Rain

(Picture was taken on the 29th and unrelated to subject.)
As if catching up for the lack of moisture for the whole month, it's been raining all day. The last day of August turns out to be the wettest. I guess that's fair, since we've been constantly having sunny days.

Mostly packaging the jewelry stuff today. Some cutting, and then some fabric wrapping vanity boxes near the end. Just discovered I've been undercharging my boss for the lunch buns. Oh well...

Chiropractor

Chiropractor day. The weather is supposed to change. 24 hours later, it will turn into the wettest day in August. My body is feeling it. I feel like a deflated balloon.

Things went smoothly. I even went to Sears Metrotown to exchange that slightly defective sweater. Couldn't help stopping at the dollar store, and of course always find something to buy. This time was some plastic storage boxes. They looked great, but I only find out later that they actually suck! There are no lids for the screw-stack containers, and they don't even screw well!

The framing store outside Future Shop turn into a Halloween store. 2 full months ahead.

I slept in, so all these were told to me by mom. Dad had diarrhea this morning. He didn't even know it. He didn't even flush or use toilet paper. It stink like hell. He stink like hell. The cleanup was hell too... Sorry mom!!!! (T_T) (T_T) (T_T)

Dream

Haven't had one for a while...

I was with brother's gang in some kind of public clinic. Vaccines are given out as Neapolitan ice-cream cones. (Small, though.) There was an extra kid that they were babysitting (?). I was holding his / her ice-cream. Couldn't resist taking a bite. Before you know it, there was no much left. Sis-in-law was mad. I had to get a replacement.

Next segment, we went to cousin D's place to see how her cleanup's going. There was a big hole on the outside wall where an air-conditioner used to be. (In reality, there's none.)

Next... we were on a super dingy bus... about to stop at cousin D's. (Huh? Chronologically reversed?) Brother was not going to give me a ride home, so I tried to get out so I can take Skytrain. When the bus stopped, everything became surreal.There were 2 levels of "ground". But they're still the same "ground". We were on the upper deck. The lower deck unloaded first while the doors on the upper deck were locked. Then our doors opened. There were 3 sets of doors. Both the middle and tail sets have a 3-4 feet drop. Too chicken to jump, I went to the front exit where I could use the few steps.

Once exited, I somehow knew we need to cross the street and go to the hospital on the other side. Brother's gang chose to take the "ground route". (The strange 2-level ground was still happening.) There was a pedestrian over pass... like a bridge. I chose to take that one. There was a railing separating the walkway into 2/3 on the left and 1/3 on the right. A few people were there. At intervals, there were closed parkade-cashier-like "stations" with framed signs that I must remove. Otherwise it was too narrow to pass. The ground of the bridge was painted black with some small colourful nature designs, but extremely dirty. It felt like I was in India. I walked and walked and walked, but it seemed never ending. I've past the apex of the bridge and the slope went downhill. Other pedestrians look like East Indian too. Then, a boy approached me and tried to sell me something like trading cards. I chatted with him, but didn't buy any. (Not interested.) I could see the end of the bridge drawing near. Then an East Indian man tried to sell me some kind of package, with dancers, music, and costumes, for me to film. I joke, asking if he has "Benny Lava". I even sang the first few lines.

Next... I was in some kind of kitchen, and there was some kind of fest on a table. There was a pretty big decorated cake. I took picture of the scene.

That's all I can remember. I wonder what could have happened if I finished crossing that bridge...

Downtown again

Today's harvest of figs and plums.
Went downtown with A. He needed to fix a price mistake on his new keyboard, I needed to exchange a sweater from 2 weeks ago that has a small hole. The guy at Tom Lee insisted it was a different item and we'll have to bring the box. A looked it up later and found out his keyboard scanned in as a completely different thing. Way to go, Tom Lee, screwed up big time.

R and B's place was next. A needed to water their plants. The curry chicken apricot almond salad was as good as last time. I ate too much.

Horn

(From February.)
Voted one of the worst named Japanese junk food. But it's one of the most delicious! First of all, it's not overly sweet like the north American chocolate treats. Second, portion size is perfect. Third, the cookie-chocolate ratio is perfect. Well... actually I wouldn't mind to have more cookie. But it's just me. This, is good stuff!

Reservation

No work today, which is good, because my neck, shoulders and back have reached their limit. Slept in, got up at 12:30, haha... (^_^;) Mom went to visit grandaunt Y, so I heated up some stuff from the fridge for dad's lunch. (I eat oatmeal as usual.)

Then the storm of phone calls came. Cousin D and M wanted to have dinner with us and actually, mainly with my brother's gang because they didn't get invited last night. (No table was big enough to seat us all.) Cousin D was pushy as usual. You can even call her inconsiderate. Brother was at work in a long meeting so he could not be contacted. He also had church matters to attend at 7. Daycare is supposed to end at 6 but there's no guarantee that the kids get picked on time. The window was really narrow. Tonight was not a good choice, but the cousins want to go to Seattle tomorrow, so things had to go they way "because they're from out of town". Well... sis-in-law was not happy about that, but she bit the bullet and we ate out tonight.

Making reservation fell onto my shoulders. Not a big deal, but it didn't go smooth. We chose from my brother's neighbourhood for his convenience because he had to leave early. There has to be a big enough table for 12. Our favorite place was out on this one. The second choice happened to have a broken stove and was closed. So we settled on the third choice nearby. Phone calls were flying between 3 parties relaying messages. By the time I was done, it was 3 PM.

President Chinese Seafood Restaurant on south Granville Street was snobby. They screwed up one of our orders and took forever to get us water. Then after we paid with cash, we were completely ignored. No changed was even given. Food quality is so-so but the price isn't cheap. There was only one guy serving the whole place until a second girl showed up later. Short staff, yes, and they probably were not used to a sudden increase of business because the other restaurant was closed. However, this is no excuse for poor service and attitude. I will never eat there again.

Incontinence

(Picture is unrelated to subject.)
Ran into dad just now, right when he came out of his bedroom to pee. This was the very first time I saw "it" in action. Front view. His pants legs were rolled up. His hands holding the thighs up so the crotch was tight. I saw pee gushing out from his crotch. Onto the carpet and the towel in front of the washroom. It didn't seep through the fabric, but gushing out. It was like covering the faucet with a piece of cloth and then turning it on.

Sigh...

I've seen him at such moments from the back, with his butt in full view. So I assume he always pull his pants down to expose his dick, and that's why he leaves pee trails. No, that was not the only way...

Sigh...