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Somewhere Over the Raincloud
Sep. 29th, 2011 02:40 pmYesterday I was starting to feel like I'd landed in parallel land.
I walked right past somebody who very well might have been the wifebeater. Right height, right colouring (with some added gray hair of course), right WALK, right amount of twitchiness. Right bone structure in his face although the face itself looked like it had been through considerable weathering. He'd be about 53 now I think, which could be about right although it's hard to tell age with somebody who hasn't exactly been taking it easy on himself. He did kind of a double-take when he saw me, although that might just have been because I was actually looking him in the face instead of pretending I couldn't see him like most of the people who have to pass through that neighbourhood. I thought about talking to him to find out for sure, but I'm still kind of... shall we say ambivalent? Yeah, that's a good word. Let's say that.
Then there was the ghost in the Clarke's[1] 12th floor bathroom. Seriously something invisible turned on and off the taps and then the hand-dryers. Nothing there was motion activated so it wasn't like there were sensors that were bouncing off me as I walked around[2].
That was followed by walking out of the subway train directly into the bomb squad cordoning off traffic and redirecting pedestrians to exit the station via the bus lanes. So that was interesting.
On a completely different note; effective today I have a new boss at work. He's somebody from a closely related department who I already work with on a fairly regular basis. If we lived in the same city we'd probably be going out for beers after work and laughing our asses off. He's smart, he's snarky and I outed him as a fellow geek in the first week of knowing him. He also has tons of really cool experience I can learn from so I am really looking forward to working directly with him.
I've been feeling really positive for the last week or so. I'm still dealing with side-effects from the meds but since the meds are working so well against the brain-weasels I've decided to just deal. I'm only dizzy now when I don't get enough sleep, but the drugs really fux00r my sleep. So I started taking sleeping pills...
...And found out the sleeping pills make me dizzy. *headdesk*
So I don't think I'll be riding my bicycle any time soon.
Feeling better is obviously making me more garrulous. I might even be able to do NaDruWriNi again this year.
[1]My mother works at the Clarke. One of these days I'm going to run into her in the hallway. I predict there will be much confusion.
[2] You know it isn't until I actually typed this out that I remembered the poltergeist I had when I was kid that re-emerged when I was living with the wifebeater. It used to throw shit across the kitchen. Huh. Not sure what to think about that.
I walked right past somebody who very well might have been the wifebeater. Right height, right colouring (with some added gray hair of course), right WALK, right amount of twitchiness. Right bone structure in his face although the face itself looked like it had been through considerable weathering. He'd be about 53 now I think, which could be about right although it's hard to tell age with somebody who hasn't exactly been taking it easy on himself. He did kind of a double-take when he saw me, although that might just have been because I was actually looking him in the face instead of pretending I couldn't see him like most of the people who have to pass through that neighbourhood. I thought about talking to him to find out for sure, but I'm still kind of... shall we say ambivalent? Yeah, that's a good word. Let's say that.
Then there was the ghost in the Clarke's[1] 12th floor bathroom. Seriously something invisible turned on and off the taps and then the hand-dryers. Nothing there was motion activated so it wasn't like there were sensors that were bouncing off me as I walked around[2].
That was followed by walking out of the subway train directly into the bomb squad cordoning off traffic and redirecting pedestrians to exit the station via the bus lanes. So that was interesting.
On a completely different note; effective today I have a new boss at work. He's somebody from a closely related department who I already work with on a fairly regular basis. If we lived in the same city we'd probably be going out for beers after work and laughing our asses off. He's smart, he's snarky and I outed him as a fellow geek in the first week of knowing him. He also has tons of really cool experience I can learn from so I am really looking forward to working directly with him.
I've been feeling really positive for the last week or so. I'm still dealing with side-effects from the meds but since the meds are working so well against the brain-weasels I've decided to just deal. I'm only dizzy now when I don't get enough sleep, but the drugs really fux00r my sleep. So I started taking sleeping pills...
...And found out the sleeping pills make me dizzy. *headdesk*
So I don't think I'll be riding my bicycle any time soon.
Feeling better is obviously making me more garrulous. I might even be able to do NaDruWriNi again this year.
[1]My mother works at the Clarke. One of these days I'm going to run into her in the hallway. I predict there will be much confusion.
[2] You know it isn't until I actually typed this out that I remembered the poltergeist I had when I was kid that re-emerged when I was living with the wifebeater. It used to throw shit across the kitchen. Huh. Not sure what to think about that.