I have a wedding to attend in two hours. I don’t exactly have a dress for this shindig. The plan for today was to roam the blocks of Main St. and scour the stores of Metropolis for the perfect outfit and hopefully find some fancy jewelery and a pair of snazzy shoes along the way. I executed on that aforementioned plan.
I came home with a turtle neck sweater.
Mission failed.
My favorite pair of black sweat pants are almost dead. I’m planning a memorial. All will be invited.
You know what I totally love? Sitting in the row immediately behind the first class flyers, where roomy two-seaters transitions to compact three seaters. Here’s why this is so awesome – I’m in the middle seat, with no assigned TV (because there’s no seat backing in front of me in which a TV would’ve been installed) and I have no tray table. So in lieu of losing myself in a couple hours of Hollywood entertainment, I get to sit in an uncomfortable, quasi-cross-legged position, with my laptop perched on my knees, as I attempt to write a thoroughly sarcastic blog entry about my amazing flight experience. It’s a really great feeling. High five for awesome leg cramps!!
I’m coming home after spending 5.5 days in San Francisco. Half the time I was working, but the other half, when I wasn’t I on my laptop or my blackberry, I was soaking in some serious SF’ness and I’m not going to lie, it tasted a lot like Vancouver mixed in with some ornate buildings and a fresh dose of Black people. The city has a lot irresistible character, unique traits that maybe natives will take for granted. Or maybe not. Many San Fransiconians who I’ve met have proudly touted the wonder of their beloved city. And they should, it’s a great place. I could move here and likely acclimatize with much ease.
I met/befriended some crazy nice people too. Just to clarify – the people, themselves, weren’t crazy. Their magnitude of nice was crazy. I wish I was still there just so I could have more time to make them my new BFFs. Now I’m relegated to enigmatically blogging about their awesomeness in the hope that they are one of the 5 people who are frequently logged as visitors to this site. I’m anticipating for our paths to cross again though, mostly because I’m going to start stalking you guys. I have your phone numbers and I know where you all live/work. Friends forever, everybody. Forever and ever.
OMG!! I just discovered a tray table tucked away in the arm of my seat! OMG!! I just discovered a TV screen tucked away in the other arm.
Air Canada is so lame.
San Francisco is F’ING freezing. I want to set myself on fire.
At 11:12 PM – I came across these funny dudes. I’ve resolved to start stalking them in the hope of one day becoming their friend or at the very least, making a couple look-a-like friends who wear similar T-shirts.
At 11:40 PM – I found Frodo excitedly performing a hilariously gay dance in his crazy yellow get-up. I’ve watched this 7 times and each time I’m as giddy as the last. Okay, that’s a lie, it’s been 27 times and it’s started to tire a bit, but I still encourage you all to do the dancey dance.
At 12:02 AM – My friend informed me of this. Yep, my favorite band is finally returning to Vancouver after 3 years. Please let me know if you would like to be my date for the concert, and join me in rhythmically swaying to the sweet melodic lamentations of the world’s greatest band that’s led by a guy named Jim. You need to bring the tissue and I’ll bring the snot and tears. It’ll be a sexy time.