Dream to Remember

Dear Me,

The falling? It has to stop. Not helping the knee issue, like, at all. And now my arm hurts.

No love,

You



When did I get so clumsy?

I was going to go easy on myself and, you know.. sleep tonight, but I was having far too much fun making the next story.

And I do realize I got around to posting this at the very worst time.

But...

Here.


And I hate Twilight.

For something so short, this makes me silly happy. ::laughs::


Anyway.. I'll mention now that I think the interview went well. But at the same time, I don't have (or want to have..) high hopes, just because things don't usually work out for me. If it happens, yey, but if not, it'd be as expected.

Toronto was lovely. My plan to park at a station worked perfectly, so I only had to pay subway fare here and there.

I first went to St. Lawrence Market. When I came out of the subway station, I had no idea which way to go, so I started going right, then stopped, took a few pictures, then turned and went left. After walking a block, I found a map and tried to figure out where I was, but it didn't have the market listed. Some guy saw me and asked if I needed help. I told him what I was looking for and he gave me easy-peasy directions. As expected, if I'd kept on going right I would have come across it. But it was all good. And the market itself was really neat. Just a lot of food stalls, but it smelled delicious! I bought some organic tomatoes and a peameal bacon sandwich. Yum!

Then I headed to Yonge-Dundas Square. It was beautiful! Lots of expensive shops, huge, brilliant screens, and street performers. Very exciting. I stopped by the World's Biggest Bookstore, but everything in Canada is more expensive (or at least feels like it, given the exchange rate, but probably actually costs the same.. .^^ ), so I figured if I found any books I just had to have (I didn't), I could make note of them and get them back home. But it was fun. And in the middle of the square was this guy playing totally awesome music. Like... it sounded like a whole band was there, but it was just this one guy with a bunch of instruments strapped to his body. I was impressed.

Also went inside the Eaton Centre, which was basically a huge mall, but all I bought was this pineapple-coconut juice thing. But it was cool, 'cause they made it in this plastic cup, then had the cup sealed... it was neat.

Went back to the car, then lost my way to the hotel, checked in no problem. Then, knowing my issues with getting lost, I decided to do a test drive to the building where the interview would be. This turned out to be the best thing, because it was really really difficult to navigate my way there. I ended up getting crazy lost three times on the test drive, and the trip, which should have taken 15 minutes, took over an hour. I was glad I did it, because I'd hate to have that happen when trying to get to the interview. And for good measure, I did a second test run, to make sure I had it down.

The day of the interview, though, there ended up being SOU much traffic. That 15-minute drive still ended up taking 45 minutes. .>_> Luckily I left an hour early. .^^;; I had intended on getting there pretty early, but ended up being right on time.

After the interview I went home, and of course got lost, so the 5 hour trip took 7. Heh....


So I got four hours of sleep that night, then had to get up ridiculously early to get my MRI. That was a neat experience, for sure. The machine was big and cool... and loud. It took longer than expected, and I think I actually fell asleep at one point. But they gave me a disk with the images on it. Too bad I have no idea how to look at them. .^^ I understand "That's a leg, there's the knee," but I don't know how to spot a tear.

I will say, though.... my legs, from the inside, look delicious. XD I swear to gods, if I'm ever stranded on a deserted island and starving to death, I'm totally going to just cook up a chunk of my leg, because that is one tasty looking hunk of meat. XD XD

On the 30th I go back to the joint specialist, and he'll tell me if he sees anything wrong. And if not... I don't know. I really want this fixed, but I'm tired of getting tests (most notably, paying for these tests) and being told "I don't see anything." I'll just live as a gimp. .;_;

I'm also probably going to ask for more vicodin when I go back. .>_>


And last but not least... I had today off, so managed to take dollie pictures. .^_^ Super special and important story, coming soon!

I feel like this morning, and the whole MRI thing, was a completely different day than right now is. .@_@

And on top of everything else, I have cramps of DOOM.


*sigh* I'll elaborate and get to other stuff later...... When I'm feeling better....
Maybe.

Why dogs are better than cats:

When you drop your spool of thread you can point at it and go "Get it!!" and she'll get it and bring it to you. =P

Also, this.

Sooooo busy~~~~~ .@_@

Went to the orthopedic doctor today, since my knee is still hurting me. They took more xrays that didn't show anything, so recommended I go get an MRI. Doctor guy said it sounds like there's an actual tear in the menisci, so depending on what the MRI shows, I might have to get a bit o' minor surgery.
And while I really really want this fixed, I can't help but fret over how much all this is going to cost. .-_- I have good insurance, but............ I'm poor!

Leaving for Toronto tomorrow morning. I finally officially decided not to go to the CN Tower, but have found a huge mall to check out. .^^ Because I'm sure Canadian malls are different than American malls? But I do still want to see the CN Tower someday.

Interview is Thursday. Will be there pretty much all day. I'm so totally nervous, and so totally unprepared. .;____;

I'll be back Thursday night, and Friday morning I have to be at the MRI place at 6:45am. .>_> Then after all that is done, I have to work in the evening. .;___;

And work Saturday.

But Sunday.............. Sunday I'll sleep~


On a different note - what the fuck is up with people freaking out over Obama bowing to Emperor Akihito? Um... hell-OOOO! That's what they do in Japan. It's polite. It's not a submission, it's a greeting. It's not like he jumped to the floor and prostrated himself. Calm down, people. I know this is hard for Americans to understand, but there's nothing wrong with respecting someone else's culture.

Quote of the day:
"You guys look so good! Especially Quincy - wow, you're rockin' that sweater-vest!" XD

They're so cute, though, sitting there all in a row, as if to say "What are you going to do to us?"


Anyway. I know I mentioned finding a random Canadian $5, but did I mention I found yet another Canadian dollar bill? .^^ 'Cause I did! And a few days ago my cousin was over and I mentioned to him I'm going to Canada, so he said he had some Canadian money I could have. Today he dropped it off... It's all in change, but I stopped counting at $30. XD

So I think I won't have to get any cash exchanged. ....... I'll have to pay for everything in change, but I won't have to get any cash exchanged. .^^


And completely OT, but I'm totally not embarrassed to admit I love this song. XD

It should be known that this is probably the only hint of B's past anyone is going to see for a while.

And it's all because somebody can't keep their hands to themselves.


::pat pat:: There, there, my poor giant little old man.


And now I have to clean my entire room before the next story. .o_o .... Maybe there's a way to creatively get around that....



Edit-
Oh! P.S. The above posted story is a tad bit on the NSFW side.......

Speaking of that PoT OVA... I still haven't found the 'Another Story' one(s?) (nevermind - found!), but I did find the Rikkai thing.. .... And Kite's album... and a bunch of other music and stuff I've missed by not really caring over the past few years. Heh.. And now my computer wants to kill me for downloading all this shit. ::laughs::

[falsetto]I don't understand why my harddrive fills up so fast! =O [/falsetto]

My media player just played Atobe's Suki sa Suki sa Suki sa, then immediately after played Tezuka's I Love You.

I think they're talking to each other.

I knew it I knew it I knew it!

I knew if I made a post bitching about a missing box, it would eventually turn up.

Turns out, at some point I must have transferred the stuff in it to one of the plastic tubs that I've been transferring stuff to. I found a bunch of random crap under my bed, and saw the stuff that was in that box, and was like "oh...... huh..."

However, the specific item I was looking for, that I thought was in that box, was not in the tub with the other stuff.

So I went out to where my other boxes are and picked one at random, opened it up, and grabbed an old makeup case that was in it. And LO! There was what I was looking for.

Which was~ a thing. Umm... I don't know if there's a name for it, but it holds jewelry. It's tube-shaped, with different sections that screw together... Ok, here, it's this. .^^

But more importantly, in it were my lucky earrings! =D


Now... I'm all set.

I am missing a box, and I would really like to know where it went.

And by "where it went" I mean "who the fuck took it."

And I'm now a month behind on stories! =D

Oh well.

Next episode is here! XD


Dolloween last night was fun. Not a lot of people though, but still got to see plenty of cute dolls. Liz brought her Hound, V, so near the end I put B next to him and said they were having a Dollshe Conference. We laughed, saying they were discussing the woes of being HUGE.

But more importantly..

( Antonio's ridiculous costume. )

Ha~ Yey for daylight savings! I thought I only had an hour to make my dessert for Dolloween.. an hour before I had to leave. Turns out I have two hours. ;P


Also, I've had a random foreign currency bill sitting on the table outside my room for quite some time now. At least a few months, if not a year, it's just been sitting there, without me even knowing or bothering to check where it's from. So I finally got around to looking at it. Turns out it's $5.00 CAD. =D So, yey less money I'll have to exchange.

What's really funny though is that I don't know where it came from. I know I have a lot of random foreign money laying around (mostly some Japanese yen and British pounds and pence), since I travel a lot, but... I haven't been to Canada in probably over 11 years. .^^ So I've just had this money laying around for 11 years? Well... finally I'll get to spend it.


Now to see if my dad is done smoking in the kitchen, so I can make my dessert.

So I'm starting to get an itinerary plotted out for my mini trip to Toronto. Yes, I realize it's still almost a month away, but I like to be prepared. .^^ And I have nothing else to do with my brain.

Since it's about a 4.5 - 5 hour drive there, if I went the day of the interview, I would have to leave here at, like, 4:30 in the morning, meaning I'd have to wake up at 2am, and that wouldn't give me any time to get lost (and we all know I'll get lost). I don't especially think it'd be a good idea to do an interview after waking up at 2am, so the natural course of action is to go up the day before, and get a hotel/full night's sleep.

So of course, I'm making a teeny vacation of it.

The plan is to leave here early in the morning on the 18th. That should get me in Toronto a little before noon, where I've found a free parking lot at a subway station. I'd rather leave my car there, instead of driving all around, having to pay for parking everywhere I stop. (I'm sure the subway fares will be cheaper than $10 here, $10 there, etc.)

After parking, I would like to stop at the St. Lawrence Market to grab some food for the day. Hopefully I can find enough to keep me fed for the day.


.......... Gods, Szayel Aporro is hot. >3

Oh, sorry. Bleach dub is on; I got distracted. .^^;


Anyway.

After the market, I think I'll hit up Yonge-Dundas Square, which is called "Toronto's Times Square." Looks cool. And close by is what is arguably The World's Biggest Bookstore, so I must check that out too. .^_^

After that... I don't know. I've spent days looking for things to do in Toronto, but haven't really come up with anything else. I considered seeing the CN tower, but it costs $22 to go up, and I can't really decide if it's worth the money; especially after I've already seen Seattle's Space Needle, which is pretty much the same thing.

Ideally, I'd like to be in the hotel by 6-7pm. Then I'll do some reading, reviewing, and relaxing (yay for alliteration? .^^ ), and early to bed, so I'll be good to go on the 19th, the day of the interview.

That's the plan.


P.S.
And yes, I am aware that I start pretty much every entry with "So." .^^;

So I finally got an interview with an English school in Japan. I'm nervous and excited and terrified all at the same time. And of course I want to be like "I could be living in Japan in a few months!!" but I know better than to get ahead of myself. Or to be too hopeful. This is just an interview, nothing more.

What I do find fun and amusing is that the interview is in Toronto. .^^ They have two offices in North America, and the other one is in San Francisco. So it's actually cheaper for me to interview in a different country... for a job in another different country.

Anyway. There are some things I want to brush up on beforehand. Like interviewing skills, English-teaching techniques, and English grammar, spelling, etc. (since there will be an English skills test).


But first.... I'm going to go cry out my excitement some more. .^^;

So yeah, I don't know what happened to me yesterday. I'd gotten a good, full night's sleep the night before, but all of a sudden I felt incredibly tired. I never got my tea, or a nap, though. Though I did manage to finish my resume. .... Should probably have someone look it over. .^^;

So of course I passed out early last night (with "early" for me being midnight-thirty), and got some ten hours of sleep. Feeling better. Few more cups of coffee, and I'll be ready to go back to work after my two days off.


This song makes me want to go "Woofy!!" XD



edit -
Oh yeah! And what I wanted to say yesterday is that it occurred to me that the fairies' stories could technically be a whole series all to themselves. But... it's so much fun having them interact with the normal guys every now and then too.

I think there were things I wanted to say, but I'm very tired all of a sudden.

So I'll post this, then take a nap. .^^

Or have some tea.


*yawn~*

I love how my "I have the whole weekend off!" turned into "I work all weekend!"

I went from two days working, two days off, two days working, two days off to six days working, two days off...

Oh, it's because a co-worker's son died, so she's (quite understandably) taking some time off, and I picked up a couple of her shifts.

It's all good though. Gave me more than 13 extra hours, so I'm happy. And last night pretty much all of my favorite people were working, and it was pretty slow, so we had a grand ol' time. XD And all the bosses were in other parts of the store, so I was pretty much running everything, and it was fun.

The only dumb customer thing that happened was some lady called on the phone, saying she'd bought some sheets but when she got home she didn't have them. I checked our 'paid & left' box, but didn't see any sheets in there, so told her we didn't have them, but if she came in with her receipt we'd check the cameras and see what happened. She got all "And how long is that going to take!? Hours!?" I said no, it shouldn't take very long, and she just got all "Well I'm just never going to shop there again!" and hung up. ..... ::laugh:: I love when people think that's a threat. Of course, I'd bet money that she goes in looking for her sheets, and picks up a few things while she's there.

And now, must get ready to go back.

But I have a date with The Beatles Rock Band later. XD

So my Grandma's cat, Tomo, has been sick for a while now. .... Mm.. well, not actively sick, but he used to be really really fat, and then all of a sudden he lost a lot of weight, really fast. And Grandma kept waffling, undecided if she should take him to the vet, when to take him to the vet, forgetting to make vet appointments, etc. But today, after months of this waffling, we finally took him to the vet.

After telling the vet Tomo's symptoms, how kitty eats and eats and eats, but gets skinnier and skinnier, the vet said it may be hyperthyroidism, or diabetes. He said they'd have to do bloodwork to know for sure, but in the end Grandma wasn't willing to pay the $120 to have that done. She said, in not so many words, that she's going to just let him get sick and die.

Oh, and when we got home she thought about giving him bacon and other such things, "to fatten him up again."

I feel bad, but what can I do? Pay for the tests for her? But then what, do I continue on paying for the treatment? What if I move? Take him with me? Or leave it to her, when she'll just stop giving the treatments I'd been paying for, and he dies anyway? I wish I could, but he's not my cat, and I can't afford to save every pet the owner doesn't want to take care of. Even though I wish I could.


And I keep thinking, if this were Kurama, what would I do? Well, of course, without hesitation I would get the bloodwork. And if she needed special food or medicine for the rest of her life, I'd get it for her. Because she is my pet, and I made a commitment to her when I signed the adoption papers.

But the number one thing that keeps running though my mind is how this could have happened to Kurama, because my Grandparents don't know how to take care of animals. And I know, I know, they like to say "I've been taking care of animals since before you were born!" But they never seem to remember that none of their pets (at least that I've seen in my lifetime) have died of old age; they either get sick or run away.

They kept giving my dog anything they wanted. No matter how many times I said not to, they'd just keep on feeding her what-the-fuck-ever, until she stopped eating her dog food altogether. And they got so mad when I started locking her in my room when I was gone. What else could I do!? But my room now is bigger than the pen she had outside in CA, and vets have said it's ok to crate a dog while the owner is at work, so I'm pretty sure her being in a large, warm room for a few hours a day isn't going to hurt her.

And most importantly, she eats her dog food, and doesn't have diabetes.


Because I take care of my pet, I'm pretty sure she'll live forever. .^_~


♥