[NON BLOG] What's been going on?
Aug. 20th, 2004 11:40 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rfmcdonaldAfter going through my account myself, and then recruiting my mom the part-time accountant, I've figured out why my last three rent cheques (one for July, two for this month) bounced, and possibly my Queen's fee as well. My cheques' transit number might have been garbled. It's good to figure this out, not least since the 69 dollars in service fees (23 dollars per bounced cheque) will be returned to me. Money is tight, though not unbearably so; extra money is good.
Sunday I went to Addis Ababa, an excellent Ethiopian restaurant just around the corner from me. I have no idea what the Star meant about it being "good but dingy." That fits the worthy Lalibela, which I visited last April, more closely. Addis Ababa was profoundly relaxing, with Aster Aweke playing on the sound system, fountains gushing water, a relaxing gold-and-blue colour scheme, paintings and tapestry hanging on the walls, Amharic script visible everywhere, and a responsive staff. The food was excellent, good vegetarian cuisine, though I'd recommend Addis Ababa for the strong and sweet coffee alone.
I sent off my last essays for grad school early Monday evening. Walking down Yonge Street, I got a Vietnamese submarine sandwich at a restaurant recommended by![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
talktoolooseHouse of Lords. It had been two months since my last haircut; I decided why not? The hairdresser--a woman, wearing her hair in blond dreadlocks--is from Nevis, an island in the Lesser Antilles known mainly for the strength of its separatist movement, directed against the larger political units of St. Kitts and Nevis. We bonded over common island origins. I also got a nice haircut, shorter than I usually get it cut, and a bit spiky. I like it.
Wednesday, I went to lunch with a friend at Cafe California on Church Street; later that afternoon, I used one of his guest passes to try out the University of Toronto Athletic Centre's facilities. They're good, although I'm going to have to find my swim trunks--I'm never, ever, wearing a Speedo again. That evening, I met up withlesslyn for coffee and chat at the Yonge-Wellesley Starbucks.
All in all, I'd say that things are good, and getting better. Now that my HIV test has come back negative, and now that my last materials for academia have been submitted, I can concentrate on other things. The job hunt, for instance.
Sunday I went to Addis Ababa, an excellent Ethiopian restaurant just around the corner from me. I have no idea what the Star meant about it being "good but dingy." That fits the worthy Lalibela, which I visited last April, more closely. Addis Ababa was profoundly relaxing, with Aster Aweke playing on the sound system, fountains gushing water, a relaxing gold-and-blue colour scheme, paintings and tapestry hanging on the walls, Amharic script visible everywhere, and a responsive staff. The food was excellent, good vegetarian cuisine, though I'd recommend Addis Ababa for the strong and sweet coffee alone.
I sent off my last essays for grad school early Monday evening. Walking down Yonge Street, I got a Vietnamese submarine sandwich at a restaurant recommended by
talktoolooseHouse of Lords. It had been two months since my last haircut; I decided why not? The hairdresser--a woman, wearing her hair in blond dreadlocks--is from Nevis, an island in the Lesser Antilles known mainly for the strength of its separatist movement, directed against the larger political units of St. Kitts and Nevis. We bonded over common island origins. I also got a nice haircut, shorter than I usually get it cut, and a bit spiky. I like it.Wednesday, I went to lunch with a friend at Cafe California on Church Street; later that afternoon, I used one of his guest passes to try out the University of Toronto Athletic Centre's facilities. They're good, although I'm going to have to find my swim trunks--I'm never, ever, wearing a Speedo again. That evening, I met up with
lesslyn for coffee and chat at the Yonge-Wellesley Starbucks.All in all, I'd say that things are good, and getting better. Now that my HIV test has come back negative, and now that my last materials for academia have been submitted, I can concentrate on other things. The job hunt, for instance.
