Just after midnight Sunday night here. But we did our usual Sunday:
Slept late. Did all the laundry and vacuuming, a little housework. Wife went to the gym and then worked on some stuff she brought home from her office when she returned. We watched a DVD after dinner. This week was “Gun Crazy” (1949), a great film noir. (Funny, but one scene was supposedly set in Albuquerque, but I sure didn’t see Sandia Mountain anywhere; must have filmed in southern California.) Then we continued watching the Oscars awards that a friend of ours taped for us, since we’re too busy to fool with cable. We’re up to Best Supporting Actress, although we know all the awards. When “The Departed” won for Best Adapted Screenplay," the off-screen narrator remarked that it was adapted from the “Japanese” film “Infernal Affairs.” Well, NO, it was not Japanese, it was from Hong Kong. Cretins.
Wife already in bed. She gets up much earlier than I do diring the week. I usually laze in bed until 9 or 10, even 11, depending on what’s on my schedule for the day.
I’m dealing with the fallout from DST this morning (I’m in IT). I’ve busted my hump the last few weeks preparing for it, and yet our calendar items are still off one hour for the three-week period between new DST and old DST. It’s idiotic. All of it. Daylight Saving Time, changing the start and end dates of DST, the fact that the calendar is now off, the fact that everyone cares so much about it.
We’ve been getting panicky emails all morning - (OMFG!!!) …my meetings are all an hour off!!! They ARE?!? OMFG!!! It’s the end of the FUCKING WORLD! OUR MEETINGS MAY BE AN HOUR OFF!!! GAHHHH!!!
So instead of enjoying this beautiful day, I’m working. And being grumpy. Bah.
We have yet to hear from Hawaii. It’s only about 7:30am Sunday morning in Hawaii now. I know what I’d be doing if I could be there right this moment. I’d be heading straight for Waikiki to have a sumptupus breakfast at Eggs 'n Things, or maybe enjoy the great buffet at the Shorebird while staring at Diamond Head.
Well, my original plans to spend the day with a friend apparently fell through (I say apparently because she never showed up, never called to tell me she’d changed her mind, and there was no answer when I called her), so I fixed myself lunch and am trying to decide what I’m going to do with the unexpected free time. Probably put away laundry and do housework, although it’s such a nice day I may go out for a walk.
Today I have an intervention for GRIS Montréal (demystification of homosexuality in high schools), then if I can make it to the U of M, Jack Layton is giving a presentation on our Afghanistan policy. At 2:30 I have a doctor’s appointment.
This week is pretty jammed. I have interventions for GRIS and Allies (same thing but in English) on Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday; on Tuesday I have to go to Quebec City for a protest; on Wednesday both of the provincial ridings that are located in my federal riding have all candidates’ debates (there’s a provincial election on), and I’m helping in both of those campaigns; I have my therapist on Thursday, followed by an NDP-Quebec executive meeting; and on Friday and over the weekend, I have to go to Ottawa for the NDP’s federal council. Next week I have two general meetings at the beginning of the week (LGBTT and my riding association).
To top it all off, the federal election might get called as soon as the budget comes down next week, and there would go my April.