I did Dry Feb again this year. Which, as you may know, is a fundraiser for the Canadian Cancer Society wherein you swear off alcohol for the month of February and people show their support for your sacrifice by donating; all to raise money for a good cause.
“Emrys?” asks the girl behind the counter at Starbucks. “Yep” I answer after a brief moment of hesitation. “What a great name!” she exclaims as she hands me my drinks. “Thank you” I reply as I take my coffees and head outside to the car.
I was telling my friends that other day that it’s nice that we’re all ambiverts, that is neither introverted nor extroverted but rather able to switch between the two as the situation requires.
There’s so many squirrels in Port Coquitlam. I mean, you can practically hear them scurrying through the underbrush as you walk along the Traboulay trail. That is, if you can’t actually see them jumping from tree to tree.
The receptionist took my temperature (with a temperature gun), looked at her device and tried taking it again before finally declaring me: “too cool”. This strikes me as entirely accurate.