Long Day...
So tired, omg. Going to bed soon even though it's only 10pm here.
Today was an exercise in why it's a bad idea to have someone try to work when everyone else in the company is taking a holiday. We hit an issue at install that required escalation and everyone was off barbecueing (cuing? cuying? idk). The bright side was that we got to call it a day around 3pm, because there was no point in pretending we could get anything done.
This gave me plenty of time to go shopping, which I needed to do because I had a packing failure. Always fun to unpack at the hotel and go 'Um. Where's that shirt?' Still not as bad as my all-time favorite: the time I forgot to pack my shoes. \o/ I rule! I asked the concierge about the mall, and he said it was 12 blocks away, and then sent me down to Granville Street. A) It wasn't 12 blocks. More like 20. But whatever, it was a nice day. People were out walking their dogs and their kids and stuff, so. Nice. But still mah feets hurt. B) Granville Street is under construction. Not like, ooh, 'there's a pothole, let's fix it' construction, but 'oh my god they've take out the entire street AND the sidewalks and left this giant gravel road that feels like walking in the Old West' construction. Seriously no road. None. In related news, Chucks and gravel, two tastes that taste great SEPARATELY.
I got to the mall, and had sort of lost my will to shop, but I persevered. I found a top at The Bay for $20! It's a bit too hot pink, but it'll go well with the pants that I actually did bring to go with the top that I only thought I brought. And I bought two baseball caps to wear for tennis this summer so I don't sunburn my scalp - one Converse, one Puma. They were... not $20. I possibly overspent on hats. But I'll save on not getting skin cancer, so there's that!
The rest of my evening I've spent watching Adam Lambert do various things - hi, new obsession, hi! - and lounging. Now I'm listening to Queen and thinking about how much I want shoes. LOTS OF SHOES. And a cool messenger bag that I can cover with pins and patches.
Today was an exercise in why it's a bad idea to have someone try to work when everyone else in the company is taking a holiday. We hit an issue at install that required escalation and everyone was off barbecueing (cuing? cuying? idk). The bright side was that we got to call it a day around 3pm, because there was no point in pretending we could get anything done.
This gave me plenty of time to go shopping, which I needed to do because I had a packing failure. Always fun to unpack at the hotel and go 'Um. Where's that shirt?' Still not as bad as my all-time favorite: the time I forgot to pack my shoes. \o/ I rule! I asked the concierge about the mall, and he said it was 12 blocks away, and then sent me down to Granville Street. A) It wasn't 12 blocks. More like 20. But whatever, it was a nice day. People were out walking their dogs and their kids and stuff, so. Nice. But still mah feets hurt. B) Granville Street is under construction. Not like, ooh, 'there's a pothole, let's fix it' construction, but 'oh my god they've take out the entire street AND the sidewalks and left this giant gravel road that feels like walking in the Old West' construction. Seriously no road. None. In related news, Chucks and gravel, two tastes that taste great SEPARATELY.
I got to the mall, and had sort of lost my will to shop, but I persevered. I found a top at The Bay for $20! It's a bit too hot pink, but it'll go well with the pants that I actually did bring to go with the top that I only thought I brought. And I bought two baseball caps to wear for tennis this summer so I don't sunburn my scalp - one Converse, one Puma. They were... not $20. I possibly overspent on hats. But I'll save on not getting skin cancer, so there's that!
The rest of my evening I've spent watching Adam Lambert do various things - hi, new obsession, hi! - and lounging. Now I'm listening to Queen and thinking about how much I want shoes. LOTS OF SHOES. And a cool messenger bag that I can cover with pins and patches.