Tue Jun 8:
You know how it absolutely hate it when people don’t do their jobs properly or take pride in their work for whatever reason. A few weeks ago, I had to go to the post office to pick up a package that Purolator said they attempted to deliver – that day, my phone didn’t ring and I had no missed calls and I suspected some shitbag didn’t want to come upstairs. I get it, our elevators are slow AF and still only three ppl per carriage but you are inconveniencing me!
Today on the way back from the mall, where the bank is, there was a woman sitting in her Purolator van in the driveway of my building – just chillin’. She made a call to a customer asking him to come downstairs and get his package. He told her to buzz and come up – she replied that the buzzer’s not working, but that wasn’t true. I think I hear her say something about having to get permission to go in the building just before I got into the elevator. Now I know they are likely under pressure to deliver, but I can’t see how calling someone then waiting for them to come downstairs saves you time. Do your fuckin’ job.
It’s another scorcher – the breeze felt refreshing this morning but by the time I went to the bank with André it was hippo hellfire hot out. I thought I reserved hippo hellfire just for micromanagers but it seems not. After dodging falling hippos and avoiding the chaos as they ran into cars, peoples, and buildings, I couldn’t wait to get home and shower. I finished working in the living room and may sleep out here tonight.
Jer has scientifically calculated how many condors would need to pick him up to fly – and I learned about sky burials from him and my boss today. I told you what I plan to do with my body right – after donating any usable organs I want to go to the body farm in US and contribute to forensic science research or if there is something equivalent in Canada, I will go there instead.
🎶 I used to go out to parties and stand around. Cause I was too nervous to really get down. But my bod-ay yearned to be free. I got up on the floor and I’m feelin’ free. As long as you’re groovin’ and havin’ a ball, there’s always a chance, somebody’s watchin’, might wanna make romance. Move your body and dance all night. Keep on groovin’ and feel alright 🎶
I think fall is my favourite season – it’s not insanely hot or cold – I have an ideal temp range. I can do -10oc no windchill to +12oc Anything outside of that and I’m uncomfortable – although, I’d rather it be too cold than too hot.