Long, Torturous Days

Apparently, whoever's been doing the rain dance that has contributed to this being my worst summer ever decided to take a break today. I didn't know what else to do, so I just went outside with the cam and started biking around. The weirdest thing happened though. I left with only my camera and wallet in my bag, and I came back with said wallet and cameras, plus an iPhone.

Bizzar.

I decided to visit a friend in Bedford for a while. Unfortunately, I was coming down Bayers rd. doing about 40 km/h, and my pannier bounced over into my spokes while I was entering the intersection. This caused the rear wheel to lock up a little bit, and sent me fishtailing all over the place. I should mention that at the time, I was in between 2 lanes of traffic (lane splitting). I was a little embarrassed by the time I made it to the side of the road, and my pannier was nearly destroyed along with the water-bottle that was in there.

The rest of the half hour ride over was nice though.

I went to the movies later that night. One of the previews was for Whip It, the new Ellen Page movie coming out. Drew Barrymore is also in this movie, and in the preview I think she was making fun on someone's appearance. I don't know if the joke was funny or not, because to me, the real joke in any of Drew Barrymore's movie's is her face.

PS: Do not spend 10$ to watch the Ugly Truth.

Joke of a Night

I was at Yuk Yuk's tonight. I went to the bar for a beer before the show and this guy next to me was acting like his being there was the ultimate secret of the room. He was covering his face a little and looking over his shoulder a lot. When the bartender got to him, he whispered in his most secret tone: "Yeah I dunno... I...

I just want the chicken club sandwich".

I have a feeling that the club sandwich at Yuk Yuk's may secretly be the best club sandwich I may ever have. Needless to say they could not give him the club sandwich for half an hour.

I think he was disappointed.

A Wet Day at Work and these Bike Racks just won't do.

It was pretty moist today at work. We're in an older hospital, and the air exchange isn't the greatest, which makes the job on very hot and/or humid days a little uncomfortable. The patients are feeling it too. Some are getting quite vexed by it. There are others however that are dealing with it as best as they can, like the old lady that asked me if she could have 20 towels for the day and if we could freeze a jug of water solid for her overnight tonight. I'm only assuming she'd take that frozen jug and hug it overnight until all the worries in her world melted away. Because that's what I'd do. I told her I didn't think we had enough towels to meet her demands. She got a little upset and threw a moist facecloth at me. I'm assuming the moisture was sweat, which makes it pretty gross because it hit me in the face.

My mouth was open a little bit.

After work I picked my ass off the futon in my cramped bedroom (a story for another day) and went straight to the store to get groceries to make myself a supper that would last me for the week. When I got to the bike racks, I was pleased to find them nearly full. This makes me quite happy and restores my faith in society, as people seem to be understanding that a bike can be as utilitarian as it can be for fitness and sport. In some cases, bikes can be just as utilitarian as a car.

While I was in the store however, I couldn't concentrate because I had this song in my head the entire time. The cashier I had was young and cute. Despite this fact, we did not engage in conversation.

Quitting milk, Sundays are the new Fridays and a Weekend of Mediocrity

I tried quitting milk at the start of this month. I don't really know why I did it. I've heard that getting rid of it settles your stomach, and oddly clears your sinuses after a while. Though my stomach is pretty rocksteady, I find my nose is often runny, so I decided to give milk a break for a month. It feels like I'm a little clearer, however the "Almond Drink" I use for my Honeycombs and Froot Loops just isn't cutting it, so I'm going back to 1%.

I decided to hit the corner store above later in the night. There's something about corner stores that I find very pleasing. It's kind of like after you've established your primary store for long enough, you can talk with the guys inside and have incredibly succinct 2 min conversations that are somewhat meaningful instead of the 20 second sweat-shop banter at grocery stores. It's kind of nice. Some guys and gals that lived upstairs started biffing out boxes while I was inside. I was going to ask if they were moving, but then I saw a biker fly by, which distracted me endlessly. On my walk back I noticed that Sundays now seem to be equal to Fridays as a party night as several house parties were going on on my street and the one parallel. One guy even started singing (I'm assuming at me) "I have a feeling [woo-hoo] that tonight's gonna be a good night", that song by the Black Eyed Peas from his window. Yeah right, buddy. You have a lot of growing up to do.

I ran into this guy just chilling out on a patio on my walk back. One word: Adorable.