Jenobi's World

Well, another day with nothing to say..... Later, Gator....

Sorry I haven't blogged in awhile. I feel bad but I've been busy. I have been working and working and working but finally I have time. So yesterday my cat, Sebastian, went on a journey to the veterinarian. He has hyperthyroidism and his Tapazol hasn't been doing it's job. He hasn't been well for a while. Thirsty all the time, diahrrea constantly. I feel like we are living in a petting zoo with the smell all the time. Just disgusting. Well, it was because he won't eat his pill, no matter what I do to disguise it. The adventure was the long journey to Kits from downtown, by foot, to the vet clinic. I packed Sebby in his new carry case, a red cat carrier that looks like a gym bag with mesh openings, etc. We left at 12:15pm and hiked down to the False Creek Ferries and jumped on the ferry to the Maritime Museum. He was quiet the whole way and calm. Weird because be able to see all the dogs on the beach and the water, may have made him go uggy-buggy. Nope, Sebby was ...

So, yesterday, I meet my boyfriend at Checkers after work. I am quite used to walking in and seeing him in a deep conversation with someone. I sat down next to him and he didn't even react, understandably because the person was in some very serious conversation. After 5 minutes of this I tap him and he says hello but goes back to the conversation. It's okay because I know Peter to pick up a few strays; he is too nice. Finally, after I have conversations with other people, filling my time, the woman leaves and Peter wipes his brow as if she was holding him hostage. He explains that she had just lost a pet from sickness and that he sympathized with her. Fine. He was making her feel better as she vented. Then, as I come back from a smoke and a conversation with an old friend, another new STRAY is in my seat. This is a native woman who was staying at the hotel Peter works at. Well, she was quite drunk yet able to carry on a conversation. She was asking about where the casinos were....

There a certain number of things I must have. If I don't have them I don't necessarily miss them but when I get them back, I LOVE THEM! Genmai-Cha Brown Rice Green Tea I love this tea because it is the stuff they bring you at sushi. It cures any of my ailments, whether physically curing me with it's antioxidents, or mentally, comforting me and my tummy. No other green tea will do for me. There is a specific taste of the brown rice that changes it drastically from the regular old green tea. EDAMAME This is my favourite snack food, ever. Again, very comforting to me, and healthy. Salty and sweet all at once. I must have a bag of these soy beans in my freezer at all times. There is no mess after boiling them. Simple and good. JAGERMEISTER Yes, there must be a form of alcohol on the list. This is the only liquor I like as a shot now. After all the different shots I've had, tequilla being the worst experience, I am pretty content with "Mr. Meister". Although unf...

I have very little to say amazingly. Nothin' much is happening in my life right now. My hip pain is almost gone. I am pretty happy about that. I can't believe how such an injury can rule your life. Now that it is gone my back pain is back. Gosh, getting old is sad. Maybe I should just get some exercise. LOL Woke up yesterday and found absolutely nothing to eat in the house. I had to eat peanut butter from a spoon. Pretty pathetic for two cooks living in one space but we both eat at work so we never think about food for the house until we are desperate. We do have quite th e collection of pizza boxes from ordering in when we are hungry. We could build a small house with them, or not. The eaglets in Saanich are fine. Watching them everyday and seeing them grow is pretty interesting. I love it when Mom comes back with a big kill. She brought back a rabbit the other day and the forum went crazy. All these people feeling sorry for the rabbit. I think people forget that these birds a...

Today, I decided to peruse the Star Wars Chat thread I frequent so often and found myself in a quiry. Why is it so important to have a high post count, or better yet , to see your name (SN) everywhere. You see, with chat threads on these boards, it is about chatting. Talking about nothing really, but communicating and having fun. I joined in to a thread, not the usual Downtime thread, and found a go getter needing to bump the thread to gain posts to get the thread blocked for the beginning of a new page. You see, when the thread gets to 8000 posts, it gets a bit slow and a new one begins, BUT only if the moderator, GOD BLESS MASTER MIKE AND DARK MOOSE, give the authority to do so. Well, this poster spent most of the time "chatting" about changing the title of the chat thread and goading people into posting lots to reech the limit. Better yet, he tried to start a new page WAY before needed in hopes to change the name, and most likely, to gain the title of originator of the t...

Congratulations to the Edmonton Oilers for winning their first game of the final four of NHL playoffs against the Anaheim Mighty Ducks. Woot! Although I am a Vancouver Canuck fan, I have to cheer for the underdog--last place in the Western Conference to get in the playoffs and here they are going for the CUP. Awesome. At least there was a real sport on at the gay-friendly sports bar I work at, last night! It was packed with a mix of the neighbourhood, all cheering our lone Canadian hockey team to the finals. I felt almost like I was back at my old job--minus 100 more people, the beautiful servers and the Robson Street mayhem. I have to admit it wasn't too busy last night at work. I mean at the old place I worked we were busy for the playoffs. We had 3 guys on the line cooking. Here we need two but there is no dish washer, like at my old job, so really one person cooks with a bit of help. Anyways, I think if I saw another order for nachos I would have screamed. That is all everyone ...

I went to work today at the gay-friendly sports bar thinking there was nothing on the tv tonight to make the night hellish. Well, to my surprise, at 8pm we began to fill up and I was clueless as to what the event was. Apparently I'm out of the loop, whether this is because I am not gay or haven't set my clock to the big event is questionable, but anyways, Will & Grace - the last episode EVER, was on. I wasn't quite sure if this was an appropriate venue, although I did watch the Seinfeld last episode in a sports bar (I went to watch a hockey game) where there were prizes and trivia. I thought this was a bit strange, but the community thought that it was important to gather together, all the Will and Jack-wannabes and their cohort-wannabes, and cry and laugh the last episode away. I understand that the show was a phenomenon, with there being a gay main character, but to waste an enormous part of their lives on fictional characters is beyond me. I say this, after having w...

It is another beautiful, sunny day here in Vancouver and I am stuck inside waiting for my hip to heal. This sucks. I did wake up and make some coffee, have a bath to soak my injury, put a cooling patch on the injury site and sit outside (clothed LOL) on my newly tidied balcony to enjoy the sunshine with my cat, Sebastian, sipping coffee in the hot sun. It was pleasant to say the least. I did make a new discovery on the dosage of Advil I should take to erradicate my hip pain - 4 x 400mg of Advil does the trick apparently. My pain has subsided for the afternoon. I will redose before my shift tonight at work to be able to work. Hopefully it is a sign I am healing too. My cat Sebastian, who has hyperthyroidism, has become quite the challenge lately. His dosage of pill is becoming impossible to give to him. I have tried every attempt: by hand, crushed into his food, crushed into cat milk, crushed into pieces of chicken, etc, etc. Well, today, after a barf-fest again, I crushed it into cat m...

I woke up this morning (afternoon) in the middle of our pigsty that we have created. Yes, we have two cats, and yes, we both work nights, but that is no excuse for the state our apartment is in. I have been laid up on the couch for a day and a half, and my hip still kills, but I had to get up and do some cleaning. It was pretty disgusting. Well, my significant other felt guilty, and I knew if I started he would help, and actually helped. He took all the garbage out, vacuumed, and ...well I think that is it other than picking up his clothes. I got to get the dishes done, the bedroom done and kitchen floor. My favourite thing is the patio which we can now go out on and sit in the sun before work. Nice! It's hard to get out of bed and clean in the day. Especially when you work nights. It's not like we want to vacuum at 4am but late night cleaning is no fun. You see when you work at night it is hard to have a normal day. Most people wake up and go to work, picking up a coffee on t...

Well, a day after my injury and after a full shift, I am still in pain. I am starting to think it is a quadricep strain now as I looked into it more on the internet. With my sports injury background from post secondary education, I should be able to easily diagnose this. Also, I should have put ice on it (RICE therapy--rest, ice, compression and elevation) and not gone out. Not working is out of the question but I was careful and moved slowly and gingerly all night. I work tomorrow so I hope it is better. The pain is pretty bad though. Other than that I have nothing to say.....other than OWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Well, I woke up a few days ago feeling a slight strain in my hip. Unfortunately, today, I have an extreme acute pain in my hip which turns out to be a hip flexor injury--AKA groin pull. Funny, I don't remember ever playing hockey. Can this occur in my sleep? Did I get hit in an NHL hockey game in my dreams and this is just the remains of a dream? I looked it up on the internet and I have an ice pack on it. I will go to Shoppers Drug Mart to pick up some cooling gel and extra strength pain killers as I am having a hard time walking. I look like I have a prosthesis under my jeans as I swing my injured leg forward in my wobbly gait. This injury, unknown in origin, has made me realize how out of shape I am. I knew when I was hiking down the trail on Bowen Island, as my once strong legs, shook with every step down the steep grade. Now with this bizarre injury, I wonder if my body is giving out from simple age. I wake up with back pain a lot, assuming it is from work or from bad ergonom...