Canadian Economy
So Eric and I rejuvenated the Canadian economy on the weekend. I needed some new biz-clothes - let's face it I�ve been self-employed for 4 years I NEEDED some dress pants. We went out and blew a few hundred bucks on some nice shoes, pants (or pantses as it's pluralized in Ireland or at least by my mother when I was growing up) and a few dress shirts.
We also went to Pacific Mall (which is basically a small slice of Hong Kong on the outer reaches of Toronto) to get me some new glasses. Now this is a big decision. Because for me glasses are not a vanity thing (well vanity certainly plays into it but that's not what I mean) they are a necessity. I put my glasses on when I get out of bed to walk to the bathroom. That's how blind I am. Proof of how blind I am came home to me on Sunday at the mall as I browsed through the optical places and looked at frames. Which ones you buy can depend on your prescription (I can't get entirely frameless because my Rx is thin on the edges and doesn't provide enough for the screws to go into). So while chatting to the pretty clerks they asked if my prescription was strong. Rather than try to explain just how blind I am I just hand them the Rx from my doc. In ALL cases this was the reaction:
"Oh. Oh........OH!!"
At which point one person scurried to the optometrist to see if she even could make them.
heee hee.
So I saw one kind that appealed to me. You see I want kinda 'funky' cool glasses. Ones that stand out. The ones I have now are great in that 4 years on I still get compliments on them. And I still fully believe in Hamish's Famous Author Glasses theory. This, roughly speaking, is that if you see be-spectacled authors, their glasses are inevitably cool looking. So why not wear funky famous author glasses NOW, before I'm famous. It will make me and those around me see me as that famous author now. And it works. When you see Hame in his glasses he doesn't look bookish (nerdy, book-wormy) but rather he looks like the guy who wrote the book that the nerdy fella is reading.
BUT. And here's the thing. Unlike Hamish, I have to wear these fuckers all the time. so I have to be sure that I�m gonna be comfy wearing these all day every day etc etc. then there's the new job to consider. Don't want to be TOO much of a freak there. So the one pair I nearly bought are quite weird and fun, bright red metal frames, and the lenses look like they're not even attached. They worked, looked cool ,but as one person said, maybe they're weekend glasses.
Anyway I�ll go back next weekend and see what else I can find. Any excuse to go to Pacific Mall (it's full of cute cute Asian guys).
The other thing we did on the weekend was go to buy fabric for our new curtains. You see my friend Wes is a fantastic interior decorator type. His specialty is making curtains and covers and such for fabulous people, and he's gonna give me a deal on making the curtains. So off Eric and I went to Designer Fabric Outlet (THE place in Toronto for such things) on Saturday morning to buy fabric.
At which point we discovered that we are not nearly gay enough to do such things. Oh, we can tear down walls, and miter cut crown molding, and wire pot lights. But we are fucking useless at actually doing anything as gay as buying fabric. We were paralyzed. Utterly, completely paralyzed. Most of our time there was spent saying things like "um, I don't know." and "wow $90 per yard and we need 25 yards?".
So we left. I'm going to go there later this week with Wes, the aforementioned fabulous guy and will abdicate responsibility to him.
But aside from the curtain issue, the house is looking amazing :) I�ll post pics here once the furniture gets delivered.
Gosh, despite being sick I�ve managed to go on a bit here today.
