I’m a bad Canadian
I have not been watching the Olympics at all since I wasted my life on the opening ceremony. I should really get on it because everyone was talking about Patrick Chan and I was like .. who on earth! and felt like the stupidest child ever. Twitter is off the hook with #olympics updates and I just can’t bring myself up to date with the topic. I am a bad Canadian. Boo.
Must admit, I’ve been busy living life. *shocking!!!* Since I bounced back from the episodic stomach fail, I’ve been tickety-boo all the way. Gotta catch up on a week of being a walking dead man.
Mmmmm.. I’m not very good at coming up with entry ideas here now that I also have tinytines running.
Ohohoh, on another entirely haphazard note, I’m lenting again. Same challenge as last year’s, I have given up on purchasing any personal possessions. I did exceedingly well last year (I think I only bought a pair of socks), so I am hoping I will be a fortress of self-control again this time around.
Heroic moment!
If you live in Toronto and have the honour of regularly travelling downtown on public transit, you will know that it’s a battle everyday. People are cranky in the morning and get into all kinds of verbal and physical fights with each other. Commuting is no doubt the most anger-inducing part of the day.
Get this.. today I was at Yonge and Bloor waiting on the platform to travel southbound. There was a delay, of course, so hundreds of angry people were stirring with impatience. Whenever a train pulled up, everyone would zero in on the doors and push their way in, completely disregarding the poor folks who need to unboard first. 4 trains came and went. I was waiting right outside the door to get on the 5th when a petite young lady en route of getting out got caught in a horde of angry people storming in. She fell and was unnoticeably trampled. No one saw her at all! Without thinking, I swooped down and pulled her up with all my might, while getting pushed and shoved myself. When the girl finally got back on her feet, I saw tears in her eyes and all she could do was hug me and thank me. She must’ve felt so helpless when she was down and completely ignored.
So I put my arms to good use today! Ahhhh.. a super hero moment.. :] This gives me the motivation to get even stronger.
STRUCK
by some type of food poisoning / stomach flu / what have you. I missed a couple of days of work and I’m still trying to get my A game back. Laying low for a few days until I am able to actually eat again.
BOO THIS. I hate feeling weak. I also didn’t know it takes so much energy for me to be me. I don’t even have a bounce in my steps anymore. I WANT MY LIFE BACK!
Calendar for Women Who Do Too Much
Thanks for this gift, J Bo. Peering through each day’s dosage really brings me encouragement.
Loving the people I know allows me to know the people I love.
I choose love always. :]
ZzZ
Yesterday afternoon, I spent $180 on a Charcoal Fiber duvet and $80 on a duvet cover, in hopes of pursuing the elusive “good night’s sleep”. I am literally banking that $250 will give me the quality rest I’ve been lacking. 450 thread count, baby! Don’t fail me. I put the cover in the washer yesterday so it will be clean and ready for me tonight.
Sigh.. This is so sad. I remember I used to love bed time! Spending hours and hours in deep slumber was my favourite pastime! Now I see it as a wastetime. Not to mention the cruel mornings of work that are tacked to it. Growing up sucks.
It’s been concluded that..
I am having a marvelous time at work. Sure, I have papers coming out my ears, but I’m loving it so much more than the old gig. I can’t pinpoint exactly why I’m liking it here better, but I think it’s because the job is closely aligned with the career path I’ve set out for myself since I started working full-time. It’s becoming more and more apparent to me that the jump was the right thing to do.
I’m still trying to burn through the chocolate stash I have at work. argh.. I still have 2 boxes of Pot of Gold unopened. I’m sure people who gifted these meant well, but talk about nasty chocolates. NO MORE!
Cheesy list, of course.
I will be consistent yet passionate in all areas of my life.
I will be more sensitive to the needs around me and take appropriate action.
I will strive in my career and learn what I need to learn.
I will remain creative in how I express myself.
I will listen harder.
I will turn the current 4 pack into a 6.
I will blog regularly for both foolish-games.net and tinytines.com
I will write more personal emails.
I can do it!!
Hurry up and launch that thing you were talkin’ about!!
What are you waiting for? Tiny tines yourself right now.
2010..?
Okay I lied. New project is launching a little later than January 1st. STAY TUNED! You’ll be the first to know! :]
