May 28, 2012
On two wheels

When I lived in Ottawa, I liked to bike everywhere. It was easy: I could bike to the end of my street, which was a quiet downtown street, and at the end the car-free path would take me the rest of the way. On the way to work, I did go down a busier street, but it was a one-way and since it was rush hour, traffic never moved very fast.

As I got more experienced in city biking, I noticed something: cyclists are the worst. Honestly. You never know whether they are going to obey the rules of the road. I am one of them. Rolling stops and ignoring red lights are two sins I commit. That’s why when I am driving, cyclists make me very, very nervous. They are unpredictable! There’s often no way to tell what their next move is. I wish more cyclists were also drivers, so they could understand why it’s a horrible idea to be next to the curb in a right-hand turning lane when they plan to go straight across the intersection. It would also be useful for cyclists to understand the fact that drivers actually have a blind spot and know where that blind spot is.

So, when I am cycling, I try (and I admit, I don’t always succeed) at following the rules of the road. But most importantly, I try and remember that if something were to happen the car will always, always win.

May 14, 2012
Château Marmont, Sunday
Me: I think that's an Olsen twin.
Me, minutes later: nope.
Me, the next day, after Googling: omg, it was Emma Roberts. I am so bad at this!!
May 1, 2012
Me, at a job interview
Them: So, how about some less serious questions! What's your favourite movie?
Me: I am not a huge movie person. I'd have to say Fight Club.
April 27, 2012

So as some of you know, I am volunteering at the AGO. We had our first training session last night. The gallery was also hosting a huge gala. I was told by reception which was the training room, so I went down. As I got closer, I became suspicious. I didn’t recognize anybody, but what do I know? So I asked. The woman had no idea what I was talking about when I said “audioguide training.” She called a dude out of the room who I assume was slightly more in charge. He said “models? Are you a model?” I can’t decide if he was perplexed by me or welcoming me. I am going to go with the latter.

April 11, 2012

Me: Wow, I am so lucky that I am living at home after catching this horrific cold/flu deal.

My parents: You are allowed to be sick for one day.

April 6, 2012
Nonno dropped this off today. Looks like we’re going to have to learn to pickle garlic.

Nonno dropped this off today. Looks like we’re going to have to learn to pickle garlic.

April 6, 2012
Nonno dropped this off today. Looks like we’re going to have to learn to pickle garlic.

Nonno dropped this off today. Looks like we’re going to have to learn to pickle garlic.

April 1, 2012
The best

I’ve considered doing a “best of” posting reflecting on my trip since all I do now is watch TV and apply for jobs. Topics to include:

  • Best time I watched Game of Thrones in Serbia
  • Best time I had my eyebrows threaded in Istanbul
  • Best time I saw a kid get hit by a boat
  • Best time I got woken up by the French police
  • Best time I didn’t bring my bathing suit to a spa in Budapest

March 23, 2012
The classics

Before I left to travel, I thought that I should load up on quick read books (Stephen King, John Grisham, etc.) that I normally read on vacation. I didn’t foresee that without going in to the office every day, I actually craved mental stimulation. Thankfully I also had a ton of the classics on my Kobo, through either guilt on my part or the fact that they were free, aka available via the creative commons.

Some of the classics, however, were not totally to my taste. For example:

Moby Dick:
My thoughts while forcing my way through this book were one of the following:
a) I never wanted to know this much about whales.
b i) Are they ever going to find this frigging whale?
b ii) How the f**k do they think they are going to find this one whale?

Crime and Punishment:
In this one it was either:
a) Which character is this again? His sister? His mother? The dude his sister wants to marry? The dude his sister has to marry?
b) Is he seriously giving that other family all of his money?
c) Wait…he thinks he’s Jesus? I thought he thought he was Napoleon?

One Hundred Years of Solitude:
I hated this book. Just hated it. I had no idea what to expect, but it was not this. a) A dude tied to a tree?
b) A character who dies by floating into the air?
c) Another José Arcadio, eh?
d) He falls in love with a nine-year-old and everyone is ok with this?
e) (Tangentially related) Why is everyone sleeping with their cousin?

I do, however, highly recommend Jane Eyre.

March 6, 2012
A long-lost friend

That friend is exercise. I downloaded a workout app around Christmas and have never used it. Today was finally the day. I hate workout videos because the hosts are too chipper. (I routinely give the Booty Camp woman the finger.) But I quickly discovered the workout app is perfect! They said my workout trainer would be Kim, but they didn’t tell me KIM IS A ROBOT. And what is funnier than a robot telling you “thirty seconds left! You can do it!”

Wait…I just reread that and I am a bit worried now that I am turning into a hermit who shuns human contact and communicates solely through the internet. But whatevs, because I will have a rocking body.

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