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And Furthermore... [Dec. 20th, 2004|09:40 pm]
Young Geoffrey
[mood |tiredtired]

  • Seems everyone's been bitchin' 'bout the weather this morning. -37, they say, as if shocked by such chill here in the Great White North. (Some, honest enough to mention that includes wind-chill.) Me? I kissed Laura goodbye, hopped on the ol' bicyclette an' passed streetcars (of course, stopping for those unfortunates getting on and off) on my way to the office.

    Chilluns', if the chimneys ain't blowin' smoke straight up, it ain't that cold.

  • Arrogant braggadicio aside, my body is pretty sore.

    Yesterday saw me work-out for the first time in a while, then entertain Laura (as only she demands to be entertained), before we hied ourselves along Queen to a friend's new apartment (he just in from Ottawa, finally braving the big city at the ripe young age of 34). Another wannabe writer, he had a lot of stuff, including a god damned 52-inch teevee, a ridiculously over-sized couch no doubt bought cheap from a bankrupt Nevada whorehouse and box after box of books.

    After which, all five of us found ourselves at a restaurant for a bite, then Laura and I retired to my humble abode, where she insisted I read to her from my collected (if unfinished) works.

    Oh! the humanity!

  • My mother is selling what's left of my childhood homestead - a small house and nine acres of bush. I am trying to figure out whether I can swing a mortgage.

  • I've got 5 days off over Saturnalia (hats off to beable, whose most recent post made me giggle) but, because all travelling plans fell through, I will be on call that week as well as this, carrying a pager with me, wherever I do go.

  • I am exhausted. Two (or is it three) nights of broken sleep and vivid dreams will do that to a feller, even one as young as myself.

  • I still like beer.

  • This is a hideously pointless post. I'll stop now.

From: patriarch420
2004-12-21 06:21 pm (UTC)
It sort of went downhill after the first two paragraphs...

But no writing is pointless!

Albeit, now that you mention it... That couch did look suspiciously whorehouse-esque. Dammit, I want one! I don't, however, want to carry it up a flight of sketchy back stairs in December..heh.

Still free on Thursday?


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[User Picture]From: ed_rex
2004-12-21 06:36 pm (UTC)
Yes, I am. But I'll need to leave the apartment noonish on Friday.

That couch did look suspiciously whorehouse-esque.

Wait'll you catch an eye-ful of his painting of a woman fucking an octopus. Sheesh.
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[User Picture]From: offermeescape
2004-12-21 11:16 pm (UTC)
Young Geoffrey, that was the coldest weather Toronto had seen since 1944.

I was outside on Bloor Street at 2:00 am when it was -37 with the windchill.

I waited 10 minutes for the bus before I was lead into temptation - and found myself in the back of a cab headed home.

$20 later, and I still have my ears.

Life is good.
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[User Picture]From: ed_rex
2004-12-23 09:34 pm (UTC)
...that was the coldest weather Toronto had seen since 1944.

Are you sure about that? I swear I remember a few nights that got down below -30 - without that panty-waist windchill factor.

But yes: life is good.
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[User Picture]From: offermeescape
2004-12-24 03:47 am (UTC)
I've only been in Toronto since 2000 and I can definitely say that was the coldest night I'd seen there.. but the weather guy said it was the coldest in 60 years.. perhaps he was exaggerating. :P
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[User Picture]From: ed_rex
2004-12-24 07:50 pm (UTC)
I tried googling the topic early this morning while suffering a wee dose of insomnia, but wasn't able to confirm or deny - if any of my Gentle Readers can point me towards a temperature archive for our fair city, I'd appreciate it.
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