(Arms In Air) "Ohhhhhh!!!"

That's the reaction of the people watching the Raptors game in Cooper's Bar and Pub when Chris Bosh hit his buzzer beater from beyond half-court. I was one of them. I like watching games at Cooper's now; cheap eats and nice atmosphere (albeit a little too sausagey sometimes).

Just Pretend It Didn't Happen...

...don't make eye contact with people. That's the thought that came into my mind as I walked back to my car as I turned around as I walked towards the gym this morning with this in my hands:

Instead of this:

I usually keep both behind my driver's seat. And for one reason or the other, I took my snowbrush with me instead of my shower flip flops. Maybe I wasn't awake yet. Maybe.

You Know What Else Is Painful?

Waiting for a house to come up for sale in the neighbourhood you want.

Jeez, it's like I'm in a rush to get poor.

My Eyes Should Get Better

Because lately I've really been diggin' Carrot Cake. Yummm....so good

Celery cake be jealous

Heard In Church:

"...that minimum wage be raised to $10/hr. We pray to the Lord..."

My Mom even laughed. Is this allowed? Am I allowed to pray that the house of our dreams will be in ours in the near future too, then?

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My parents love the store Giant Tiger. I find that funny for some reason. Especially when the buy something just because it's on sale. Seriously, Wine Coolers?

Nothing's Changed...

...I'm still not a poker player. Never again do I plan on losing money that way. Never.

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Happy Birthday to my Mommy!

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Went to the No Stone concert at Execs with Arvin. Standard, good stuff. They added a wicked trumpet player; almost makes me want to practice again. I eventually will; I'll start when I run out of excuses.

Workmate Overload?

At least that's what Rowena would call it. Aside from seeing them at work, I have Diana's farewell party after work and then Kyle's poker party after that. Luckily, I don't mind my workmates that much.

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I'm impatient. I want a house.

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And thus concludes perhaps one of the boringest posts I have ever created.

Tuck And Roll

When you're falling, apparently you should tuck and roll. But, when you're falling when you don't expect it, it's much harder to. Especially when you're not fully awake yet and running after a basketball and the next thing you know you're on the ground.

Yeah. That's what happened to me today. As a result, this happened:

A little foundation should cover that up

Okay, fine, not that dramatic. But I did bruise my legs after tripping on Alan's foot while hustling after a rebound. And now...it hurts. The massage therapy session I went to helped a little, at least.

[chanelling my NBA dreams] Oh well, at this point in the season, everyone is battling through injuries [/channelling my NBA dreams]

I'm Gonna Get A Subscription...

...for SHARON. Oh snap, that's right, I went thurr.

Oh, I thought this mag was about S & M...

(I love you baby. I'm just joking. I love you. You.)

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Well, looks like sometimes newer things are better than older things (which, conversely means exactly the same thing as "sometimes older things are better than newer things"). The VC1's felt a little bit more comfortable than the VC2's, but it ended up giving me what felt like shin splits (or whatever they call it). Definitely need to break in these ones too.

Can I just say it one more time? "The Art of Shoe Humping." Oh snap that joke is funny

So the final ratings:

VC5>VC3>VC4>VC1>VC2

And now then, just gotta work on my game. Which, as we all know, is non-existant.

So Pretty You Have To Break Em' In

Out of all my VC's, I think the VC2 is the prettiest and best looking one. Unfortunately, it's also the most painful at this point.

The Art of...nevermind

They are one of those pairs of shoes you have to break in and have sore feet with before you get comfortable with them. Which brings me to this question I often ask myself: do you break in shoes so that the shoes are comfortable for your feet, or do your break in your feet so that it's comfortable for the shoes? Either way, my feet are going to hurt and I might as well wear the comfortable out of the box VC5's. So, tomorrow will be the last day for revising the rankings as I wear the VC1's. I already wore these, and if I remember correctly, they are also a break 'em in pair of shoes. Argh.

VC5>VC3>VC4>VC2

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Got a whole sandwich tray from Sharon yesterday. I am sick of sandwiches now.

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Got a raise at work! What!

(Unfortunately, still have a somewhat-inept boss. The plans are still in the works for a transfer, but we'll see what happens)

A New Favourite Has Emerged

The VC5's have proven to be the most comfortable shoe to date.

The Art of Shoe Humping. Get used to this joke.

Thus, VC5>VC3>VC4. Tomorrow, another revision to the scale as this whole "using the shoes instead of just looking at it" experiment is continuing, as the VC2's will be unearthed.

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So Sharon had a whole party tray of sandwiches left over from one of her seminars. Needless to say, I scored...and now will have sandwiches for lunch for the next 4 weeks.

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Ended up getting to Eaton Centre at 8:15pm with Sharon to go to the store bebe. On a Monday. With Sharon. And she ended up returning a dress she bought in Florida for a sexy blouse. Masarap!

Oh Well

There went that idea.

Eh, there will be other houses, I'm almost sure of it.

Cross Our Pingers

Saw a house that looks nice from the outside, and hopefully we're gonna check out the inside tomorrow. They say not to get attached to a house that is not yours...true. Very true.

For instance, I was driving around the gigantour houses by Erin Centre Dr. by Erin Mills Town Centre. The houses there make the house we're going to look at look like a garden shed. While I don't really want a house that big in the future (and no way in hell we're gonna be able to afford it anyway), I could just imagine having a house in the 5000-6000 sq. ft. range. And how empty it would be inside because there would be no way we'd be able to afford things like...furniture.

It's also scary to think that if we were to make an offer on the house, well, just exactly how the heck do we do that? When the hell did we become adults?

Also went to Canyon Creek with Sharon and BJ, and had a conversation about what Sharon and I do as a couple. The result? That we were resoundingly boring. I mean after this whole house hunting thing, what else are we going to do? Yikes.

Maybe It's Not The Shoes

Because now I beat Alan 3 times with my VC4's! Lost in that fact, however, is that he beat me 4 times, but that's besides the point.

So far, with my whole "going to wear the basketball shoes I already have instead of buying new ones" thing I'm going on right now, in terms of basketball performance: VC3>VC4. New rankings next week when I wear my VC5's.

The Art of Shoe Humping...woah...dejavu

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Seeing as how I spent two hours at the gym today (it's a day off), I decided a nice hearty lunch would do. So Jepot and I went to Mama Martino's...tasty. In fact, one of the best salad's I've ever eaten! I could've just eaten the salad and not the linguine and meatballs and would've been just as happy. One thing I've always known, though, and the effects are happening as I type this: pasta = sleeping pill

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My baby is coming home tonight from Florida, and I might shock her by telling her that Oakville looks like a nice place to live. There is one major thing I am hesitant about, though, and it's the prospect of spending upwards of 2 hours a day driving to and from work. Doesn't sound that bad if you break it down day by day, but over the course of a week/month/year? Yeah...ummm...

The Shoes? The Shoes!

It's gotta be the shoes! How to explain me beating Alan in basketball this morning four times in a row (when he virtually demolishes me every game prior to that)? The only thing that changed was I wore these babies today:

The art of shoe humping

VC3's. Tomorrow I'll try the VC4's. I have a feeling I'm going to lose, but whatever...the dude is 6', 230lbs with a sweet shot. So do I feel a sense of accomplishment? Yes, I would say. Yes.

For The Love Of...

SLOW DOWN!!! I just came home after witnessing a crash that could've involved me being T-Boned (and not the good kind of T-Bone).

I was waiting for the lights to turn green; in fact, I was waiting extra long because I was expecting the left-turn advance green light for the on-coming lanes. But, their advance light didn't go on. In retrospect, maybe it was a good thing I was waiting for that advance green instead of accelerating right away, because no more than one second later, a car in the perpendicular land came barreling through her stoplight...crashing into two cars from the oncoming lane. I even honked (oddly enough, I was the only one that honked. No one else, even those involved in the accident didn't honk. I guess it happened so fast)

I mean, the roads were pretty bad the past two days, yes, but this accident was just inexcusable. Even more so, someone has to be looking out for me because my car was this close to getting into an accident. Yikes.

Parallel Parking at its finest

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Heard a song on the radio today I haven't heard in a while and totally love. Don't know the name, but it goes: "ragga-ragga-ragga-ragga-ragga..." Awesome.

Didn't Get Food Poisoning?

Hug your local Public Health Inspector.

All this week is the official "Environmental Public Health Week" as perscribed by the ever so (sarcasm) illustrious (/sarcasm) Canadian Institute of Public Health Inspectors. We had a celebration today, and little Mikey made this slideshow highlighted by the background song of Growing Pains theme song. Absolutely awesome.

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Went to Spacific Mull with Arjay. Good fresh noodles, as always. And $2 bubble tea...gasalicious

Welcome Back Snow!

Now please go away. At least the icy kind that makes it really, really difficult to shovel a driveway.

I am somewhat relieved though. A winter without snow? Don't be ridculous Cousin Larry.

Sharon picked a nifty time to make her way to Florida for her company's sales meeting. Damn those pharma compaines are rich.

Curse Of The Confusing Movies

So Arvin and I went to watch "Curse Of The Golden Flower." Just like yesterday's movie, I'm not sure if I liked it. Some notes on the movie (some somewhat spoilers, so if you want to watch this movie, don't read ahead but if you do read ahead you'll know what I'm talking about):

-the face of the eldest son throughout the whole movie. He's either gay, a wimp, or a loser. Or a combination of all three

-all the incestiousness. It's almost like a redneck, Chinese imperial family

-the out-of-the-blue scene involving an old man in makeup character. Where the heck did he come from?

-so who exactly is the good guy and who exactly is the bad guy?

-the youngest son dying at the hands of the father when usually it's a form of punishment for Filipino kids

-jiggles

Crouching Jugs, Hidden Clevage

-waiting for the big fight scene, then the fight scene ending altogether too quickly

-flying ninjas. Pretty cool, until the Elves from the Lord Of The Rings showed up

After the movie, we were going to sneak in to another movie to watch Primevil. I never snuck into a theatre before. But we didn't. Instead, we promptly ate dim sum at Tremendous. It only seemed fitting to.

Children Of Men

Watched the movie with Sharon today. I'm not sure if I liked it. In a word, it was...interesting.

Also the shakey camera work didn't do much to alleviate a sense of dizziness. And the ending was as interesting as the rest of the movie. Yeah.