in other words...i'm an idit. not that that's any real newsflash or anything but today it was a thought about myself that was reinforced. but, in my defence, or something, i was going on faith-to a certain extend and also my past mowing experiences. but i really made a poor estimate the other day when i told yvonne-the woman who runs/owns the Island animal hospital...i looked around, asked her how long it took her to cut and then gave her a price...oops...she told me that last year the 'lawn' took her about an hour to cut...today it took me 2.5 hours...and it's a big mossy, grassy affair that is spongy and kinda muddy and well, crappy...and it was the first cut of the the year and i'm not going to bag everytime, etc...(i took three bags totaling over 200 lbs of grass outa there today...) so it should be faster next time....i hope...and the spongyness of the grass made it like cutting grass in the sand so my legs are killing me now-it was quite a workout...i also cut lisa's (storm salon) today...i used to cut the grass at her place but her landlord had one of his buddies doing it last year so we'll have to see how that goes. her lawn has suffered from all the dogs in the hood taking craps on her lawn but it's still grass and needs to be cut...i cut her grass and i get free haircuts...good deal.
i'm fuckin' tired...i had breakfast this morning and then went to see dr. Z and get some grinding of my teeth done to make way for the new crawns/inlays i'm getting...it was ok until i had to do the inpressions for the moulds and had a mouthful of casting medium and some dripped into the back of my thought out of the tray and started violently gagging and drooling and had to get zenon to take it out quickly...it was kinda ugly. i said sorry....in the ned it all worked out...but afterwards i was all numb and then when the freezing wore off i was really fuckin' sire so i couldn't eat but was in full lawn cutting mode and by the end of the amimal hospital lawn i was outta energy for a lack of food and all hot and sweaty...and then i had to go and get my hard drive from the mac market and be depressed all over again just looking at the fucked hard drive....with no food in me...i had an idea that i would go to granville island and get a snack, see the companion (who is considering a job in winnipeg....) give her her laptop which was also at the mac market and see the kids at the pickle...well, things went south at the island, and then got weird as i ran into this woman who i used to know from the railway club when i tended bar there and she looked as if she had had some sort of operation...oh, i can't get into it...she just looked very different from when i had seen her last....i had to come home and get a snack and have some couch time...i was gonna watch the hockey game but pay=per-view, which is complete bullshit...so i'm watching the athletics/angels game...fuck you canucks!
ok.
i need a real meal of some sort...i need fuel.
keep it real.
g. xo
ps...i'm a little giddy as well thinking about the t.v. line-up this sunday evening with the sopranos returning as well as a new desperate housewives....
the doggies lawn...
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