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Saturday, November 10, 2012

calm, dreading a storm

i'm sitting here having breakfast in our living room, it's a bright and shiny morning with sunlight streaming through the window and (inside) it's warm and cosy. our sleeper couch is definitely comfortable enough and there was a glorious moment last night when i turned on the shower and the water took mere seconds to bring to the right temperature and the shower head welcomed me home.

we've slept here one night and already i'm in love with this apartment.

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yesterday:

i didn't wake up properly, i was trapped in a dream state. not only did i suffer an exhausted slow start, but even post-coffee it was a mission to get my head into gear.

i walked to the station* at two below zero, and was surprised to find how comfortable it is now that i've done -4. if acclimatization is this easy, i'm going to be just fine. as it is, i wore a heavier jacket to come here last night and i was overheating to the point where i had to take off my tuque and gloves.

* thankfully, possibly the last long station walk that early in the morning. not because the walk isn't pretty (another beautiful, sunny morning) and *some* kind of exercise isn't a good thing, but because of the weather that's to come.

the first item of the day was (is) kind of distressing: on the one hand, on thursday evening the ceo responded in what i saw as a favorable manner, but on the other he's sent off the "please talk to him" not only to the deal maker but also to the development head. i get the feeling - i pray it's only in my head - that i've done something irreversibly wrong and that i'm looking greedy. and i really don't want these people to think i'm greedy.

i then found out that there's a
wheel of time graphic novel
, and by that point my reality circuits were totally blown.

in part because the office went from being practically empty to my being there alone, i spent the day in relative solitude, slowly but surely massaging the php site together. i'm *this* far from being done, having invested all my time into constructing a framework that provides reusable functions for everything. and this time i've stored it properly for future use, so hopefully i'll never have to do this again..

just before he left, one of the guys came over to my cubicle with a set-top box in hand, and told me that they'd like to know if i can get their software to run on it.

seriously? shit, i'll tinker with cool toys for fun, you don't need to ask me twice :)

at some point a man came up to me to warn me that all of the systems would be going down soon. i'm pretty sure he said 3pm, and i'm pretty sure my computer's clock said 2pm, and i'm pretty sure that it said 3 by the time i got up to leave. but my phone, and the rest of reality seem to confirm that i only left the office at 4. which would explain the email i got from the secretary at "2.30" telling me that it's probably not going to be an issue :/

the further i get into tim powers - on stranger tides the more captivating and darker it gets. some of those characters are outright disturbing, and not because of their penchant for gratuitous violence.

the guy next to me on the metro was wearing what appeared to be a hard plastic, black ski mask with his hood pulled low. i thought to myself: "cool, i can definitely get away with mine!"
as we left the train, he was walking a few paces ahead of me and suddenly transformed himself into a creepy cartoon figure stalking, and i looked ahead to see that the object of his attentions was a girl in a short skirt and tights walking with her partner. two seconds later he was back to normal, but the show he'd put on was difficult to forget and i'm certain the onlookers in the train were as entertained as i was.

pg and i stopped for fries, decided we didn't like much at fabricvilla**, decided we did like a few items at the specialty supermarket next door (vegan chocolate chip cookies!), bought pg a serious winter jacket from the north face, and burned out my shopping tolerance looking for christmas gifts for the family in switzerland.

** too complicated, if nothing else. what's the deal with people moving with their curtains?! every time you move into a new apartment you have to go through sizing and installing, and there's no guarantee that your old drapes will match your new pad. silly, if you ask me.

dinner was really pleasant, and we talked with my aunt and uncle for a while afterwards before hurriedly packing all that remained of our gear and making our easy and comfortable way home.

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i woke up this morning at 7am, then crashed for another couple of hours. i've breakfasted, researched different forms of b12 and posted, and am ready to face another trip to ikea to complete the move.

...

during my extended sleep, i dreamed a long dream that ended with a french lesson in which i was forced to put a long sentence together. i think it was alright, but it was a struggle.

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