~ The girl who occupies the cubicle next to mine eats yogurt all day. The tonk-schick-tonk-schick of scraping the bottom of the tub is incessant. I was wondering if the fact my skin is in a constant state of crawling was due to some other catalyst. But since she was away today and my skin didn’t crawl once, I think I can begin my internal dialogue of bitching about the yogurt eating in earnest. No pussy-footing around anymore. It’s time to get primeval with the quiet, private, secret ire.
~ Our building has a 13th floor. It doesn’t call itself 13 but 12A. It’s a very popular floor. Everytime I take the elevator, someone gets on or off on 12A. I’m not sure what’s on 12A but it looks bleak. I can also network to printers located on 12A so it’s part of the Ministry. Strangely there is no 12B. There is a 12 which I think should be 12A and 12A should be 12B. I might alter all the elevators with stickers to this effect.
~ This morning a homeless man was standing outside the building singing. As I approached I could hear him intoning, “It’s beginning to look at a lot like…” and as I passed he turned to face me and continued, “getting a kick in the head.” I carried on without listening to the rest of his rendition.
~ I snuck into the office beside my cubicle to take pictures of the view. When the owner returned, their nose in some papers, and looked up to find me hovering behind their desk, she shrieked.
[The view in question]
what part of toronto is that
It might by Yonge/Bloor. But it might be Yonge/Eglington. Or it might be St. Clair west/east at Yonge. I can’t figure out which direction the window faces…
ahh, I was wondering where the CN Tower was. I’m used to the southern skyline, forgot Yonge/Bloor is a fair ways north.
bloor is a bit north of your usual queens stomping grounds i suppose. i, myself, consider bloor the toronto equator if you will. but that’s because i live there. eglinton is a fair ways north…
dat me.
I just figured it out. That view is North. So those buildings are probably Eglinton Centre and whatnot. I found thwe office where there’s a view of the CN tower.
that all sounds being john malcovichish. or something like that.
if you ever get near the water there i’d really enjoy a photo of across the water at the little blot of almost tall buildings and mostly the heaviest patch of smog across the lake. that’s where i’m from.
not the really heavy smog to the far right from the beach. that would be hamilton. the smaller patch to the left of that. that’s my place.
i try not to go near the water. there’s somethign creepy about the great lakes.
you should see the Canadian Malting Plant, at the southern end of Bathurst.
Don’t remember all that graffiti being there but it’s pretty impressive. read some urban exploration site talking about it being full of doorways opening into 10 story drops and stuff, and you can see the entire toronto skyline pretty good.
Southend of Bathurst is really far away. This will probably have to wait until summer for me.
I too am curiously irritated when I hear people in other cubicles eating yogourt. My reaction is “ew, gross” for some reason, even though I like to eat yogourt myself. I just don’t like it when other people eat it.
It sounds liek someone taking a spoon to chest cavity of a festering corpse.