New Comic Day
Sep. 13th, 2006 06:00 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
newnumber6This week I just got one book:
Ultimate X-Men #74 (not bad, with a nice ending that makes it more interesting)
Full reviews as usual at my comic reviews site for anyone interested.
For lunch I had a spicy mortadella sandwich.
I thought since it was raining I probably wouldn't walk today and just take the bus.
Except, it wasn't raining when I left, so I figured I'd walk to the comic store at least unless it started raining.
(Random thought on the way: 'I can't walk across a bridge without imagining jumping off. Of course, 95% of the time I'm also imagining that I can
fly')
And it wasn't raining (at least more than the tiniest drizzle) when I got there, so I figured I'd walk down past Eaton Centre and look at some bookstores and catch the streetcar from there.
Except, it wasn't raining when I got there. So I figured I'd start walking to work, and if it was raining, catch the streetcar.
So I ended up walking to work as usual. It rained while I was working. And when I was done, as I usually did, I started walking while waiting for the bus, because sometimes it's really late. Like today. Where by the time the bus came, I'd already reached the point where there was no point in catching it. So I walked all the way home, too. The full circuit.
Oh, and oddly, on my way to the comic shop, I passed one of my high school teachers on the way. He taught drama and a couple of my english classes. He's also pretty much the only teacher I've seen since leaving high school - a few years back I met him in a bakery, after I'd graduated. Kinda weird to see the same person twice. I mean, it's a big city. Outside of planned meetings and places of likely intersection (university, or in the old neighborhood), I've only met like maybe 5 people from my high school randomly, at most, and now one of them I met again. Though I suppose the odds aren't any worse that I'd see him again than that I'd see any other particular randomly selected person.
Anyway, we didn't talk, but there was a mutual nod of recognition, which is odd cause when we met the first time I was sure he didn't even remember me.
At work there was some minimal social interaction spurred on by my hiding up on a high shelf to read - some of the newer people to the store saw me up there and got a little scared, and had a short pleasant conversation with one of them (albeit, it was mostly on the topic of how I got up there and why I was there, but it was longer than such conversations usually are).
Ultimate X-Men #74 (not bad, with a nice ending that makes it more interesting)
Full reviews as usual at my comic reviews site for anyone interested.
For lunch I had a spicy mortadella sandwich.
I thought since it was raining I probably wouldn't walk today and just take the bus.
Except, it wasn't raining when I left, so I figured I'd walk to the comic store at least unless it started raining.
(Random thought on the way: 'I can't walk across a bridge without imagining jumping off. Of course, 95% of the time I'm also imagining that I can
fly')
And it wasn't raining (at least more than the tiniest drizzle) when I got there, so I figured I'd walk down past Eaton Centre and look at some bookstores and catch the streetcar from there.
Except, it wasn't raining when I got there. So I figured I'd start walking to work, and if it was raining, catch the streetcar.
So I ended up walking to work as usual. It rained while I was working. And when I was done, as I usually did, I started walking while waiting for the bus, because sometimes it's really late. Like today. Where by the time the bus came, I'd already reached the point where there was no point in catching it. So I walked all the way home, too. The full circuit.
Oh, and oddly, on my way to the comic shop, I passed one of my high school teachers on the way. He taught drama and a couple of my english classes. He's also pretty much the only teacher I've seen since leaving high school - a few years back I met him in a bakery, after I'd graduated. Kinda weird to see the same person twice. I mean, it's a big city. Outside of planned meetings and places of likely intersection (university, or in the old neighborhood), I've only met like maybe 5 people from my high school randomly, at most, and now one of them I met again. Though I suppose the odds aren't any worse that I'd see him again than that I'd see any other particular randomly selected person.
Anyway, we didn't talk, but there was a mutual nod of recognition, which is odd cause when we met the first time I was sure he didn't even remember me.
At work there was some minimal social interaction spurred on by my hiding up on a high shelf to read - some of the newer people to the store saw me up there and got a little scared, and had a short pleasant conversation with one of them (albeit, it was mostly on the topic of how I got up there and why I was there, but it was longer than such conversations usually are).
