It’s the first of October and I decided last week that I was going to write up a post every day for the entire month. The big problem with this, as you’ll soon see, is that I don’t know what to write about. I’ve done this kind of thing in the past, and when I did it always ended up devolving into a sort of sanitized version of a daily journal.
ucluelet, may twenty twenty five, shot on thirty-five millimetre film
I love writing out numbers. There aren’t that many opportunities to write out numbers though, except for cheques! Remember those? I almost completely missed the boat on cheque-writing, except for a brief 10-month stint in an apartment where the company only took cheques. Weird right? I had to go to the bank and pay for a whole cheque book then wait for it to arrive in the mail. This happened across twenty eighteen and twenty nineteen. Anyway, I guess I didn’t really enjoy writing out the whole amount on those, but that was due to the size of it. The rest of the process wasn’t bad.
I’ll have to prepare a list of topics for the rest of the month because I am sitting here staring at the blank screen and spinning out. I wanted to avoid this turning into a sort of stream-of-consciousness/morning pages type endeavour but I think today I’m just going to have to tell you about my day.
We have Gilmore Girls (in the markdunn.ca style guide the names of tv shows are italicized, is that normal? I can’t remember) on in the background, and a pile of dishes in the sink. The older I get the more it feels like all my time outside of work gets eaten up by the administrative duties of running my own life. Cooking meals, doing the dishes, doing the laundry, cleaning the kitchen, cleaning the bathroom, fixing things, picking up the groceries, taking the car to the shop…it’s much easier living with a partner, but still! Anyway, I think you get the point and this isn’t interesting.
I met two city councillors today! My union is on strike, and I was helping answer questions and sign members in for a rally today. We were set up at the end point of the march (near the convention centre) and Sean Orr came by while we were waiting for the thousands of marchers to arrive. He came up to me and one of my colleagues (who thought he was a BCGEU member and tried to sign him in). Should’ve taken a selfie.
Later on, Lucy Maloney was locking her bike near where we were checking in the stragglers. So, I went over and mentioned that I waited three and a half hours in line to vote for her, and I’d do it again if I had to! I’ve been pretty happy with Lucy and Sean, and I’m hoping that we get a strong progressive council when we have our municipal election next year.
I brought my film camera out today and I’m hoping the photos I took of the rally turn out. The roll’s been through an airport scanner, so I’m not sure how it’s going to turn out, cross your fingers for me.
That’s probably good for day one right? I think tomorrow we’ll talk about coffee or something. I just bought an aeropress last month and I’m obsessed with it.