Ask not what your fortune cookie can do for you...
"All thing has a cause. Look into your pass for answer..."
Ah, the wisdom of the fortune cookie. Who can argue with this kind of logic?
So I'm somewhat de-conned and feeling slightly less annoyed at myself today, and a great deal less muddled due to copious amounts of sleep and some quality time spent on Erie' transit, which has made me realize how fantastic Toronto is! Ah angst, I seem to have so much of it lately. I don't know exactly how to fix that without moving to South America, however, so I suppose I will just muddle on.
Due to truck having electrical problems of doom, Micaela and I spent most of the day navigating Erie transit sloppily toward the mall. It's only a two hour bus ride both ways, so why not go say hi to Ruth on her lunch break? Wild times were had at Ruby Tuesday's, where I discovered something frightening...
Bottomless french fries.
Oh America. Land of the free, home of ridiculous food portions. Large is not enough, apparently we've moved onward to INFINITE french fry portions. The mind boggles. I'm pretty impressed though. As long as you have $8 and a way to get to the mall, you will never starve. There has to be a catch.
When we got home, exhausted from all that eating and sitting around on busses, I took a nap.
So there is a problem where I talk in my sleep sometimes. Micaela informed me that during my sleep this afternoon, I clearly said, "Oh em Gee." Sadly, I think I remember the point in the dream at which I said this (we were about to have a horrific car accident due to an illogical decision to switch drivers while driving down the freeway), and suspect she's probably right.
I have to go shoot myself now.
Originally published at Don\'t talk to me about life....
Ah, the wisdom of the fortune cookie. Who can argue with this kind of logic?
So I'm somewhat de-conned and feeling slightly less annoyed at myself today, and a great deal less muddled due to copious amounts of sleep and some quality time spent on Erie' transit, which has made me realize how fantastic Toronto is! Ah angst, I seem to have so much of it lately. I don't know exactly how to fix that without moving to South America, however, so I suppose I will just muddle on.
Due to truck having electrical problems of doom, Micaela and I spent most of the day navigating Erie transit sloppily toward the mall. It's only a two hour bus ride both ways, so why not go say hi to Ruth on her lunch break? Wild times were had at Ruby Tuesday's, where I discovered something frightening...
Bottomless french fries.
Oh America. Land of the free, home of ridiculous food portions. Large is not enough, apparently we've moved onward to INFINITE french fry portions. The mind boggles. I'm pretty impressed though. As long as you have $8 and a way to get to the mall, you will never starve. There has to be a catch.
When we got home, exhausted from all that eating and sitting around on busses, I took a nap.
So there is a problem where I talk in my sleep sometimes. Micaela informed me that during my sleep this afternoon, I clearly said, "Oh em Gee." Sadly, I think I remember the point in the dream at which I said this (we were about to have a horrific car accident due to an illogical decision to switch drivers while driving down the freeway), and suspect she's probably right.
I have to go shoot myself now.
Originally published at Don\'t talk to me about life....