Another one? WTF
It's election day. Again. At least, it is if you live in Quebec, which I do. It is also EXTREMELY FUCKING COLD, OMFG. Yesterday it snowed and it was maybe, I dunno, -2 or -3. When I woke up this morning it was -20 with a wind chill of -30, only going up to around -14 (with a wind chill, of course). And Wednesday it's supposed to go up to plus 9. I think I may catch the consumption or something.
Anyway, I don't particularly feel like going to vote this afternoon (I especially don't feel like walking over to the polling station in the freezing cold) but it's my civic duty and all so I will. The past two elections, Parker and I have gone to the movies rather than sit at home and watch the inevitable news coverage, but I haven't heard from her so I don't expect we will. Actually what I feel like doing is going to the mall to buy Who Killed Amanda Palmer? and possibly a white sweater and possibly flirting with cute Second Cup guy, if he's there, but I don't know if I will. Gah, we'll see.
We put up the Christmas tree yesterday, so it's official, Christmas is totally coming, yo. I wish I felt a bit more Christmassy, though. Maybe I should reread Hogfather again. I've been feeling pretty weird lately and part of the problem seems to be that I don't have any books that I specially want to read. I'm partway into a few now (most recently Clive Barker's Mister B. Gone which I was really looking forward to but has so far been a bit disappointing) and there aren't any that I really want to keep on with. Or maybe it's just a symptom of a larger disease. Maybe I should head for Tijuana with the cute Second Cup Guy and not come back until I've forgotten the meaning of "existential crisis". Feliz Navidad to me!
Anyway, I don't particularly feel like going to vote this afternoon (I especially don't feel like walking over to the polling station in the freezing cold) but it's my civic duty and all so I will. The past two elections, Parker and I have gone to the movies rather than sit at home and watch the inevitable news coverage, but I haven't heard from her so I don't expect we will. Actually what I feel like doing is going to the mall to buy Who Killed Amanda Palmer? and possibly a white sweater and possibly flirting with cute Second Cup guy, if he's there, but I don't know if I will. Gah, we'll see.
We put up the Christmas tree yesterday, so it's official, Christmas is totally coming, yo. I wish I felt a bit more Christmassy, though. Maybe I should reread Hogfather again. I've been feeling pretty weird lately and part of the problem seems to be that I don't have any books that I specially want to read. I'm partway into a few now (most recently Clive Barker's Mister B. Gone which I was really looking forward to but has so far been a bit disappointing) and there aren't any that I really want to keep on with. Or maybe it's just a symptom of a larger disease. Maybe I should head for Tijuana with the cute Second Cup Guy and not come back until I've forgotten the meaning of "existential crisis". Feliz Navidad to me!