tuesday march 30

today i went to see hot tub time machine with my roommate. we went to rainbow cinemas, where tuesday tickets were only $4 and the theatres themselves were quite small. as such, the 9:30 screening of hot tub time machine was packed to the brim -- to the point where there were a handful of people that spent the duration of the film sitting in the aisle, on the floor.

monday march 29

today i watched my dodgeball team play a game in a nearby elementary school. afterward, while waiting for everyone to change out of their gym clothes, i noticed a large sheet of paper hanging outside one of the school's classrooms. it was a list of future ambitions of all the young students, seemingly completed by a preschool or kindergarten class, and titled "when i grow up i want to be...." while the most chuckle-worthy (kids say the darndest things) item on the list was kathleen's reply of "a teenager," my favourite answer, by far, was julian's: "a griffin, has two heads a lion head and eagel head."

sunday march 28

today i had a friend from montreal in town, who wanted to meet "for coffee." while i'm not a coffee drinker myself, i knew of a nearby shop called saving gigi that had gotten rave reviews from most of my friends. i'd never been to and wanted to try it, so i suggested we meet there. when we arrived, the feel was not quite what i expected. we ended up sitting at the only spots left -- the end of a community table in the middle of the room, next to two individuals on their laptops. the situation made me feel as if were at a library, and that our small talk was disturbing the tranquil setting. after we'd been there for about 20 minutes, the girl next to me put away her laptop in favour of some sort of small canvas, and began painting. is this what people do at coffee shops? is this what i'm missing out on by not drinking hot beverages?

saturday march 27

today i noticed that one of my friends, who was celebrating a birthday, had jeremih's "birthday sex" music video posted on her wall by a friend. this not only marked the second time i'd seen this on facebook in the last week, but also marked the second time i'd seen the gimmick used today -- earlier, i'd watched an episode of how to make it in america where one character had awoke another on her birthday by blasting the song. all this is to say that when my birthday comes around next week, no one had better do this to me. IT'S PLAYED OUT!

friday march 26

today i walked to my physiotherapy appointment for the third straight week. while my last two appointments had been on days when it was sunny and was going up to 15 degrees or so, today didn't put me in quite the same "spring is coming!" mindset. the temperature was down around freezing; the sun only intermittently out. nonetheless, i feel like the "summer rap" playlist on my ipod warmed me up by at least a few degrees.

thursday march 25

today i had a dream in which i beat someone to death with a wooden stirring spoon, and then played a casual game of tennis with tony and meadow soprano. both aspects of this dream made me feel as if i'd been watching too much of the sopranos lately.

wednesday march 24

today i was part of my first funeral procession, driving from the funeral home to the cemetery. given little instructions, my brother and i were concerned that we'd be the first car to hit a red light, and weren't 100% sure if we were supposed to keep going through it, or obey the law. luckily, when we arrived at the only traffic light along the way, we caught it as it turned yellow, making "go through" the obvious choice.

tuesday march 23

today i got a ride to london from my aunt and uncle. unable to take their two dogs with them to london overnight, they had dropped them off at a "pet hotel" before the trip. they shared with me some of the increasingly surreal details of this hotel, which i will now repeat:

• the cost was $35 per dog per night.
• their dogs had gotten a "suite" so they could stay together, rather than apart.
  
• one of their dogs was getting a $75 "spa treatment" which included a haircut and what sounded like a makeover.
• there would be "doggie ice cream" (no lactose).
  
• the dogs would be able to watch dog-themed movies.
  
• if they wanted to check in on their dogs, they were able to phone them. the dogs would get on the phone in the hotel's "bone booth." i am not making this up.
  

monday march 22

today i realized that i'd be able to use the plastic bag that i'd been putting over my cast when i showered for its intended purpose: to cover my suit when i took it from toronto to london for my grandmother's funeral. for some reason, the fact that i'd been able to use this boring old bag for two entirely different (but equally helpful and practical) purposes made me very happy.

sunday march 21

today i went to pizza pizza to order myself a walk-in special: a medium pepperoni pizza. when i placed my order, i was told it would take about 15 minutes, and sat down across the restaurant from the only other guy waiting there. over the next little while, i paid little attention to the goings-on around me, texting a couple friends and generally killing time. finally, i heard the call of "medium pepperoni!" i looked up and noticed the other guy had left, meaning the pizza must be mine. however, another lady, with her husband and kid, had jumped up and was approaching the counter. hesitating, i wondered if the family had come in ahead of me, and returned in time to get their order. i hung back and watched as the employee handed her the pizza and a dipping sauce (curious, i thought, since this had been my exact order). she took the pizza back to her family and excitedly opened it. immediately, their faces dropped. this is not what we ordered, their faces said. rolling my eyes, i stepped forward as she tried to return the pizza and complain. "i think that's mine..." i said. the pizza pizza employee confirmed the mistake, and the woman apologized. while she seemed sincere, i couldn't help but silently judge her, not only for being entirely unaware of the fact that i'd been there ahead of her, but also for grabbing the pizza that had been announced as "medium pepperoni!" when that was clearly not what she had ordered. ugh!!

saturday march 20

today i added the lcd soundsystem disco flashback mixtape to my itunes. this was problematic because of the inclusion of the track "first time around" by skyy. through extensive experimentation, i had discovered that there was only one double-letter that didn't appear a single time in my itunes: "yy." if i ever had an album going in my library and wanted it to come to a halt after the current song, all i had to do was type "yy" into the search box, effectively clearing my library. there would be no chance of the music continuing. i hate change, and skyy has ruined everything.

friday march 19

today i had a dream in which i composed a song that was better than anything i could ever come up while conscious. i was aware that i was dreaming and 100% sure that if i was able to remember the melody (and lyrics) when i awoke, i'd have a radio hit on my hands. although it seemed, in the dream, as if i'd never get the tune out of my head, i eventually woke up and had forgotten it within 30 seconds.

thursday march 18

today i received a phone call from my mother telling me that my grandmother had passed away. she added that the family was hoping i'd be a pallbearer at the funeral, leading me to wonder whether i'd be able to properly carry my part of the casket, given the weakened state of my still-recovering right arm. we agreed that i'd probably have to be put on the right side so that i could go primarily lefty.

wednesday march 17

today i added a feature to my blog that allows you to view a random entry from the 1200+ i've posted over the last three and a half years. i enjoyed this addition way more than i thought i would. it resulted in my clicking through the past for so long that i ended up fixing two typos from old entries and finding one post where i predicted the future in a dream: "tiger woods...caught attempting to cheat"!!!

tuesday march 16

today i saw various production trucks and trailers parked along my street on my walk to the hospital. a few of these trailers, including one parked right outside our front door, had names on them, such as "michael" and "amanda." remembering seeing a notice warning that the warner brothers pilot nikita was shooting nearby today, i decided to do some research when i got home. the results were far more entertaining than expected, as i discovered "michael" was shane west and "amanda" was melinda clarke, aka julie cooper from the o.c.. for a moment, i debated hanging out on my balcony for the afternoon, peering down at their trailer in hopes of a possible celebrity sighting, but ultimately figured that a five-second glimpse of julie cooper might not be worth the wait. plus, i wasn't sure i'd even recognize shane west if i saw him.

monday march 15

today i reached this landmark in my last.fm playcount and thought it looked so cool that i didn't listen to any songs for the rest of the night (even though i wanted to), so as not to change it:

sunday march 14

today i had my writing called "deplorable" by a hall of fame baseball journalist.

saturday march 13

today i turned out my bedroom light and laid down to sleep. with the wind howling outside and rain periodically pounding against the window, the scene was already creepy enough. it was, however, made worse when i heard a scratching noise at my door. a couple seconds later, i heard the loud banging of something against the door. i sat up and looked to see what was going on, only to find my door flying open and my roommate's cat standing in the doorway, staring at me in the dark. i think he just wanted to sleep in my room but it looked more like he was auditioning for a role in a horror film.

friday march 12

today i went to an "afterparty" without going out to any "party" beforehand, which meant not leaving my house until approximately 1:30 am.

thursday march 11

today i planned to go grocery shopping. before i went out, i decided to shave my neck, since the facial hair growth there had been bothering me. i went to the bathroom, pulled out my electric shaver, and had shaved the left side clean when the battery died. with no manual razors at my disposal, this put me in a predicament: did i wait for my battery to charge, to do the other side of my neck, or did i just go get groceries with hair on half my neck? it wasn't as obvious as it would've been on my face, but it was still noticeable and odd-looking. i decided to wait for the shaver to recharge. when it eventually did, i'd lost the drive to go grocery shopping.