Shopping

I tested my theory that rich people run the entire world – and rig it so that they and their children can stay rich without any further effort – by doing my grocery shopping in Point Grey. And you know what? IT IS TRUE. Cheaper groceries by far. The sales of grey poupon and black caviar must cover all the building overhead, so the produce can be that much more affordable. I’m only guessing here, but the laws of supply and demand are basically that if your demand can’t find another supply, charge the frikken moon. And teh poorz can’t exactly head across town to save a few bucks on their potatoes and milk – they’re stuck with the local Loblaws and its ridiculously inflated prices on all things from prepackaged chicken to baby formula.

Anyway, I went shopping. I bought vinegar, and whole wheat flour. My life is full of drama.

In other news, I met the MYSTERY ROOMMATE! So he’s not a mystery anymore, he’s just the ROOMMATE, which is less fun. However, it turns out that he’s a visiting post-doc researcher in my very own department, right here at Computer Science! Imagine that! I love serendipity. He’s from Brazil, and he’s huge. I mean, like, football player huge. But nice. Nice, but larger than many other people. Hopefully that means he does dishes that much faster. I’ll let you know.