lost youth

I have tried to post this repeatedly, it was ready at midnight last night... but mozilla won't load anything but 'blogger is down for maintenance' and yet firefox loads this page. So weird. Anyway here it is... better late than never.
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Just got back from the climbing gym and i'm using my brand new functional gui. Damm is it ever nice to have PICTURES again. Now I can install a lil picture editor thingy and stop posting 2mb pics that dzer has to edit. It's sort of embarassing when you have to get a guy in guam to edit your photos for you after all.

I think the hardest part of the last week or so has been the people who decided that they knew what I was thinking when I didn't answer their mail. Considering that google mail only works if you have access to the web with graphics I have to say I got some pretty funny responses. The ones that cracked me up are the ones from people who read my blog (you know the thing where i TALKED about my lack of graphical user interface for like the last WEEK?)

Anyway i was a little surprised at how many people thought I was ignoring them.

Speaking of climbing I have a large pile of calluses that are ready to rip off and all the pumice stone in the world doesn't seem to be helping with that.
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I have to leave soon to go see my cousin's band play in some kind of showcase. I don't even know if he's playing drums or guitar these days. It should be fun I guess. It's just hard to go to a club when you can't even afford a beer.

Still that should change, I've been getting a lot of referrals from the hot doctor lately which could lead to some new clients and maybe a little cash in my pocket. Damm it would be nice to stop working WEEKENDS!

I wonder if there's parking at the Opera House...
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So yes, there was parking. Also I have discovered that fashion among teenagers has come full circle and returned to my youth. There were mohawks and leather jackets covered in studs. red suspenders and green cargo pants. really long and shaggy hair, shaved heads and a lot of kids who just looked like they wanted to figure out how to fit in. About the only change is the skintight low rider jeans and even those were sort of around when I was a sweet young thing *snicker* [like i was ever sweet!]

Also it turns out that my cousin's band doesn't suck. And of course the guitarist has an orange mohawk and skintight pants. he looked straight out of the punk corner in my high school. Okay not AT my school because it was too lame for that but definetely around toronto then and all the cool and rebellious kids were doing it. I guess the part I think is funny is that these kids are all doing it now. In their quest to become unique they are just like every teenager ever.

I guess that means I was too.

I did get asked whose mom I was and also told that I would be a cool mom. which I would. ... but geeze 'whose mom are you'??? I guess that no matter what I think I really do look my age. AND I would have had to have my kid at EIGHTEEN! Yeesh.
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My hands are killing me, but i found a cool new problem to work so i'm all right with that.

Speaking of climbing I am going climbing with climber guy next week. It's sort of funny how it happened though. I was dying to do routes the other week so i sent him an IM which he didn't answer for days and then he emails going 'did you message me?' and i'm like 'yeah i wanted to do routes' and somehow now we're doing routes on wednesday and he's asking me if i'm still seeing okcupid guy... which means I guess that he's thinking of it as a date even though I just wanted to do routes.

What's funny about this is that I have my second date (yes really 6 weeks later) with okcupid guy tomorrow. I've come full circle. I expect to spend a really nice day with him... wonder if there will be spark.

We're going to have a really nice day today. We're going to the shoe museum. What, it was his idea!? I would never inflict my total girlishness about shoes on a man but he suggested it. In fact he wants to see my shoe collection first.

I am the Imelda Marcos of sneakers let me tell you. If I could get my little Asics tigers in every colour they come in then I would. Not to mention those sweet dark blue pumas and... don't get me wrong, I like me my high heels too but since I tend to look like an elephant on stilts when I wear anything but really clunky heels I don't collect them the same way.

Damm I'm pretty stoked about the shoe museum!

Have a great day kids!