My blog is still broken. You’ll notice that trying to leave a comment gives you very strange error messages. As far as I can tell, something is borked in the MySQL database. Offers of help may garner you dinner, or drinks, or a hockey ticket – so step on up my geeky peeps! Update: Fixinated! Thanks Chris & Donna!
Today, I am a fashion disaster. A number of friends have asked me (and have been very pleased with the results I must say!) to play “What Not to Wear” with them – and if they saw me today, they’d stop, and perhaps turn and run screaming.
From top to toe: Navy blue track jacket with white and green piping (think Canucks vintage colours). Mint green v-necked shirt. Black yoga pants with pink stripe down the side. Grey ankle socks. White & Blue runners.
Aside from the neutral socks and runners, I’m fairly certain that NOTHING matches ANYTHING else.
And this is how I left the Yaletown condo I’m housesitting this morning. I’m pretty sure the entire neighbourhood saw me, and let out a collective sigh. If I actually lived there, my citizenship may have been revoked.
Of course, I couldn’t start a proper yuppie morning without a proper yuppie breakfast: Coffee and Fruit Cup from $tarbucks. I’d like to inform you all that Maple Lattes are the new crack. At least until the Gingerbread Lattes come out again.
I also discovered a great way to make sure I get to work much earlier than I have been lately: make it ridiculously expensive to park where I’m sleeping starting at about 7:00am, so I have no choice but to drive to work where the parking is free, instead of forking out another $3 to stay in bed or muse over my Cheerios for an extra hour.
FYI: Mel & Chris – you are now out of Cheerios.
By the way, in case you were wondering, nothing says GOOD MORNING, FUCKER! like a cat repeatedly leaping from a shelf 4 feet above you directly onto your head at 5:30am.