Slower start to the day, then walked to the gym and did my thing – also very slowly. I’m too broke to pay for the subway, so afterwards I pretended I was a lost tourist and got on for free.
Took transit all the way out to Scarberia so I could get my car, and while waiting for the bus driver guy to come pick me up from the station, Logan finally texted me. I ended up letting out all of the stuff I’ve been holding in about having a difficult time recently. It felt good to get that off my chest, but it still sucks that all of this has to be done through text. I don’t like it, but I guess it’s better than no communication at all.
Eventually we arrived at the body shop and the “fixed” mirror was a fucking joke. It’s hard for me in these situations where I’m so fucking clueless about cars, because I don’t know how to assert myself. But, I tried my best and after a couple of hours there and them trying to “make it better” it’s still crap. So, I’m going to have to come back and bring King Triton – a.k.a. Dad – with me and he can kick some burro. In the meantime, the shop gave me the car back while they wait for a part to come in.
After that waste of time, I went up to the house and ate dinner, watched TV, and chatted with Mom. For a while she was actually leaving me alone while I ate. I didn’t like it. I know, not the norm for me, but I wanted the company. It was nice to hang out with Mom the other day. It made me look forward to our trip together next month.
I also pushed the New York visit on Logan a bit more and he finally said yes. It wasn’t the super excited reaction I was hoping for, but it still means I get to see him. Am I rationalizing again? I keep thinking, “He’s stressed with work.” On the other hand, I would love nothing more than for him to come visit me any time. Anyway, it doesn’t matter. I’m going to New York City.
Back downtown at the Witch Cave, I did my laser hair removal crap – I’m trying to get rid of my facial hair – and went to bed. Oh! And I got an interview today. It’s for an administrative position at an association management company. I don’t know what the fuck that even means, but I’m going to the interview in a week so we’ll see. The HR lady on the phone was so nice – she said that out of almost 200 resumes, mine stood out. Then, she added that I should teach people how to apply to jobs because I was so fast with my communication and my, “Bubbly, bright personality really came through,” in my cover letter. It meant a lot to hear that, actually.
Goodnight xo
More car pictures. I swear one day I’m going to need all of these. Scarborough, Ontario
A newspaper article I noticed while waiting for my car. “I let my motor mouth get the better of me.” That makes two of us, Sonam. Scarborough, Ontario
I’m no expert, but I’m pretty sure this isn’t how it was before. That mirror would not survive a trip on the highway with me. Scarborough, Ontario