“At last! At last we have another blog entry!” you say with enthusiasm. “My life is complete once again!” Yes, with a new day comes a new entry. What a wonderful feeling. It’s like the pinkish hues of a sunrise peeking over the horizon as the birth of a new day comes to its crowning moment. It’s like a peanut butter sandwich, as the first bite is taken and the gooey peanut butter stretches from mouth to bread. Okay. Well maybe the peanut butter sandwich imagery isn’t so great. But anyways, a new blog entry is really cool, right? Right.
There isn’t too much to say about last night. It was basically just a regular night at work. The highlight of the night really was simply finding an unopened water bottle in one of the theatres. Woohoo. What excitement. I can barely contain myself. But it’s just so amazing that I can’t talk about it anymore. Today was much better. At lunchtime, Kristin and I were sitting at the usual table in the cafeteria, and Jordan came and asked if we wanted to go somewhere for lunch. I said I was up for a second lunch – since I had just finished eating my sandwich – and so we headed out. We went to the mall, so there were several options for food. I got poutine from New York Fries, and found out that neither Kristin nor Jordan like poutine. Good! It was all the more for me. We walked around the mall for a while, stopping in at Radio Shack (I still refuse to call it by its stupid new name, The Source) and Sunrise. We were kind of bored, and we still had lots of time to kill, so we headed to Gospel Lighthouse and looked around there for a while. Eventually we wrapped things up, and couldn’t think of anywhere else to go, so Jordan took us back to school, and we spent the remaining ten minutes or so walking around the hallways looking for birthday signs to sign. It was pretty fun – a lot better than walking around the hallways for two hours, for sure.
Anyways, I think that’s everything for today. Tonight I have to work 6-11:45 again, but it’s a stock/floor shift, so I’ll be spending some time moving around boxes and such. I know it sounds kind of boring, but it’s not really. It’s a lot more boring just standing there and ripping tickets. Blah. Anyways, it might possibly be interesting tonight, although somehow I doubt it. Probably the highlight will be dropping a box of pop syrup on my foot or something. It wouldn’t exactly be a happy moment, but it at least would be a moment to remember for more than thirty seconds. Perhaps it might even get its own special place on my blog here. Then again, perhaps not. But enough rambling. I’ll write again soon. Please send money.