This weekend, I treated myself (and the boyfriend, lol) with a trip to the Interior Design Show 2010 which happened this year at the Metro Convention Center. And of course, I took a bunch of pictures!

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You know, it’s not that the ‘for sale’ sign on my lawn has disappeared that makes me a little pissed off today.  It could have been stolen, or wind might have taken it away, though somehow that same wind managed to tear off a leg of the metal stand, pluck it out of the ground and place it somewhere else on my lawn while stealing the large plastic signs themselves.  It could also have been stolen by little shits.  But no, that’s not what annoys me most. It’s the fact that someone left a fucking shopping cart on the side of my driveway.  Seriously.  The grocery store is three blocks away. I see people hauling shopping carts away from there down the street all the time. I think it’s tacky. I would be so embarassed to be seen taking a shopping cart out of the mall parking lot. I see that and the first thing I think is that it’s the epitome of trashiness.  Particularly when they don’t return the carts, they just fucking ditch them on someone’s lawn!

I couldn’t leave the cart there, so of course I had to be the one that brought it back to the mall parking lot. And yes, I was embarassed to be seen pushing it down the street even if it was back towards the mall. And because there is construction down my street, it didn’t make things easier.

I just can’t believe people some time.

This post is mostly here to try out the BlackBerry WP app. I’m still getting the hang of typing on this thing and it takes a bit of getting used to but even the SureType keyboard layout isn’t all that bad. I’m completely digging on having internet on the go.

As far as life goes I’m so tired right now and I’m not even sure why. I had a busy weekend of exploring St. Lawrence Market and Left 4 Dead 2 interspersed with The Office DVD marathon and today I had planned to do a few things around my house but I’m shifting those plans for tomorrow instead. I need a nap or a latte or something.

So I’ve wanted a smartphone for quite some time, and I’ve kind of held off on it because it wasn’t really necessary for me.  However, with new things coming up, the need for a smartphone has once again reared it’s head and I figured I may as well not settle and wait for the one that I want.  So hello there Blackberry Storm 9550!  This is the worthy successor of the original Blackberry Storm 9530, and along with the fact that it’s a Blackberry it’s also got a lot of features that will make it fun and useful. I like the idea of the touchscreen, being able to cart around and display photos as well as a bunch of useful apps… I really can’t wait until I see this phone in action.

I have debated to myself whether or not to get this or an iPhone, but the BB (either this or the Bold 9700) has won out in the end because of it’s business capabilities and it’s overall BB-ness.  Hopefully the Storm will come out for Canada soonish. I’m betting by the end of the month. After which I’ll no longer have to lug around my laptop just to check my e-mail.  I’m excited. I love new toys!

So I’m sitting in a Starbucks and nothing interesting is happening. I got the first viewing on my house today so that’s a little exciting for me. I’ve done all the necessary polishing, scrubbing, vaccuuming, etcetera. I’ve been burning the Body Shop’s Sandalwood and Fireplace oils to give the place a gentle rustic scent. I just made sure everything was in place before I grabbed my laptop in my spiffy new power red non-leather laptop case and left in my cute little green Yaris. Because I know that when it comes to selling your house, it’s best that the owner and family isn’t in the home when the place is being shown. It just makes the clients feel a little more comfortable.

I don’t know how to currently define myself. I’ve long since stopped thinking of this house as my home. I go back and forth between here, my parents and my boyfriend’s and I’m not really minding it. I feel like I’m between corporate and bohemian. Transitioning is weird.

Hmm. I kinda want to go shopping now. Off to the mall I go.

Oh stress. Happy, happy stress. I was having a discussion tonight with the dude how I feel like I get more done when I have a bit of a fire under me. And not in the fearful, oh-shit, panicky way. I feel like if I’m motivated to by crazier deadlines, then I tend to do a better job.  The fun thing about that thought is right now, there’s no deadline really except for the ones I’ve imposed on myself.  I feel like I’ve been going back and forth trying to sort out my life, and slowly things are falling into place. It’ll be an interesting path, that’s for sure.

For the past few weeks, I’ve been spending maybe half the time in Mississauga or Toronto. The rest of the time I’ve spent at home I’ve been getting the house ready to sell.   It’s listed all, so now all I have to do is hang out and wait for any potential customers. I admit, it will be really nice, though in a bittersweet way, to be done with it all. Whatever happens, I’ll be glad to be back in the GTA.  

Just a few pics from a quick trip to Port Dalhousie sometime last month. I hadn’t taken my camera out as often as I’d have liked this year. :p

Ah, bike vanity. <3

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Like everyone else pretty much, I’ve been following the story of former attorney-general Michael Bryant’s arrest in the incident between him and a cyclist which left the cyclist dead. This story is particularly interesting because of the two men involved. Both from different ends of the social spectrum.

I’m a cyclist, and now I’m also a motorist. I don’t think that diminishes the fact that I’ve spent pretty much 4 years getting by with just my two bikes. I still get around by bike when I can.  I’m still pretty much aware that all it takes is a driver who isn’t paying attention to simply kill me.  I certainly have been known to swear loudly at drivers who pass too close. I’ve never clung on to someone’s passenger side door, though.

As a cyclist, I currently cannot feel sympathetic to what either of these men were going through during the altercation. I can only feel sorry that one person ended up dead and that person had friends and family that will miss him. I’m also wondering to some extent if he brought it on himself. I’m not going to join in the throng of cyclist protesters that are yelling out “murder” until more facts come to light.

If you ride, respect all the rules of the road… even if you don’t follow them all, respect why they are there.  If you drive, for God’s sake keep your eyes open.  I hate to see anyone hurt because of things that can be avoided.

more links:   Ex-Ontario Attorny-General Michael Bryant arrested after death of cyclist@ BikingToronto forums

It’s the truth. I’m pretty bad at softball. I constantly strike out, I cannot catch a fly ball to save my life and I throw like a girl. But you know what, I’m okay with that because I’m a decent volleyball player. I think I’d make a good athlete if I just trained a little bit instead of coming to a game once a week or whenever.

Tonight was the first playoff game we had. Our team is coming in at the bottom of the league, lol. Again, I’m okay with this. I only signed on to get out and have fun.  But I do get competetive.

The only hit I had all night rang my hands pretty strangely. Right now, they feel just a little funny and they may get sore in the morning.  And I’m tired.

Tomorrow I have meetings. Dun dun dunnnnnn!!! It’s nothing I’m going to talk about at length until things are a little more steady for me. For the past month I’ve felt pretty lazy and it was pretty sweet. But I’m ready to get moving again.  Anyway. Boring journal is boring.

So today is supposedly the hottest day of the year, at least in Toronto, and I’m sitting here with fast food psyching myself out to tackle the overgrown weeds in the back yard.

Gardening can be fun. I think it’s not for me. I might have a brown thumb that once in a while I paint green and pretend, but I really don’t have the patience for it. And I hate dirt.

I think my next property will be a condo and the most gardening I may ever do will be balconey tomatoes. Because tomatoes rule.

Anyway, I came home from a preparatory  purchase run at Home Depot… paper yard waste bags, a garden hose to replace my ripped up one, some new trimmers, and gloves, that sort of stuff.  It is bloody hot out there. And yet I need to do this because if I sit on my ass and play the Sims all day, then I’ll be the biggest wanker ever.

Still. It’s so bloody hot.