Of shoes and ships and sealing wax...

This weekend, I bought my silver shoes. I had decided that I was going to be all about the silver shoes this season, and by gum I did it. Contrary to popular belief, buying JLo shoes does not give you her booty. But, my shoes were all a-sparkly and so I'm satisfied anyway.

I don't have internet hooked up at home yet. I suppose I should, and sooner rather than later, but to be honest, I don't miss it at all. As much fun as it is knowing every mood of everyone on my f'list, I've spent the past year and a half tied to my laptop, and now I spent the better part of my day in front of a computer. So, now when I get home, I like to go for a walk, read a book, cook, water my plant (ok, that doesn't take long at all), meet up with friends and just be human in general. I never thought I'd see the day, pun completely unintended.

So, if anyone wants some company, or wants to accompany me on one of my Very Exciting Expotitions (If you got the reference, I love you forever), give me a call and we can have an actual, verbal conversation complete with real sound effects and the complete lack of anything resembling an 'LOL'.

HP7

I just finished (finally) Harry Potter and the DH. I am itching to put down my thoughts, but I will respect those that haven't been able to get to it yet and not say anything for the next few days. Or, until I figure out how to do Livejournal-type cuts to hide content from those not wanting to see it.

Also, wheeee! Best one yet! It felt like the literary equivalent to a steam engine.

BobHarris.com - CNN Gets Lost Looking For Afghanistan

BobHarris.com - CNN Gets Lost Looking For Afghanistan
I love this. You know how BBC is known as one of the last bastions of truth in the West? Well CNN should be 'Where independent thought goes to die'.

The ranting continues

Did I ever mention how much I hate when people don't employ good etiquette? That includes netiquette as well. It's just plain insensitive people.

And here we are. Again.

Insert tab 'A' into slot 'B'

So yesterday, Terry and I go to Ikea to get me a Cubbid To Put Things In. I was going to buy a nice, simple bunch of shelves, but instead I go with this glass front thing with a drawer and everything. I don't know what I was thinking.

Anyway, so there we are, trying to put the two deceptive looking flat boxes into the van - they weighed a ton, and then get them out of the van and into my house and the stuff out of the boxes and onto the floor and into some semblance of order.

To cut a long and back-breaking story short, it took us three hours almost to get the thing installed and upright and after poor Terry stumbled out to go home, I decided to put in the glass shelves myself. Ripped two lovely looking cuts into the coating that makes the glass foggy. This, my friends that insist I need to do these projects myself (you know who you are) is why I abstain from mucking about with hardware and manual labour.

Schulich School of Business, Toronto, Canada

Schulich School of Business, Toronto, Canada
That's where I work now. I know, it's not a far shot from where I've pretty much lived for the past year and a half, about two floors up to be precise, but hey, it's fun, I have a fun office-roomie and I like what I get to do.

Meanwhile I've officially set up shop at Yonge/ Eglinton, and now I have furniture so people can come over and not have to sit on the floor anymore. Housewarming details coming soon.

For all those who keep track of my various calamities, I fell over again yesterday. Twice. I must have hit my head because I have been doing the silliest, most absentminded things since then. I think I need to be rescued from myself sometimes.

That's all for now - I have to go earn my keep.