Weird Result

I think I’ve ignored this issue long enough. It’s not that big of a deal but I’ve had a pretty dry week with not much exciting stuff to ponder. So I’ve decided to ponder about the following oddity…

As you might recall I had a date with this girl, we’ll call Sarah Jessica Parker. The connection is that one of her favorite shows is “Sex and the City” so I thought it was only fair. Anyway I stumbled onto Sarah on this dating site. I wasn’t actually actively searching for anybody on there, nor have I ever dated anybody off of the web. She looked cute, her profile said she was ambitious, so why not? I messaged her, we got some good rapport going. I added her on msn and we talked for a bit. I tried to keep conversations down to a minimum because I don’t like getting to know someone online, feels too two dimensional. Anyway everything seemed to be promising. She seemed attentive and interested, when we did chat it’d last for like 2 hours. It turned out that we knew a lot of the same people, everything seemed legit. So I talked to her a total of maybe 2-3 times then I was busy with work and gone for the weekend to Toronto. While in Toronto I decided to ask her out once I got back. That is exactly what I did when I got back. I even called her to chat and set up the time and place. Great everything seemed good.

Come Thursday 10 pm, I drove to meet her after work. It was a bloody cold day so that somewhat limited enjoyable possibilities. So I picked her up. Yes I have to admit I was abnormally anxious and nervous. Mostly because I had never met anyone from online and she seemed like a pretty great girl. Now here is where it gets interested, or doesn’t …

So we met and nothing happened. Internally I mean. I didn’t feel an extreme attraction or anything. In fact if I was to describe the situation it would be completely neutral. We grabbed some coffee/tea walked around the cold and windy streets of Ottawa. We ended up sneaking into a local mall to defrost and perhaps grab some drinks. That didn’t happen either as a bunch of stuff was closing for maintenance. All the while we were talking about a variety of subjects but nothing “exciting”. I don’t mean to make it seem like it was her fault but it just didn’t feel like we had established a physical rapport (maybe because it was cold) but both of us were clearly in reserve mode. Later we migrated to a local bubble tea place (which one of my friends recommended) and finally took a seat. I managed to spill a drink on myself twice but what can you do. So we talked and talked but I had a feeling that we were running dry of simple talk. Neither of us got personal so when the bubble place was closing at quarter to twelve we headed for the cash. Here comes the most exciting part of the evening.

As we were walking to the cash I put my hand on her back and said that I’d cover it. She said something which I didn’t quite hear. I figured we’d decided to pay of ourselves. Apparently not. She told me she’d pay for it. I said we’d split it? She said that since I drove she’d pay for it. Uhh ok, I’m not exactly poor plus I asked her out so I’d really appreciate it being on me. I said I’d pay once more she declined so I said that she can pay if she insists. She said she does. Ok fine, what am I going to wrestle you for the cheque? I’m certainly not. So I didn’t and she paid for it. The walk back to my car we started to talk about why she paid for it but somehow the subject got switched and I didn’t bring it back up. I realized it was quite chilly (windy) and figured hey I’ll offer her my jacket after all she was dressed more to impress than to keep herself warm. Declined again. Fine by me, my job is to offer right?

We made it back to my car, I was still kind of not very impressed by her performance so I stuck out my hand for a handshake because obviously there was no click. She said she’d give me a hug as though she was doing me a favor? Uh ok sure a hug no problem. She made some last moment remarks about staying in touch or something like that and I just squeezed in if she needed a ride back to her place? She declined yet once more. Fine, great, really I don’t mind I was offering for her sake. I got in my car and drove home extra fast so that I could catch a bit more Zzz. That gives you an idea of how there wasn’t any connection there at all.

A day and some went by, I decided to post on her wall and poke her. I posted saying how I couldn’t believe she did “that” with a 😛 face and said I hoped she survived the cold. A day later I checked back to her wall wondering why she hasn’t responded (she was always quick at responding). What I found was that my wall post had disappeared. Ok so maybe it was a fluke? A few more days went by and I decided to poke her for good measure to see if maybe it wasn’t a technical mishap. No response … Of course now it is pretty evident of what has happened. I’m pretty sure she’s blocked me on msn as well. However it doesn’t bother me on an emotional level, it’s just kind of strange for somebody who seemed so well balanced to be acting in such a way. I’ve attempted to extract logical reasoning from why she might have taken such a negative stance but I decided it wasn’t worth the effort.

Considering the fact that she was the one who told me to keep in touch and then this? ahh you girls 😉

Dumas and Monte Cristo

My interest has been sparked to give ‘The Count of Monte Cristo‘ by Alexandre Dumas a go … again. Yes, I once set my eyes upon this book, and I remember Mercedes but I never got very far in the book. I think I wasn’t “ready” for it.

A few days ago I went online and requested the book at my local library. Today I got the call that it came, so I was excited to go pick it up. I always get excited when getting a new book, I enjoy the feeling of getting lost in a book too much.

The Count of Monte Cristo

I was a bit surprised  by its size. For some reason I don’t recall it being this huge last time. While examining the book I happened to look at it’s spine and I noticed something fascinating, which in turn led me to post about it…

The Count of Monte Cristo

(I added a few measurements to show just how thick it is. Just to think that I wanted to take this book with me on the bus…)

You’ll notice something interesting, how the softcover only has a crease on the first 1/5th of the book. I suppose it is good to know that I am not alone in my attempts to conquer this novel. I hear there is a lesson to be learned…

NJ 2006

The time is 10:52 Pm on a rather chilly Friday evening. About 3 hours ago we got home from our, what has become a yearly trip to visit friends in New Jersey.
I still remember vividly the days leading up to Friday, two weeks ago, when we were leaving on our vacation. Now that I’m back it’s kind of surreal.

This will probably end up being a long post which will take me some time to write, but I’ve decided I might as well start while everything is still fresh in my mind.

So let’s start at the beginning…

We left on Saturday morning, August 12th. The ride there was about 8 hours with some traffic at the border and one stop for food. As usual, I don’t know why but border crossings make me feel like a criminal. I was the driver for the first part of trip and we had nothing to hide, but just the way the officers ask you questions, makes you (or maybe it’s just me) stammer and forget where I’m from. Not to mention coming back, but more on that later. We were leaving Canada with a cool morning temperature of around low 20C (68F), we had extra shirts in the car in case weather did not improve. Other then that, the trip was uneventful. Same scenic route, same feelings of excitement.

Fortunately the weather did improve by the time we had traveled the 700 some km from our place in Canada. NJ was warmer, but not by much. Comparing to last year, it was cooler there too. The main fear that arose was that the ocean would be cold, because essentially that is the best part of our trip to NJ, the beach and the ocean. Not to mention that sexy tans we get as a bonus. Of course the other fear that I forgot to mention now that I’ve home and it’s behind us, is that of meeting a shark. By the time we made it to our friend’s house, it was close to 8pm and the sun was setting. We unpacked, watched some TV (a show about sharks :S) and went to sleep with high hopes for the days to come. Luckily we would not be disappointed…

What followed our arrival was 8 days spent on the beach and the rest were dedicated to BBQs, shopping and just thinking about nothing…

The most memorable part of course was the time spent at the Seaside Park, on the New Jersey coast. A lot people are surprised when I tell them that the beaches in NJ are amazing. For an 8 hour drive, you get sand dunes, an ocean with waves for surfing or boogy boarding and it’s just plane awesome. Not to mention that there is no worry about sharks. Imagine that, an ocean you can actually swim in (yeah I’m directing that at your Floriday folks). A friend of mine, lived for a whole year in NJ, and never once had been to the beach, I don’t know how that’s possible…

It’s 11:16 PM now and I’m sleepy so I think I’ll continue this tomorrow, I need to catch some Zzzs.
So today isn’t exactly the “tomorrow” I was speaking of. The day is Monday August 28th, 12:10pm and I’m at work.

Now back to the story…
I mentioned above that NJ beaches are shark-worry-free. Well that is true to an extent I suppose. On one of the days at the beach my brother and I had come out of the water and were drying up in the afternoon sun, when I noticed a crowd gathering, with everybody out of the water. Next we saw people pointing at something and sure enough, there it was, the fin of a shark. It’s wasn’t a very large fin, nor was it a large shark. I’d say about 3ft in length. One of the guys on the beach ran in and tried to grab it by the tail, the shark slapped him back and he came back saying how it definitely wasn’t weak. As it was swimming along the shore, it got hit by a large wave and beached on the sand. It tried it’s hardest to make it back into the water but it was too high up on the sand. This was the time everybody actually got a good look at the shark. It looked “friendly” if you ask me. Two guys came in and grabbed it by it torso and threw it back into the water. It’s a shame I didn’t snap a photo though…

Another thing interesting to note is that this year there were a lot of jelly fish, clear ones, that don’t sting. Last year there was a lot of “jellybeans” as we call them, they are jelly-fish-like creatures but the size of jellybeans. It’s always fun to watch how people who are unfamiliar to them react when they first see them. Kids played games of tag with them, ahh vacation.

If there was one thing I wish we had here in Canada (where I live), an ocean close enough to visit. There’s something about the air and the salty water that I adore. Not to mention that waves. Somehow a river just isn’t good enough. Though you can’t do much swimming in the ocean, whereas rivers are great for that. Maybe I’ll move there someday!

As for the rest of the vacation, it was pretty much all about shopping. A lot of things aren’t taxed plus are cheaper (considering currency and all) when bought in the states. So we usually are more conservative during the year, as far as shopping goes, waiting until we get to the states to unleash. Some people don’t believe me when I tell them that it’s much easier to find a bargain in the States than in Canada. I got myself an Esquire watch (oddly enough it’s the same one I picked out last year but figured it was too expensive). Gotta love outlet stores and strip malls!

As for next year, I think a cruise is in order!

Deckchair “Accident”

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Ok this is probably one of the funniest things I’ve read all week. I literally laughed out loud when I read it.

A Croatian man got a nasty surprise when he tried to get out of his deck chair and found his testicles had got stuck.

Mario Visnjic had gone swimming naked in the sea at the Valalta beach in western Croatia, reports 24sata.

His testicles had shrunk while in the cool sea and slipped through the wooden slats when he sat back down on his wooden deckchair.

But as he lay in the sun they expanded back to normal size and got stuck between the slats.

He was eventually freed after he called beach maintenance services on his mobile phone and they sent a member of staff to cut the deck chair in half.

Evil deckchairs haha! Imagine getting the call to go help this guy? “Ok who wants to go help a guy who got his testicles stuck in our deckchair?

Link!