Girlfriend in a coma

This week is a two day work week. It wasn't necessarily planned that way. But a bout of "illness" on Sunday and Monday made us miss the last ferry back to the mainland. (Dizzy spells and double duty does not make good passengers.) But no matter, I was going to take every second away from work wherever I can get it from.

I went to court for a parking ticket on Friday. As with everyone who walks in there, I started out with the confidence of a trapeze artist. A few minutes into Judge Smiley's schpiel was enough to put the war freak in me back in it's corner. When it came time, I stood in front of him and mustered the bravado to present my case in as few sentences as possible. I was sent home with a reduced fine (still enough for a pair of jeans, God damn them!) and the threat of mandatory community service if I am ever caught parked at a handicap spot again. HA! Kiss my brown ass, I say.

The rest of the weekend was spent on Vancouver Island. We visited some friends in Victoria. I picked up the second Belle de Jour book. We hiked up Mount Douglas. We saw Clerks II (yet again) and ate vegetarian. It made for a relaxing visit and a most satisfying lunch of sushi once we got back to the mainland. I am definitely an omnivore.

And so with heavy heart, I am back to work - and blogging. Proving once again that there is a serious possibility I could be happy as a kept woman.