Ya know, I find a certain Zen like calm from sweeping my deck. I've been doing it religiously two or three times a day for a week now. It gives me an odd sense of peace and tranquillity. Weird.
One day later, after finally finding the right person to talk to, I got all my bank bung cleaned up. God, why it takes me 9 hours to find the person to open up my file and remove one entry, I'll never know. Apparently this is where my bank fees are going.
Gotta go do the walk through with the landlord of my old apartment today. Should be about as pleasurable as a high colonic. Well, I guess if you're into that sort of thing, that may be nice, but that's your business.
And it's leg day again. I got a new routine I'm dying to try out. Should be brutal.
Hmm. I wonder if the joy I feel when I think about how painful a workout is going to be lends itself to the theory held by a few folks I know that I'm a masochist. *shrug*
For those keeping score, it's still cold as hell. Current conditions are -30C, wind-chill bringing it down to -45C and although it looks like it's snowin, it's actually not. There's ice crystals forming in the air from the humidity.
This weather was apparently enough for half the office to say "fuck it" and call in sick. It's uncomfortably quiet around here. I think I ask one of the graphics guys if they wanna race our chairs around the office to pass the time.
UPDATE/EDIT:
Wheee. Landlord thought the apartment looked great. I get all my damage deposit back. Huzzah!
And the graphics guy didn't wanna race chairs around.
"that's retarded" says he.
"that's the point." says I.
Meh. Some people have no sense of fun.
On a side note: I haven't been able to bring myself to remove any of the umpteen layers I put on today to stay warm, even if everyone keeps calling me "Nanook".
One day later, after finally finding the right person to talk to, I got all my bank bung cleaned up. God, why it takes me 9 hours to find the person to open up my file and remove one entry, I'll never know. Apparently this is where my bank fees are going.
Gotta go do the walk through with the landlord of my old apartment today. Should be about as pleasurable as a high colonic. Well, I guess if you're into that sort of thing, that may be nice, but that's your business.
And it's leg day again. I got a new routine I'm dying to try out. Should be brutal.
Hmm. I wonder if the joy I feel when I think about how painful a workout is going to be lends itself to the theory held by a few folks I know that I'm a masochist. *shrug*
For those keeping score, it's still cold as hell. Current conditions are -30C, wind-chill bringing it down to -45C and although it looks like it's snowin, it's actually not. There's ice crystals forming in the air from the humidity.
This weather was apparently enough for half the office to say "fuck it" and call in sick. It's uncomfortably quiet around here. I think I ask one of the graphics guys if they wanna race our chairs around the office to pass the time.
UPDATE/EDIT:
Wheee. Landlord thought the apartment looked great. I get all my damage deposit back. Huzzah!
And the graphics guy didn't wanna race chairs around.
"that's retarded" says he.
"that's the point." says I.
Meh. Some people have no sense of fun.
On a side note: I haven't been able to bring myself to remove any of the umpteen layers I put on today to stay warm, even if everyone keeps calling me "Nanook".
malloreigh:
they can?