed it.  Anyways…  Aunt Glenice has been spacing out (more so than Home Depot man…  Speaking of random men I’ve named for a place of work or residence, what happend with Halifax man?)  turns out she has pnemonia and the crones disease isn’t helping.  Not the point.  So her son takes her into emerge that day, she’s admitted within the hour.  Still not the point.  A few hours later, my grandma falls in Sears.  She’s hobbling, my Auntie Trev notices, and manages to talk Grandma into going to the ER.  (After going home, packing her bags just in case, cancelling that hair appointment in the event that she’s not out by then…  Only woman in the world who shows up at the ER with her bags packed that’s not in labour.)  Turns out she’s broken her kneecap.  Vertically, not horizontally, which aparently equals no surgery, just a brace.  So they eventually admit her… and put her in the same room as Aunt Glenice.  How bizarre is that?!  Different last names, they didn’t tell anyone her sister was in, nothing.  As an update since then, Aunt Glenice is doing slightly better, and they’ve moved my grandma to a different hospital for a few weeks to get her working with an occupational therapist.

Watched two of Joanna’s kids today.  They’re fun, but both have colds and the youngest, 4yo, was grumpy, and didn’t have an attention span more than 10 minutes, and he’s not so good at entertaining himself.  But we got through it.  Thank goodness for vintage games like Pizza Party.

This evening I also got most of Michelle’s Christmas present done.  I still have to back it with cork, but then I’ll be done.  Still trying to figure out what I can send to Marisa in Korea that will not only cross customs, but be small enough that you can shove it anywhere in a suitcase for the way back.  All I’ve got so far is a postcard, and an idea to hold on for next year.  (*looks for on lookers* shh… don’t tell michelle, i made coasters!  i’d show you a picture, but i’m thinking of taking one big photo of all the gifts i make this year and then show them off once everyone’s gotten theirs)

I’ve been using my 360 a little more… but I dunno.  Does anyone else have problems with random crashes?  The older (supposedly backwards capatable) standard xbox games I kinda get.  It’s running on an emulator, built by microsoft, so yeah.  But the brand new 360 game?  I don’t get it.  Jeff’s had his replaced twice now, but he spent a lot of time on the phone with them.  At least DDR should annoy my scary neighbour sufficently.

Thinking I’m going to go play some PC games now, or maybe Ticket to Ride with myself.  I dunno.  (okay, my sick sick mind has just clued in on how wrong ticket to ride with myself sounds… too lazy to backspace, too explanitory to stop explaining — Ticket to Ride is a board game, it’s fun, go out and get it.  get it now!)

Okay, so yesturday wasn’t nearly as bad as Tuesday, but as the title suggests, I did run into many stupid stupid people.

First I got a call from the PC party with their whole “Hey, oo r u votin’ 4?!”  I told them liberal because they’re too cool to call me.

Then after working, I decided to go off to the MTO.  (That’s Ministry of Transportation Office for people who don’t get my shorthand.)  I take a number, think “OMG this is going to take forever!”  But it turns out they can’t renew your license if you left yours at home, but they’ll call you a cab to take you there.  And there was one kid there with his grandparents who was going to get his G1, only to find out he was in the wrong place, and so on… so the line went quickly due to all those stupid, and the one misinformed people.  I get to the counter, I explain the situation, she looks up everything on the computer… and it turns out they never mailed it.  Why?  Because my license expired in less than 3 months from my test.  So the chick who told me 2 weeks was wrong.  Same chick also told me I needed the card to renew, wrong again.  The one on the phone who told me it should come soon… wrong!  All WRONG WRONG WRONG!  The point is, I renewed it, I don’t have to worry about identity theft, and this time it should arrive in the mail.  If it’s not here before the two weeks before this temporary expires, then I go in again.  (So the one on the phone was right about the two week thing)

After the MTO, I headed over to Home Depot.  It was on the way, and all I wanted was 3M hooks & twine.  Short list, big store.  I found the twine… they didn’t have the one I wanted for a price I wanted.  (Cheaper @ Walmart according to their flyer)  Anyways, I walked back and forth, looking for the 3M hooks.  So I ask a dude, “Where are your 3M hooks?”  His reply?  Well, his eyes just sort of glassed over and he stared into space like he was reliving a flashback involving 3M hooks and some terrible family tradgedy.  After about 30 seconds, I reply with “This is awkward…” and walk away.

I decided to go to Walmart… it’s right beside the Home Depot, and still on the way.  I find the 3M hooks… but not the twine.  So I ask the first employee I see “Where is your twine?”  “Um… ” she starts to point… then continues “wait, what’s twine?”  At this point, I could take a hint.  There’s no way I could possibly encounter anymore people.  I check out, sensors go off at the door… she hasn’t desensitized the dvd I bought.  So the door lady fixes that for me, I head home.

I get to my street… there’s a moving van in the middle of the road.  Thank god for Men Without Hats on the radio, or I might’ve lost it.  Why was there a moving van in the middle of the road?  Well, seems a lady’s moving into my building on the 7th floor… with two van fulls of stuff.  Even if she gets the biggest apartment, it’s still only 2bed, and 950 sqf.  Not the point.  She had them arrive at the same time… now, they’d both fit in the loading zone… but only if they didn’t have the ramps down at the back.  So she has the one van unloading, while screaming at the other guy “Why aren’t you unloading?!  I’m not paying you to sit in your truck!”  The trucker however, had the normal response “How can I possibly do that when your other truck is taking up the loading zone?”  I don’t know how she worked it out, but the guy circled so I could get by.

Back in my apartment, I decided it wouldn’t be a good idea to call anyone, or answer the phone…  So when it rang, I didn’t answer.  I check my messages, and recieve the one from that call.  It’s along the lines of… “Hello?  Hello?  Mr. or Mrs. Naw-ben-shuck?  Naw-ben-shush?  Hello?  Are you there?”  It’s nice to know that the telemarketers have this problem sometimes too.

So to summarize, everything’s fine regarding my license.  Home Depot & Walmart need to hire people over 25, or 20 for that matter.  Men Without Hats will fix all your tension.  And telemarketers are the stupidest people of all.

That’s pretty much how my week has been going.

My computer crapped out Sat. Night… we still don’t know what happened… it would be up for 3 minutes and then… well, like I said, we don’t know.  Nothing weird shows up in the task manager, we disabled all windows components that aren’t needed to actually run the box, uninstalled just about every program and all to no avail.  So we had to reload the damn thing, and now I get to spend tomorrow reinstalling everything and then back to work.  (Why oh why did I get involved in The Sims?  Do you have any idea how long it takes to install all those expansion packs, plus all the downloads, hacks, & other mods I’ve put into it?!  Fastest time so far is 3h 15m.  For Sims 2 only!  I got Sims 1 to work on Vista… it’s not pretty, and it requires some hacking, but it can be done…)  Anyways…

My driver’s license *still* hasn’t come yet.  I did my full G exit license thingy June 18th, I passed, all was happy, they told me two weeks.  Four weeks after that or so, I called with the whole “where is my license?!” game.  They tell me that Ontario’s switching to new licenses that are magical enough to get you across the border without a passport when it switches… and the magic infusion takes a couple weeks longer.  So it should arrive soon.  If it doesn’t well, there’s nothing they can do until two weeks before my temp expires… on Aug. 27th.  I’m calling tomorrow.  Hopefully they can tell me when it left the government building (or *if*) so we can find out where it’s at… because someone could be running around with my id.  The first thought that came to the lady’s mind btw that I talked to on the phone when I mentioned the idea of identity theft is that “It’s okay.  The most they can do is get into bars with your license.”  I’m sitting there thinking “WTF?!  That’s like saying the only thing I can do with it is drink.”  She works at the Ministry of Transportation, and at the very least, it doesn’t cross her mind that someone could be getting points on my license?  Beyond that, has she never been to a bank?  All you need is a peice of ID and you can open an account, take out a loan, mortgage, etc.  They could be trying for a passport, but as I already have one, I doubt they could play that game.  They could use it for guns, hunting licenses, not to mention that fishing license… okay, so I went a little overboard with the fishing license, but you get my point.

They’re filming a movie in Guelph called Cell 213.  I think its the same guy who directed Boogeyman that’s doing it.  Well, they’re filming parts of it in the main branch of the public library… a block away from here.  Well, if you haven’t been to my apartment, let me enlighten you.  Behind me is a three lane road, one way, with parking in one lane, and a parking lot on the otherside of the lane.  Well last night, they drove in with their, oh, 7 trucks or so, onto the street.  Granted, I’m not completely positive they’re with the movie crew, but they’d have to have permission from the city regardless.  Anyways, so they went down the street, WRONG direction, and parked in the parking lane.  Then proceeded to block off the entrance to the lot from that street.  (there is another entrance… but one of the trucks is parked so close to it, I’ve seen a lot of cars miss it, and have to come back.)  They were as quiet as you can be coordinating the parking of 7 large trucks… which isn’t actually that quiet.  So this morning, I leave for my parents, and had to go down the street… where there’s about 5 cars who are seemingly unaware that it’s a one way street, and blocking the entrance.  So this woman waves me by, and I waved her, because she’s blocking the damn road… anyways, so she goes, along with the other 4 clueless people, and I get on the street.  I manage to get by the moving truck, and around the other one without mishap, and then down the street… with all sorts of people honking at me for being in the wrong lane.  I pointed to the sign… and the guy turned red, and appologized… still a piss off.  The point is, this wouldn’t have happend if they parked the trucks going the right direction.

…I think I just needed to vent tonight.  Dad took all day to determine my computer needed reloading (of course, he only worked on it 20 minutes, but the point is he got there… eventually) and it just sucks that I always come last on his list.  He can’t even use the excuse that he works this hard to support the family anymore since I’ve moved out, and Jeff buys his own everything anyways.  I guess that’s the main reason I don’t want to work for him forever - I don’t want to shove the ones I should be spending the most time with to the side and taking them for granted.  I’m not sure what I want to do, but I know what I don’t.  I wonder if I could be a good interior designer?  Or a realestate agent?  Code monkey?  Super evil genius ruler of the entire world muahahahaha!?

I think i’m going to head to bed.  (Hey that rhymes!  :D)  Been up all day, and I have a lot of reloading to do tomorrow… not to mention groceries, that trip to Home Depot, & cleaning up my apartment from the busy week I had previous.

Zoe, Gavin, & Marilynne (I hope that’s spelt right!) are at my house right now!   But everyone’s sleepy, so moving slow, and while up, not necessarily awake.  On a related note, Canada AM this morning had a poll on whether you’d rather be a guest or a host!

We had dinner at Frugal’s.  It was lovely. 

Also went on a tour of Guelph.  It was the short version, but with how tired everyone is, I’m thinking I should’ve done the short short version.  Sorry!

I did find the website for the church of our lady though so you can look at photos!  http://www.churchofourlady.com/ And you were right, it is Mary, not Jesus, on top!

… too tired to make any sort of entry, so this is going to have to be it.  I was sure when I started this post there was more to say.  Oh well.

completely and officially moved out of my parents.  They had me clean out my room at their house today, complete with dumping my childhood memories into the dumpster in the driveway.  (They rented it in conjunction with the guy next door who’s throwing out stuff from his renovations, and we had the garage & my room.)  The point is, now I’m sore, and dirty because it never occurred to them to vacuum in the 5 years I wasn’t living there.  Then again, the thought to vacuum never crossed my mind when I lived there either (but somehow it was done anyways.)

Going to Buffalo on Friday!  And the best part is, instead of sitting at the customer’s site, I get to be Mum’s shopping buddy.  (Work on its own, but more enjoyable than dealing with the nimrods that are my customers.  Seriously, I don’t want to deal with anymore people who can’t figure out why their computer isn’t on, only to get there and find out that the real problem is that they can’t find the button on the front.)

On a side note, was surfing the web, and found this guy’s website for Lite-Brite.  (Yes, there’s more to the site than that post… at least I think so.  But come on, how much more fun can they be compared to Lite-Brite & Tetris in one happy creation.)

Now I have to clean my apartment.  I really should learn how to fold laundry when I bring it up from the dryer compared to two days later.  And how to empty the dishwasher the moment it’s done.  And to dust more than the keyboard.  I’m clean otherwise though.  ;-)  (I actually don’t like it this way, and it was spotless before I did laundry.)

So last time I was in the States, I bought some letters to spell out “Jazz.”  Very cool, but it’s white, and I have to do something with them.  (At a total price of $3.50, I didn’t think I could go wrong.)  So I’m considering either putting some jazz sheet music on the front, and play into the whole random black things I have going on, or I could go totally wild and put some funky glittery paper on the front.  Mum thinks I should mod podge the sheet music on… but in random pieces.  I was thinking more of one piece.  (And it means less work.)

At my parents house, I got to bring back all my crafting stuff too.  It’s been a while since I made a crafting post anyways.  Maybe I’ll finish that rug hooking dinosaur thing.  Or at least make it into a pillow from the stage it’s at.  (I’m only short four rows, but I ran out of purple yarn, so now I can either try to match the yarn/be slightly off, or I can just finish it off where it is.  I also got to bring home my sheet music too.  (If I didn’t, they were going to chuck it!  :O)  It should be good.

Mmmm Skittles.  That’s my random thought for the day.

Okay, we all know I’m a little… ahem a lot… accident prone.  So I’m thinking there has to be a gene.  I can trip over nothing, scrape my knee, and throw out my back.  And not only do I have this ability, but so does most on my mum’s side.  Furthermore, this gene must live on the x chromosone because only the women seem affected.  Either way, it’s annoying.  Take tonight for instance.  I invited my parents for dinner.  We would eat, assemble my new toy, and all would be fun.  Well, they haven’t arrived yet.  Why?  Turns out I thought I was buying beef burgers; turns out I bought soy burgers.  Kristel, you should read the box, not look at the picture.  So they’re out getting chicken or something instead.  Thankfully there’s no way I can screw up the salad (at least not anymore than I already have by completely missing the bowl and spilling some on the floor.)  For further examples, take my mother’s finger.  She tripped over a rock, which according to everyone else is just a pebble, hit it off something, and without spraining it, it’s somehow now permanently bent, and she can’t straighten it.  Weird.  It’s gotta suck not being able to give anyone the finger now… at least I don’t think it has the same effect if your finger is bent.  I could give more examples… but it really shouldn’t be necessary by this point.  So, the real question is; when on earth are they going to start gene therapy for the accident gene?

The spam that’s just a jumble of links, the spam that pretends it’s a real person, or the spam that’s Sean pushing Linux/Kodoo.  Haha, just kidding.  It’s most definately one of the first two…  The first one I get more often, but it almost always gets marked as spam without coming to me, and all is fine, but it’s the amount that makes it annoying.  The spam that’s pretending to be a real person who thinks your blog is interesting is annoying because they just want a cheap plug for their site to get more people to buy their knock off cell phones, spend money from them on ebay, or use their client for transferring money on ebay, etc.  Hm, so I guess it’s the combination of both.  Seriously, if you were interested in my site, you could come up with a little more than “I googled ’such and such’ and your site showed up for ’such and such’ post.  Not very relevant, but I find you interesting anyways.  I have you bookmarked now.”  At the very least you could come up with “You are totally insane, way too competitve, your obsession with curling is very unhealthy, you can’t make ice cream, oh, and did I mention the talk radio?”

First spammer to come up with the above quote as the entirety of their post can have their damn free plug.  (for a day at least)

Can you tell I’m just in a bad mood tonight?  My apartment has finally cooled down though.  At least it’s down to 25.  But I’m thinking that’s because it’s down to 15 outside, eh?

My elliptical comes tomorrow!  Sooo excited.  :)  Then I can win.. I mean, support Michelle’s goal by doing so myself (who knew I just needed someone to compete with to get off the couch.  Maybe I should take up a sport.  What sport doesn’t involve any sort of coordination, girly weakness, or a high dosage of antihistamines, but still involves that competitive drive.  I know!  Curling.  :D)  Anyways, so the elliptical comes tomorrow, meaning I had to clean my closet, so I could put the black table in there (which barely fits) so I can put the elliptical where the table was in my room… So now the table’s in, but I also decided to be ambitious and go through my clothes and throw out/give away the clothes I don’t want/wear/like/etc.  Also, since I spent a few days at my parents, and missed laundry day, and I left such last minute that I didn’t bring any with me to my parents, and there was the trip to Buffalo, and then Michelle & Marisa’s visit……… the point is, there’s a lot of laundry.  And it’s on the floor in piles, along with the you’re-leaving-my-apartment clothes, so now it’s like I have twice the work and I don’t know where it all came from.

Still haven’t found any takers for Great Big Sea.  I’m not going to kingston… then I’ll miss two days of work for sure, compared with the one if people stay over and don’t leave Thursday night through Sunday.  Tickets are $53.25 for the bowl, and $61.25 for the floor/gold seating.  (that is assuming they have tickets left.)  So if you want to come to Guelph so that we can head to Kitchener, let me know!

Vista doesn’t like my printer.  Granted, I don’t like my printer, so it’s not like I can blame it, but it’s still a pain the ass.  It won’t run the printer without my installing the drivers on here first, which is fine, whatever, but the vista drivers for this printer have some serious issues.  To bring up just the printer properties takes a minimum of two minutes, to adjust the page settings takes the same amount, and even worse is to try and get it to use a custom paper size (which hasn’t worked yet.)  Add to that the unreliability of my printer, and it’s bizarre errors (including it telling me it has a paper jam, when there’s no paper anywhere in the printer, yes I checked for small peices; then there’s the generic “check colour cartridge” error… which may not even apply to the colour cartridge at all, but possibly the black one; oh, and my personal favourite !!!####????  Now really, wtf does !!!#####???? mean?!)… and it takes upwards of an hour just to print something.  Serious piss off.  Finally decided to dig out the usb key, truck it over the computer the printer’s attached to, and running xp, and including the 15 minutes getting the damn thing to print, it actually worked the first time I sent the print job.  So what does the support people tell me?  Hook the printer directly to my notebook… and bring it with me at all times because according to them, it’ll keep looking for the printer if it’s not attached.  Yeah, so I’m going to take my notebook to the customer site, hook both it and my printer up, and all will be happy.  Okay then nutjob.  You can take my vista printer problems and shove… ahem.

…probably should get back to cleaning my bedroom floor/closet before it gets too late and the lady from downstairs who gives me chills everytime i see her gets mad and comes up to tell me to be quiet.

Oh, and before I forget.  I made an awesome float tonight (of which it was gone before I even thought of taking a photo)  Just get a big glass, put a few scoops of lemon sorbet (or is it gelato… too lazy to check) then fill the glass with the random blue pop you have in the fridge that you bought for an old roommate incase she decided she didn’t like coke or sprite that weekend.  Probably very unhealthy, but it was tasty.  :)  (I’m thinking it would’ve been good with the coke or sprite too)

I have a new cell number!  Bell tried to charge us $20 for switching fees, which is total bullshit because either they block the spam or give me a new number.  So the manager (the one in the Bell World helping us) had us call Bell, from our cell phone no less, to get them to say that they’ll take the $20 off our bill, so everything will even out because according to her, she can’t waive it… so we talk to them, and after a while they decide they can’t block the spam, and therefore they’ll let us switch for free (”Which is something we don’t normally do, but in your case we can make an exception.”)  So then what does the stupid broad… I mean twit… no wait bitch do?  (On a side note, regarding the bitch, when we first went in to tell her the problem, she had no f-ing idea what “spam” is.  And she’s the friggin’ manager!)  Anyways, so what does she do?  She sets the amount charged to $0 effectively waiving it for us, which she clearly stated she couldn’t do.  Good god.  Either way, bottom line now is, that I have no doubt that one of my stupid stupid non computer friends put my old cell number in their msn account, which was hacked, and so on.  (Which is another thing, it took me 20 minutes just to assure the manager that yes, this was spam; no, i do not know these people; no, my account is not set to use mobile; yes, someone has to set up their account for mobile and doesn’t go automatically when you sign up for a cell phone; and no, i have not saved my cell number in any sort of profile on msn or any other site.)  So I guess the deal now is, you can have my cell number if:

• you promise not to store my cell number in any sort of account online
• you promise not to bring your cell phone to the bar if you’re going to lose it anyways
• you aren’t a complete retard.

So email me if you want the number, and I will reply as long as you fit the above guidelines. 

It’s hot, and unless you’re infront of the a/c in my apartment, it’s at least 30 degrees.  So decided to go to my parents.  They have central air, it’s at least decent in here, it’s all good.  :)  To entertain myself while I’m here, I decided the best game would be to blog about nothing.

Jeff’s not home yet.  He’s coming home from work… couldn’t believe it when he called to ask what was on the menu for dinner tonight — if he didn’t like it, he would pick up something on the way home!  I don’t think I could’ve gotten away with that while I lived here.  And after raiding their fridge for things I normally won’t spend money on… well, it’s like they tailor their menu to his!  Can’t believe it.  He’s 20 y/o, and they still buy cheesewiz to go on the brocolli for him.  Jeez.

Watching Rescue Mediums right now.  Dad says it’s crap, and all psychics have to be making it up, but I disagree with him, so now he’s pissed, and it’s probably a good thing that they left for a party, eh?  I think he’s just in a bad mood.  All day at Music Plus, add in the heat, how hungry he was, and the fact that I bugged him about his s…l…o…w…  shopping habits.  Maybe the party will cheer him up.  They brought some wine at least.

The bananagrams has swept through my family like wildfire.  I got it back a few months ago, then played with mum, then she was hooked, so i had to find her a copy (’round mother’s day, wasn’t easy) so then she’s taken it on the girls weekend (okay the girls + richard - kristel weekend) up in North Bay (at rich’s) and they played, and so now my Auntie Trev & Grandma are hooked.  Then they played with Aunt Marlene (who’s actually my grandma’s first cousin) and she was soo hooked, they had to wifi into someone’s network to order it online, and now my grandma’s disapointed because she doesn’t have a copy and regrets not ordering one at the same time.  Was that enough of a run on sentance for you?  The point is, don’t buy Bananagrams if you don’t want to risk getting addicted, or you own the similar game of Pick Two. 

Oh shit… you know you’re disoriented when… you spill your glass without even aiming anywhere near it and the water goes all over the keyboard.  At least it’s still working.  (and at least it’s not my computer!  ha!)

Been looking at condos/townhouses/small homes/anything in my range that’s not a mobile home… and we found one for $159,000.  So pretty good price; it’s a town house, 2.5 floors, garage, central air… makes me wonder what’s wrong with it.  I know it’s right near the food bank, and the railway tracks, but it is actually in a good neighbourhood, so we’ll see.  We’re doing a drive by tomorrow maybe, and I’m not seriously considering even calling the realator yet, it’s just so I know what I can afford, and just how much I can get for my money, and so on.

… Oh dear, including water clean up time, I’ve only wasted maybe 15 minutes.  Great…

Jeff just got home with a random friend… that wasted some more time.  Especially since I was the one who somehow got roped into putting his dinner away!  Jeez.  Is everyone’s younger brother’s like this?!

Still can’t find my iPod warantee. At least it doesn’t appear to be here, meaning it’s probably in one of the three unpacked big tub thingys at my house.  Great.

wtf are they doing in the hot tub next door?!  It’s 26 out, humidex of 34… good god.

…don’t have anything else to say.  And I’m not feeling too well anyways (Headache + upset stomach speaks dehydration to me, so drinking water and watching the scary movie up next seems the best solution to me!)

:(  Poor Achamian.  He’s dying.  At least I think so… it was either his hard time getting to the top of the tank or the swimming sideways that was the tip off.  He was like this when I got back from Buffalo, I fed him, and he seemed okay… but now I’m thinking it was just the heat.  My a/c is working overtime, and if you’re not infront of it, my apartment is roughly 30 degrees.  (If you are infront of it, depending on how close, it ranges from about 24 - 26)  So he got cooled down when I came back, and now it’s just too hot for him.  Last I checked, his thermometer told me it was 32, and last time I checked, we’re supposed to aim for 25.  Whoops.  I put him infront of the air for a bit, he got a little better, but I turn the a/c towards my bedroom at night, and if he thinks he’s sleeping with me, he’s got another thing coming.

On a sidenote, I can’t find my extended warantee receipt for my iPod.  Guess it’s too hot for it too because the glue that holds down the white bit on top has come unstuck… so putting it on hold requires pushing down on the top while you slide, and getting it off hold, you’d think same method, and it is, just with a lot of cursing.  (It really likes being on hold i guess.)  Does anyone know if I can just bring it into Best Buy and they’ll have me on their system so I won’t need it?

Got my toe looked at this week by doctor.  It doesn’t hurt as much as it used to, but figured I might as well go in.  Aparently the nail is ingrown (how gross is that?!  gross enough to share it with you, ha!) so I’m supposed to soak it, then shove cotton under the nail to lift it up.  Problem is, before I saw him I cut my nails… and the cotton game just isn’t working.  Oh well, could be worse… like if the cotton game doesn’t work.  (Aparently that involves two giant needles - he showed them to me! - then cutting off that part of my nail and toe… so not too happy.)

Michelle’s been going to curves for a month and a half now… I think she said she lost 7 pounds or so?  (I haven’t seen her since Feb. so I didn’t notice!)  Now don’t get me wrong, it’s not that I’m not happy for her, it’s that I was the one in university trying to get us both active, so if one of us is going to reach a size 10 first, it damn well better be me!  (The couple less sizes I have on her does give me a bit of an advantage… but I’d still like to win!  wait, Kristel, this isn’t a competition…)  Anyways, been looking for a couple months now for an elliptical (no gyms near me, and no car, soo… either I walk two hours to the nearest gym and walk back… and possibly skip the gym, or I bring the equipment home) and Sears had an awesome price.  $350 regular $899… I think I got off well, eh?  This having a job thing is nicer than I thought.  Too bad that cut into my car/condo/piano fund.  It’s coming Wed.  which reminds me that I should probably notify my super so someone’s there between noon and 5 to put the elevator on service.  (One box, but I’m thinking it’s heavy.  At least that’s why I paid $50 for delivery!)

… don’t have much else to say.  Oh wait!  I did buy some fun yarn for a shawl I want to make.  When it’s done, I will show you.  It’s very lovely.

So other random notes:

• Tomorrow’s laundry day!  Yay.  no wait, I need to reload my card, and wash two loads of sheets (company…)
• Also need to vacuum tomorrow.  Been avoiding it since last Friday, and it really needs to be done, but it’s just soooo hot!
• Need to get practicing that music for the choir.  Apparently they want to reopen the church from vacation with a bang or something.  Too bad it’s first week of August, and we’ll be able to count the people in service with only one person’s hands.  (Regular season you need about 3 people’s.  Our church is literally dying out.  That’s the problem with too many old people I guess!  I wouldn’t go though if I didn’t get a ride, so maybe we just need to offer a carpool!  :P  They didn’t like that, and any other suggestion, I have made to the council on how to get young people.  The only reason they ask me is because I’m the only one under 35 who isn’t also under the age of 12 and there with their parents.  So really, why not take my word into consideration?)  wait, these comments were supposed to be short…  back to business
• In my efforts to win the competition with michelle (which if you asked her doesn’t exist… must be the curling drive in me lol) I bought an ab roller when I went to buy a pad for the elliptical at walmart.  (ok, I also bought cotton balls, for my toe, perler beads to entertain kids, a pot for one of my plants, and two plant dishy things to keep the water from getting everywhere) stay on topic kristel… so i bought one, and have been using it for a couple days now.  It was ridiculously easy compared to sit ups so I got a little overzealous with it, and now I’m sore, but too stubborn to actually stop. (Like I said, competition… I want to WIN.  Happy for Michelle, but I really want to get down first)  No pain no gain, right?  I wonder if when Michelle figures out that I’m doing exercise whether she’ll think it’s a competition too?  What if she gets mad?  I’m not mad now…  Hm… well, it would be one thing we have in common (since we seemed to have lost everything we had in commmon since she stayed in school & I went to the real world.  She and Marisa had most of the conversations on the weekend, and I really like to talk!  Maybe PMS or something… though that does sound like a guy’s excuse.)
• My vista notebook doesn’t seem to like Firefox.  It often crashes, randomly comes up with not having any idea of my bookmarks, it’ll have my homepage listed in the options, but it won’t bring it up, and more often than not, I click the red X at the top… and nothing happens.  Weird because their site told me it was vista compatable…
• Great Big Sea is coming to Kitchener.  Assuming there’s still seats left, anyone interested in joining me?
• Nearing bedtime… so going to go.  Hope your houses are cooler than mine!