Day: February 23, 2006

What happens when I click on ‘okay’. Is this just information or will my machine go into a shutdown / reboot cycle?

“Apparently, this train is no longer terminating at Barking, but is in fact, terminating here. I’m sorry about this but I too was under the impression that this train was going to Barking, but ‘they’ have other ideas. I mean, why tell me – I’m merely the driver…”

…as heard on the underground.

I’m still practicing saying “toron’o” – although I’ve yet to have evidence that it really is pronounced that way by native Toron’ions.

But at any rate, my filing cabinet which previously was decorated with the remixed London Tube map is now also decorated with a Hiker Detector. It’s like the world is conspiring to make me love Toronto.

It’s also, incidentally, printed to be exactly the right width to cover one drawer.

In other news I’m still very tired, my Cafetier is still getting lots of use, the Bourne Supremacy is just as excellent as it was last time I saw it, Northern Exposure rocks my teeny little world (but I’ve now run out), I’m still exhausted from (something), I’ve been working on my essay (I still am not entirely sure what they’re after), I’ve singularly failed to repair my rear window heater because it spent some of today snowing (not in a meaningful coating of nice fluffy snow on the ground for me to frolic in way, but in a damp falling on the ground and melting way) and ‘dry’ and ‘window’ don’t go with snow. I think that’s it.

Is that sufficent?

Clicky for the morey (more…)

My allergies are back. The thing that my doctor calls ‘hayfever’ has returned; I’m sniffling like a small child and my head is full of goo. This is not a cold. It will abate, and my headache will go – I hope – but this is a new degree of insanity; not only is it not remotely summer like it’s not even fracking warm. It’s 2 degrees outside, there’s not a flower in the country, the grass is not seeding, and yet I feel like crap. I am now thinking very rude thoughts. That is all.