K SO I ENDED UP LOSING SO MUCH TIME OVER THIS SH*T.
whichever new password (even if highly complex, like so):
...would instantly get rejected even if passing all checkmarks:
good gawd make it make sense!!! *facepalm* and impossible to chat with an actual person over at the koodo website since it's all freakin' AI everywhere now. ughhh.
the only useful help i found once all else failed was from a thread on reddit: reset your current password with the "forgot password" option. whoever you are, THANK YOUUUUU!!!!! p.s.: f* U, koodo.
my good ol' depeche mode partner in crime, miss marie-Γ¨ve!! yes, same marie-Γ¨ve i haven't seen in probably 20 years and not since she moved to france. so great catching up in real life again! x
so chantal & i hadn't stepped foot over there in 15 years and—each in our respective corners—telepatically thought we might give it another shot this year. let's obey whatever-the-f*ck ideas, shall we.....
despite a little hiccup upon departure (i forgot my cell phone home so we had to turn around with her car about 15-20 mins into our little adventure *facepalm* hahahha damn) this was really happening.
ST-HYACINTHE BOUND.
rides & crap in a bubblegum-colored theme:
[points to photo below] when you figure; "hey! we're in luck. there's noone waiting in line for this ride. LET'S GO." minutes prior to somewhat of a life altering experience:
as you blissfully ignore this warning:
π₯΄π₯΄π₯΄ we are clearly too old for this sh*t!
we left fairly early cuz, let's face it: INDOORS DEMO KIOSKS NO LONGER EXIST AND THIS IS SUCH AN IMMENSE DOWNER. i mean, it truly the peak idea of kitsch-fun for me. UHHH.
