Okay so… update. I’m going to leave the Buckethead stuff until I don’t feel so bad that I feel like throwing up. Suffice to say that my little pilgrimage down there for the weekend didn’t exactly work out the way I wanted.
Things are kind of slow at work these days, especially in the afternoons, so I seem to spend a lot of time either chatting with co-workers or playing on the internet. Sad, but true. I have become addicted to Wikipedia, a free on-line encyclopedia. It’s awesome! Inside every story, there are links to other stories, and then there are links in that story… it’s SO cool!
I spent all afternoon yesterday reading about the “Marysburgh Vortex” (it uses the word ‘vortex’ – that makes it COOL no matter what it is!) and the neighbouring “Sophiasburgh Triangle”. Both are in Lake Ontario, and apparently the areas have been compared to the Bermuda Triangle, for the number of mysterious ship and aircraft disappearances and crashes! There are even shipwrecks on the Lake bottom that you can dive down to have a look at! TOO COOL! Who knew that my Lake was DANGEROUS? YAY! Here’s the link, just in case you need to have a look, too: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Marysburgh_vortex
So, other than playing on the internet and answering the phones, I don’t have a lot to do at work except shiver. Oh ya, someone turned on the air conditioning and it’s like sitting in a fricking walk-in fridge all day. I swear, half the office could cut glass with their chests! It’s actually about 27C here today (WAY too hot to not have a/c in the car) but the a/c in the office has this place set at like 18C inside. Just WRONG. No wonder everyone here is taking turns getting sick.
I had some excitement the other night (thursday may 11). I was talking to Buckethead, and then I went to bed, when suddenly my building fire alarm went off. Now, I heard stuff outside prior to the alarm going, but I hadn’t thought anything of it, as it was a warm night and I’m used to hearing people on the road outside my building. So, I got out of bed and looked out my window to see if I was expected to leave my building, and I found about 6 fire trucks out there (it’s only a 3-storey building, with 18 apartments – not a whole lot of people). I looked around and saw smoke coming from the side of the building, and that scared me into action – I put on my shoes and grabbed a sweater and ran outside, where I found that someone had lit the pine trees between my building and the one next door on fire! Oh ya! Now, understand here that I don’t think that my building was even singed, but as I was leaving my apartment, I was SURE that I could smell smoke and that my floor was unnecessarily warm. Ya, I think we’ve discovered why I’m single.
Anyway, I stood outside my building with a couple of people and watched the firemen (though, I suspect for very different reasons – I was hoping that they would strip down and spray eachother with the hose… sadly, this didn’t happen. Sigh). When we were finally allowed back in the building, it was about 2.3oam. I didn’t get much sleep that night – I was all wound up. Scary, but exciting nonetheless. 
With the added bonus of FIREMEN! AND Cops! And me out in my finest, Winnie the Pooh pyjama bottoms and oh-so-sexy zip-up hoody. Watch out, boys!
So, apparently I live in an apartment building with assholes. I came home from work two nights ago and went to pull into my parking spot, only to discover that the huge truck that parks on my right and the focus wagon that parks on my left had only left me enough room to get my car into my spot. But not enough room to open the doors. NICE. So, I had to park on the street overnight. Ya, I was pretty pissed. So when I got home last night, I found pretty much the same situation. So, I decided, “Screw it, I pay to park here, too” and wedged my car in, leaving myself enough room to open the driver’s side door & get out, but thereby screwing the focus on my left. Nope, she won’t be using the driver’s side door to get into her car tomorrow. Oh well. Maybe they should have left me a SPACE. Bastards.
