i had no desire to be productive today and had to force myself to accomplish the tiniest things-- like getting dressed, grooming, etc. i read some more of my wolf book, which is fab. took a nap after having been awake for only an hour, woke up to the brrrinnggg of the telephone. why don't i want a cellphone, you ask? it's annoying enough to have the phone ring at home-- why the fuck would i want it ringing in my pocket? do you seriously think i want to hear from you that badly? this doesn't mean i don't want you to call-- you're all lovely. just not when i'm outside.
went to the mall with crm. we bought nothing. just basically did a tour. the mall gave me a fucking headache, which didn't surprise me. that and the autumn wind. not breeze-- wind. i have sensitive little ears, what can i say? so then we zoomed downtown par autobus so i could have my last feed of diomio before i become more strict with my eating habits. i had one scoop of soya magic chocolate orange gelato and a scoop of coconut sorbetto. meh. wasn't as good as it could've been.
had supper apres the icecream-- broccoli, tofu and an ezekiel wrap with almond butter and banan-grapefruit jam. then a cup of cold soy chai.
i wore my toque tonight for the first time tonight-- to the grocery store. my head was throbbing and it felt comforting to wear it. it was nice to haul ol' jack out. i hope the fucker who also has this toque (as seen by peter) has had the sense to skip town. i might pull it off his head and deck him. i had it first.
eff! i have been so physically sensitive lately. i have a difficult time enduring loud noises, bright lights, sometimes any light, strong scents. i cringe. i get kind of pissy. i want to flee. btw, halifax, it's cool that you're scent free and all, but what gives allowing public washrooms to reek horrribly of vile artificial cleaners and scented soaps and this and that? i mean, i really don't mind a mild scent- like say clearsoap or those tasteful commercial ones-- but these seriously offend my senses and inspire nausea and ill will toward everyone after i vacate the premises. it's all your fault i'm hateful. all yours. oh that and the fact that doraku was closed. and i love sushi. no sushi for me.
so, tonight i will hand out two awards to those to have crossed me:
1) to the ass who sold me a stamp (an award for unexcellence in customer service):
sure, i didn't leave much room to put the stamp-- but i left plenty, assuming i'd get an average-sized stamp-- not one so gigantic that i could cover my face with it. OH is it SUCH a big deal that i ask for a small (read: regulation-size) stamp? oh, you usually don't break the packs to give out the small stamps, eh? well sorry, assjerk. i'm sure you said it to make me feel like i was getting special treatment, and not because you were trying to provoke feelings of guilt in me. i was very nice to you tho, because i have been in your position before. and i'm sure i have handled situations similarly, but i have learned from my misfucks. but you are a dorkwad.
2) to my rear neighbour:
i can't say anything mean about you because i like you, even tho i can't seem to get to know you. you live right behind me, you have for years, we have many connections, yet you won't say hi. i'm not even really looking to become friends or anything, just for you to say hi. an aknowledgement. i don't care about the slutbag who lives beside me and accuses us of making the street look ugly by leaving shopping carts on her lawn (which we didn't because we use cloth bags and go to the grocery store daily rather than using our CAR like you and getting a trunk full of plastic bags. lazy snob.), or the raging screwhod on the the other side of me who screams at his dog and accused us of smashing his car window to take his beer (which we also didn't do). i want you to speak to me. a hello. no need to look away and scurry/scuttle away. you do get some small consolation prize for being assertive and speaking to me today when i visited your new place of work. you had to, tho. so, you could say hi-- it wouldn't kill you. no stop + chat required. in fact, i'd prefer not to. smile. nod. wave. hi. hand me a present. anything. just don't ignore me. oh and by the way, you look cute in your new uniform. or in anything. i forgive you because sometimes i don't want to look at people either: but eat my piss.
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