Factoids

Too bad for Mixi.

Came across kind of a neat pick-me-up in the morning if you enjoy punctuation marks that are rarely used: 14 Punctuation Marks That You Never Knew Existed

It's morning, and we're about to sample some Melitta coffee that we only got charged 13 cents for at the store thanks to a broken scale.  If it's not any good, I still have the receipt.

Last night I played a guitar solo on a naked mannequin.

Crest Pro-Health: Tastes great, but my tongue has been numb-ish for about 3 days since I received a freebie of it in the mail.  Maybe consider brushing with instead of eating (as much).  But seriously, why the shit is my tongue numb?

Star of Wonder

Only half our latest string of lights is working. This is the way I'm trending lately. I buy a string of Christmas lights, half of them explode. It's happened now for half the lights on our tree at my apartment, and now that I strung some lights around the window at Miklos's, half seem to have died there too. Strange phenomenon.

I just drank some Dr. Pepper because I bought a bottle for 99 cents, and even though I don't like pop most of the time, I do like a couple sips of the Dr. every now and then. As most of the time, I drink water, milk, and maybe a little tea, this small glass of blackened flavour water has already made my teeth hurt. The rest of this bottle will surely be left to go flat.

It occurred to me earlier in the week that the first job I ever tried to get was because my stereo was broken and I needed money to fix it. Turns out, all these years of joy later, I never did get that stereo fixed, and I'm pretty sure I haven't had one in the meanwhile. I don't think they even sell stereos these days.

If anyone feels like donating a car without blown gaskets to me, I would be eternally in your debt (or at least until I paid it off monetarily or sentimentally). Until then, if you're ever trying to find me on a day I'm supposed to be working, try any gas station or Tim Hortons from here to St Catharines. I'm sure to be re-coolantizing my car at one of them.

I don't play baby games.

An empty Tim Hortons cup sits on my desk, to the left of my computer and to the Southeast of my phone. This is a cue for me to make a tea. I enjoy a good Earl Grey tea these days. I also enjoy 'paying back' my sleep debt.

One day Miklos is going to pay back his sleep debt too, but his case will be much more Van Winkle than mine (minus all the tragedy). When he awakes, there will be mugs and mugs of coffee all around him because I was prepared for him to wake up one day. The room will also be fully renovated to adapt to the era we then find ourselves in. I'd wake up to that! Sleep for 20 years, then new decor and a shitload of old undrinkable coffee to greet him as he rubs the sleep-grit out of his eyes. Hell, I'll even make some muffins, if the eggs in the fridge aren't then as expired as the ones that currently sit in it.

Code Red

I couldn't have picked a more beautiful bunch of winter days to have off work. The sky is blue (as far as I can tell with my curtains over the windows), and yesterday was a good day for pictures. Had a blueberry and a strawberry beer, which were all right, but kind of lackluster since my affinity for drinks has long vanished into my past of fun and hope and dreams and creativity.

Hey. Maybe I'll start drinking again to resurrect those qualities! That does it. My newly discovered alcoholism begins next week, just in time for school.

You'd think with all this time off, I'd get some reading in or something. But I haven't. I never had a life so brimming with friend-activities as I do now.

Unrelated: I want some poutine.