Tonight I went swimming at a pool near Marlo’s house – with Marlo. It was a new experience for both of us. It’s $4.40 between 7 and 9. Adult swim in Coquitlam was $2 but it cost me $2 to get out there so it’s only forty cents more. Trouble was it was pretty crowded – and at 8pm we got kicked out of our side pool to make room for the lousy aquafitters. The instructor’s voice was incredibly shrill and when Marlo and I were discussing the idea of signing up to audit the course (for shits and giggles) I thought that would be the biggest hurdle. It was fun to watch her dancing around like an idiot though. We kept bumping into and kicking other people, it was so crowded. Once my hand came up out of the water and hit the hand of a girl in the other lane coming from the opposite direction. I thought it was romantic, but Marlo compared it more to a high-five. There was a whirlpool room but it was closed off with a sign that read – DANGER – CLOSED FOR SUPERCHLORINATION.
Afterwards we went to get something to eat at a sushi place on main and for 4 bucks I had the yummiest sushi I’ve ever had. It was yam with a bit of cream cheese on top and the whole 8 pieces were covered in crispy potatoe shavings – like a bird’s nest. With the wasabi I could hardly taste the seaweed. Cheap and delicious. Then I biked home – and here I am! I have another story to tell you but it will have to wait until Chris takes a digital pic.
Tonight there was a to-do at a bar that I was invited to. Knitting in the Buff took precedence so I gave it a miss. If there was no Buff tonight, there would have been a reasonably good chance that I would have gone to the event (birthday party for a roommate of a friend), but the x-factor was: it was at a bar. It’s no big secret I don’t like bars. I think most of my closest friends feel the same way. Or at least – my true soul mates. There are so many reasons why bars irk me. I could start an itemized list comparing and contrasting, but it would be protracted and cumbersome. I would never organize an event at a bar if I could help it, but I guess I can understand why some people would – you don’t have to clean up after yourself. But with the smell and the noise and having to share space with mutants and the lack of environmental control and the general non-homey feeling, the cons heavily outweigh any pros. Plus bars are invariably downtown — which I am not a fan of, especially at night. I said I wasn’t going to compose a list so I better quit while I’m ahead. Restaurants are better, but I still prefer invading a person’s home over setting foot in a public venue. Plus a home doesn’t have to close at 2am or whatever, and sleepovers are easy!
Knitting in the Buff tonight was comprised of:
Reboot ep 3 “The Quick and the Fed” Dot gets brain-wiped by a magnet
Buffy ep 9 “Nightmares”. Some kid makes everyone’s nightmares become reality.
Look Around You “Water” and “Sulphur” for Janet’s benefit!
Spaced “episode 3” They go to a performance art show. This ep was a bit of a stinker, actually.
Black Books “The Blackout” episode 4. Bernard gets “blanked” and Manny drinks too much coffee.
Friday night I went over to James and we watched Capturing the Friedmans which was pretty disturbing but good. I slept over and had some Moose Tracks ice cream with Reese peanut butter uh…you know that stuff you pour over ice cream and it hardens and is delicious. Moose Tracks was vanilla with fudge and little tiny peanut butter cups in it. That was tasty and bad for me. James & Marlo went to bed earlier than me so I stayed up watching Abbott & Costello and The People’s Court. I want to watch more A&C.
Yesterday I went to the Luminares parade of lanterns thing-a-ma-jigger with Yvonne and Janet & Brian (the “&” signifies that Janet and Brian are “together” in “that” way, whereas the “and” just signifies that we were part of the same group). We met up with Satomi and Andrea & Brian (see?) and wandered around seeing lots and lots and lots of people, and fireworks, and people playing with fire, and my favourite part – bats. Bats are cool. They fly around like they’re drunk with their echolocation picking off moths and whatnot in midair. The scientific name for bats are chiroptera, which in and of itself is cool, and the ones I saw were probably hoary bats, cuz they were pretty big (for a North American bat) and they roost in trees and feed in open fields. Possibly could have been the aptly named big brown bat.
At one point yesterday I only had 21 megs on my hard drive, so I had to uninstall the old school D&D game that I’ve been playing on and off since I got back from vacation. Now back up to 200+ megs.
There is so much going on today! I’ve got a game of World Wildlife Federation of Justice at 4:30 and I was invited to go to a lake in Hope with Ursula and Anghold has her sci-fi movie night tonight, and Sam is having his hard-boiled detective movie marathon today. Too much stuff, really, because I can only do 1 of them (after WWFJ). I don’t even know what’s going to happen after the game. I don’t even know, do you hear me?