Labrit tauta

Nothing on Thursday, except a quick visit to Diana to give her back the umbrella we borrowed on Wednesday. Friday I woke up earlier to go have this English proficiency exam at Ryerson, and just because I got there at 8:30 the exam didn't start until almost 10. To make it worse, everybody had to go section by section together, which didn't allow me to finish before I had planned to. A little past 11, when we were almost about to start the essay part, the fire alarm starts going off, and despite my secret prayers for it to stop, we had to leave the building. It took some time for the firefighters to come and clear the problem, and because of that I only finished the exam past 13h. I went to Pizza Pizza to grab something quick to eat, and then I rushed to the office as my coworkers were hyper anxious to talk to me. When I sat at my desk and saw the list of 50 emails to go through, I realized that day would be fun. Obviously more than 2/3 of those emails were useless stuff from Richard, but I managed to do everything before little past 17h. I came home to quickly drop some stuff and then I took the TTC to the village to watch Julian's performance. I didn't even know it was for a Breakthrough event until I got there, so I said hi to Scott and to Natalia who was DJ'ing. Some other performances were cool, but Julian was just awesome - I never expected her to do so well on her first time.

Mareks joined me after he was done talking with his new translator, and we went for sushi while my friends watched the rest of the cabaret show at the 519. We came back when we were done, and people were just leaving (good timing). We walked down Church street looking for a place to hang out, but everything looked crowded. We tried Starbucks, Timothys, Old Ladies (that now ask for two pieces of government-issued photo ID for you to get in), and the guys almost ended up at McDonalds. I convinced them to sit at College Park instead, and so they did. I couldn't stay for long, so after buying some stuff at Metro, I waved goodbye to all of them. Back home via TTC, I still had to do some work via VPN... I finished past midnight, so all I wanted to do was sleep after that.

A little problem made the Saturday morning a bit bitter, but things got better in the afternoon. I took Mareks to PMRI, and on the way back I got the photos we printed at Wal Mart, and bought some things at No Frills. I made this stupid decision of buying an extra large vegan pizza at Pizza Pizza, and that's all I ate this whole weekend. I wish I had done something different. but I was stuck at home playing games, watching series and doing laundry. I realize my life feels quite empty when Mareks is not at home, but that's a choice I am ok making. Unlike Samantha Strange, I invest in something that I know is real.

SeeYa,
Feliploko, who likes Being Erica

Making work for the sake of making work.

Working overtime sucks. But what can I do? Sunday after posting I actually did go somewhere else with Mareks. I invited Zu, Lilian, and David to go eat something, but only David could go. Mareks and I walked around Finch station remembering the year before while David got ready, and then we went to this nice place that luckily was open until 23:30. We were the last customers to leave, but the servers still treated us nicely. The day after was Victoria Day, so Mareks and I slept in until almost noon. After that we went to Fairview Mall just to realize it was closed. Then we took the TTC to Bayview and Eglinton, where we walked around and bought bread at the other Cob's.

When it started getting cold we went all the way to the Eaton Centre so we could buy Rauf's gift and some things for ourselves. I almost crashed the house's stock market, but everything is still under control. Sometime in the afternoon, after walking around the City Hall, I contacted Rauf to meet him somewhere, and after two random encounters (one with Suhail, the other with Richard) I met him and his friend Alexey. I gave him his gift, and then he went to the cinema while Mareks and I took the TTC back home. A thunderstorm started in Toronto, out of nowhere, but luckily we got home before we were soaked.

Tuesday everything went back to normal at work, but unfortunately I and some other members of my team will have to work overtime this week. After work I came home and after avoiding obstacles on my backyard left out by the interesting contract workers, I could finally rest. I vpn'd for a while, but eventually got tired and went to bed. Today it was almost the same story at work, but after coming home I had to go to Diana's place to meet Mareks and have some delayed birthday cheesecake. We ate and talked about some stuff, and then Mareks and I came back home under this other unpredicted heavy rain. Now I have to work again until sabe-se-la what time.

SeeYa,
Feliploko; or boss.

Life after debt

A mixture of ups and downs composed these past four days. And although I am sure of what I want for now, my feelings confuse me when I think of the future. It is the same old defense mechanism that distanced me from other people before, so it's a matter of feeling safe or feeling happy once more.

Thursday I went o work, but the servers were still down. I tried to copy the data locally on my client's box, but I simply couldn't. While most of my team just laid back and played games, I worked on some material to present on Friday's meeting at TLC. I managed to finish it before 5pm, so for once I left work on time. I met Mareks at Finch and VP, and our plan was to go downtown to meet Sabine and Diana at a modeling agency. When we were at Finch station, however, Diana called saying she could not start her car. We took the 36 to her place, and as soon as we got there, the car started working again. By that time they had given up going, so we just said bye to everyone and left to go get some dinner. I browsed TVA's updated directory and found this interesting restaurant at Eglinton and Bathurst. Mareks and I went there, and it was a simple, clean place. We ate a lot, since their portions are so small, and I even took home a vegan cheesecake. After that we walked around a very nice Jewish neighbourhood in that area, admiring the expensive-looking houses. We ended up at Yonge and something, so we just took the 97 and then the 39 back home.

Friday I had another UAT meeting at TLC, and since I was afraid to be too casual, I wore my regular weekday attire. It was surprising to see my clients in jeans and polo shirts when I got there, but that wasn't such a big deal. This time I drove the meeting from the very beginning, and combining the presentation I put together with my newly acquired insurance knowledge, the TLC staff was once more perplexed with my abilities. I surprisingly (or luckily) finished 5min before the estimated time, so for the rest of the day I heard the project managers thanking me and congratulating me for the "good job". Richard and I drove back to the office, stopping by at Subway to get some sandwiches (that he paid for again). I watched some weird anime with Andrew and Vince, and then I got back to working like crazy since the servers were up. My team is so dependent on me that it's not even funny. I barely sit down at my desk to do the stuff I'm supposed to (which is quite a lot, actually). I left the office on time again, and I didn't even stop at home because I was late to meet Minoo. Mareks joined me at the bus stop, and we got to Eglinton station a few minutes after 6pm. Minoo was waiting in front of the cinema, so while Mareks and she went upstairs to get snacks, I went down to Freshii to buy me something a little more satiating. Back to the cinema room, we watched the new Pirates of the Caribbean movie in 3D. I enjoyed it, since it combines some fantasy elements that I appreciate. After the movie the three of us walked around until we found a nice sushi place to go in. We ate a bit, and then Mareks and I dropped Minoo home before coming to our own place.

Then Saturday I didn't have bread for breakfast =[ So after showering I had this idea to go eat at Cora's. There's one close to Scarborough Town Centre, so Mareks and I took the bus to go there in the morning. It was quite crowded, but it didn't take too long to wait in line and get a table. We both gave up veganism for a day so we could taste this delicious Eggs Ben et Dictine which is in fact in most Cora posters out there on the subway. After eating we decided to walk a bit, since it was such a nice day outside, and then we thought about going to Unionville. Google Maps told me weird routes that I tried to follow, but once I got to Kennedy and Steeles I didn't know what to do anymore. I just gave up he idea and started walking around Pacific Mall. We tried to find something interesting to buy for Mareks' birthday, but their way of selling things is just not trustworthy... We got the bus back to the shops at Finch and Warden, and there we bought a Nexus S phone to try it out for 2 weeks. I think Mareks likes it, so I should have really sticked to the plan of surprising him on his birthday morning. We took a rest at home in the afternoon, and then in the evening we left again. We tried to go to Fairview Mall to buy something, but everything was closed at 8pm. We then went downtown without a gift for Rauf, but I still dropped by at his place to give him a hug. Edward and Rusty were there with him, so I said hi and bye to them since I couldn't stay long. Mareks and I started walking through the crowded streets of Little Italy until we found a good restaurant to eat (guess what? Sushi again, of course). Then after that we walked to University, and took the TTC the rest of the way home.

Today the day started nice, then it got tense, and then somewhere in Greektown it got better. Mareks and I went to this vegan restaurant who happens to be right across the street from Toronto's Jail. We ate some interesting entrées there, and I even had vegan banana split for dessert. After eating we walked around old Chinatown until we landed at the Gerrard Mall. We bought sunglasses at Zellers, and browsed some other windows before we got tired and went back to the street. We walked some more, but then we remembered we had laundry to finish. We took the TTC back home, but on the way we stopped at Hong Tai to buy some groceries. Perhaps the day doesn't end here, but the post is already too big to add what can potentially happen in the evening.

SeeYa,
Feliploko, and scrambled tofu.

On a go forward basis

These past couple of days have been tough, still, but slightly more under control. On Tuesday morning Mareks and I reestablished a conversation via text message that became a phone call that became a get together. I got a taxi to pick him up at Diana's place, and we came back home. It is very hard for me to withstand all the pain he's going through, knowing that I have no decent reason for having caused that pain. It is really just because I'm an asshole and do not realize the consequences of the shit that I do or think about doing.

But reflecting a bit on it, I dig a little deeper into my hard shell and remember an old vice of mine. It's called self-sabotage. It's when out of nowhere I freak out and get some certainty that nothing that I really have is something I deserve. When that happens I start to implode and destroy everything I managed to accomplish. The classic scenario that I can remember is the empire of Hanna Morris. But again in that situation it could be that I was simply unfaithful... Anyway, there is a possibility it's actually deeper than that, and my fears simply disguise the real problem as ill-intention and wrongdoing.

I took that Tuesday off work to try to make it up to Mareks, but there wasn't much I could do. I took him out for sushi, then I made him tea, massaged his feet, and prepared a hot bath. That at least helped him get some sleep (passion fruit juice and a sleeping pill affected that too), which was something he really needed. I did some work stuff via vpn later at night, and then went to bed early, trying to fall asleep once more.

Today I couldn't really miss work again, but I stayed home until almost 9:30am, since I was only needed for 10:30. I went straight to TLC, where I had a hot chocolate before finding Richard and going to a meeting room on the 9th floor. This group of people have been meeting with Richard since last Friday, and they wouldn't agree to his demands no matter how hard he tried. It took me 30min to convince them to agree to mine, however. I find that even though many times I am bullshitting when I stand up for my company, the important thing to do is to set your presence. Most of the time people are just wishing somebody would take responsibility for things so that they can fall under your lead and start working. Without having their butt covered, they go nowhere.

After the slightly productive meeting, Richard gave me a ride back to the office, stopping by at Yoko to get us some lunch (and pay for it =P). When we arrived at the office, however, complete chaos was in place because of the death of our primary domain controller. Andrew was arranging the funeral (or resurrection, depending on which metaphor you want to use), while Richard and I dealt with the client. The rest of the team (except Janry) simply put their feet up and started playing Unreal Tournament. I realize I did something similar when I played RO instead of researching more about QA, but I would still take this against them when deciding who to be promoted to my team of leads a few years from now.

After work I had this meeting with Ljubomir from Seneca, who has really changed a lot since we met last time. He's doing his coop at OPG, but he really needs something stable to afford his house, car, and baby on the way. He has an interview with my manager next week, but he got disappointed when I told him our entry-level salary. I hope Brian and he can get to an agreement, because Ljubo is really a great guy to work with, and someone who would really benefit our company (besides, he's a good friend too). I gotta follow up with our recruiter, however, to make sure they also schedule interviews with Neda and David (the latter being the most fun I could get at work). Ljubo and I went for coffee at the closest Second Cup (which is quite far), and then he dropped me home. Now back to my computer, waiting for my work's network to go back up, I wish all the broken pieces of my life get back together. I know it's not easy, but there's no point in going forward if the basic structure is faulty.

SeeYa,
Feliploko, who's refreshing his memory.

O que eu vou fazer com essa liberdade?

Mais uma vez as coisas estao tensas. Ontem eu nao quis tocar no assunto porque eu estava cansado... Cansado fisicamente e cansado de correr atras dele pra me explicar mais uma vez. Por mais desigual que seja o numero de erros por cada parte, eu dou chance a explicacao e redimissao, enquanto ele e sempre mais relutante a uma solucao pacifica. Mas agora caimos novamente nos nossos vicios. Meu vicio de querer me desculpar e tentar fazer as coisas diferentes, e o vicio dele de dar uma outra chance sem engolir direito ou perdoar o que foi feito. Mas nao e uma relacao de vicios que eu procuro, e sim uma que eu nao me sinta pressionado a ser o senhor perfeito.

Eu nunca imaginei que eu aprenderia a apreciar esse tipo de vida nos meus 23 anos de idade. Nos meses anteriores a ele, eu estava imerso em uma pos-adolescencia de festas e bebidas. Mas ele me ensinou a gostar de musicas calmas, programas a dois, e desconexao com o mundo. Ele me fez me desligar de uma das coisas que eu me sentia mais dependente: meus amigos. E eu fiz isso nao porque me senti forcado, mas porque percebi que gostava do jeito dele.

Mas entao o que mudou? Por que eu cai na tentacao de beber e festejar com meus amigos outra vez? Ainda nao cheguei a conclusao nenhuma, mas claro que passa pela minha cabeca a possibilidade de aceitar que isso simplesmente e meu jeito de ser, e que dificilmente eu vou mudar em menos de 5 anos. Minha sede por ego, e o consequente egocentrismo ja nao me surpreendem mais. Nao foi a bebida que me fez conferir se outra pessoa me achava atraente, mas sim minha necessidade estupida de ser apreciado. Nao que falte apreciacao no meu relacionamento, mas muitas vezes eu me sinto feio e indesejado pelo mundo inteiro.

Eu realmente nao sei o que vai acontecer daqui pra frente, mas o que quer que for, nao vai ser facil. Remediar um relacionamento que ja conta com duas fortes personalidades tentando se respeitar e achar seus limites depende muito de compreensao e forca de vontade de ambos os lados - nao so do meu. Passar pelos sete estagios da perda outra vez em tempos que ja nao sao muito favoraveis podem me fazer cair em velhos vicios que eu estava feliz por ter aprendido a evitar. De qualquer forma, meus relatos estarao aqui, e espero que eles nao sejam afetados pelos leitores que tomam parte na historia.

SeeYa,
Feliploko, que perdeu 2kg de consciencia.

Everybody's t-shirt is nice except Javi's

An interesting weekend, I must say. Leaving home on Saturday afternoon, Mareks and I went downtown, but while I headed to Ossington station to meet Rauf, he went to Dundas station to walk around. Our Eurovision afternoon started with a trip to LCBO, where I bought two rockstars. Rauf's roommate friend, Chris, tagged along since he didn't have any other plans for the day. Yasser showed up when we were at the LCBO, and Alex came a little later, with his friends Shin and... Phil (number 52). We also had Chase (Rauf's roommate) and his boyfriend Patrick in the group. We put together two laptops so everyone could watch the so expected final, and Chase made some nachos to bankrupt my cookies. The opening ceremony was interesting, and it didn't really feel like a long time watching all the 25 entries (probably because of people's hilarious comments about some performances). When it finally got down to voting we were biting our nails. I was sad Estonia didn't do well, but at least Azerbaijan won instead of Sweden! =]

After the contest we hung out in the balcony for some time until I convinced everybody to follow me to Grant's game night. We stopped at the LCBO again, and I bought four more rockstars (I loved this heart-destroying thing). I took sleeping beauty to the subway, and shortly after we all hopped on it to take a long journey to Scarborough. The maintenance at Bay station, forcing us to transfer at Museum station, didn't make it easier. When we finally got to Grant's condo, through the rain and the Scarborough earthworms, it was already 9pm. Javi, Julian, Emily, another Alex, and this new girl Helen were there hanging out. Some people started playing risk, so I united the people left out to play some Cheat. Julian won, and after the game we watched the guys playing risk for a bit until we got bored of it. I made pressure for them to give up finishing, and they did. We played a few rounds of mafia afterwards, and then I had a drunk and intense conversation with Chris in the balcony. When we went back inside, some people were already sleeping, so we just chatted a bit more and everybody passed out.

Rauf, Chris, Phill, and this guy David that came out of nowhere disappeared at some point, and I still don't know how they went home (probably a taxi). The quiet people were in the master bedroom, while I, Shin, and the Latvian Alex slept in the other one. I feel weird about that and having slept on the carpet without the air mattresses that I was carrying ever since the morning. When I saw Grant waking up, I went on a mission to wake everybody else up to get ready to leave. We all went to a Tim Hortons around the corner, and Alex told me not to worry about anything. I ate a bagel (with blergh - butter), and some people had coffee. We walked back south on Warden, and the quiet people ended up going back to the condo to hang out, while the three wild crazy people went to take the subway home. My stop was first, so I waved goodbye to Shin and Alex and took the bus the rest of the way up.

Once home, I finally got to see Mareks again, and I wanted to take a shower because I was far beyond expired. Of course, when I needed hot water the most it wasn't working, so I went all the way to the gym to take a proper shower (and obviously a hot tub too). I came back, napped a bit, finished laundry, and now I'm waiting for Mareks to come back from church. I can't say I don't miss these wild crazy nights with some friends, but unfortunately that can't happen so often anymore. I still feel a bit weird about the whole thing, but perhaps the mini nausea is just from the rockstars I drank. We'll see how things go next time we meet.

SeeYa,
Feliploko. What about my sleeve?

Nossa Senhora

This post will not include the Saturday. I'be been meaning to post about the weekdays for a while, but there was always something keeping me from doing that. Anyway, I had an awesome week! Despite the stress at work (although I got an ego boost from my client, lol), I have been in a great mood in the evenings because Eurovision is finally here!

Tuesday I watched the first semi-final live, but when I went downtown to buy bread and meet Rauf to talk about Saturday, he convinced me to re-watch it at his new place. I met his friend Alex there, and it's funny that he speaks Portuguese and I attempt to speak Latvian =P We finished watching the semi-final way past midnight, so when I got home I barely had time to sleep before going to work again.

Thursday I couldn't watch the semi-final live, but once again I went to Rauf's place to watch it with him and Alex. After the disappointing show we listened to old Eurovision hits for the rest of the night, and once more I got home past midnight.

Not much to post besides Eurovision, but it doesn't end here. I'll watch the final live at Rauf's place today, so stay tuned for the news tomorrow =]

SeeYa,
Feliploko; gostoso como um beijo.

Every Ploko has a bike

This weekend was so nice! The weather finally opened up a little bit, so I got a chance to walk downtown with Mareks. On Saturday we went to Diana's place in the morning to try to recruit Sabine to our promenades, but she had school stuff to do. So we left, took the TTC to Queen's Park, and then walked among UofT students to Chinatown. We ate at King's Cafe (a looot of food), and then started walking on Dundas all the way to Dufferin. Then we ended up in Parkdale, in front of my old place, and then we decided to take the Queen streetcar without a certain destination. We went aaall the way to Long Branch, and once there we took the GO Train back downtown =P It was a fun trip. We got some lattes at Second Cup, and then finally came back home via TTC. Once at home I could hardly stand up =P

Sunday we had the Jane's Walk. We went to Yonge and Bloor to meet the guides, and there was a nice crowd there. We started walking down Yonge, east on Wellesley, through the village and finally stopping at Allen Gardens. I'm happy that this project continues year after year at Express, with different participants sharing their stories. After the walk Mareks and I ate sushi at the village and then we came back home. We watched Talented Mr. Ripley again, and then it was time to rest.

SeeYa,
Feliploko, or Buba.

Don't send a monkey to do a bird's job

This will probably get back to the 3-day post routine, so let's get going with it. Wednesday was a pretty normal day, with all the same old stuff at the office. I had to go to PMRI after work, and I almost didn't make it. Fortunately I could do my repeat and get my cheque, and then I met Mareks at Hong Tai for some groceries. We realized that artificial crab meat and artificial caviar are still made of fish (lol), and after getting a bunch of vegetables we came back home. I watched some Rurouni Kenshin, and then went to bed.

Thursday was a nice day. The weather was good, so I started biking again. As usual I had a busy morning at work, and Richard almost made me late for my lunch meeting with David. I biked all the way to 636 Finch East to eat some sushi at Ginza with him. We had nice conversations, and I'm looking forward to seeing him again on Sunday. I went back to work a little late, but at this point I don't really give much more than one piece of shit. I kept working my ass out (not literally, unfortunately), and I was planning to watch movies with Mareks and the girls after work. I left late, however, and everybody agreed it would be better to reschedule the movie night. I came back home through a new biking route (suggested by google) and I think I'll use that one from now on. Mareks and I still went out that night, but we just got as far as Scarborough Centre, where we walked around and he had some sushi while I had a cheesecake and a latte at Second Cup. We then came back home, and that was the end of the day.

Today was a total mess, but with a few nice moments here and there. Once again Richard tired me out at work, and he ruined my plans of going out to eat with my co-workers. I decided to bike to Subway, then, but it was raining heavily (damn weather forecast that predicted light drizzles). So I go to get my sandwich and as soon as I pay and prepare to leave, guess who offers me a ride back? Mr. Richard. I had to refuse for obvious reasons, so I rode my bike back in the rain, almost getting hit by a teenage girl who couldn't see me because of another one blocking her view. I got back at work safe, but soaking wet. I undressed 66% of my attire, and spent the rest of the day on my socks. Oddly enough, very few people noticed (or I should say very few people pointed it out). On my way back home, it was raining once again, so that didn't help much on me getting happier. I got here, took a shower, and was eating some dinner when Mareks started rushing me to go to Fairview Mall meet the girls. We left, got to the cinema just in time, and had a good time watching Rio. After the movie, Mareks decided to play the game in which you have to pick a teddy bear with a claw... We didn't know he had 3 tries, so after he missed the first two, one random south asian kid (probably 5 years old) came from nowhere and used Mareks' credit to play (and win!) The awkwardness made me laugh uncontrollably, but that really annoyed Mareks. He gradually became silent on the way here, and then he expressed his disappointment at my reaction. I really didn't mean to make fun of him, but it didn't come across like that. We'll sort that through soon and everything will be back to normal. For now, that's it.

SeeYa,
Feliploko's, who knows not to insert it in children.

A penis doesn't make a man

Let me post here before the snowball gets too big and my exponential laziness surpasses the acceptable level to come back here. Obviously life and work have been crazy lately, and quoting Almodovar again, I barely have time to wipe my ass. In this past week and a half my patience with this TLC project (and the people involved on it) has dropped to zero and tried to go below that. Let me recapitulate some events using the usual breakdown of my posts...

Last week I probably did a lot of interesting stuff, but by now I don't remember anything, so I can only talk about a few. Thursday was the day I pressed the "fuck off" button at work, and I told Brian about my frustrations on this project. The two of us had a conversation with Richard, and even though my responsibilities didn't change much, that at least woke Richard up to a few things he's been leaning too much on me. The next day he came to the office and tried to look useful, but still took away half of my lunch hour. That day I was also formally informed of my promotion, and apparently my next pay cheque will finally reflect that. Brian congratulated me in front of my peers, and even Harry and Alex gave me a few words of wisdom.

Also that day I had to go back to PMRI for my last period, and everything went fine until after the snack time... However, when I went to bed and tried to sleep, I started feeling this toothache that gradually took over the world and I couldn't possibly stand it without actively doing something to distract me from it. I tried to resist it for about 3 hours, but since it didn't go away I decided to take that as a sign that I should not be there and I withdrew from the study. Fortunately I dealt with a nice lady who helped me get the paperwork done quick, and she even called a cab for me. When I got to the streets I saw a bus coming, so I ditched the cab and came to Food Basics by bus. I was hoping to find a cab there to pay $10 for the short ride here, but the streets were empty - I had no choice but to walk. I still blamed the walking on Mareks for not answering the phone, but that was just because I was stressed and worried about not hearing back from him.

After the nightmare, my weekend was nice. I went to Ikea to buy things for Zulema's new place, but I ended up buying stuff for myself (as usual). I watched Phone Booth with Mareks at home, and I really enjoyed it =P It's a good thriller that keeps you interested during the whole movie. On Sunday I woke up early to go do my post-study exams at PMRI, and I was sad to hear I wouldn't get my cheque that day. I left, rested a bit at home, and then left to help Zulema move some furniture from this socially awkward lady's house to her new place. I really don't know how to act around people who tell you way too much information about themselves on the first day you meet them. Do I really need to know that she has cancer and her son is gay and she made a movie about it? I don't think so. Anyway, the rest of the weekend I spent watching Rurounin Kenshin (lol) because Coacci posted one of their songs in his Facebook and made me want to watch it.

Then this week began, and the stressful monster called TLC started to bother me again. Yesterday after work I had some time to help Mareks translate some documents, and then I stayed tuned to CBC's election results system to cheer in hope that the Conservatives wouldn't get a majority government. That went in vain, but at least the NDP made a historical shift in Canada's political landscape. I went to bed frustrated at North York and some other suburbs in the GTA that elected Conservative politicians that gave Harper the majority he wanted. Today I went downtown in the morning for my yearly physical, and for the first time I did it with my queer family doctor at Sherbourne. I can't ever say enough times that I love that place and the people that work there. But even though the nurses are great, today I'll call them evil because the shots they gave me for hep A and B made both my arms sore =[ And I still gotta go back twice to get the rest of the immunization.

Anyway, today I could have some lunch with Nate and Grant around Yonge & Sheppard. We had sushi at this nice and inexpensive place, and besides the rainy weather the afternoon experience was quite pleasant. I had to go to work after that to take care of some not so pleasant business, but after that I went to Express and the pleasure came back to my life. We made buttons to give out during the Jane's Walk this Sunday, and I made one for myself with a picture of a Final Fantasy game that I found on a magazine =] We went for coffee afterwards, and this nice girl who went to school with Grant gained my respect when she shared her colour-coded, standardized, non-digital calendar. My name-remembering disability prevents me from talking more about her, but hopefully we will see each other again someday.

That should be it. I hope to see myself back here shortly. Until then, take care.

SeeYa,
Feliploko, who got promoted.