The day before today and the one after yesterday
Toronto is always fun, especially when I claim to know where I'm going. Luckily, it's quite difficult to not end up close to where you want to go. Or that's how it turned out in this one particular instance. Therefore, it must always be that way. Vicky, Jessie, Mindy and I toured the Eaton Centre and strolled down Younge Street. Delightful. There's this store dedicated almost entirely to posters, and there was a beautiful one (or several) of Kurt Cobain that I want in my room. I don't have the funds necessary to purchase that kind of thing (or any kind of thing) so I had to leave him behind. I've also decided that when I'm a billionaire I'll purchase an entire music store and have it flown to a spot right beside my house. There's so much out there for me to discover and there's no way I'll ever be able to hear all of it. Think of all the songs that have ever been written and how many more are yet to come to fruition...but there could come a point when it's impossible to make something new, right? I mean, the capability for original music is finite, isn't it? There are only so many notes, so many instruments, so many possible combinations. That's scary if it's true.
Today I got to hand out plaques to my kiddie team. I'm going to miss them, even though only 5 showed up on time. They're wonderful - all of them! And I finally got to meet the mother of the guy who helped me out for much of the season. She seems just as nice as he is, but I didn't know what to say when she said, "I've heard so much about you!" because I really didn't hear more than a few sentences about her. It's just that when this guy's involved in soccer, that's all he thinks/talks about. I just laughed. She was my Polk-A-Roo of the summer and finally meeting her was possibly the highlight of my day. How sad. And what a lie. This evening Batool picked me up and we went out to shoot some pool. I love it when she drives because something amusing is bound to happen. First, we were loud and giggly. We "sang" along to the songs we blasted from the speakers and caused a general ruckus. We ended up at Tim Horton's where we bought some random bric-a-brac (timbits and drinks) and laughed about almost nothing, but constantly. En route to the billiards place, Batool managed to burn some rubber and create a loud and sudden screech of the tires while waiting at a red light. When we did get to play, I found out that I'm every bit as terrible as I assumed I would be. I sunk a few, but I also managed to miss the white ball entirely on several occasions. Batool tried to teach me how to be slightly more successful and I can honestly say that without her, I would have run away sobbing incessantly. She was quite good. Is there anyone else here who has never played pool? We should go sometime. I recommend it!
Today I got to hand out plaques to my kiddie team. I'm going to miss them, even though only 5 showed up on time. They're wonderful - all of them! And I finally got to meet the mother of the guy who helped me out for much of the season. She seems just as nice as he is, but I didn't know what to say when she said, "I've heard so much about you!" because I really didn't hear more than a few sentences about her. It's just that when this guy's involved in soccer, that's all he thinks/talks about. I just laughed. She was my Polk-A-Roo of the summer and finally meeting her was possibly the highlight of my day. How sad. And what a lie. This evening Batool picked me up and we went out to shoot some pool. I love it when she drives because something amusing is bound to happen. First, we were loud and giggly. We "sang" along to the songs we blasted from the speakers and caused a general ruckus. We ended up at Tim Horton's where we bought some random bric-a-brac (timbits and drinks) and laughed about almost nothing, but constantly. En route to the billiards place, Batool managed to burn some rubber and create a loud and sudden screech of the tires while waiting at a red light. When we did get to play, I found out that I'm every bit as terrible as I assumed I would be. I sunk a few, but I also managed to miss the white ball entirely on several occasions. Batool tried to teach me how to be slightly more successful and I can honestly say that without her, I would have run away sobbing incessantly. She was quite good. Is there anyone else here who has never played pool? We should go sometime. I recommend it!