back like an old stinky sock

All right, it’s time to resurrect this baby. So what’s happened in the last 1 year, 4 months, and 10 days? Okay this may get a little disjointed.

The blank title. I so need to pay for my gold membership to get my title back up.

The mini story. A couple days after the last entry, well I caved. I couldn’t resist. I wasn’t thinking clearly. I was tired and confused. I suck. I bought the mini. It was all done over the phone from dealer number one. After 20 minutes of negotiations I bought a car I couldn’t afford. But it’s a mini! So if you see a cute Asian guy in a mini that you think could be acksee, gimme a wave. I’ve had it for 1 year and 4 months. I can at least drive stick shift now. Not smooth, not fast but I can drive around without stalling. It still puts a smile on my face.

The marathon story. I’m halfway there. Last year in May I did my first 10K at the Nike Run TO (Toronto) with the sis and her then BF. I finished in 51:15, which was okay. I was hoping to finish in 50 minutes or less. The sis BF was impressed which is pretty good since he's a regular half-marathon runner and a firefighter. He said I could so do half-marathon. I did another 10K in June, which was the Mount Sinai Hospital run. I did a little better in 48:11. SG bailed after 5K. Sucks to be him. Then for my b-day the sis got me Marathoning for Mortals by John Bingham and Jenny Hadfield. After reading it I was like “I could so do a half.”

So I started training all summer, 7K two or three times a week, long runs on the weekend, high carb pasta dinners (I can now make a wicked wild mushroom lasagne). I signed up for the Scotiabank Toronto Waterfront half-marathon. At 7:30AM on some overcast Sunday morning last September I was lined up with close to like five thousand other people in all our short running shorts and tank tops glory (I did NOT wear a tank top) for my first half-marathon. Well after 1 hour and 41 minutes it was over. It was one of the coolest things I’ve ever done. I still have dreams about it. I got my medal (everyone who finished got a medal) and my certificate and my running photo encased in acrylic on a Wheaties box for all generations to see.

So it’s now February 2006 and I so want to start running again (been couch potatoed since November). Okay don’t even get me started about November. After the September half, I was hooked and came across the first annual Angus Glen Half Marathon. It was the first weekend in November. I was all pumped for my second half but by the time I go around to register it was all full. Well it rained that morning. Suckers.

Anyway so I want to start running again because my goal this year is to do a full marathon. I’m thinking the Scotiabank Toronto Waterfront marathon since I’m familiar with the route. The Mississauga half in May should be a good warm up. That’s another one off the old Life’s Top 10 Goals.

The GF story. There isn’t one. 2005 was a dry year. No GF, no blind dates, nothing. Lavalife is basically useless and everyone is afraid to set me up now. This year is not off to a good start but I’ve been saying 2006 is going to be the year of the acksee. I think people are starting to get worried. Okay I made the comments about dressing up like a cowboy BEFORE they came out with Brokeback Mountain. No worries, I am so NOT gay.

The vinyl story. For the hundredth time they are not dolls. They are “vinyl collectible figures.” Yes that’s what I’ve been collecting. It probably started last summer. AF1 took me to Magic Pony down on Queen St. I bought one vinyl collectible figure. I didn’t know what I was getting into. I just thought it looked kinda cool. A week later I went back and bought another one. The week after I bought another one. Okay so now I have over one hundred. I’m expecting another two coming in the mail next week. Hazmapos, Smorkin Labbits, Dunnys, Panda Z, Kubricks, Bearbricks, Qee eggs. I am such a geek. Everyone makes references to the movie 40 Year Old Virgin. AF1 even bought me the DVD. Well I’m neither so no worries (but that was still a hilarious movie!) Remember, not dolls!

The sis story. So back around the time of the mini story the sis announced that she was buying a house. And that she was shacking up with her BF. That’s cool. Then last year they got married! Congrats! No big church wedding or big, 8-course, Chinese reception. They did the quiet, Hawaiian vacation thing. Bonus! Yeah I never liked going to weddings. I guess same with the sis.

The baby factories. So first it was all the friends getting married. Now it’s all the friends having babies. AF1 is expecting his first in May. Perfect beautiful people are expecting their second. BHB is having a first b-day party for his. Baby showers, birthday parties, Xmas presents.

The work story. If you’ve been following along you know about the fish tank. That’s where acksee works. Acksee is still a little trained monkey clacking away at his computer. It’s the same old shit. But getting worse. Five code monkeys left. That’s almost fifty percent of the department. They hired one new guy and a bunch of “offshore resources.” So now I am officially babysitting three foreign guys. They also hired a couple new chicks. They have been officially designated “S”, “8” and “%”. B3C or BBB has been re-designated “P”. I am not getting along with “P” anymore. She is about as dumb as they come. Enough said. “S” is slightly crazy, “8” is serious and I hardly ever see “%”. But they are all pretty hot. Ah but it’s a sinking ship. Acksee so needs to win the lottery.