Thursday, June 22, 2006

   It's late.. so that means no song..
It was kind of a weird day.

First of all, I'm getting sick of saving people's asses all the time. I dislike getting a call early in the morning from work asking me to come in early or stay late, all because the person making the schedule can't do a decent job.. *Napoleon Dynamite voice* Gosh! Friggin idiots!

Now that that's out of the way.. Onto making fun of the PUs.. (parental units). My mother had a seniors moment today. I was at work and she came in to get some stuff. She went through the checkout, picked up the bags and left. Well, a minute or two later ths lady (who, coincidentally used to work with my dad) came in and told my coworker and I that she had found a purse left behind in a cart.. So she gave it to us to deal with. We decided to pop it open and see if there was a drivers license at all.. There happens to be one of our store cards inside. I pull it out and flip it over. Yeah, my mom's... XD I had to phone her and ask if she was missing something. There was just silence on the line for a minute.. "uhh.. your PURSE?!"

So. She came back to get it. Even though I said I'd bring it home since I was on my way in twenty minutes or so.. We all stood around, had a good laugh, and then this girl comes in and informs us that a cab has just schmucked a Ford Mustang Convertible.. Ouch... so we attempt to page the owner. She comes to the front looking all scared.. and really it was just a big scuff on her car, they'll probably be able to buff it out. Nice scratch on the cab though.. Still.. The worst part is that the cab driver played the "oh... did I do that?" routine. Um yeah, most people stop when they hear the scraping noise.. Lame..

Anyways.. played some tennis after work. I'm pretty bad at it... Haha! I guess that's what not playing for a year does to you.. Oh well.. it'll come back.. I talk a lot.. But I'm sleepy. And now babbling incoherently. So. Goodnight everybody..
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Wednesday, June 21, 2006

   "Every day's like Sunday, down here on memory lane/
Salad days and no good ways drive me quite insane/
A cocktail clouded troubadour attempts to speak in tongues/
He's said enough, I'm through the door I'm moving right along/
Like this..." -Robert Plant (Tin Pan Valley)

Since we all want to know now.. XD The perfume I wear is called Clinique Happy. I do, on occasion get compliments on it, but not normally from random people. It's nice when it's a good lookin' guy telling me though.. XD Heheh..

I finally got around to watching Howl's Moving Castle. Good show. I remember reading the book back when I was in Jr. High (must have been.. ). I must say though, that I am disappointed with the selection of anime at the video place. There's a lot of Yu-Gi-Oh, and a couple of other random series, but that's about it. Lame..

Had a moment earlier in the afternoon where I just got incredibly sad. I don't know why. It passed after I got online and talked to a friend. The same friend (coincidentally) that psychoanalysed me the other day.. He's a goof, and quite the flirt.. but he makes me happy.. so there.

Anywho, have a nice Wednesday.. I'll be at work collecting more compliments.. Ha!
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Tuesday, June 20, 2006

   "Watch the stars/
Turn you to nothing/
Now blush and smile as they whisk you away/
Part your lips a bit more/
I'll swallow your fear/
I will show you how..." -AFI (Kiss and Control)

Have you ever had someone psychoanalyse you and then you had to go back and evaluate yourself to see if they were right? That is the weirdest feeling ever. It's strange when someone points out something to you, about yourself, that you didn't even see was there.. Anyways, initially I thought the person that psychoanalysed me was wrong about it all.. but after some thinking (owwww...) he might not be entirely full of it... I don't know. Sorry, vague, I know.. Not really important anyways.

At work this afternoon, I had two people comment on my perfume. Hee hee.. I smell good. XD

And booo, hiss... no Stanley Cup for Edmonton... I say they were robbed. And what's up with pulling the goalie like that?! Grr... Ahh well.. maybe next time..

That's about it from me. Keep on rockin' in the free world..
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Sunday, June 18, 2006

   "It's not as easy as willing it all to be right/
Gotta be more than hoping it's right/
I wanna hear you laugh like you really mean it/
Collapse into me, tired with joy..." -Snow Patrol (Hands Open)

A 4-0 shutout for Edmonton. Game 7 in Carolina. Let's do it Oilers! Sita, they totally want the cup.

I didn't mean to worry anyone with that last post.. Nothing's wrong, really.. In fact, things might be entirely right for once. But I'm not sure. That's what all the thinking is about. The deal is that someone has told me something, and I'm not sure how to take it, or what my reaction should have been. No one has ever told me this thing before.. It's really, really weird. It might be one for the LJ, but I'm not even sure of that.. XD It's not as easy as willing it all to be right..

Anyways.. *Goldmember voice* Do someshing nishe for your fashahs on Shunday.. *cough* sorry.. I'm thinking about scrapping the one liners for a while. Or altogether. I haven't decided yet. They do not entertain me anymore. If it dosen't entertain you, why do something? Goodnight everybody...
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Friday, June 16, 2006

   "Another day breaks and the last one's gone/
You dig deep just to carry on/
Your debt's paid off but it don't feel gone/
So you slip out the back and you're moving on..." -Sam Roberts (Bridge to Nowhere)

I actually had something to say when I sat down at the computer. But stuff has happened since that moment and now I have forgotten what it was that I was going to say...

Something about rotten watermelon, I'm sure.. It's late and I'm tired. And I need to think about some stuff. Don't want to. I'd rather just have fun...
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Thursday, June 15, 2006

Way to go Edmonton!
4-3 in overtime.

Other than that.. The rain has started again.. very nearly had a swirling vortex of doom this evening. Very nearly had a minor flood last night. Yep... it's been great fun.. The rain isn't supposed to quit for another couple of days. Good thing I climbed around on the roof and cleaned the mungus out of the gutters.. No more waterfall over the front door... That's it from me..
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Tuesday, June 13, 2006

   "And If I don't make it known that/
I've loved you all along/
Just like sunny days that/
We ignore because/
We're all dumb and jaded/
And I hope to God I figure out/
What's wrong..." Our Lady Peace (4am)

Hokay. So I left for work this afternoon feeling okay about it. Not complaining like usual. When I get there I find out that my one supervisor is being a bag again. Yippee.. So I'm glad when she finally leaves for the night and my favourite supervisor gets there..

He knows that I don't like to stay at my till if there's something else I could be doing, so he says I can do a cardboard pull.. Uh... you take all the empty cardboard flats off of the shelves.. So I go and do a couple of aisles, then tie a cardboard bale. Then go back to finish up. I find on the shelf a carton of juice (you know, the 1 litre tetras?) that had somehow gone puffy. Yes, puffy. Ticking time bomb... I picked it up and commented to my coworker, Daryl that it just didn't look natural. He commented back that it looked like it was about to explode and that we should probably throw it out. So we headed to the back to chuck it, and on the way we ran into a third coworker. I held the juice up and said to her, "Hey, Sammy, we're going to go chuck this puffy juice in IGOR, wanna come watch it explode?" I barely got the sentence out before I was drenched in rancid orange juice. Yes, rancid. All over the side of my face, down my shirt, in my hair, all over. *Napoleon Dynamite voice* GROSS. I don't think I swore though. Daryl and Sam cracked up though. At my expense. So I, covered in rancid orange juice went off to find Matt, my supervisor. He just looked at me and tried not to laugh. He really tried. Couldn't do it though. And at that point, neither could I. I told him what happened and that I was going home to shower and that I wasn't coming back. The drive home was rough.

Anyways.. Lame one-liner #78: We are all part of the ultimate statistic - ten out of ten die. *cough*lame*cough*
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Monday, June 12, 2006

   "Clap for the Wolfman/
He gon' rate your record high/
Clap for the Wolfman/
You gon' dig him till the day you die..." -The Guess Who (Clap For the Wolfman)

Wow. Long time, no post. Have had nothing to say, really..

So, I went and saw X-Men 3 the other night. It was cool, but I was expecting some closure and got none. I smell a fourth. There was not nearly enough Archangel...

On my way home from the theatre, I was driving behind a little red car. I like to talk to other drivers even when they can't hear me. I was telling her that she didn't HAVE to go 20km/hr. The limit is 50km/hr. Then I noticed the big sign in the back window. "NEW DRIVER". Wow. that must be embarassing. I think I'll make one for my sister and use it while we're out practicing. Maybe people will be nicer that way...

So. BEFORE I went out to the show I was putting on some mascara and a little piece of hair got in the way and I mascara-ed it by accident. Thought I got it all out, so when I left the bathroom I was surprised to see some black mungus in my hair out of the corner of my eye. I reach for it. I attempt to get it out. Turns out.. it's a spider. *falls over* Just a little tiny one, but still... IT WAS ON ME!! eww..

Again, before I went to the show, I got a call from a frantic co-worker. She said that everyone had punked out on their shifts for Sunday morning and that there was no one to package all the bakery crap and she was panicking. I had her give away my night shift for me, and I went in at 8:00am and did it. And I did a damn good job of it for someone who's only ever done it once. And all while listening to the Sunday Morning Oldies Show. on the radio. And then I sliced 36 dozen hot dog buns. *facepalm* In 45 minutes. Somebody call Guinness? Anywho, the point is, it was a long day.

Lame one-liner #77: Life is way too complicated at 8 o'clock in the morning. Indeed it is... Happy Monday everyone.
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Wednesday, June 7, 2006

   "Walk without rhythm/
And it won't attract the worm/
If you walk without rhythm/
Ah, you never learn/
Don't be shocked by the tone of my voice/
Check out my new weapon, weapon of choice..." -Fatboy Slim (Weapon of Choice)

**In honor of the new video that is up. If you've never seen it, WATCH IT! For the love of god.. **

I thought it was time for a bit of a change. Instead of doing something new, I brought back an old background. But it's probably my favourite. So there.

I was up super early to take my doggie to the vet. It was sad to have to leave him there, even for a few hours. I hate how my animals act after they've been doped up. You know, all tired and staggering around drunkenly rather than just laying down and sleeping like any normal animal. The worst part though, was the look he gave us when we brought him home after. It was the look that says, "Screw you. You told me we were going for a car ride, and you took me to have surgery instead." Poor lil' guy...

Anyways.. I want to know what the hell is up with the damn spiders!! I want to know where they keep coming from so that I can get rid of them! Toady REALLY sucked because at some point while I was outside, one climbed on me. Yes. It was ON ME! On my shoulder, near my FACE!! AAAUUGHHH!! It must have been there for a good few minutes before I noticed, because I was indoors filling the dog water dish before I noticed the crawly thing and freaked out. *shudder*

For putting up with my complaining, you get... Lame one-liner #76: Gravity: It's not just a good idea, it's the LAW! Boooooo.... hisssss.. On the bright side, there's only 101 of these things. We're almost done...
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Tuesday, June 6, 2006

"Sing with me, sing for the year/
Sing for the laughter, sing for the tears/
Sing with me, if it's just for today/
Maybe tomorrow, the good lord will take you away..." -Aerosmith (Dream On)

Have I ever mentioned that I love gum? I love gum. Tropical Trident = love.

Anyways, not a terrible day. But at work I am at point of uncertainty again. I fear things are escalating again and that they may reach a point where I can't stop things from collapsing. Not that it's my responsibility to hold everything together... I don't know..

I am however, getting excited for my staff BBQ. That should be good at least. And hopefully we get a decent turnout. I think I'm going to take the guitar down there with me. It's pretty crappy quality so if it takes a bit of a thrashing, it'll be okay.

Tuesday = day off. So happy I can hardly contain myself. Unfortunately I'm going with my mum to take my doggy to the vet. Something's the matter with one of his paws. And he may also have a bee or wasp sting on it. So hopefully it's nothing major and they don't have to do any sedatives or anything... That's just scary and sad.

Anyways.. I've been typing this post for at least an hour and a half... Time to go do something more constructive with my time... I leave you with.. Lame one-liner #75: Corduroy pillows: They're making headlines! Bah hah! Knee slapper! Good night everybody...

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