This morning I talked with the old Portuguese woman who lives next door on the sidewalk outside. She offered to make me soup everyday for the next month if I agreed to take out her garbage every Thursday. She stared at my forehead the whole conversation. I obliged, although I immediately regretted not informing her of the fact that I was moving out today. Before I went back inside my house to check if I had a zit on my forehead, I told the woman about the short video I made of her cat after it broke into my house for the 37th time this year. It was an anniversary video. I think she was offended because she stopped staring at my forehead. Later in the day I saw the same woman on the St Clair Streetcar but she did not say hello. I hummed 99 red balloons the whole streetcar ride, and when I got off it was raining outside and I felt compelled to make a blog.
Here is a link to my longtime facebook crush Yossi Fisher. Apparently he was nominated for Canada's next bachelor? Let's wish him luck!
