lemme spelt it out for you, fool / +doge
I ran out of oats for my porridge and I was searching up and down the aisles in the Vanier supermarket for a bag of them. Oats are seemingly of little interest to most people because I find that those large grocery store only carry a few bags at a time while having infinite variety of instant (ie useless) oats. Finally I settled for a $4 bag of "Spelt" flakes from the organic aisle.
They look the same, it's pretty much the same deal, right? No! When I made porridge with them yesterday-noon, I went back to examine my boiling pot and the water levels were all wrong, the spelt was splattered all up the sides of the pot, and there was a sickly colour about the whole thing.. I despair sometimes..
So, yesterday I was passing through centretown to pick up my typewriter and I decided to buy something to drink in the grocery store--perhaps a nice Orange Frizzante. One thing led to another and soon I was walking out with a box of Soy cold cereal, 2L drink, a bag of wasabi chips, and a human-baby-sized bag of oats. This was obviously foolish because I also had to bike home with my typewriter. Well, I managed to manage, but after buttering up some people on Argyle for a while (don't worry--none of your arch-nemeses), I was just biking away in a self satisfied manner when my grocery bag accidentally swung too close to the wheel of my bike, and it shredded open and a pound and a half of oats dumped onto the ground around me! ;(
I basically have to invest in a canvas bag, because two days ago it was a bottle of soap that was shredded open, and before that some rice..
Oh, remember when I babysat that little persian Doggie at Christmas? I finally found the pictures, heh heh.
Ahh, I remember when I could see my floor..
To be historically accurate, I should have included at least 5 pictures of Doggie cowering in a surly manner under my bed.
They look the same, it's pretty much the same deal, right? No! When I made porridge with them yesterday-noon, I went back to examine my boiling pot and the water levels were all wrong, the spelt was splattered all up the sides of the pot, and there was a sickly colour about the whole thing.. I despair sometimes..
So, yesterday I was passing through centretown to pick up my typewriter and I decided to buy something to drink in the grocery store--perhaps a nice Orange Frizzante. One thing led to another and soon I was walking out with a box of Soy cold cereal, 2L drink, a bag of wasabi chips, and a human-baby-sized bag of oats. This was obviously foolish because I also had to bike home with my typewriter. Well, I managed to manage, but after buttering up some people on Argyle for a while (don't worry--none of your arch-nemeses), I was just biking away in a self satisfied manner when my grocery bag accidentally swung too close to the wheel of my bike, and it shredded open and a pound and a half of oats dumped onto the ground around me! ;(
I basically have to invest in a canvas bag, because two days ago it was a bottle of soap that was shredded open, and before that some rice..
Oh, remember when I babysat that little persian Doggie at Christmas? I finally found the pictures, heh heh.
Ahh, I remember when I could see my floor..
To be historically accurate, I should have included at least 5 pictures of Doggie cowering in a surly manner under my bed.