Que sera, sera
Just for continuity's sake, my landlord is not dead. I found out she's not dead because I called her on Friday because the power went out in the house, and after two hours I was getting pretty pissed off because I live in a basement and there's not much natural light. I was right in the middle of cleaning my bathroom so I couldn't scrub anything I just had to rinse the cleaner off everything in the pitch black and then I did my dishes with what little light comes in through the kitchen window. It went off around 2:30 and at 4:30 I was leaving to go out, so I called her cell phone and just thought I'd leave a message... but she answered and basically said, "I'm in Edmonton, I don't know what you want me to do about it from here."
Later on she told me that she just was literally just going through customs at the airport and her phone was in the little tray when it rang, and she was talking to me while they were searching her stuff. Moh well. Apparently she was on a business trip.
But now my windows are covered up with planks of wood because the neighbours are doing their roof and keep tossing stuff into the alleyway between our houses, and she's afraid that they'll break the brand new windows that were just installed the weekend before last. So no sunlight for me.
I got tickets for me and Nick to the Alexisonfire show at Kool Haus on December 17, so I'm pretty excited. I like their newer stuff and they were excellent when we saw them at Edgefest a few years ago. I wanted to go to the Billy Talent show in February as well but the only tickets I can find are ones that are at the other end of the Air Canada Centre from the stage, and I'm not shelling out like $50 for a ticket to see ants on a huge stage in a huge stadium. Uh-uh.
Saturday at work Justin from the Old Navy in Cambridge came to visit me with some of his friends; they were going to get fake IDs. Hilarious. I love that kid. It's the second time he's come to visit me and he always makes my day 100 times better with big hugs. Because Saturday was insane at work and I wanted to kill everyone.
On Saturday night I went to a party of a friend of a friend and although I was really afraid of it being awkward and boring because I didn't know hardly anyone, it was a lot of fun and everyone was really nice. I spent like $40 on drinks and then people just kept bringing rounds of shots for everyone so I think I did three different kinds of shots as well. I was pretty drunk by the end and took the last subway home at like 1:45 a.m. I had to work at 10 a.m. yesterday morning and when I woke up I was still a little drunk. I almost called in sick but I sucked it up and went in.
It was insane yesterday too and we also had this big crew of mostly tiny Asian women to do inventory on our merchandise. We weren't allowed to touch anything in the stock room or in upstock to get things for customers, so that was weird and pissed customers off big time. It's like, "Yes, we probably have that size somewhere but we can't get it for you until later this week." That's not what any customer wants to hear. I was on cash all day, though, so I didn't have to tell anyone that.
I think I'm getting sick. Or I'm just crashing from lack of sleep. I don't work till 3 p.m. tomorrow so I can sleep in. Huzzah! But I have a mid-term on Wednesday so I guess I'll be studying for that. Crap.
Okay. I need to go to my American history class soon. I skipped English and French to finish writing my French composition that was due today, but I just e-mailed it to her and said I was sick. I am awesome.
Later on she told me that she just was literally just going through customs at the airport and her phone was in the little tray when it rang, and she was talking to me while they were searching her stuff. Moh well. Apparently she was on a business trip.
But now my windows are covered up with planks of wood because the neighbours are doing their roof and keep tossing stuff into the alleyway between our houses, and she's afraid that they'll break the brand new windows that were just installed the weekend before last. So no sunlight for me.
I got tickets for me and Nick to the Alexisonfire show at Kool Haus on December 17, so I'm pretty excited. I like their newer stuff and they were excellent when we saw them at Edgefest a few years ago. I wanted to go to the Billy Talent show in February as well but the only tickets I can find are ones that are at the other end of the Air Canada Centre from the stage, and I'm not shelling out like $50 for a ticket to see ants on a huge stage in a huge stadium. Uh-uh.
Saturday at work Justin from the Old Navy in Cambridge came to visit me with some of his friends; they were going to get fake IDs. Hilarious. I love that kid. It's the second time he's come to visit me and he always makes my day 100 times better with big hugs. Because Saturday was insane at work and I wanted to kill everyone.
On Saturday night I went to a party of a friend of a friend and although I was really afraid of it being awkward and boring because I didn't know hardly anyone, it was a lot of fun and everyone was really nice. I spent like $40 on drinks and then people just kept bringing rounds of shots for everyone so I think I did three different kinds of shots as well. I was pretty drunk by the end and took the last subway home at like 1:45 a.m. I had to work at 10 a.m. yesterday morning and when I woke up I was still a little drunk. I almost called in sick but I sucked it up and went in.
It was insane yesterday too and we also had this big crew of mostly tiny Asian women to do inventory on our merchandise. We weren't allowed to touch anything in the stock room or in upstock to get things for customers, so that was weird and pissed customers off big time. It's like, "Yes, we probably have that size somewhere but we can't get it for you until later this week." That's not what any customer wants to hear. I was on cash all day, though, so I didn't have to tell anyone that.
I think I'm getting sick. Or I'm just crashing from lack of sleep. I don't work till 3 p.m. tomorrow so I can sleep in. Huzzah! But I have a mid-term on Wednesday so I guess I'll be studying for that. Crap.
Okay. I need to go to my American history class soon. I skipped English and French to finish writing my French composition that was due today, but I just e-mailed it to her and said I was sick. I am awesome.