And it goes on...

So now, not only do I have to do this Pembroke audit, I also have to rewrite substantial parts of the report for a previous one. I'll be doing that in the evenings while I'm up there. This, of course, sucks the proverbial big one, but c'est la vie.

A day with the rellies

Yesterday, as intended, I drove to my grandma's for Mother's Day. Also present were my parents, my aunt, uncle, and cousin from Thunder Bay, and my aunt from Australia. It was a nice afternoon, though a little drawn out. And seeing this post makes me realize how lucky I am to have nice relatives.

Today I have to be at work in just under an hour, because it turns out that they need me in Toronto after all. So I have to get my sleep-deprived body down to the office for 6 AM, drive the shitmobile to the Big Smoke, finish the audit, drive back, then get ready for my departure for Pembroke tomorrow. Loads of fun (not!) Oh well.

Twilight of the weekend

Pretty good weekend. On Friday I had a visit from my friends from Nova Scotia, the Marketing Maestro and his lovely wife. We caught up on a few things, then yesterday I ran some errands and then watched Wait Until Dark with Ms McD. A very good thriller. After that I went to Cat Lady and Dog Lady's place, and watched some Trailer Park Boys episodes with Cat Lady (Dog Lady went to bed early). Today I'm driving to Burlington to visit my grandma, as well as my parents and my aunt from Australia (who are visiting).

Unfortunately I have to be at the office at 6 AM tomorrow to drive to Toronto for the last day of the audit. Which sucks, but I guess that's the way it goes. The rest of the week will be spent in Pembroke, which may suck as well owing to the long hours that this project is likely to entail. But oh well, that's life.

And you have to read this. The soul you save may be your own.

Finds of the week?

In today's audit we found a couple of interesting things. In one load we found three bottles (two water, one Gatorade) which were filled with a liquid that we suspect was urine (none of us, however, was curious enough to open the bottles and sniff to find out for sure). So we simply weighed them out as "household special waste" (Stewardship Ontario, being an industry body, prefers this over the more common term "household hazardous waste"; according to them industry would never sell a hazardous product to the public). In the next load we found an empty laboratory reagent bottle, labeled as benzyl benzoate. That same load also contained a number of syringes, which gives one an idea of what the reagent was probably used for.

I've slept rather poorly for the last few days; my sleep was interrupted a number of times by weird dreams. In one of these I met someone who I haven't seen in around eight years; I'm rather curious as to what has actually become of him.

The shitmobile lives up to its name... again

During our lunch break today we noticed a puddle under the truck, which smelled like diesel fuel. Investigation proved that the fuel was leaking from a line. It remains to be seen how serious this problem is; the fuel wasn't dripping onto the exhaust system, at least, so no immediate fire hazard, but this really needs to be dealt with before we drive to Pembroke on Tuesday. The investigation continues.

Apparently we'll have a second vehicle for the trip, by the way. It's a large cargo van, apparently an insurance writeoff. Somehow I have a feeling that this vehicle won't be entirely trouble-free either.

It was a short day, so for the heck of it I took the TTC downtown. I didn't do much, except eat, but it was a nice change from sitting in my hotel room and surfing the net.

Two exhausting days down, three to go

The Toronto project continues. The hours haven't been totally outrageous, but for some reason I've been really bagged the last couple of days. Yesterday we found out that one of the loads we were sent last week was from the wrong place. Replacement material is supposedly going to be brought to us on Friday. Fortunately we hadn't sorted them yet; if we had, we'd have to sort the new stuff anyways. According to the Human Sawmill, the driver is the same one who screwed up several times on the winter audit (dumping some of our material before it got to us).

On a whim I picked up a copy of Roger Penrose's The Road to Reality. I'm enjoying it, though some of the material is a bit over my head. Maybe repeated readings will be necessary.

Another vibrator showed up in the trash today (a much more mundane model than the two we got in Wellington County the week before last).

Relocation

So I've decided to follow whippersnapper's advice and relocate to another provider so as to be able to add a site meter. I kind of like the new look. My old blog is still there, if you want to see my older posts.

I spent the last two days in Toronto, doing the usual crap. Today I'm going back there with Ms McD and the people she boards with, for the big pot rally at Queen's Park. Should be fun.