It's the Weekend!

 On this marvelous Saturday, I slept in for the first time in an eternity. I really needed sleep. It was so satisfying. I slept until 9:30 when Kitty shot out of bed because she just remembered that she had left her laundry in the washer for 2 hours. She had woken up earlier at 7 to do laundry (guaranteed to be available on a Saturday). I was so productive. I read some news and some global politics before we set out to the OTrain station and went to...the South Keys mall! It would have been so successful if we had actually been aiming for that mall. We thought we were going downtown. Whoops.

 I also went to Chapters to buy a book. I got The World of Jeeves by P.G. Wodehouse. I'm so excited to read it! I love Wodehouse's stories, especially the ones with Jeeves! I always picture him as the Ask Jeeves logo. But the best part of that trip to Chapters (other than spending no money at all on my wonderful book, three cheers for gift cards!) was my free coffee! As always there is a Starbucks tacked onto all Chapters. Kitty wanted a drink so I tagged along even though I wasn't going to buy anything. And there, sitting on the counter, was a venti non-fat latte that had my name written all over it. And before you think I stole a drink that wasn't mine, let me explain. Kitty and I were eyeing this drink and there were about 4 people in front of us. One by one they all all claimed their drinks and left, and still the drink remained. Finally I asked the barista, "Who left a perfectly good drink lying around?" to which she replied, "Oh, that has been there for a while. It's up for grabs!" I saw an opportunity and I seized it. It was tasty tasty coffee. Free drink's good drink!

 Sadly, my good fortune ended there. I went to Staples and looked for one of those cups that you put pens and pencils and other writing materials in. It's to de-clutter your desk. But I couldn't find any good ones. They all looked okay...but not good enough to spend $5 on. So I thought, "Hey! I'll be resourceful and just rinse out my coffee cup and use that cup as my pencil holder. Excellent! So I set out to get some other much needed items, like bookends.

 It seems so trivial but you'd be surprised what bookends can do for a person. I can honestly say that I am a happier person with my new bought bookends. I am also saving about 30 seconds of my life everytime I pull out a binder or a book because I don't have to spend time righting my tumbled possessions. It's grand...UNTIL I brought my lovely purchases to the cashier. I had already been fumbling with my metal bookends. They decided to clatter to the ground, causing quite the scene right in front of the cashier and the line of people behind me. I picked them up as gracefully as possible and put my free coffee on the counter. The cashier was a good sport and said, "Oh! A coffee for me?" I laughed half-heartedly while I looked for money and said, "Oh, no. It's empty." "Oh," he says and reaches out, takes my coffee cup and throws it out. I must have had a look of horror on my face because he quickly asked, "Oh! Was there a little left in it?" I kind of mumbled an "Oh! No, no! I was just going to take the cup home with me." He gave me a weird look but fished it out of the garbage and said, "Don't worry. Our garbage is still empty. There's nothing too bad in there." So I muttered some noises of affirment and collected my change. I then proceeded to drop it all to the ground with a loud clattering. I picked it up only to drop it again while trying to hurriedly stuff it into my wallet out of sight. By this time, the cashier had already moved on the next person in line and Kitty was laughing ahead of me. At this point, I did the only thing anyone in my position could have done: I hauled all my stuff in my arms without putting anything away and ran out the door.

Now I'm really glad they probably caught that whole painful scene on the security cameras.

 On a better note, I watched 9 today. It was really good! I love the little voodoo robot people! They're so cute! It was a million times better than Whiteout. But then again, everything and anything is better than Whiteout. I think watching paint dry would be better than that terrible movie but that's just my opinion.

 It's been a most productive day. My bathroom mates invited me to go to Quebec with them. I gently turned them down for the following reason:
There is only one reason why anybody in Carleton goes to Quebec on a Saturday night. It is commonly known as "Hull". What is Hull? It's the sketchiest, most ghetto bar/night club you can go to. Even if you're a guy, you should go in a BIG group if you value your life. If you're a girl, I hope you have a blackbelt. This pleasant place of business is filled with 40 year old bikers looking for teenage girls. There's a stabbing insurance that you can purchase at the counter. I kid you not. I only speak the truth!

 So here I sit, valuing my life and spending a quiet evening in my res. I guess Saturday night visits to the hospital for stab wounds will have to wait for another day.