My dad's in the hospital until at least Monday. He went in for a cardio stress test yesterday morning and didn't last four minutes, so they decided to keep him and send him to VGH for more tests next week. How am I doing? How do you think?
He seems all right. I visited for an hour or so last night and was planning on going back over this evening. Have to call my mom first.
eta: I forgot the most important part--I HATE SUMMER. Bad things always happen in the summer. Fuck's sake.
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I want a yellow t-shirt that has a red hand and "the right of way, I has it" on it--a 21st century version of the
please yield, it's the law bumper stickers our buses have. We have to change with the times, and the lolcat generation is now driving big stupid SUVs and pocket-sized sportscars.
That's about it. Oh, I bought SGA s4 (goddamn you, Rodney McKay). Haven't watched it yet--re-watching the last few eps of s3 first. I'm kind of ridiculously excited for Amanda Tapping. I love her so much.
Lastly (really lastly!): while driving my bus through Yaletown last week, I saw Bif Naked walking her dogs. I've seen more famous people since becoming a bus driver than in all the twenty-four previous years (nobody beats Jeffrey Dean Morgan, though. Not even Edward James Olmos [Edward James Olmos!]).
Bye.