Sunday, September 21, 2008


... I wish I was a stronger person.

Wednesday, April 23, 2008

I had ice cream for dinner today.

Because I can.

Sometimes it's great to live on your own.

Sunday, April 06, 2008


Bad pic, I know... But I had a nerdgasm so the pic quality is irrelevant.

On a side note, work is great. New boss is different. Work load is getting a little gross (removing grass becomes a little repetitive, but at least I have good conversation while we work). New sod comes in a week... eww. The members at the course plan on helping... "helping"... Bless their hearts but I'll believe it when I see it...

Went to beerfest. Cheap beer. It was like I was in first year again. Saw michael rault. He wasn't with his backup band (weird) so I might have to make another attempt before I pass judgement, but it left a little to be desired... maybe not, but it wasnt what i was expecting...

I'm seeing a financial planner, who's going to be discussing what sort of RRSP's are within my budget... if they are at all XD Should be interesting.

And... umm... yup

Sunday, March 23, 2008

Work is Wprk

So I kinda quit working at the warehouse.

Monday I wasn't feeling well, but the foreman guilted me into staying my full shift.

Tuesday I woke up and still wasn't feeling peachy keen, so I phoned in to tell them I wouldn't be there.

Wednesday I woke up and felt better for having missed a day at the warehouse so I decided to take another. Thankfully I got the answering machine so I didnt have to play sick.

Wednesday afternoon I decided that having that many days off it was going to be rough to get back into the schedule so...

Thursday morning I just didn't go.

OH NOES! A no-call no-show! That's going to go on my record...

So I don't work there anymore... Just gotta get my roommate to take in my nametags when he goes to work.

The good news is I'm not unemployed... In 8 hours I will be at the Golf Course again! Yay!

yup... that's an update.

Sunday, March 09, 2008

Regarding the Worst Job in the Universe

Well. maybe it's not the worst job in the universe, but it can be quite terrible...

I work in a warehouse atm. Please check your brain at the door. If I do happen to stumble into consciousness in the hours I am there, I want to tear open a box of whatever is nearest me (usually kitty litter, for some unfortunate reason) and find a creative way to kill myself...

Not because of an overwhelmingly urge to die. Just because killing myself in a creative way would require slightly more brain activity then anything else I could do in that building.

Seriously. It's like watching "EXTREME EXPLOSIONS 6" on Fox, that's how much thought it requires.

I called in sick the other day.

Not because I was sick, mind you. It was because I couldn't prepare myself for the boredom.

The golf course will be open soon... I got a "soon" phone call last week... Thank god... I don't know if I can make it much longer.

Tuesday, January 29, 2008


Just wanted to say that Edmonton looks fucking BEAUTIFUL at -30C.

Seriously, I wish I had a high quality camera so I could document it for you readers... but it's surreal how awesome my view is from our balcony.

Wednesday, January 23, 2008

Early Morning Update

So watching those sympathy shows (and some of them being of the girly tear-jerk variety) I saw a symptom of a condition which really hit home:

"Older children and adults with [this disability] perform worse on tests of face recognition."

I of course became highly paranoid. I'm notoriously bad at recognizing people, even close friends, if they go through dramatic superficial changes. Most peoples though process is as follows:

This person looks familiar.
This is Martha.
Martha's hair is different.

my process is usually:

This person is looks familiar.
This person is looking at me like I know them.
Is that Martha?

Of course this doesn't happen too often with people I know well... but with people I don't see very often it happens all the time.

I locked myself out of my apartment Friday night. I had walked back from Rea's after swimming. I needed my magnetic card in order to get into the building, the magnetic card that I keep in my wallet, the wallet I didn't take with me swimming.

Conveniently my roommates were off gallivanting in hickvilles across the province... So I couldn't buzz to wake them up. Also, the 24-hour security on our building... is.. well... LAME... no one answered the phone... So I did what any logical person would.

I ventured out into the cold once again (at 2.30am, mind you). Skulking through the shadows I approached the ground floor suite of one of the nearby apartments. I then proceeded to bang on the window, waking the inhabitant of the apartment, and demanded they provide me a place to sleep. Never even considering no for an answer, I proceeded to make fun of their choice of video games, and pass out on their couch and sleep in as late as I possibly could (I could have woken up much much earlier, but making someone feel like a prisoner in their own home is a lot more fun).

This person, of course, ended up being Morgan... And I probably scared her half to death when I was banging on her windows (not that she lives in a sketch neighborhood or anything...

Define screening your calls? I never answer my phone if it's a number I don't recognize, but I don't really see that as screening. Especially since if I'm at home, my phone is not usually in a place where I'll notice it ring.

To make matters worse, the person who accused me of screening my calls, and (implied) being a flake is... well... kind of a hypocrite

And it's not that I'm intentionally missing his calls, not that I feel I have much to say. I'm not particularly keen on jumping back into a friendship that hasn't existed for two years, particularly when he (more or less) said "btw I'm not gonna give you any contact information" right before he left.

I wish my eczema would go away. It's gross. I like winter and all, but when you get patches of dry irritated skin that react poorly to dry cold weather (to the point where it's often painful to go outside), you don;t really get a chance to enjoy it.

At least the view from my apartment is nice.