my kingdom for an ironing board

A good friend, you ask out for coffee.
A great friend, maybe dinner.

But you really haven't seen real love until you have a friend who'd drive to ELEVEN stores with you to find you a decently priced ironing board. Apparently Edmonton can only make them: a) with the permanent fixture on the end that you should iron your shirt with, b) over the door model, c) priced at $70+. This is definitely a strike against the city, if not the whole province. Anyway, Marc was nice enough to drive me to all these places, on a holiday Monday, so we can finally return the 2nd store we went to, and concede to a $40 board, only to be told at the cash that there's a 20% discount coupon for it! Oh, and to make the trip even more memorable, CBC radio was playing readings of short stories/soft porn through the entire ordeal. Welcome to Edmonton indeed!

First Day
Today I finally join the ranks of 'working adult', both in the employed & functional sense. My 'kingdom' is a nice apt overlooking the river/ravine, but of course, I now work from 7am to at least 6pm, so my kingdom is often undefended. The office was really nice, and I even get my own real office, with windows! Pretty excited about that. Have been 'advised' to work weekends. Not too thrilled about that, on top of 12 hour days. Will go in this weekend to take some pictures of the place, for your viewing pleasure. Exhausted now - sleep now to start again tomorrow.