Category: Life

This is me driving with straws up my nose.

…and this is me driving with tissue paper in my nose to stop the profuse bleeding that followed an accidental jab. (more…)

Alright, well over the last year I’ve been doing status updates about my weight. At my peak in August of 2009, I weighed 187 pounds. At my lowest since then, in January 2010, I weighed 161.

I can’t just keep giving good news, so here’s the bad: I’ve gained much of that weight back. I’m at 180. Jay and I are working together on a new plan to lose weight once more.

I used to eat one meal a day. That’s how I did the initial weight loss. It wasn’t very sustainable, and as soon as my eating patterns changed after meeting Jay, I started to gain the weight back. So the trick now is to reduce weight while eating healthily, and Jay is helping me very much in this respect.

Rogers was my cellphone carrier previous to Wind Mobile. I wasn’t a big fan, and I’m glad I switched. Anywho, I received a letter from Rogers today.

Dear Julien McArdle,

I’d like to extend my appreciation for your business by offering you a special opportunity to upgrade to a new wireless device – at an exclusive price being offered to you for a limited time.

It goes on to say that if I sign on a new three-year contract, I’ll be able to purchase a new mobile phone at a discount. The “limited-time offer” is bogus, as those savings are the same for new customers and the existing batch who renews their contracts.

Nice try Rogers, but I’m not coming back.

This post is dedicated to you guys. Yes, I’m in a sappy mood.

Jeremy and Tina: Jeremy, I first met you when we worked at Staples. We became good friends, and university partners in crime. Highlights: That time where we ran the fake candidate for the university elections. Oh, and the boat party where the idiot jumped overboard and the crew tried to keep things hush hush.

Jon and Eric: Friends dating back to high school. Eric and I had university classes together, and now work together. We frequently get up to mischief. Highlights: Jon – Getting up at 4AM to go to the Sarah Palin book signing in Rochester. Eric – not realizing that the computer had internal speakers, and accidentally blasting music in the Remote Sensing class when I pulled out my headphones.

Jason Scott: First talked to you in an uncomfortable manner to see if you were interested in giving a talk at HOPE. I look up to you, and thank you for pushing me to keep doing what I love (but sometimes forget I love.) Highlights: having to use a mic that Jello had put his ass against minutes previous.

Corie: Met you the first day of university frosh, during a campus tour. You helped me work through the tougher times of my life. Highlight: clacking our teeth together when we forced ourselves to kiss, then promptly covering our mouths in agonizing pain.

Adrian: Long-time friend. We met in grade 6, playing together almost every day. You’re a great friend and ally. Thank you. Highlight: helping you move in Montreal. May New Zealand treat you well.

Jay: My boyfriend. The last four months have been a roller coaster of awesome. Highlights: being accused of shoplifting at Walmart. Going to the Bare Naked Ladies concert. Attending the ill-fated Ann Coulter speech.

Everyone else: Thank you.

What a random weekend!

Friday night, Jay noticed that the Barenaked Ladies posted this tweet:

This is a quick one twitterverse- ticket giveaway for London, ON show tomorrow night. Coming up in 10 minutes…
9:37 PM Apr 16th via TweetDeck

Followed by:

First 4 people to respond to this with #BnLLondon gets a pair of tix. Remember, you have 5 mins to reply to the DM sent to u if you won
9:46 PM Apr 16th via TweetDeck

Jay responded accordingly. He was the third person to answer and won the tickets! Slight problem though: the concert was in London, Ontario – a town seven hours away. It was also less than 24 hours away.

We checked the train schedule. There’d only be one train that would get us there on time to see the concert, and it would leave at 6:45AM. Since that meant we had to be up by 4AM to be able to bus to the train yard on time, we decided to skip over pesky sleeping. By this point, it was already midnight.

We got up at four and headed towards the train station. I was reminded of how pleasant it is to take the train. It took only a few minutes to obtain the tickets and board. The staff were courteous and genuinely appeared to enjoy their job.

For the Toronto-London leg of the trip, we sat at a group of four seats at the back of the cab that faced a table. We sat across from a man who was drunk off of mouthwash. He was listening to music on headphones, hitting the wall to the beats, occasionally sharing undecipherable lyrics to the world and throwing empty packs of cigarettes at me.

London is such a nice city. It has half the population of Ottawa, but it feels much more substantial. It’s clean and the drivers are nicer than the ones here.

Jay thought this comment was funny:
Hotelier: So you’ll have a room with two queens?
Me: Yes, but I’d like it to have one bed.

I was oblivious. Anywho, we went to pick up the tickets. They weren’t ready, but the kind girl at the box office agreed to call us when they would come in. We walked around, she called, and we got our tix.

The concert itself was great. First up was Joel Plaskett. These guys delivered a class act. They won a Juno the night of the show!

Next up was the Barenaked Ladies. These guys were the cherry on top. To be honest, I’m not a big fan of their music. The live performance, however, was just bloody fantastic. I can’t speak highly enough of their show, and this ranks among the best concerts I’ve ever seen.

The trip back the following day was interesting. The train lost power and stopped. The lights in our cab started to flicker, and then turned off. Then those of the cab in front started to flicker, and turned off. Meanwhile, the train still had wifi + a satellite connection, so we were able to watch the hockey game live off of a pirated stream while the engineers were running around.

The fun was short lasted, and the satcom died. The train was pitch black. In the end, we would arrive two hours later than scheduled. My friend, JT Alfons author of Surrogate Stars, gave me a lift back to my place, which was much appreciated.