How it all started

Josh, Me, Gaurav, Bobby and heaps and heaps of food. 

Christina and Angie(la) 

The English crew [too cool for the ESA] and an accountant and a dental hygenist. Can you pick who is who? 

Josh, Me, Gaurav, Bobby 

Frickin' Cars

So my car was making this wonderful noise. Basically this loud, grinding of metal on metal noise. Not very heathly. I took it in the shop today to get it checked out. Previous to this, we had multiple people and research trying to guess what was wrong. We thought it was the bearings on the front left or the CV joint was going. But that's as far as we ventured.

So I go in, after arranging for Rachel to pick me up, to drop it off at 10am. The guy walks into the waiting area holding this funny piece of metal. Apparently my brake pad had worn so far down that the rotor and the metal backing of the brake pad had actually started eating away at each other. So I stare at this metal in the man's hands with these large gouges in it and start to worry. I don't think those things come cheap. Ends up that its going to cost me $452. Yeah. That's a lot of money. Especially for a poor student. So I call Josh, talk it over, and decide to leave it. Find out I can come get it later in the day.

So I leave the car, go about my day. Finally meet up with Josh to go get my car that I miss dearly. Get there and suddenly my bill had jumped to $554. WHAAAAAT??? That's a lot. *sigh* Apparently brake pads have suddenly gone up in price to $118. Great. Frickin' wonderful.

So the upside of the story:
1. Josh is calling tomorrow to complain about the price because they shouldn't be that much.
2. We got the brake stuff taken care of about a year and a half ago by Meineke and they couldn't figure out why my brakes had so much give. Apparently they missed the seized caliper pin. Geniuses. So my dad is going to take it to their corporate section and try to get money back because they missed something so obvious. And they guarantee their brakes for life.

Moral of the story: Car repairs suck. They need to invent cars that don't break.

Auto Show

Below are three concept cars from the Toronto Auto Show... the only three worth looking at. The rest of the concept cars were all the 'lets make the tiniest car that runs off batteries and call it a concept' cars. Irritating. That's not what I want a concept car to be. The other car is the Pontiac Solstice... the convertible I would like to drive. :c)

In order... Madza's concept car [I can't remember the precise name], BMW Concept Z4 Coupe, Pontiac Solstice, and the gorgeous Shelby Cobra.

Enjoy.

Hilarity

So last night, Ange, Gaurav, Bobby, Josh, Christina and I went out to the London Arms. Good times. Bobby decided that because martinis were half off to split the menu and drink half of it [though originally he wanted to drink the whole menu]. That proved to be highly amusing. Then Gaurav, Josh and I decided we were hungry and we'd order a combo that had wings, pizza and nachos. Little did we know we'd be eating piles of food. Yeah, we didn't finish it. It was still good though.

Through all the hilarity, we discovered that us English majors complain about our readings all the time, but when we get together all we do is talk about them. Sick and sad cycle if you ask me.

I don't think I stopped laughing the whole night. Between Ange's Jamaica [read: drunk] stories, Gaurav's tales, Bobby's drinking 6 martinis, Josh's random comments and Christina's confusion that we would be so psychotic... I think I might have almost died laughing.

We should do this more often.

Auto Show in Toronto today. I'm sure there will be pictures to enjoy when I get back :c).

Dinner Parties

So I've been thinking. Dinner parties used to be this great thing. People would love to go to them.

Why don't we have them anymore? I mean why are they a bad thing? I think the idea of getting dressed up, going to someone's house to eat with a bunch of friends and talking all night sounds great. They used to be a class marker, yes. So let's change that and make it a coolness marker. Only the cool kids go to dinner parties. Oh, you would like to make plans for Friday night? Well I'm sorry, I'll be attending a dinner party. I mean, how cool is that? Seriously. I'm serious folks.

I vote that we reinstate dinner parties into the daily life of the average person. Who's with me? I'll start one... sometime... when I find people who will come. Come on, free food. Free drinks. Conversation. I know my fellow English majors would love it... where else will we talk about all the stuff we read in class?

So, in conclusion. Dinner parties = cool. We need to start those again. Now. Go. Do it.

Bliss

This is a joy we all should have....

Look what you made me do.

So Gaurav finally made me cave into the world of blogging.

I don't know what to put in this thing, so I'll just babble and do the whole intro to me schpiel. I'm Kari. I hail from the States [born in Washington, living in Jersey] but go to university in Canada. [Yeah, what the hell was I thinking? I hate cold.] But my adventure to Canada was worth it because I met my fiance and a lot of crazy Canadians that I like to call friends. My major is English Language and Literature... yeah... a big title that means I read and write lots. Don't ask me why I went to Canada to take English, I haven't figured it out but I always toss out the fact that I originally came here as a Business major.

I don't know what else to write. We'll just have some fun with this thing. Sound good to you?