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COVER YOUR EYES!
Nov. 25th, 2005 10:22 amdespite the freezing weather and my own insanity in purposefully flaunting the freezing weather, i'm in a good mood.
not to say that i'm not tired, an emotional wreck, worried, stressed, and all that stuff, but i'm looking on the bright side of things. *hums softly* always look on the bright side of life... *whistles badly* (my playlist pulled it up yesterday. it's crazy. 0_o)
last night, i decided it'd be a good idea to get off the train at Dorval and take the bus, thereby avoiding the 20 min walk home from the train station. 40 mins later and frozen solid, in boots that were giving me horrible blisters no less, i hopped on a less-than-satisfactory bus home, resulting in a 15 min walk (my bus never showed up - 3 times) and a "might-as-well" grocery run. and this morning, instead of being all intelligent and stuff, i decided to take the outside route from the train station to work, instead of the tunnels (all worship the mighty Underground City!). what was i thinking? nearly 3 hours later, and my cheeks are still frozen. i've decided my body is suicidal and intends to remind me, the hard way, that Montreal winters can be very, very painful.
(it's -9c right now, but with the wind chill, it's -19c. and i've officially found a parking lot worse than Fairview to cross in winter.) -- oh, and it's supposed to go up to 14c next week. our weather graph for the next two weeks looks like a very steep mountain range.
(but the snow was so pretty!)
this morning, one of my daily numbers emails, from my old General Manager (a very strange and often stern man) read simply: COVER YOUR EYES!
... i'm still giggling. some days i miss my old store.
the store next door was blasting Miss Saigon (I Still Believe, to be exact, the Lea Salonga version) this morning. they usually play hiphop and Michael Jackson, with some Abba thrown in for variety. *twitch*
it's a strange day, and i don't wanna be here. or at the other store, which is where i'm headed. yarg.
not to say that i'm not tired, an emotional wreck, worried, stressed, and all that stuff, but i'm looking on the bright side of things. *hums softly* always look on the bright side of life... *whistles badly* (my playlist pulled it up yesterday. it's crazy. 0_o)
last night, i decided it'd be a good idea to get off the train at Dorval and take the bus, thereby avoiding the 20 min walk home from the train station. 40 mins later and frozen solid, in boots that were giving me horrible blisters no less, i hopped on a less-than-satisfactory bus home, resulting in a 15 min walk (my bus never showed up - 3 times) and a "might-as-well" grocery run. and this morning, instead of being all intelligent and stuff, i decided to take the outside route from the train station to work, instead of the tunnels (all worship the mighty Underground City!). what was i thinking? nearly 3 hours later, and my cheeks are still frozen. i've decided my body is suicidal and intends to remind me, the hard way, that Montreal winters can be very, very painful.
(it's -9c right now, but with the wind chill, it's -19c. and i've officially found a parking lot worse than Fairview to cross in winter.) -- oh, and it's supposed to go up to 14c next week. our weather graph for the next two weeks looks like a very steep mountain range.
(but the snow was so pretty!)
this morning, one of my daily numbers emails, from my old General Manager (a very strange and often stern man) read simply: COVER YOUR EYES!
... i'm still giggling. some days i miss my old store.
the store next door was blasting Miss Saigon (I Still Believe, to be exact, the Lea Salonga version) this morning. they usually play hiphop and Michael Jackson, with some Abba thrown in for variety. *twitch*
it's a strange day, and i don't wanna be here. or at the other store, which is where i'm headed. yarg.
