My first mother’s day started with a bang, quiet literally. The (semi-broken) chair I sat on to have breakfast broke. One minute I was sitting at the table happy and content ready to start an absolutely amazing breakfast with friends and the next I was sitting on the floor not sure what happened, confused and sad. That sort of set the mood for the rest of my day.
Has one chapter ended and another begun?
Two days after coming back from our big adventure across Southern India, Ram broke his leg crossing the street at Queen and Bathurst. It’s surreal watching someone you love run over by a car right in front of your eyes. I found that while I was processing everything in slow motion I was also playing all sorts of alternative endings in my head in real time. Maybe that was my way of reassuring myself that it could have been worse.
People, make sure your first aid / CPR training is up to date.
I have left my name and number with three sets of different family doctor clinics as of today. We’ll see which one calls me back. I don’t know at what point I’ll be willing to see a male doctor as far north as North York. Argh!
I just got a call from the doctor I had booked an appointment with, to tell me that the doctor has decided not to take on any new patients this month and I would be put on a waiting list for when she decides to take on new patients. Oh yeah, did I mention that the appointment I had booked with her wasn’t even a check up? It was a meet and greet appointment, which means that if she didn’t like me and my health problems she could choose not to take me on as a patient. Argh. I haven’t had a family doctor since I was in high school and haven’t had a physical in two years now. How hard can it be to find a female doctor who operates out of a downtown office that is taking on new patients?
I got my grad pictures in the mail today. They all kind of look bleh.. There isn’t one that I really like.
I kind of like my crest smile better than any of these ones. Hm… sucks. I was kind of excited of getting a nice grad picture.
update: After I wrote this I realised that I wasn’t done ranting. Here are my real issues with the CanGrad photos:
And because I’m a sucker, I’m going to get one of the pictures. I don’t think I gave my grandparents any of my pictures from my undergrad, so perhaps I’ll get the wallet sized images and give one to my grandpa, because I feel like out of everyone I know, he’d probably enjoy getting a picture of me the most.
Shawn and I went to Waterloo today and all I can say is that I’m completely jealous of Matt. Can I have one of those T-shirts, please?! They’re so super awesome! We’ve got nothing cool like that.
I was informed by Little Shima’s (here is where I would link to my blogs entries about my little gold fish) adopted parents that she passed away yesterday from complications with her fin.
She lived a long life. She will be missed.
Here I am typing a paper that’s due this afternoon when it just hit me: I miss Waterloo. And I don’t mean the school or the people, though I miss them a super lot as well, but I actually miss the city. I think it’s time for a visit! I was suppose to go during reading week, but Waterloo in the winter was never that appealing so I think I’ll just wait for the summer.
The nice folks at the Apple store called me this afternoon to let me know that Faulty can be checked into the hospital tomorrow since his parts have arrived. I’m not sure when he’ll be home again, but I’m going to miss him.
I guess now is as good a time as any to get to know Ram’s computer more intimately.
After some convincing on my part and my brothers, the Apple folks have agreed to replace the hard drive, the something, and something else. I don’t know what those other things were, but they all agreed that it would possibly help my laptop to be its former self again. But they still couldn’t tell me what is wrong with my laptop and aren’t even sure that by replacing all these parts it would help Faulty.
World of advice, the Geniuses at the Apple store don’t always agree with what the applecare people tell you over the phone. You might have to do some convincing.
An interesting bit of information:
The apple call centre in Canada is run out of Peterborough, but the super apple smart technicians (the last person I had to speak to yesterday) are all based out of Texas. And so are all the replacement parts.
The Geniuses told me to take my laptop home, since it sort of works on and off, and they’d call me once the parts have come in, which might not be a few days because they have freezing rain in Texas.
The saga continues.
I found the number 5 minutes after Applecare closed. Sigh. (which is not on their website btw… but here it is for reference: 1.800.263.3394)
Remember I made an appointment to go see an apple geek.. sorry I meant “genius”? Yeah, well since I couldn’t replicate the problem while I was there they couldn’t help me. So today, a week after school has started, my laptop is giving me the same problem. At least I think now I know why it’s happening. Every time I connect something to the USB ports it tells me it can’t find OSX.
I’m so fed up with my laptop I’m actually contemplating picking up my OSAP money and paying for a new laptop.. I can’t deal with a laptop that works half the time.
I‘m a little bit disappointed. It was only yesterday that I was defending her. I was even sure I had learnt something from her, though I couldn‘t exactly put my finger on it. And then tonight happened. A week before our entire design project is due, she went back on her word. Everything that was right last week all of a sudden was wrong this week. Plus, I hate auto-cad. I hate being a cad-monkey.
I was so excited I could go back to Toronto tomorrow night, but alas I don‘t think I can justify it any more. Geddes Lab is my new love. :(