Today I got lots of kitty supplies, for free. I walked deep downtown to a building where a couple who foster for the Annex Cat Rescue live, and was met in the lobby by the husband, a pleasant guy called Joel. He took me down to their basement locker, which to my delight was chock-full of all sorts of kitty supplies, mine for the taking.

I walked away with a litterbox, litter scoop, scratching post, food and water dishes (cleverly built into a plastic mat to catch any mess), and cool soft-shell carrying bag for when (if) I have to take her to the vet.

Score!

There are still a few things I have to buy, but those are the main ones and a big financial help.

Afterward I went down to the Eaton Centre to check on a pair of boots I'd tried on a couple of weeks ago. They're now on sale at 50% off, so I figured I'd better grab them before they go. I was waited on by an exceedingly bored gay Asian guy with an affected demeanour that projected, "I don't want to have to talk to you any more than necessary."

While he was ringing up my sale, I suddenly remembered the exceedingly unfriendly and uncommunicative gay Asian guy who'd waited on me in that same store two years ago when I bought my previous pair of winter boots. In a moment of epiphany, I wondered if it was the same guy. And realized it probably was. Life's funny that way.