Idleness makes me crazy. Like, clinically. With four days off this week, I'm trying to figure out what to do all day that will get me away from my house but that won't cost me money.
Yesterday I met Eileen for coffee (actual coffee!) and letter writing to our friend living overseas. We headed to Dressew to look at fabric for potential future projects and then over to look at purchasable books for a bit. (Working in libraries makes it hard for me to admit going to bookstores, let alone that I may buy books. It doesn't happen very often, but I feel oddly dirty when I do buy books.) I picked up a magazine and a quilting book, and spent large portions of the evening dreaming about sewing a quilt. It's a dangerous game to play because quilting always requires more fabric and I have a problem with collecting fabric in huge quantities. If I won the lottery I would blow it all on fabric and trips to places that have good fabric or clothing museums.
This morning I made my way to UBC, stopping off at Heather to pick up some maki sushi, to meet up again with Eileen. (Now that she's done school it's easy to convince her to wander around at the drop of a hat.) We decided to go to Nitobe to look at the cherry blossoms, but on the way there we popped into the Asian Library to see our friend Shirin. She came with us to the garden and had a nice visit while eating lunch and gazing at the one cherry blossom tree that was fully in bloom. The trees in Nitobe are way behind with their blossoms; other spots at UBC are fully blooming, so it's really odd. I liked seeing koi poking around the edge of the pond. It was quite nice. On the way to UBC I lost a button on my coat and couldn't remember if I had a spare one at home. This meant another visit to Dressew to look for buttons; I picked up two. They were boring, so I went to the button place in Gastown and picked up two really pretty etched buttons to hoard for the next time I lose a button from this coat. I headed homeward, got ready for work, and spent most of my last shift at Langara looking at journalism research guides from universities across Canada. I am sad that I don't have a schedule at Langara now, but am hopeful shifts will come up occasionally this summer. Fingers crossed.
(A rant: I hate that I have to reinforce buttons on new articles of clothing because clothing manufacturers put so little effort into sewing buttons on. I have a coat from my mother from the mid-1960s and it has never needed button reinforcement. The coat I wore today I've had for two weeks and already I have to reinforce them. Crap!)
Tonight I talked with my old flatmate about girls and boys and why both are so stupid. He and I got on pretty OK for the year we lived together, but our conversations were rarely very personal. Now, though, we've both grown up and have lots of baggage and try to make the other one understand what people of the respective opposite gender is all about. He's got a questioning ex-girlfriend; I've got loads of boys with no interest in dating me. A cheery conversation ensued. He's also given my condition a name and definition: "Karentitis, the fun one who nobody winds up dating." It is painfully fitting. It's also somewhat reassuring that an actual male doesn't understand why I have such crappy luck with dating males. (Today I am fantastically bitter about the boys that didn't like me back, especially the most recent one who is actually nice in non-dating life but a nonsensical jackass in dating mode. I applied to a job in Dubai last night in the hopes I'd be able to disappear in another country and perhaps be stoned to death instead of having to be told I'm not dateable one more time. I've also looked seriously into joining a convent, but am still on the fence with that because of the religious part of it.)
Tomorrow I need to finish my errands for Chicago. Also, WTF is Drew Barrymore wearing on Letterman?!
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