Monthly Archive: October 2003

Influenza’s Bitch

I’ve attached this phrase to my MSN handle for the time being. I’ve gotten one positive response from it, so I’m leaving it on for the next little while.

This morning I woke up feeling the best I’ve felt in the past few days, so I headed off to work. By the time I got there I was feeling less-than-perfect. Sure enough, it went downhill from there.

I was feeling particularly snarky towards coworkers today. I feel sorry for a few of them, actually. The feeling will pass, I’m sure.

One of the main reasons I came into work was for that damn flu shot. Before getting the shot I was required to fill out a form. One of the questions on it was “Do you have any respiratory illnesses or are feeling sick?” I circled “YES” for that question. Sure enough, I was rejected.

REJECTED!

So now I’m here back at home after some urging from my boss. I might just stay here for the next few days. Nothing’s pressing, so everything should be fine.

Phlegmtastic

It got to the point where I had to take a day or two off work. Today, I’m feeling a tad better. I’m still a bit light-headed, but getting better.

I’m getting bored here at home. I would’ve headed in to work, but my mom was insistent on me staying here. She was afraid about me spreading the flu…or whatever it is to everyone in the office. She’s probably right.

The ironic thing about all this is that the flu shot I mentioned before is scheduled for tomorrow.

Isn’t it ironic (donthca think)

KO

I was feeling alright this morning. The cough was just a dry cough. No big deal. But then, as the day progressed, things got worse and worse. Hell, I was even coughing as much as the guy who’d been sick for the past week (and came back yesterday). Bloody wonderful. On the way home, my condition just degraded. Now, I’m hunched up in front of my computer, complaining about how cold it is despite wearing three layers (t-shirt, golf shirt, sweater), hacking loudly, and aching all over.

My dad suggested sweating it off (besides taking medicine), and I’d agree. Often when I’d feel this shitty I’d just get under a blanket and sweat it away. It’s worked for me before. I don’t think it’ll get rid of everything now, but it might give me a head start.

Infection

There’s something going around in the office. I have no idea what it is, but people around me are getting it…and I think I’ve just picked it up too. I have a scratchy throat, and I’m starting to cough more frequently. I gave one of my coworkers a ride home with my dad in the van. I think he made my dad sick. It looks like it’s going to be “one of those” winters.

Dunno. I consider myself to be a sturdy guy. Many people have told me the same. I’m buying into it :) . I’ve never had a flu shot…err…at least I haven’t had one in recent years, despite the fact that it’s free for all Ontarians. This year will be the first for me. The company is running a flu clinic, and I’ve booked a time. I’m ready to be stabbed.

Cold weather could be a factor. Actually, today was the first time this season I’ve seen snow. It was only blowing light powder, but snow nonetheless. This early, though? It doesn’t bode well. Anyway, I’ve been feeling under the weather for a long time now–like I’m feeling lightheaded or something. I think it might be wise for me to go see a doctor. I probably won’t though, and just end up waiting through it–hoping that it’ll just go away. It’s making me wonder whether it’s something serious. In fact, I don’t think I can remember a recent time when I’ve felt alright.

Come to think of it…this can’t be good at all.

…hooboy.

I’ve said this phrase before: “no point in scaring myself.” I still hold that to be a truth. If it progresses into something worse I might just go see someone, but meanwhile I think I should be just fine.

Tofurkey

That’s been one of my favorite words this past week. A coworker mentioned the food in a disucssion about this past Thanksgiving. Who would even bother making a slab of soy product into a recognizable poultry product? It’s amusing.

This past week has been dreadfully uneventful. Even though it was a short work week, I was banging my head against the wall of my cubicle (and the walls of my coworker’s cubicle as well) hoping the end of the week would come sooner. Of course, it didn’t, but that was expected. Maybe I just wanted to know what it was like banging my head against a wall. Who knows.

This weekend, I went out to the mall just to walk around and look at stuff. I ended up dropping a bit of cash on a pair of pants. This is starting to worry me. This past weekend, as well as the one before that…whoo boy, and the one before that, too…have been days where I’ve spent money on some expensive stuff. I think it’s getting to the point where I need to cap my spending. I still need to pay for tuition, rent and books. I know I can make it, but if I continue spending blindly it’ll be close.

What happened? I used to be known as a thrift by my mom. Maybe now I’m just making up for lost time. I mean, it’s only recently when I’ve really started making the effort to get some “me” time. Fuck pure altruism. There’s enough room for me to be genuinely giving and generous while not forgetting about myself. It’s not about being selfish. It’s about valuing myself–which seems to be a new concept as of late.

It’s a change…but definitely a good one. Yay me.

Thick fog

This morning on the way to work the weather was not cooperating. It looks like I’m going to have to start walking more often to work because my father is now doing overtime at work and can’t make it back in time with the van for me to drive. There is no bloody way I’m waiting till 11 or 12 before I go to work. I’m sure my boss wouldn’t appreciate that either. In my area there aren’t that many proper sidewalks put in yet. I have to walk on dirt paths by the side of the road just to get to the bus route. Man, I was fearing for my life. Err…maybe I’m exaggerating, but the path is narrow and I’m fearing what could happen if a car loses control. I’d imagine it’d be even worse in the winter time. I just need to take care.

Come to think of it, this hasn’t been the only foggy day this Thanksgiving weekend.

Happy Thanksgiving, folks

On Friday we were invited to my mom’s friend’s house. She lives out in Whitby which is a town east of the city. She fed us really well (I was stuffed). Anyway, we were on the way home at about 9:45 or so. It was so damn foggy! There weren’t that many street lights either. I was relatively calm but on the inside I was freaking out. The way home was very hilly. There were a lot of ups and downs. Every time we went down into a valley like area we were engulfed by a thick fog. It reminded me of one of those horror movies…or something. Dunno. I almost expecting something like a deer to suddenly appear out of nowhere causing me to brake hard. Either a deer or a moose…or a trucker in a red plaid shirt…or a UFO…something. Of course it never happened. Although, if it did, I could add that to my list of “you had to be there” stories.

We didn’t do much for Thanksgiving. My aunt came over from Brampton which is cool. I like it when family is around. Otherwise, the house gets pretty lonely, you know? We didn’t do any big dinner or anything like that this year. For one thing, our family is not into the whole turkey thing. I mean, there are only three of us, and one big humungous bird. Unless we’re willing to face day after day of turkey sandwiches, turkey soups, turkey stir-fry…well, you get the idea. Not that there’s anything wrong with turkey. It’s a good meat…but there’s just too much.

My aunt gave another good reason. Without turkey, we’d probably end up with roast beef, or a big rotisserie chicken…or a pineapple ham…something along those lines. We often have meals like that anyway, so why should Thanksgiving be different? She’s right. For us it’s all about the family. That’s the way it’s always been.

Other than that it’s been a pretty uneventful weekend. I’ve been spending a lot of time with my new PS2. Yes, I’ve finally gone out and purchased one. On Saturday my mom, my aunt, and I went to Markville Shopping Centre.

Anyway, in the mall I spotted a Best Buy store…which is cool, cause I’ve never been in a Best Buy. That chain is fairly new to Canada. Future Shop has been our staple here, so going inside Best Buy was kind of a cheap thrill. And yeah, it’s a good store. Everything is displayed well. While my aunt and mom went to check out sub-woofers (holy crap, my aunt is an electronic nut) I went walking around. That’s when I spotted the pile of PS2′s. Normally they’re $250 here in Canada. However, several boxes immediately caught my eye.

$199.99???? What the fuck????

Well, I mean, that’s fairly good deal. Mind you, these were “open item” boxes. I didn’t mind at all. For that price, sure, I’d go open box. I’m sure I could’ve got something cheaper if I went on eBay or something like that, but these were in store from a reputable source. If something went wrong, I could’ve easily returned it–probably for something better. But, of course, there was nothing wrong at all. It works just fine. My first purchase was FFX…which is something I’ve been wanting to play for a very long time. I got that for cheap as well. I went into Electronics Boutique and got a previously owned copy. It was in excellent condition, so I see no problem with it. For $24, sure…why not? That’s been my splurge for this month.

So now I’ve become one of those people that own a system. This is my first console system (Gameboy doesn’t count). So, it’s a bit of a good feeling. I just hope it doesn’t eat up too much of my time.

So yeah, that’s my weekend. It’s a short workweek, so everything is going good so far. I hope it continues this way.

Dropping cash

This past Sunday I took the van up to Cookstown (about 45 min North of the city) with a group of my University buddies to go to the Cookstown Manufacturer’s Outlet Mall. It was a day or two after pay day (first pay day this term for a new) and I thought that it’d be cool to spend some cash to celebrate getting paid. It took me about…an hour and a half to round up everyone in the van. It just so happened that everyone was…too well spread out. One person lived north of the major highway through the city, two people lived south, and two people were far west. I remember thinking about the route I had to take, and thinking that it reminded me of damped oscillations.

I am such a geek.

We arrived at the mall at about…2:30 or so. We had until about 6 to do all of our shopping. I managed to snag two pairs of pants at the Calvin Klein outlet. They used to be $80 each, but I got them for $30…meaning I saved $100. I’m kind of proud of that. I definitely wasn’t the one who dropped the most cash though. The girls went nuts in one store that was selling items at $10 a pop. Needless to say, they were quite pleased. I’m sure they’re glad they got it all out of their system. I’m not saying it’s a “girl-thing”…but c’mon. When’s the last time you saw a guy get all giddy in a mall?

We left at around 6:30, and I didn’t finish the whole drop off thing until 8:30. Someone thanked me for organizing the event. I didn’t even realize it until that point. This was an event I organized. It wasn’t much, but I did it.

Overall, from this event, I’ve realized the following things:

  • I got lost easily when driving.
  • I have a sense of adventure when I’m lost. Some people say I’m stubborn by refusing to turn around. I will argue that there’s always more than one way to get to where you’re going.
  • I’m willing to take the slower route if it means less stress.
  • I’m now walking faster now that I have comfortable shoes
  • I don’t mind shopping at all.
  • I’d rather shop on my own to allow me to explore.

Red tide

The province has just changed hands. The Liberals have won 72 of 103 seats, and I’m rather pleased. I’ve been hoping for the province to lean back to the left, and it has happened. The thing that has been getting my goat about the past Conservative government is the steady increase in the cost of tuition. It’s still considerably lower than costs in the States, but it’s still making a big dent in my wallet whenever the time comes to pay.

Just over the past two days, I’ve been noticing more and more that I have a really bad habit of cursing at work. When talking with other guys in the techwriting department its…”fuck” this, “fuckin’” that. Before, it didn’t bother me, but then I started becoming more vocal…and I became more conscious. I don’t hear anyone else around me swearing. I wonder how well they can hear me. I wonder if anyone is annoyed.

I’m a kind, peaceful guy. This ain’t right.

You know, for that matter, I’ve also been becoming more prone to road rage. I’m increasingly yelling more and more at the slightest things that wouldn’t have bothered me before. I used the car horn for the first time (in a very VERY long time) this morning. I felt guilty afterwards. The guilt was fleeting though as the guy continued to weave in ridiculously tight traffic. What the hell?

Honestly, it’s probably nothing compared to some other places. I’m sure people are more vocal in certain American cities. Hell, I’m sure some of them’d be willing to pull out shotguns (that’s an unfair assumption, isn’t it?). Here in Toronto though…at least in the northern part of the city…people are generally patient. I used to be that way. Now I’m just constantly annoyed.

Maybe it’s the music I listen to while I drive as well. Two CDs that I play often are Fallen by Evnescence, and Lenny by Lenny Kravitz. They’re not exactly calming.

All it comes down to then is my ability to relax. I need to find some method to “let go” in the middle of a traffic jam.

Let. Go.

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