Last night the Evil Overlord released the great red tide of suckiness. Dammit, why does this always catch me by surprise?
At least it explains why I haven't been able to concentrate very well these last few days. The hormonal surge generally has that effect.
We were supposed to go out to a movie with eastpath
and her SO yesterday evening, but ended up cancelling for a couple of reasons:
1) Environment Canada had issued a storm warning for the Winnipeg city region, including a large hail warning; and
was coming down with what she thought was pinkeye. Ouch.
So George and I ended up going out for supper to Colosseo, an Italian restaurant a couple of blocks from where we live. The food is top-notch, but it's really hard to convey in words just how
tacky the interior of this particular restaurant is. To give you an idea, I'll tell you that there are three-foot-wide brown plastic bas-reliefs on the walls of ancient Roman emperors, and they are lit from inside with bright red highlights
. In the dimly-lit interior, the end result is both comical and awful.
As we were paying for our meal a woman came into the restaurant looking for Gusto's, a pizza place where she was suppposed to meet her sister for dinner. Nobody had heard of it, so I suggested going to the Italian grocery store across the street; perhaps they knew where it was. I was assuming that it was a new restaurant on the Corydon Avenue strip. A few minutes later, when George and I walked into the grocery store to pick up some items, we found the woman inside looking rather harried. The grocery store owners had never heard of it either.
Then George suggested that I use my cellphone to call Directory Assistance and get the listing for Gusto's. I flagged the woman down and did just that. It turns out that she was looking for Pizzaria Gusto, and that it was located in the 400 block of Academy -- about a seven minute car ride away, but quite far off of Corydon Avenue. The expression on the woman's face when she realized just how far away she was from her destination was a classic, almost comic book "Oh, NO!"...
So I've done my good deed for the week. Yay.
This afternoon I went out to Cora's for lunch with Terri. More on that later.
Right now I have to see if I can get my head screwed on straight enough to work on MM
. George is taking a nap and I'm considering waking him up, considering how depressed I am and that I'm tending toward self-harm. I'll see how it goes.