2005-12-28

It all happened so fast...

Before I knew it, my half-jar of citron tea jelly had slipped from my hand and was sitting on the floor, a little less intact than I wanted.

As visions of a hot citrony drink to generate warm fuzzies within my unmotivated self evaporated into the humid winter air, I groaned at the thought of having to clean up the gelatinous mess.

So I spent 10 minutes wiping down the floor with paper towels and looking for shards of glass.

And still no citron tea for me. :'(

2005-12-21

HBD!

Happy Birthday, Kev!!

Oh, and Happy Birthday, Sun!

And Happy Birthday, Benny!

And Happy Birthday, Vic!

I think that's all....

2005-12-19

Sicky poo.

So I took a sick day (half-day) today. But instead of getting chores and errands done, I just slept the entire morning through. Had my coworker not called me during lunchtime, I probably could've slept until dinner. It's almost too bad he did....

2005-12-14

A little support here, please?

I found that the frequency at which my laundry "did itself" left me needing more underclothes. So after inquiring with a few female friends, I headed off to the local department store to take a look at what was available.

The salesperson picked out a few different bras for me to try on. She told me to let her know when I'd tried them on, and she'd see how they fit. Um. Well, I suppose we were both women, so that wasn't so bad. Getting another woman's opinion might not be a bad idea.

So I was still a little uncertain about the whole letting-someone-see-me-in-a-bra idea, and I guess I dilly-dallied long enough that she started knocking on the changing room door every minute, asking how I was. When I finally let her in, I had my shirt on. At her request, I very self-consciously removed it.

She assessed the fit and recommended the "proper" size I should be wearing. (What the heck, how many years I'd been wearing the wrong size?!)

And then, gesturing with her hands, she asked me, "Can I help you adjust yourself?"

I stopped short and gawked at her. What, like... you want to TOUCH me?

She stood there calmly with her hands clasped.

Yes, apparently that was what she was asking.

After what seemed like a full minute, I very awkwardly eeped, "Um, NO ?... Can you just show me how to adjust myself?"

And of course she was fine with that and proceeded to show me how to wear a bra "properly". Admittedly I learned a few things I hadn't learnt growing up. All in all an interesting experience.

But there still ain't nobody gon' touch me.

2005-12-11

Throw another on the barbie, mate!

Chinese New Year is the big holiday here, and folks get 4 consecutive days off. Add a weekend before and after - not surprisingly, many people take a couple extra days off to vacation during this time.

Since I have my new citizen card, I am now free to travel the world. Hence I decided that I didn't want to spend this coming CNY in Taiwan. Being an inopportune time for my other half to come globe-trotting with me, I decided I still don't want to spend CNY in Taiwan... and so I'm making my own travel plans.

So, my vacation destination is fabulous tied-for-#1-livable-city-in-the-world Melbourne, Australia. Actually I think this year they were #2. Nonetheless! Wonderful city.

(Actually, it was going to be Japan, but my friend there warned me that CNY is at the peak of the cold season, and that the winter is comparable to the Ontarian winter. Well, forget that.)

For the longest time, my Aussie friends and I have been saying "whenever [I] make it down to Australia" - since I started at CompanyA 4 years ago - and while I knew I always wanted to visit, the timing was always undetermined.

Well, this is it! I'm still a little increduled myself.

I already have some basic plans forged out: people I want to meet, places I want to visit... I might not fit it all in! I likely won't get to hit all the tourist sites, but that's okay. My time there will be to kick back and relax, and hang out with my buddy. But, be it a beautiful scenic area or a great watering hole, suggestions on where to go are welcome!

Can't wait, can't wait, can't wait! :D

2005-12-09

Gaydom

Back when I was still in Vancouver, I was returning a shirt at Blue Notes, and the cashier had a certain ... feminine air about him. Didn't know quite what it was.

His facial features weren't that feminine. He had short spiky blonde hair, like a "sk8er" might have. And it wasn't really the 3 earrings he had in one ear. He was built - well, thick. I think it might've been the tightness of his T-shirt: it fit him about how a baby T would fit women.

Or maybe it was his French manicure.