Transit is conspiring against me...

The transit system in Vancouver has it's pluses and minuses. I experienced a minus yesterday evening. Back story - I mooched a ride with some friends to Granville Island, with no real idea how I'd get home. I called another friend to look up a bus route on the internet (interestingly, during the phone call, she told me she had almost bought a condo that day, out of the blue. Who goes out suddently one day and almost buys a condo?) and I could barely hear her so I'm like, uh huh, uh huh, ok thanks. So I wing it and walk up to broadway and my luck is good! a bus is just pulling up to the stop. I ask the driver how far along broadway he goes and get on because it's far enough.
So I get off at Fraser to catch the number 8, and I'm waiting at the stop for about 15 minutes. This is odd because it's supposed to run every 7 minutes, but that has never happened before either, but 15 minutes is just way too long. Several sketch people walk by and I huddle in the cold to protect myself and my belongings. Then some guy walks by and tells me that I'll be waiting a while because the number 8 has destroyed the cables down the street and won't be coming any time soon. So I start walking, as it gets dark, along Fraser, pretty sketch, so I walk FAST and I'm constantly looking for a cab. To no avail. I end up power walking the 20 blocks, uphill, to my house in crappy-ass shoes and no jacket.
Lesson learned, I hope.

Brace yourself...it's disgusting

This morning Ash decided to puke up his breakfast, his whole bowlful of food, behind my bed. I didn't have time to clean it up so I left it there all day. To my dismay, when I got home I discovered that someone had eaten it. Probably Chewie, but one can never tell. There was also another puddle remnant for more pukage, which Chewie probably ate as well. ICK

You actually can ruin your dinner with potato chips

Who knew? My mom, that's who. I feel ill.

Date Story 2

Coincidentally coincides with date 2. He brought me a rock from Croatia. Funny if you're not a rock nerd, pretty sweet if you are.

Cats Sabotage Hydro Bill

I get home at 6 pm and Chewie is meowing thru the door. Nothing unusual, I think, until I open the door and hear the sound of running water, and notice the faint scent of chlorinated water. It could have been my swimsuit and towel from last night's swim, but I'm thinking that stupid cat number one or stupid cat number 2 turned on the tap by accident and the water had been running for quite some time. I hope my landlords don't notice it on the hydro bill! How much water would that be, say, if it was running for 1 hour? 5? Do the math.

Date Story 1

So we meet at the place we chose and of course it's closed. We decide to go up the street for a coffee at Starbucks. Unfortunately, he lives in this area and of course, there's someone he knows there. Turns out it's his best friend's mother. Who likes to chat. And asks "so, are you on a date or something?". We nod our heads and she keeps on talking. 5 minutes later, she asks, "how did you meet?" I defer to the person who knows her and he explains that we met online. She asks, "What website?" and then, "Is this your first date?" Again, the abrupt head nod doesn't really phase her. 5 minutes later she leaves, and I'm sure my date was mortified, although he hid it very well. I thought it was HILARIOUS.

Strange Coincidence or Cosmic Karma?

So, we had layoffs at work. They were pretty unexpected, especially in the way that it was done. Anyway, there's been some grumbling amongst the field staff and one of the guys decided to get a lunch together so that we could all chat freely, i.e. away from the office. So we get to the restaurant and who do we see but one of the dudes that was let go, having lunch with a couple of project managers.

That was the best backfire of a plan I have ever seen, ever. Kudos to the organizer, you have some great karma, my friend.

How Dare You

The pizza delivery guy at the office today asked me how I was while I was paying him. I said, oh, you know, I'm good. He said "you look tired". WTF? Who says that, regardless if it's true or not?

But I kinda do look tired :)

The Chiro

CRAZY. So he's doing the ART therapy on my left lower back which is excruciating, and of course me, in all my wisdom, well, I wore the pants with the loose snap button. So as I'm twisting and stretching, the button pops, but I'm laying down so my pants don't fall down. However, chiro man says "what was that?", concerned that it was my back or something. So I confess it was my stupid pants and we laugh it off and I grimace in pain from the ART. Oh, but it's not over.

So he's now trying to adjust my upper back, which never moves, but of course, this time it did, just a tiny bit. So chiro man says, "I can't tell if that was your back or your bra". Hilarity ensues as I look at him with a "wtf" face and he tells me a story about how he broke a woman's bra once during an adjustment.

If this story doesn't make you laugh they you may be dead inside ;)

All is Quiet on New Years Day

For everyone else but me. I awake early because of my cat, as usual, and my landlord knocks on the door 10 minutes later. I don't know what to expect and I don't really care because I'm in my robe and I haven't had my coffee yet. Then my landlord says that the firetruck needs me to move my car. And I say, ok, hang on, let me put some clothes on.

Let me tell you, there is nothing like having 4 firemen and my landlord watch me run out in sweats with my perfect Einstein hair and sleep-crusted eyes and then watch me back my snow-covered car into the curb. At 9 in the morning on New Years Day, 2009. Good thing it wasn't an emergency.