Sandwiches
May. 4th, 2004 12:31 amMy new nickname around the house is "Database", which is cool because I haven't had a nickname in a long while.
I took the dog to the park. Gage is a lot smaller than how I remembered it. I was going to go out rock climbing with Louise tonight, but that fell through. We're supposed to be doing something on Wednesday.
I get to go to Toronto tomorrow. I need to talk to my dentist about removing my wisdom teeth. They aren't causing any problems now, but since I live on the other side of the province 8 months of the year I want to stop any trouble before it starts.
Mom said we'll stop by that Montreal Deli on Dundas, which rocks because it's impossible to get a semi-proper smoked meat sandwich in Thunder Bay. It's probably the Quebec blood in me that drives the smoked meat urge and in T-Bay the only place that serves something remotely like a smoked meat sandwich is Zellers... and... well, do I even need to explain that?
There are three sandwiches that hold the universe together: The standard cheese, the toasted western and the smoked meat. Since my grandmother died, I haven't had smoked meat in a while. And we're apparently going to stop by Square One on the way home. I miss the old video wall.
All this talk reminds me of PoG, which I missed today because my cable decided to be STUPID. I saw a few seconds of the opening and then it cut to the "This station will be available shortly" screen. Of course, it wasn't available before the show was over.
You know, I honestly don't watch that much TV. Most television today is... eww. However, the few shows I try to watch I rather enjoy, therefore I'm annoyed when I can't see them because of a crappy signal.
I think there's a plot against me, because my CBC Radio One here signal sucks too. It was clear in Thunder Bay, but then we had only 5 FM stations up there and down here there's like 5 billion. I have my Y108 and Q107 back. Yay.
Speaking of which, I suddenly had the drive to finish a very old project today. The end.
I took the dog to the park. Gage is a lot smaller than how I remembered it. I was going to go out rock climbing with Louise tonight, but that fell through. We're supposed to be doing something on Wednesday.
I get to go to Toronto tomorrow. I need to talk to my dentist about removing my wisdom teeth. They aren't causing any problems now, but since I live on the other side of the province 8 months of the year I want to stop any trouble before it starts.
Mom said we'll stop by that Montreal Deli on Dundas, which rocks because it's impossible to get a semi-proper smoked meat sandwich in Thunder Bay. It's probably the Quebec blood in me that drives the smoked meat urge and in T-Bay the only place that serves something remotely like a smoked meat sandwich is Zellers... and... well, do I even need to explain that?
There are three sandwiches that hold the universe together: The standard cheese, the toasted western and the smoked meat. Since my grandmother died, I haven't had smoked meat in a while. And we're apparently going to stop by Square One on the way home. I miss the old video wall.
All this talk reminds me of PoG, which I missed today because my cable decided to be STUPID. I saw a few seconds of the opening and then it cut to the "This station will be available shortly" screen. Of course, it wasn't available before the show was over.
You know, I honestly don't watch that much TV. Most television today is... eww. However, the few shows I try to watch I rather enjoy, therefore I'm annoyed when I can't see them because of a crappy signal.
I think there's a plot against me, because my CBC Radio One here signal sucks too. It was clear in Thunder Bay, but then we had only 5 FM stations up there and down here there's like 5 billion. I have my Y108 and Q107 back. Yay.
Speaking of which, I suddenly had the drive to finish a very old project today. The end.