Tuesday, September 12, 2006 

Transit Travellers: Cute Girl On The Wrong Bus

Before she even got on the bus, I noticed her.

She was standing in line, hoping to get on an already over-crowded bus. She boarded. Her being at the front and me being at the back, it took me while to notice that she had gotten on. She was leaning towards the window, supporting herself using a seat arm. It was an awkward pose that was necessary in our sardine can. Her backpack didn’t help her much, causing her to shift her balance often.

I stared at her for most of the ride.

After passing Yonge and Steeles, her lips motioned, “Oh shit!” Yeah, we were on the express bus and she just missed her stop. That answered a question for me though. She’s a York U student and not too young. Next question is, What's your name?

When I got off the bus and looked around, she was nowhere to be found. So I went on with my day.

I walked into work smiling. Today was going to be a good day.

Saturday, September 09, 2006 

So, I'm sitting on my bed, head phones on, listening to Blue October's Hate Me. I must've listened to this song at least twenty times in the last week.

So, Flatland open--I've read the same sentence three times and it's just not getting through my head. I remember Harm complaining about not seeing anything on this blog for the last little while.

So, now I'm writing. Truth be told, I didn't think many people read this thing. I contribute to Metblogs, so it's not like I don't write. On the contrary I write often, even on this blog, I just don't publish it.

So, in any case, I apologize, Harm. Contact me some time, girl! There's some news to be heard, yah know.

So, what happened this week? Nothing of note except TorGame's info session and movie and junk. I am very enthusiastic and excited about Waking City. My team's registered and we are going to kick ass. We've got a good mix of thinkers, athletic types, lazy types and me types. And we're all damned exuberant.

So, the National Post even interviewed me. How cool is that? Not that cool because my stuff didn't end up in the article.

So, meh. The Star's going to make up for it though. And that is damn cool I call it Harmony.