He who bathes himself in blood, washes himself in tears.

And then it becomes a pattern. It's not too bad, but I have to watch out otherwise one day there's no return. This weekend the weather was terrible! Starting with Saturday and some heavy rain, right when I had to dress nice to go downtown for Zulema's wedding. Mareks and I met David at Finch station (and accidentally we met Julia too =x), then we bought flowers and took the subway. We ended up arriving at City Hall before the brides, so we walked around looking for the chapels. Zu and Lilian arrived just before we found our way, so we all went together. We were joined by Elly and his husband, as well as Lilian's host parents. The ceremony was sweet, but I definitely want something different for my wedding - preferably not in Toronto if that visit to City Hall is mandatory. After the wedding we went to grab a bite at Java House, but we were served by this terrible waitress who apparently was having the worst day in her menstrual cycle. At least we managed to eat something and leave without too much of a fight because of tipping practices. We all took the streetcar, but Zulema and Lilian got off at Spadina to go shop for something. David stayed with Mareks and me all the way to Finch station, and there we parted and left. Once back home, we did some stuff on the internet until it was time to go to PMRI. We then went and came back, ate dinner and went to bed.

Sunday I would go skiing if my name hadn't been taken out of the list from SOY =[ Mareks and I started doing laundry, and around noon I ate lunch and went to the gym (finally). I swam and used the spa, and as I was walking back I noticed text messages on my phone from the day before - after all I could've gone to the skiing trip if I wanted. Anyway I met Mareks at Food Basics and we bought a lot of heavy groceries that we don't get to buy often. We had to take a cab home because of that, but the ride was only $8. I wanted to go to the MCC that evening, but Mareks had to help his mother file this Latvian census. He finished when it was too late to leave, so we just stayed home and watched Les Invasions Barbares. I love that movie, but Mareks didn't think much of it =/ After the movie we were making the bed when I made a joke that Mareks did not appreciate. He got very mad and it took him almost a full day to stop hating me for that... Sometimes I wish I could just know when exactly I'm touching something sensitive.

This Monday I went to work and helped Mike get the TouchTunes people into the IRAP project. Then I had to leave during lunch to get Mareks at home and go to Seneca at York for an event. Back in 2009 I got into this so-called President Honour's List, but only now they are giving me the certificate for it. I didn't have enough time to eat, so by the time I got to York University and ordered my stir-fry noodles it was time to go. We met Minoo at Seneca, but she couldn't go in with us. She took care of our lunches while we were inside, and as I walked in I realized there were refreshments. I was expecting to see Mary-Margaret Walton there with this Brazilian student of hers that wants to meet me, but she was probably sick or something and couldn't go. The only professors there that I had classes with were Ian Tipson (lol) and Mark Petri (Hudson-style). I got my certificate with a little ceremony, and then went after Minoo. I didn't have appetite for the noodles anymore, so I ended up throwing them away. I stopped by at the bookstore to ask about my T4 since I was there, and I'm glad I did because they had to change my address on file before mailing it out to me. Mareks, Minoo, and I then took the TTC downtown, and then Minoo went to Chinatown while Mareks and I went to Long & McQuade around Ossington station. We bought some tools to repair Peter's clarinet that is with Mareks, and then we walked around. We stopped at the Second Cup next to Access Alliance and had some chatty time. Then we took the TTC all the way back home to finish the day.

SeeYa,
Feliploko, who doesn't know what to say.