Buy high, sell low

Nicole and I signed up for our Gift Registry yesterday. We both went into the store pretty pumped up to do some "shopping", and after filling out some forms, the lady handed us Mr. Scanner and away we went. It was damn fun and frustrating at the same time. Fun because i'd go around to each item and scanning stuff like it was a game of laser tag (I'm sure Nicole thought i was a goof.). Frustrating, because, it's so freakin' hard to decide on what to get, as I already have a lot of stuff already (might not be best quality stuff though). So when I came across the Potato Masher - which I don't have - , i was all over it. So I scanned it in. Later that night, we checked the list online, and lo behold..it was there. But upon closer inspection, we discovered that '# desired' was 19. Our shock turned to laughter, when we imagined getting *19* potato mashers. Anyways, thanks to the wonders of online shopping, I corrected our mistake - must have been a little too trigger happy with that scanner.

On a somewhat related note, if I'd ever want to sell stuff I don't want, I could always go to eBay. But of course, I'd be up front and honest. And here's an example of honesty to the extreme.

Grindin' away.

Working from home today. Except for my birds, its pretty quiet and i seem to get a lot more done. In other news, in what seems to have become a Canada Day tradition for the past two years, i made my annual pilgrimage up Grouse Mountain on July 1st. I finished it in a record 1hr 56min, my slowest time ever. But that's OK, i had a good excuse :P I redeemed myself and did it again last night in 49 mins thanks to some guy who made a race out of it as we kept passing each other a couple times. I bought a Summit Seeker card this year so i can get my Grind times tracked. I officially reached Kosciuszko status having climbed the equivalent of Mt. Kosciuszko, the highest peak in Australia, which probably doesn't say that much since Australia is considered the flattest continent on Earth.

hAngOvEr

Today i experienced the worst hangover EVER. I woke up feeling as if someone had chained an anchor to my brain and chucked it over the side of a ship. I was not a happy camper. I got out of bed (actually it was a mattress on a floor in someone elses house), and tried to find a washroom. As I tried to maintain my balance standing at the toilet, i had this feeling of dejavu...as if i had seen this very same toilet the night before, but from a slightly lower vantage point. The tile floor seemed strangely familiar..then it dawned on me that it was one of the last things i saw before i passed out. Hmmpphh...