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April 27, 2005 / 1:22 p.m.
It's becoming quite normal, to come to Vernon and have both of my kids be substitutes.
David went flying by me in the hallway, and Ms. Barcelona came out and said 'Can someone else read today besides David? I'd really appreciate it.'
It's such nice weather. I can feel my mood getting better as the hours tick closer to the middle of the day, towards 2, 3, 4.
I walk around with a discman, listening to free cds from the library, and it's nice.
I don't even need to wear a coat, all i need is a t-shirt. Last night i walked home in a t-shirt at 9:30 and i was fine.
I left my bike in front of the library last night, locked up, and came this morning to pick it up and ride it towards alberta, and of course the front light was ripped off and stolen. I saw it coming from a mile away. When i remembered that i had left my bike in front of the library, i actually groaned because i knew what it meant. Some junkie looking for a cheap fix.
The man next to me holds his mouse so far away from him that his knuckles are scraping, practically, the dvds i have stacked to the left of my keyboard, with my glasses folded on top of them.
It's obvious that if you're inside to any real extent during weather like this, watching movies, etc., that you're supposed to feel guilty.
I actually discussed this with someone, where when you're depressed and the weather is nice, you don't feel better, you actually feel worse, because it's like whatever power is over you is teasing you, saying 'look what you're missing', etc.
And it's quite true if you think about it enough.
I went to Value village with Bija about three weeks ago, and lost one shoe that i liked somewhere in the store as we were walking around, and when i came to the checkout and realized this, the cashier had me fill out my name and phone number on a scrap of paper, and told me that he'd put it in the one shoe out of the pair, and that when the other one was found they'd give me a call.
Well, last night the lady who was responsible for 'finding it' finally called me and said 'I found your shoe tonight, you can come by anytime'
and i thought that was really considerate. And i think some people are still decent. or so it seems.
the library is doing surveys lately, and i signed up to volunteer for one hour of sitting in the vestibule asking people if they'd like to fill one out.
well, this morning some guy called me and asked me if i could come in earlier, that they were about to run out of surveys, and i said No, I had plans. And he said Okay.
and when i showed up, the desk that the volunteers sit at out front was gone, and i just assumed, without asking, that they had run out.
So i just went back without asking anyone, even though that's really lazy and inconsiderate.
Maybe if they need me they'll call me. Obviously nobody dies if you don't come in exactly when you're scheduled for. Their problem.