Oh snap. Literally. My glasses snapped. The frame, on the left side. Wonderful.

It happened yesterday. So today I made my way downtown to the shop where I bought them. I’ll need to have the frames replaced, they have ordered in some new ones. 8-10 days until they will arrive. Until then I will have to walk around with the left side taped up. It’s annoying, it’s hard to get the glasses to sit right on the face now. They keep shifting around and getting all slanty and stuff. But the really annoying thing is that the warranty has expired so I have to pay for it myself. It’s not hugely expensive. But still, more than a Seinfeld season 9 box would cost me. So I probably won’t buy that until my birthday. Which is coming up, by the way. March 15th. Start saving.

There’s a couple of other annoying things I have to deal with too. Insurance for example. I don’t have insurance. It never occured to me when I moved out. Then the other day my dad brought it up and I was all like “insurance, you say? what is this of which you speak”. That’s how I recall the conversation anyway. I don’t have a lot of valuable stuff but I suppose I better get me some insurance nonetheless. So I’ll have to deal with that. And then I have to get in touch with Jannie and see if she can take my playground shift on Saturday. Since I’ll be going to my parentses wedding, such as it is. My dad seemed to want me to be there, so I guess I better go. He also said it would only take 10-15 minutes, so I can live through that I’m sure. It’s not going to be much of a ceremony, and that suits me just fine. A rubber stamp and NEEEXT.

And they say romance is dead.

But anyway. I don’t like these little surprises, forcing me to go out and meet people in situations I am not used to. It’s not much fun. On the other hand, it’s nice when it’s over and I can think to myself “oh well, that wasn’t so bad after all”. That’s how it always goes. Worry before, relieved afterwards.

It has been quite cold lately. Although the snow is gone now. But I am sort of torn. I love snow and I want more of it. But on the other hand I feel less resistant to cold. Maybe it’s the weight loss, I am less insulated? Who knows. Or maybe it’s because of the bad flooring in my appartment. The floors are very worn and there are littles spaces between some of the floorboards. Maybe that’s why it’s colder down at floor level than at higher levels in here. Or maybe it’s just that the heat naturally drifts upwards… I don’t know. All I know is that even when I put on the heat I still find myself with cold feet. And not liking it. Yesterday they were hurting all day. My left foot. Periodically, some kind of murmurring pain. Not horribly painful, but annoying. And my toes sometimes. Maybe I’m getting arthritis, you know because I’m so old and stuff. Yes. I don’t know. Some nights my toes and feet bother me, with coldness and intermittent pains and they keep me from falling asleep.

Also today my back is hurting. The right side. But only when I move. So I’ll be sitting down and forgetting about it and then when I get up to get a cool can of cola (for example) then it’ll start hurting and I’ll go “ooh right. The back”.

Do I complain a lot? I don’t like people who complain a lot. They suck. But people who complain about people who complain are the worst. And the ones that complain about the ones that complain about the ones that complain? Don’t get me started about those guys.

Etcetera.

Alrite, that’s enough out of you Plume. Get back in your box.

Life is a funny old thing, isn’t it? Yesterday I received bad news. Today it was good news. I guess. Sort of. Well, my parents are getting married.

How about that? In case you didn’t know, they’ve been together some.. 30 years? But not married. Which makes me a bastard, when you think about it. At least for another week. They’re getting married next Saturday. Just at the mayor’s office, or whatever you call it. Not a big wedding in a church or anything. I guess it’s more for legal and convenience reasons. Or something. I have many conflicting emotions on the issue, but since they both know of this blog, and at least my mother regular visits and reads as much as she can with her limited English, I do not really feel comfortable discussing it all.

I’m feeding animals next Saturday. I’m not sure I’ll be able to make it. Well, I’m sure I could make it work. But I don’t know if I really feel like it. I don’t think there’s going to be any real celebration either. Maybe they’ll invite me round for dinner. It’s just all so odd. I’m almost thirty, and my parents are getting married. Hah. Hmm.

And outside it is snowing.

I went out to drop off some paper waste and empty bottles. At the trash “island”. Dotted around the neighbourhood are these trash stations with recycling bins for paper and bottles and containers for trash too big to fit in the trash chutes in the buildings. So I figured that was a good excuse for going out for a walk in the snow. The weather forecast says it’ll get warmer tomorrow and there might be rain. So the snow might be gone all too soon.

Maybe I should go shopping for a tuxedo.

Life is weird, and my head hurts.