Woke up at 8am to the sound of shovelling ten floors below me. I was kind of irritated. I mean, come on, shovelling is noisy work and some of us are lazy and unemployed and want to sleep until ridiculously late times. As though the shoveller had ESP it stopped. And I woke up again at almost noon. I felt pretty bad about that, but it was accidental. See, I had taken this Nighttime Sinutab and it kind of knocked me on my ass. My dad had a theory (which I agree with) about pills. When you take pills like Ibuprofen or prescription drugs you are issued a standard sized pill. It doesn't matter if you weight 120lbs or 250 lbs. Given that, the Nighttime Sinutab pill will likely affect me significantly more than it will, say, Michael. I need to remember that. Half a pill will do it.
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at said I slept really well and I feel the best that I've felt since I came down with tonsillitis. I'm much less phlegmy and I was feeling a bit cooped up so we went for a walk in the snow. Of which there is an abundance.
As we're walking up Lonsdale we run into a girl that runs in the clinic with us. Her first words? "Where were you guys this morning?". So they ran! They ran 12 miles in the snow and slush at 8am. Crazy. They had to run on the road because the sidewalks are hard to even walk on. And then she continued that she hadn't seen us for some time and I think she was one step away from screaming at us to do a couple of laps around the block when we explained that we had been away over Christmas. This seemed to placate her a bit.
Continuing on with my riveting story and our equally riveting trek to Edgemont, we ran into another runner who works for the City and was shovelling the sidewalk outside the City Hall building. He admitted to not running this morning (though he also was working shovelling snow which isn't an easy feat) and to mostly not going to the clinic much over the last couple of weeks and moving it indoors. I hate the bike I hate the bike I hate the bike. This made us feel better and we commended him on his fine shovelling job.
Coming back I took this picture of Extra Foods. It's significant because I live right behind it (my building is the one on the far right) and the roof caved in from the weight of the snow on Boxing Day. This is upsetting to me because a) it takes me ninety seconds to walk there and b) their prices are awesome. I had to go to Safeway when I came back from Penticton and I think their prices are between 30 and 50% higher. I fucking hate Safeway. I
hate stores that require you to have a discount card. If you don't have a Safeway Club Card then I hope you're wearing matching underwear when you go in there, cause once you get to the till they bend you over and you have to spend a lot of time thinking about England. Save On Foods is similar. Michael said that recently the roof of a Save On Foods collapsed because they had put parking on top of the building and had failed to "tie off" a joyce or truss or something and it collapsed, therefore it is somewhat humorous to refer to it as "Cave On Foods" (it's funny cause no one died).
Um, yeah. So it's still snowing. You know what the weather report said this very day? It said rain. Rain, it said.
Anyways. Should go cook my inordinately expensive meal (courtesy of Safeway) now. At least I had enough wits about me to bring my Club Card. You only make that particular mistake five or six times.
Th
at said I slept really well and I feel the best that I've felt since I came down with tonsillitis. I'm much less phlegmy and I was feeling a bit cooped up so we went for a walk in the snow. Of which there is an abundance.As we're walking up Lonsdale we run into a girl that runs in the clinic with us. Her first words? "Where were you guys this morning?". So they ran! They ran 12 miles in the snow and slush at 8am. Crazy. They had to run on the road because the sidewalks are hard to even walk on. And then she continued that she hadn't seen us for some time and I think she was one step away from screaming at us to do a couple of laps around the block when we explained that we had been away over Christmas. This seemed to placate her a bit.
Continuing on with my riveting story and our equally riveting trek to Edgemont, we ran into another runner who works for the City and was shovelling the sidewalk outside the City Hall building. He admitted to not running this morning (though he also was working shovelling snow which isn't an easy feat) and to mostly not going to the clinic much over the last couple of weeks and moving it indoors. I hate the bike I hate the bike I hate the bike. This made us feel better and we commended him on his fine shovelling job.
Coming back I took this picture of Extra Foods. It's significant because I live right behind it (my building is the one on the far right) and the roof caved in from the weight of the snow on Boxing Day. This is upsetting to me because a) it takes me ninety seconds to walk there and b) their prices are awesome. I had to go to Safeway when I came back from Penticton and I think their prices are between 30 and 50% higher. I fucking hate Safeway. I
hate stores that require you to have a discount card. If you don't have a Safeway Club Card then I hope you're wearing matching underwear when you go in there, cause once you get to the till they bend you over and you have to spend a lot of time thinking about England. Save On Foods is similar. Michael said that recently the roof of a Save On Foods collapsed because they had put parking on top of the building and had failed to "tie off" a joyce or truss or something and it collapsed, therefore it is somewhat humorous to refer to it as "Cave On Foods" (it's funny cause no one died).Um, yeah. So it's still snowing. You know what the weather report said this very day? It said rain. Rain, it said.
Anyways. Should go cook my inordinately expensive meal (courtesy of Safeway) now. At least I had enough wits about me to bring my Club Card. You only make that particular mistake five or six times.
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I bet I have 15 'member' cards on my key chain... a checker kid asked me once if I collected them. I wish I had a grocery store as close to my house... nothing is close in Texas... we like to spread everything out or it's an inconvenience to walk or ride a bike to. And if you do decide to ride a bike people think you are nuts and they have flashbacks of playing that video game Frogger. That's one of the few things I dislike about Texas... no one plans on people doing anything other than driving. We have no public transportation in our town either! Not even taxis!
That's ridiculous! Vancouver (and North Vancouver, where I live) are really walkable cities with great transit.
In fact, transit here is too good! The seabus runs every 15 minutes rain or shine so there was really no (transit-related) reason for me not to make it in to work ever.
Not that this is an issue now, of course...
It really shows the stupidity of our forefathers when they came out of the Great Depression... they went nuts and are just now slowing down. They built and spent like there was no end to the oil and money. And Texans still do it. Gas went up and there was a sudden boom in Scooter sales... every where you looked there would be people on scooters. Gas went down and all the Hummers are back on the road. Makes me nuts. The upper crust of this town doesn't want public transit because it would bring "those people" to town.
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