Episode II: The Appliance Strikes Back
Posted by yoursinwriting in Everything Else on April 8th, 2007
The clock came on, but it was off by a couple of hours. I intuitively pushed the “Clock” button, but nothing happened. Hm. Maybe I was doing this wrong. I got out the manual and looked up how to set the time. Step 1: Push the “Clock” button. I pushed the “Clock” button again. The display flashed in red: “CONV BAKE: 350 START?” Whoa. That can’t be good. I pushed “Cancel” and it disappeared.
Manifest Destiny Lite
Posted by yoursinwriting in Everything Else on March 11th, 2007
Once again, here I am ready to write something, and the topic that comes to mind is the new girlfriend. She’s a special model, with all the top-of-the-line sexy, snuggly, healthy, funny, sporty, smarty features you would expect in a high-end female, but none of the judgemental, conceited, neurotic artifacts found in some other premium women with poorer build quality.
Finally at a Loss for Words
Posted by yoursinwriting in Everything Else on March 4th, 2007
I’ve met an incredible woman. That’s it. The excuse for my lack of posting, the explanation for why my co-workers think I’m looking kinda strange lately.
I can’t really put into words what this is like. Not yet. I feel a rush to express it, to experience it in language, but it’s as futile as hurrying Christmas.
A Month With a Microwave
Posted by yoursinwriting in Everything Else on February 26th, 2007
Like most things I set my mind to, the decision to put off buying a stove is putting a huge cramp in my lifestyle. But on the flip side, as it usually happens when my lifestyle is cramped, I have adapted with only minor discomfort, and a good story. In fact, it’s amazingly easy to live with only a microwave and fridge, as long as you are willing to eat out a lot.
My Broken Tape Measure
Posted by yoursinwriting in Everything Else on February 11th, 2007
Today I decided to see just how tall I actually am. I have been saying six-foot-two since grade 11, and in university the varsity volleyball team program listed me at six-foot-three.
My Condo Pre-Walkthrough Walkthrough
Posted by yoursinwriting in Everything Else on January 26th, 2007
So I’ve been sneaking into my condo every week to see it coming along. Last week this is what it looked like.
Two Days After PRK Laser Eye Surgery
Posted by yoursinwriting in Everything Else on January 24th, 2007
Today started off pretty crappy. When I woke up, I had trouble focussing, and the contact in my left eye felt out of place. Still, I got showered, dressed up a bit in my new pants and belt (which I bought yesterday when I was waiting for my checkup appointment, using my Bay Gift Certificate… thanks Mom!), and went in to work.
The Day After PRK Laser Eye Surgery
Posted by yoursinwriting in Everything Else on January 23rd, 2007
I was in good hands for my surgery. This is the painting I was talking about yesterday, located in the main greeting room for the company that did my eye surgery. I guess the “Prayer Request” card in my surgery package (where I could ask to have my surgeon, who “believes in the power of prayer,” pray with me personally before the surgery) wasn’t an isolated artifact.
PRK Laser Eye Surgery Smells Like Burning Hair
Posted by yoursinwriting in Everything Else on January 22nd, 2007
This is what I look like before going to bed. Seriously. This is to keep me from rubbing my eyes in my sleep. Which I would definitely do.
What?!? Look Directly at the Laser?!?
Posted by yoursinwriting in Everything Else on January 21st, 2007
As for safety, my surgeon is apparently a superstar. I googled him, and found a whole bunch of research he is working on, along with a guy who had him as his eye surgeon, and gives the doc a huge thumbs up. About the most disturbing thing I could find about him is a small square of paper in my preparation package with the title “Prayer Request.” It starts “Your surgeon is a Christian and he believes in the power of prayer.” If I check the box, put my name on the line, and hand it in on the day of my surgery, the doctor will take a moment to pray with me for a good outcome. However, the card also says that “Each day [the doctor] personally prays for his patients and he prays for divine guidance as he operates on each patient.” I think that should be enough. After all, if God is looking out for the doc’s performance (and, by association, his malpractice insurance), I’m sure that means I should be fine.
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