June 2012
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A day busy with errands in between bouts of laziness. Picked up my diploma (I’m not going to frame it but for now it’s upright on the bookshelf leaning against the wall as though waiting for a frame), bought armloads of beer so that we would have plenty to drink on holiday Monday (we will probably not make it back to Canada for Canada Day which is a shame but beer can help with that),...
The bus home from work took a detour to avoid the soccer fans dancing in the streets downtown. I wanted to read, although the trip was short, but I couldn’t get my new ereader out of my purse; it was overstuffed with things I needed to bring home. Although I could have retrieved the ereader from its location beneath my giant glass water bottle, wallet, cardigan, little blue notebook, and...
Over the weekend someone finally cleaned up the thimble of ketchup spilled on the bottom step in the emergency stairwell. It was there for weeks, and every day as I stepped over it I thought that I should probably call housekeeping to ask them clean it up and wondered why no one else had. Was it not housekeeping’s job to clean the stairwells? Had we exempted the stairwells from their usual...
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