last night, i almost turned into an iceberg while waiting for the streetcar. there were delays due to a major power outage in the city causing [1] streetcar to stop dead in its tracks. a bus picked me up and a slew of other poor shivering souls taking us home via the streetcar route. the snow started to fall around 11 last night. this morning, a light snowfall turned into wet rain by mid-day. rock on, crouton.
my mid afternoon adventures had me gazing in the store window of mario's: an array of artistic bags were on display. i hesitated before making my next move which had me entering the store i vowed never to walk into [so much for what i say]. i began to curse under my breath thinking things like 'what a hoity-toity store' but still found a sales lady to inquire about the bags. long story short, the bags are part of an art exhibit and are not even for sale. power of the purse. how suiting to find out what this site is really all about... the irony just spews... you know what else stinks, the central library...
off to go see a movie at the bagdad with jak. or maybe we should go tomorrow night?
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