so while i was waiting i decided to saunter over to the mall to kill time. and it worked perfectly. the walk was about ten minutes and i had an old slow crane stalk me for a couple of minutes. and man was it slow, i kept on waiting for it to pass me and i could hear it but i couldn�t see it. jeez. i�d hate to be driving that thing. it�s like being in a traffic jam but there aren�t any cars in front of you. ? so i sat in the food court and read the paper and drank my tea. i was people watching too. mostly elderly. hardly any mall rats. except me. the two biggest line ups? arby�s(gross) & tim horton�s(where i got my tea) am i surprised? no. went to the bank, took out a small loan to pay for the rad. noticed the clock said 12:15 and i still had time do the tour. so i walked in and out of both record stores(cd), did some more people watching along the way. by the time i got to the auto shop, my car was repaired and ready to go. that rocked! ( i hate waiting, doesn�t everyone?)

strangest things seen in and around the mall? there were many believe me. the psychedelic jesus plate that was at one of many �gift� stores. i could stare at this thing for hours. i literally had to pull myself away. it was truly hypnotic. and sacrilegious. in addition to old j/c , they also had mother mary and genesha too. glowing and swirling with lights to keep you amused for the rest of your life. tacky. i thought i had seen everything but then when i was outside this old man pulling a wagon older than me, cut in front of me and then stopped. normally i wouldn�t have given him a second glance, except there was something about him. hmmm. maybe it was the plastic bag on his head. no, it wasn�t raining, it wasn�t even cloudy. and yes i looked again to make sure. a plastic bag. i think there was a hat underneath it to give it shape. i guess that is less weird than if he would have just had a plastic bag wrapped around his head. or a inexpensive hat protector? we will never know.

i had my first therapy session today. i think it went well. i spilled my guts as much as i could in an hour and a half. my therapist decided that she would take me off paxil b/c of some unwelcome side effects. so monday i�ll be on another happy pill. yay. but seriously the paxil did help me. so i shouldn�t knock it. not that i am. but i do eventually want to get off of these drugs.

now for what you�ve all been waiting for( i save the best for last). the ripped up ceiling and now freshly destroyed bathroom we live with. had i actually been at home when this happened i wouldn�t have let it happen. i total butcher job, complete with garbage left all over the place when the job was �complete� which of course it wasn�t. i was sick when i peered in the bathroom. sickened! busted tiles, bits of drywall strewn all across the floor and a gaping hole where the shower arm sticks out of the wall. plus the smashed hole beside the toilet. my 4 year old nephew could have done a neater job. as soon as i find out this guys name and company you will be warned about him. it is a very long story about how he weasled his way into this job in the first place. but as you can tell i am fairly livid about it. all to find a leak that was pouring out of the ceiling downstairs. suffice to say he did manage to finally fix the leak. soldering up a joint in the wall. but to destroy half of our bathroom and leave garbage all over? no, it is unacceptable. you really have to be wary of any �plumber� that uses silicone like it�s going out of style. i mean using it everywhere and lots of it. another lesson learned the hard way. the appropriate people will be given shit for this one. oh, and make sure the plumber is certified. and get a price before he starts tearing things apart. i guess when things are labelled an �emergency� the na�ve get taken advantage of. *sigh* at least the snow is melting.

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