Goodbye, Old Friend

My headphones broke today. After three years of service and abuse, including being worn in the rain, stepped on, being in my backpack when I got run over by a car, and being used to play an Abba song, they finally kicked the bucket.

I was going to throw them away, but they were still playing a little bit. It wasn't high quality, but there was still some sound. So I used a shovel to put them out of their misery before tossing them in the garbage chute.

Someone Ate My Doughnut

It was a maple cream, the best kind. I was saving it for last, because it's the best. All day in class I thought about my doughnut, and when I returned to the Math Club, I discovered it missing.

After a brief investigation, I was able to pin the blame squarely on two people: Andrew, who offered the doughnut to someone else, and the someone else who ate the doughnut. Since I don't know the someone else who ate the doughnut, I transfered her blame onto Andrew, and left a strongly-worded voice message for him.

Andrew has agreed to buy me two more doughnuts to compensate, as well as a great big chocolate apology cake.

Rat Piss, Rabbit Piss, and People Pissing Me Off

Someone brought a pet rat into the Math Club today. He crawled around on the couches while I petted him and fed him chocolate. The other club members told me that the rat has been in the Math Club quite a bit, just not usually when I'm there. I played with the rat for a while, until I noticed a growing wet spot on the couch under him.

"Uh, the rat is peeing on the couch." I said. Nobody even looked up.

"He does that" someone said, unfazed.

Now I'm surprised that nobody cared about rat pee on the couches, especially since they were all regular members who use the couches often. As for myself, I wasn't too bothered by it, even though I do often sleep on these couches. I once slept in rabbit pee for two weeks.

When I was in first year, the girl on the floor below mine had a pet rabbit, which I let sit on my bed until he peed. He peed right near the edge against the wall, so I didn't actually sleep on top of it, and it was only a tiny spot. At the time, I didn't have the eight quarters necessary to do a load of laundry, so I just covered it with a t-shirt and forgot about it.

A few weeks later, someone was sitting on my bed, leaning against the wall. "Why am I sitting on a t-shirt?" she asked, pulling it out.

"Well now you're sitting in rabbit pee." I answered. I suppose at this point I should have exhibited some shame. She was horrified, of course, but we're still friends somehow.

I'm not, however, still friends with the people at the produce store in the village. They charged me $7 for one litre of ice cream. Beware, produce store in the village, for now I am very very mad at you. But I will still see you tomorrow because I'm too lazy to take the bus to Safeway.

Small Heads and Free Beer

Friday was a really great day. I was sitting in my last class, and noticed that the girl sitting in front of me was wearing a baseball cap, with the adjustable stip at the back cinched up really tight. I couldn't stop staring. I have worn many a baseball cap, and I have never been able to get them that tight -the half-circle at the back was tear-drop shaped. This person's head is way smaller than mine! I left that class with a little skip in my step, and a slightly larger head.

Later that evening, Tim took me out for dinner. We had some nice Irish food and apple pie, and then I ruined the evening by drinking the used beer left behind by the people at the next table.