SteelRose

~~The shit part of gaining perspective is that it always comes at a price~~


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Jut
boron3
I have had a nice week.
Worked OLA, thought I was getting sick so I skipped the parties and stuff. Had a perfect sales call with Bakka-Phoenix. MC's b-day today, so yeah, I'm not going to complain.

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Jut
boron3
Oh hey livejournal.
No, I didn't forget you, I just ignored you.
Anyhow..

Today was an interesting day.
We'll start things off with lunch with the book review editor at the Globe and Mail which was pretty alright, although Sharon asked me why I was going to go see him and reminded her that this was her idea, after all, and that it would be good for us.
Fast forward to tonight at Book City where two interesting things happened. I'll start with the fun one.
A woman was in with her two young boys, looking for Star Wars books. They had put a Jedi manual aside earlier and were pretty jazzed about that, and Carol was helping them look for a board book of the Millennium Falcon which we had recently but seemed to be out of. Anyhow, they browsed around, and Carol was looking after them. She asked her one son to tell Carol what he was for Hallowe'en, and I heard him quietly say, "Luke Skywalker." Pretty cool. Then I hear, "Rowan, tell them what you were for Hallowe'en." And I'm looking at this chick like she's out of her mind. I mean, yeah, I was Darth Nihilus, but how did she know my name? Then I see her looking pointedly at son number two: "Rowan, tell her what you were for Hallowe'en." Aaaaah. He was Darth Vader for Hallowe'en. She asked him to spell his name to me because I told her I was Rowan too, although he was Rohan, because she was going for the LotR nerd thing, too. That was pretty alright. It was a moment.
Incident number two needs some background.
For the past few weeks we've been noticing single copies of the Toronto Star going missing most mornings. It's a pain, but we deal with the loss. A few weeks ago, a regular spotted someone rooting through our papers early in the morning and gave us a description of the person - its a dude we see in the hood, the kind of guy by the looks of him looks like he'd try to steal newspapers. Fine, we can't do anything unless we catch him doing it, and if he's doing it at 6 in the morning we can't do anything.
So tonight I'm on cash while Carol is away, and JR is chatting with me at the front. I see our suspected newspaper thief come by and take a newspaper and walk off. So I tell JR that I just saw our thief take a paper and leave. So JR goes out after him. I man the store, and look down the street to where there is a slight altercation. JR has taken the paper and is speaking sternly to the man. He comes back, and puts the paper back and comes inside. Almost immediately, the guy comes back and takes it again. So JR goes out and gets it back and explains that he can't do this. IN THE MEANTIME the guy isn't really paying attention, he's looking at the other copy of the Star still sitting on the rack and starts trying to take it. Now this goes from bizarre to sad as this continues to happen. JR explains emphatically to him how commerce works, that we need to be paid in exchange for goods. The guy doesn't say anything, just looks sort of annoyed that we're preventing him from getting a newspaper. JR later compared it to a dog that knows we have dog treats and the owner / you / whatever is just getting in the way of that thing that they know they want and are going to eat, and are somewhat perplexed as to why you are creating a barrier to obstruct their getting what they want. JR would almost literally chase this guy away only to have him come back moments later, apparently forgetting what had happened and try to take a paper again. We brought the newspaper stands in because it was just too painful to watch and deal with. There really didn't seem to be anything we could do to impart that he couldn't just take the newspaper. We shall see what develops.

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Jut
boron3
So after my shift at Book City today I am on holiday. I told my boss at Fitz that I was going to be taking a week off - she then asked me to give her a ride to her boyfriend's place (his work, fortunately, which is just around the corner from our office) and asked where I was going to go. I said I didn't really know, but going up to Haileybury in northern Ontario would be pretty cool, as the biggest house in Canada is there and that might be fun to look at. I also said the biggest cliff in Canda was there, so I could throw myself off if the house didn't live up to my expectations. Even before I got to the throwing myself off part, she was shaking her head saying, "no, no, don't do that - we need you back here."



That's about the nicest thing she's said to me ever.

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Jut
boron3
lying, cheating, two-faced whores
wrecking all that isn't yours
fall from grace to bathe in shit
the more you push, the more i resist


Aaah, livejournal, I know, you are the neglected child of the internet.
Fear not! I'm paying attention to you for the moment.
The short of everything is I've had a stressful summer. The long of it is that everything is prolly fine. More or less. Ish.
I've been drinking this fantastic rum called Kraken and I am thrilled it's here in Canada because it's great. I'm also paying homage to Tyler in Bermuda by drinking Dark n Stormys, which are pretty terrific.
Ennh, that's it.

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Jut
boron3
Woo, short week.
There is an ever-diminishing number of people who read the ell-jays, but this came up somehow at work and it's something that has annoyed me, and probably been commented on on various fan forums and other crap in the Harry Potter universe.
So, normal people can't see magical things - they'd walk right past Hogwarts, can't see unicorns or Dobby or anything else like that. But can magical things interact with non-magical things? Could a hoard of angry dragons or giants happily wipe out a city (and don't say 'no the wizards would stop them' because it never really seems like the wizards care at all about muggles..) because there wouldn't be anything that they could do to stop them. Death Eaters could kill you now and no one would know.
Anyhow, rant aside, long weekend count-down. Not that I have any more time off than usual (free sunday, woo) - going to Mich's cottage tonight, back in the a.m. tomorrow to go to Book City for 10:30, then work Saturday morning, then back to the cottage that night.
Also back in to playing Dwarf Fortress, which is a colossal waste of time, but I think I'm almost getting the hang of it. Again. Until they all die spectacularly.

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Jut
boron3
What the hell is with people driving in the past couple of days? I've had to honk at two people on two different occasions and I am one, as most of you know, who uses their horn sparingly.
First incident was coming southbound on Woodbine and some dude pulled out of the Shopper's up at O'Connor - fully looking the other way w/o a care that he was going to get t-boned by southbound traffic. So I honked. He finally turned to look at me and held eye contact while he slowly made his turn. I gave him the "what the hell are you doing hands" and he told me to "fuck off, dickhead!" because I'm the bad guy.
Tonight coming home from Systema, lil sis and I were going east along Glen Cameron and this dude was going my way, but in front of me. So the road goes two lanes either direction and he pulls into the right lane as we approach the traffic light, which just turned green. So I figure he's turning right, and I move to pass him, and then the son of a bitch drifts back into my lane while I'm almost right next to him. I can't move left, because there's a car incoming. So I honk and stop, he stops and looks at me, I go past him, and he follows me down to Bayview and then down to Steeles. I go into the left-hand-turn lane, and he's in the far left through lane. As he passes me, he's looking over his shoulder staring at me. Light turns green, the left turners go, and he's just sitting there at the green and yells something in Chinese at me. I sent a text to a guy at work who speaks it, and he says that the guy called me a retard probably. Sigh. Really? Because he doesn't use turn signals or check his mirrors? wtf? It's going to be that kind of summer.
In other news I've been weekending down at Michelle's parent's place, which has been pretty good times on lake Erie.
Anyhow, to sleep!

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Jut
boron3
Holy smokes, it's been a weekend.
This was the weekend of the long awaited first annual Bunga Bunga Party, which ends up being mostly a reason to eat, drink and be merry. The party was also the final destination of my friend Niki's birthday, and a pit-stop for Christine's semi-birthday party.
But first: I had to take Michelle's kids down to Wainfleet to stay w/ her folks for the weekend. We spent the night down in Niagara region since I didn't feel like driving all the way back, and Michelle's sister had just arrived home from Ecuador so I figured it would be nice for them to have some time together. I finished reading The Psychopath Test and will be quietly trying to determine who of the people I know are psychotic.. not dangerous psycho, but maybe executive psycho where you lack certain normal person qualities, but those deficiencies allow you to excel in the world of business. Or you're just a crazy person. Anyhow, we spent the night and stayed later than I would have liked in the morning, but we were fed, and we zoomed back to Toronto. Some expediency was required since Niki's bf had asked me earlier in the week if he could drop a cake off at my house (ice cream cake) the day of the party so they could have cake. Of course! But he had said noon and it was shortly after that when we got back to my place.
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Staring out at lake Erie from the 'cottage' - there's a big boat out there!
I had to run around and get last-minute groceries, and David texted me and I told him to knock, since Mich was making ribs and was home. We spent the next 6 hours actively cooking, and I don't think I really stopped running around until after 10. I felt a little loopy, since I didn't give myself any real time to enjoy the party, but I was happy that other people were having a good time and everything went more or less smoothly, save for some excitement with the bbq... but all in all, it was good. We had 3 kinds of wings, two kinds of ribs, roasted potatoes, pulled pork, coleslaw, bean salad, cupcakes, ice-cream cake, corn (which sadly failed since the bbq didn't behave), sangria, whatever other people brought to drink.. and probably some more food. I was happy that people were there and had a good time, I was also happy when everyone went home.
The next day (well, today) was lovely - Michelle and I ate leftovers (and food that didn't make it out to the party - if people were inside we were going to have dip, hummus, baba ganoush and pita and brie, but no one was indoors so that got missed. We left for Niagara around 1, since I am making some business down there.. or trying to. Planning on it, let's say. I'm hoping to sell wine journals and a book about Niagara wineries and the best value wines at the LCBO book to wineries as an alternative channel for books. I think it's a great idea, damnit. And it'll give me an opportunity to dick around wine region for a few days. So we went to a couple of places, and I'm going to try to go down there again on Thursday and poke around.
While I was down there, Christine called me and told me that the littlest babe, J, had gotten out. She found a black cat poking around my place in the afternoon and was trying to coax him out so she could grab him. I was panicking, because the little babe had been trying to escape more recently since the weather was nice. I will let him out only if I'm with him and he's not going to run anywhere. He's very fast, and I thought that maybe he had crept out while I was leaving with Mich... I mean, I was pretty sure he had been in the bedroom, but he is very fast.
I called back and Christine had caught him and put him in my apt. I was relieved, and didn't worry about it too much. I saw a black cat on Woodbine which scared me - since I thought if I hadn't let him sneak out somehow, maybe there was a tear in a screen that he had made his escape through. Anyhow, I got home and was delighted to see my kitty greet me at the door. I gave J a stern talking to, and settled down for a late dinner and finish watching a Star Wars movie. I filled up p J's bowl, even though I had filled it before I left home. I thought being outside maybe freaked him out and he needed more food.
I was past the bean salad and had moved onto some brie and crackers. I saw J on the bed dozing, and then I saw J climb out from under the bed, stretch, and come towards me.
IT IS VERY DISCONCERTING HAVING TWO NEAR-IDENTICAL CATS IN YOUR HOUSE WHEN YOU EXPECT ONLY ONE.
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Mystery Cat
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My baby J
Other cat.. and J seemed to get along ok. Other cat would make low grumbly distressed noises. He did look an awful lot like J to be fair... easy enough to get wrong. I let him go, because there was probably someone wondering where he was. It took a while to convince myself I had let the right one out again. He did not have J's little ear tufts.
Short of it - it was long. Also, I saw a snapping turtle by the side of the road near Wainfleet. I circled back to double check. He was pretty big, and didn't appreciate me trying to nudge him away from the road. He hissed and opened his mouth wide. I wasn't worried until I remembered that I no longer had steel-toe boots on and backed off. Mich thought this was all very funny from the car.
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Me examining the turtle from.. Mich taking pictures from the safety of the car
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Turtle up close

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Jut
boron3
I've had this open to post something all day so I figure I'd better :P 
Weekend was nice - though a bit chilly for a bbq on Saturday night over at Michelle's, though the beer-can chicken turned out really good. Cyn came down to Bill's on Sunday for pancakes - she's running off to almost Manitoba for a couple months for work. The downside is she misses the bunga bunga party, but she's agreed to join us via webcam :P I am excited - it's only like a week and a half away.
Ahhhh... Systema tonight. I forgot to make my sister a dvd of old cartoon movies. Sad face.

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Jut
boron3
I had thought of something pretty clever to put with the link below.. but now I really can't think of what it is.
Just pretend this is a quote from Harrison Ford.

So nice. Too bad I don't reallly have money to burn on a few glasses. But when I do, I will be rolling Rick Deckard style!
Short week is almost over. Need the boss to show up to get some things taken care of. Also need to make sure I get some stuff out the door today or all is lost!

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Jut
boron3
Yes I've been ignoring this.
But I am on a mission.
I'm trying to find that terrifying liquor store that I went to that time in Camden. It is proving more difficult than I thought. I've found one candidate, but its a crap shoot. I have absolutely no desire (well, a little desire) to go back down there and look for it. However, I don't want to die, so it's probably best that I steer clear.
Woo, holiday pay :D
Boo, working on a holiday D:

PS This is the front-runner for the liquor store
Buster's Liquors, South 3rd Street, Camden, NJ, United States
The googlemap thing isn't loving me so you can look it up. Kyra, Geoff, Cyn - the sign looks wrong, but it feels almost right.

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