I'm out of flour. That means that I must venture out into the cold outdoors if I want pancaky goodness.
damn.
The beaver is a proud and noble animal
Notes from a bemused canuck
I'm out of flour. That means that I must venture out into the cold outdoors if I want pancaky goodness.
damn.
Yesterday, I was domestic. I did a stupid amount of laundry, finally got through the pile of dishes festering on my countertop, scared the scat out of the cat with the vacuum cleaner and did my groceries. I kinda sorta like days like this, as I can see what I get done and feel good about it, even though I despise doing dishes. Next frivolous purchase goes towards a dishwasher (stainless steel, o'course).
While I was slaving away, Boris was in full cat mode. Observe:
It's a hard life, I tells ya. I had to laugh at him so hard yesterday though. He's very fond of going to the bathroom with people. Normally, he'll use the toilet as a springboard to get on the sink to have a drink. He'll look at you and meow until you turn on the water. This time, however, things went a bit awry cause someone had left the toilet seat up, so when he jumped on the toilet, his front paws slipped off the rim and he got a bit of a dunking :D He how looks carefully before jumping.
Stephane came over last night for a chill evening mostly spent the night watching bad tv and chitchating. He'd brought a movie called High Crimes which turned out to be really good – this is surprising as we usually have completely different movie tastes. *good frenchman, pats your head*
Watched the tail end of mythbusters and after that is when the bad tv kicked in. We watched a godawful movie on the sci-fi channel called Sleeping Dogs. It's a Canadian/US/Czech production that was…bad doesn't start to say it. This goes beyond the B-movie, with bad plot, over the top acting and gratuitous T&A shots – which is basically why we stayed up watching it. Well, that and because he wanted to tape another worse movie on my VCR and my remote was dead, so I couldn't program it in. That movie, believe it or not, is called Killer Condom, and is a German movie about penis-eating condoms… And people say *I* am weird.
Today will be spent getting ready to fly to Toronto for a meeting at Mt.Sinai hospital monday morning. Going to do some background reading and stuff and stuff.
But first, PANCAKES!