Dreams, Glasses, and Scary Bus Rides
by
Chantelle
- 4:57 PM
Last night I had a weird dream.
I dreamed that someone gave me a bottle of this foreign drink and told me it was delicious and I should try some. The bottle was colourful and the writing was in an awesome font, and if you know me, you know I'm a sucker for a good font. And trying foreign things. Anyways so I started chugging back whatever was in this bottle and by the time I was two-thirds done, the person was like, "Oh, by the way, there was liquor in that. Hope that's okay." Yeah, it was NOT okay. I started jumping on things and running into walls and saying really stupid things. I'm not entirely sure if that's how alcohol works, but it was scary and I woke up panicky. But then I realized it was a dream.
Moral of the story: Don't always trust flashy bottles and cool fonts. Or strangers offering you beverages.
My glasses came in today!
I dreamed that someone gave me a bottle of this foreign drink and told me it was delicious and I should try some. The bottle was colourful and the writing was in an awesome font, and if you know me, you know I'm a sucker for a good font. And trying foreign things. Anyways so I started chugging back whatever was in this bottle and by the time I was two-thirds done, the person was like, "Oh, by the way, there was liquor in that. Hope that's okay." Yeah, it was NOT okay. I started jumping on things and running into walls and saying really stupid things. I'm not entirely sure if that's how alcohol works, but it was scary and I woke up panicky. But then I realized it was a dream.
Moral of the story: Don't always trust flashy bottles and cool fonts. Or strangers offering you beverages.
My glasses came in today!
They're brown on the outside and tortoiseshell on the inside. I think I might be in love.
Annnnnd I got prescription sunnies! I've never been able to wear sunglasses before so it's kind of a lot exciting.
The guy at the eye place who helped me order them is named JJ. I love the fact that people who work in places like that are paid to give you compliments. When I tried them on today for adjustments he told me that they looked "pretty sharp" and that I had good style. I wanted to whip out my sass and be all like "Yeah, I know. I'm a big deal. Whatevs." but instead I just smiled demurely and said "Thank you" nicely. One day the sass will be unleashed...
Ready for my stupid moment of the day? I went to Superstore because I was out of groceries. So I did my thing, got my groceries, and crossed the road to get on the bus. Well, I waited and waited and ate two strawberries because I was hungry, and FINALLY a bus shows up. But somehow I misread the number on the front of the bus! I was supposed to go downtown, and then transfer to the bus that would take me home, but instead of turning to go downtown, this bus kept going straight. And it drove past all of my recognizable landmarks. I WAS ON THE OPPOSITE SIDE OF TOWN. I didn't really know where I was, plus I was in this super sketch part of town, and I had four full bags of groceries with me. Finally we reached the north bus terminal.
Chantelle: Excuse me, but does this bus go downtown?
Bus Driver: No.
Chantelle: Is there another bus coming that will be going downtown?
Bus Driver: No.
Chantelle. Oh. Okay.
Bus Driver: *glares*
Yeah. I was one scared little white girl today. Eventually I got things straightened out and made it home safely. At least I learned to always double check what bus you are getting on. And that the bus drivers sometimes play Marco Polo on the bus radios. Haha.
