I haven't checked yet, but I'm pretty sure I'm not a multi-millionaire. Yet. A part of me wants to enter as many million dollar lotteries as possible, but then I remember that's like throwing money away. A bit counterproductive. Still... those ads for $1 million a year for 25 years... They're so tempting. It would be sort of rad to win. I could, like, stay in a nice hotel in Chicago and buy a candy thermometer. Maybe get some new socks.
My wants are modest. Usually.
Last weekend wound up being much more interesting than it looked like it was going to be. On Friday I met up with my sister and went to see the Sick & Twisted Festival of Animation at the Rio. Beforehand we grabbed a coffee (neither of us drinks much of the stuff) and tried not to watch as paramedics tried to revive a woman who had overdosed at the Skytrain station. Anita isn't the most chatty, open person, so when the people next to us started trying to talk to us, she just gave them eye-rolling looks while I tried to be friendly. It wasn't a great collection; some of the films were pretty dull, but there were a few amusing ones. The best ass contest was actually really tiresome and people seemed to get increasingly bored with each of the 5 contestants, especially the goth girl who thought she was way hotter than anyone noticed. I never thought I'd be so bored looking at asses. The stupid stamp is still partly on my wrist, even after excessive washing.
Saturday after work I met up with the always lovely Rebecca and Gabriel for a jam-packed night. We went to Campagnolo beside the Ivanhoe and it was a really nice experience. The decor is more comforting than exposed beams and brick should be, our server Bobby was a delight, and the food was tasty and moderately affordable. The place was packed by the time we left after 7. It's not often that I go to restaurants that feel alive and with a soul; this place did. We scurried over to Science World to catch an IMAX double feature. That was fun! The one about caves was awesome; I just stared mouth agape for most of it. The one about the Mars rovers was also really interesting, but just not the same as the caves. Then we headed up to the Veteran's Hall to assess the karaoke situation. R&G had never been, but the lure of $3.25 bottles of Pilsner was too great. Had hilarious conversation and I love them. I really do. They're just fantastically interesting, kind people. I was sad when my bus stop came.
Tonight I met up with my friend from work for dinner and drinks. She came back from Japan in January and we haven't been able to catch up much since she's been back. It was good to talk about Japan again and I think she hasn't had much chance to decompress from the time she was there. I want to go back to Japan. Not to live, but to visit. Eat some onigiri and oden from the conbini. And maybe relearn some Japanese. R&G are taking Japanese this summer and I'm so jealous. If I get a regular job I should remember that I want to take Japanese classes. That could be years from now.
Unless... maybe I'll see about that lottery draw after all.
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