Stupid Kids

So....i fell into the hot topic hole.  I might as well embrace the embarrassment that is me dressing like a tween forever.  But they had a large doctor who section....where i bought two doctor who shirts....and a marvel shirt and marvel and doctor who earrings.....it was amazing and terrifying at the same time.

Yesterday i went to see The Princess Bride, it was showing at Yonge/Dundas. Going home, i get onto the subway and there is this woman, she is dressed super stylishly with her hair and make up all perfect, she was wearing mirrored aviators....and sitting all chill like.  My immediate thought was that woman is trying WAY TOO HARD to look cool...like way to hard.  And then dismissed her because i got all distracted.  One of my biggest pet peeves is when a person goes to hold the pole right by the three seater (the one closes to the doors) and like all but hugs this pole which essentially brings their crotch right in my face if i am sitting in the first seat of the three seater.  Seriously, you don't know where that pole has been why do you feel the need to wrap yourself around it.  You don't look like a stripper.  It is probably nothing, i just get irrationally annoyed when people, or i should say strangers, enter my personal space.  And seem completely oblivious to respecting the personal space bubble.  Like if someone stands right in front of you on an empty subway platform.  SERIOUSLY??? can't stand two inches to the left or right, your prefered waiting spot is directly in front of me.  You don't know me...i could be a deranged person that pushes people onto the tracks.....I'm not, but you don't know that.  And you just leave your back completely vulnerable.  Crazy.

Okay...i have totally gotten off topic here.

Where was i?  Oh yah, personal space ignorers and that girl trying way too hard.  So i am getting off at my stop and i notice....that girl, the try hard one, she hasn't moved at all, she is in the exact same position as when i got on the train.  My brain immediately goes to OMG she is totally dead...but then i thought more and was like, she is totally a person/manikin like Jeff from today's special and she has lost her hat!

Then i completely forgot about her because the up escalator at my station was not working again.  SERIOUSLY??? that is like the the 7th time in two weeks.  Stupid kids, stop pressing the damn emergency stop button.  I don't have proof that it is teenagers, but my old man senses are tingling and who else is careless enough to enjoy climbing 85 freaking stairs.  Because that is how many stairs there are to get to street level at my station.

Anyways...enjoy your weekend.

Broken Brain

I have been having weird dreams all week.  I could describe snipets of each dream, but i can never remember the full dream....and they never really make sense.  Monday i had a baby dog, and tuesday i was in some sort of sobriety jail where to be free i had to answer 'skill testing' questions and do yoga.  But last night.....last night was a winner.  I was at college but it was staying at apparently alex and cathie's house.  I carried around a giant bag to each class, like i was prepared to move at any moment.  Then i was in a Kit Packing class....which is weird class topic but on top of that..i knew i was not actually enrolled in the class. After the class to add to the weirdness, i attempted to flirt with the instructor.  We all know my flirting skills are below par...and i am super awkward when it comes to social interactions.  So....that was fun....i embarrassed myself in my own dream.

In real life news.  I have been working hard for my money....i am moving teams so that will be an exciting new chapter.

I have been told at work, i need to plan my vacations.  So what days do i want to take off?  My birthday for certain but that is as far as i got.

I was suppose to go on a road trip with Kelly but she bailed on me for Stratford.  Oh well.  Maybe i will hit up new york on my own.

Do you know i turn 34 in like 3 months.  Seriously dude.....i have accomplished very little in my life, i run from romantic relationships, i have not gotten far at work, and i live with a cat in a rented apartment filled with clothes.  Although if my goal in life is to be a crazy cat lady....i am well on my way.  Maybe i should shake things up and get a puppy.

Easter Adventures

It is normal for me to not celebrate easter.  My mom and dad always go away, and i have to cat sit at their place.  Also, my two sisters spend easter with their husband's families.  I could get invited to any number of easter celebrations, i have been.  But mom wants me to stay with her cats on the weekends.  So every easter, i pick a tv series and marathon it over easter.  I order swiss chalet and craft.  It is a great way to spend a weekend.  I actually think going to an easter dinner would be not enjoyable because the weekend i just described is my dream weekend.

So i marathoned season two of Scandal this weekend.  It was intense!  I now need season 3 like immediately.

On friday, me and Amy had a great day, we went for a walk with Austin, did some alterations, and painted our nails.  I really enjoyed our day.  We also made plans for future crafts days.  We have decided to focus on storage crafts.  I am super excited.

I ran a race

and my prize is a wonderful sore throat (i have no voice) and terribly sore calves.

Before i talk about my weekend and all the awesome that happened, i need to give you a heads up about when i don't feel well.  I am normally pretty laid back and although i am passive aggressive in my head, i am not really passive aggressive out loud.  Well....sick me...HATES THE WORLD.  I literally want everyone to just run off a cliff or something because i am so tired and grumpy i want to talk to no one, and deal with no one and just hibernate in my bed.  But i am not home sick today enjoying netflix and making remy hug me. No...i am at work because i have an important meeting and reception duty.  Once i am finished those two things...i am probably going to take off early and if things don't get better tomorrow...i will call in sick. The worst thing is i haven't really had a bad throat infection in a long while.  I have mainly had chest colds all winter left over from that wonderful pneumonia. So it was a surprise to wake up with no voice this morning....NO VOICE.  i can't even yell at people in my anger because i have no voice.

Okay now that the rant is over, here is how my weekend went.
Captain America on Friday...god i love that movie!

Saturday, i headed out to my parents to cat sit and i have to take the subway which includes like every transfer possible (university to bloor line to RT to bus) It takes me about 2 hours to get to my parents house that way but saturday it was magical......every time i got to a transfer point...the ttc was waiting for me.  It was like they held it just for me and i got on and we immediately moved.  It was such a smooth transition...i got to my parents in like 1:10 (the ten minutes was to walk from the bus stop).
The yonge street 10km was on sunday morning.  I was slightly panicked (okay super nervous). my first race back since broken ankle of 2013.  I didn't sleep saturday night...tossed and turned and worried about the race.  Got up at like 6am (the worst) because we had to be back downtown at the race for 8:40.  Andrea picked me up and we drove and parked near my apartment and walked to the start of the race at Yonge/Eglinton (about a 3km walk) we are clearly insane...but andrea called it a warm up.  Then we ran. The first three km were cake (i think that is my distance) and i probably would have stopped after but Andrea kept me going to the 5km mark.  Then Andrea got a terrible stitch in her side and we ran and walked from 5 - 7 km.  When we hit 7km...i started pushing andrea to run a bit more.  I knew she had a time goal, and i wanted her to beat it.  We crossed the finish with at time of 1:15.  So first race back completed!  Although i am pretty sure i got this throat infection from being all sweaty and then standing around after the race with all that cold wind.  Stupid running.
Although i will say, the free sunglasses i got as part of the race kit.  AMAZING and my favourite thing i have ever got from any race....the tshirts never fit me because you need to have like zero boob for them to not be a crop top.  The medals are nice but i don't really do anything with them.  But those sunglasses AMAZING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Anyways....that was my weekend and now i am at work and super sick and grumpy with reception duty where i will be hardly able to speak as well as not be very friendly.  Wish me luck!

Count Down

10km will be run on Sunday.  I will survive it but will i regret it???  Well i think i get a free pair of sunglasses..so it is not a complete waste.  But on Monday i believe i am going to be in a lot of pain.

In other news....I am feeling the spring.  I pulled out my leather jacket...and i put on my sneaker wedges. Yup i am ready for spring.

Issues

I woke up today a grumpy panda.  Delays everywhere, on the subway, at work (there is only one elevator working in our building and i would normally just take the stairs but dude, i was too grumpy to climb stairs.  I know, i know...my family would say "i missed a fitness opportunity" But i say....BOOOOOOOOOOOOO it is morning and i am tired.

Also, i already knew i had stubborn hair but i thought the drastic cut would not only be awesomely stylish and cool but teach my hair to get in line because i am not opposed to cutting it all off.  But i have this one hair that likes to flop the other direction....just the one hair. So even at it's shortest....me and my hair are still at odds

Sunday is the day of the 10km.  And i have been working hard...my running is getting stronger and stronger...but 10km is a lot longer than i have done in a very long time.  It seems like a very bad decision i made to run this race.....seriously??????  Why am i crazy?

I am also feeling the work blahs again.  I wonder if it isn't work and it is me...if i am the problem?  I love the people but i cannot gather any enthusiasm for the work i do on a daily basis.  If i can be completely honest...i thought i would have "achieved" a lot more by now....i don't even really know what i mean by achieved.

Caution ahead...i am going to have myself a little pity party.

But let's look at it....i am stubbornly single and run from any sort of emotionally romantic commitment....i am still just on the bottom level of the work pyramid....i am super lazy....i have all these creative ideas and stuff but i have little follow through.....and i have no will power when it comes to eating responsibly.

Okay...in the grand scheme of things....i am very lucky...i have a good job, i have talents i am proud of, a family i love, friends who are awesome.  These are great!  But all my issues are internal...i expect better of myself.  I am my own worst critic.  I am never impressed with myself...i always think i can do better.

OKAY.....pity party over.

Now back to faking it until i make it....if only i wasn't such a bad liar.

I DID IT

I cut off all my hair.  I had so much hair and it was so heavy....i couldn't take it any more...AT ALL.

So BAM....cut it all off.

This is right after it was done.  I was still in complete shock.

But after playing with it for awhile, i love it.  It is so fun and short and sassy.

Kelly says i have taken on a new sassy personality to go with my new sassy hair.

It's Working

So you know how i constantly talk about how i am the old grumpy man.  Well it is happening...I got a new old man power.  

Last night i noticed my ankle was quite sore right where the break was......today it's raining!!! That's right...I CAN NOW PREDICT THE WEATHER.  I can also now use the saying "i feel it in my bones".  Everythings coming up ME!

Seriously, this is so exciting.  Finally the broken ankle gives me something other than rage and dramatic stories.  It gives me weather prediction and i can now fit in with the other people down at the old folks home steph keeps trying to send me to.

I Made a HUGE Mistake

I should have stayed home today!

So....i get home from work yesterday and my head feels like it is literally going to explode.  I feel horrible and i am not a happy panda.  I am so not feeling good that i am in bed by 10pm...and asleep before 11pm. I know most people would be like...big deal 10 pm isn't early.  But in my land it is super early.

Then i had weird dreams where i was being forced to marry justin beiber.  it was not a great situation.  They kept making me try on these weird dresses.  and i was not into it at all.  I don't know why i had that dream...i am going to blame it on paint and carpet fumes.

My grump levels are like through the roof today.  If i could actually explode things with my mind...today...everything would be exploded.  EVERYTHING!