Okay, let's recap a little, and point out what I did a few days ago first.
Thursday night, after getting my haircut and some outfits picked out for it, I went out on a 'date' with my step-sister Michelle, in the city.
It was a special awards night, where the office celebrates the teams by achieving certain victories. Also...
It was a shameless promotional thing to help recruit more Financial Salesmen.
Actually, I kinda liked the idea of being a Financial Advisor, but I definately do not want to be the type that actively searches and goes out of his own way to find people and ask them if they need help, in order to do my job. I would like to sit at a desk, or answer housecalls, and go then to meet with people in person in order to discuss business.
I can easily see myself learning how to save people money, to show them that money they already spent on taxes and stuff could be gleaned back, and then put to better use. Whether it be a savings plan, insurance, it doesn't matter to me. It could be just a minor plan that would only yield a $5000 gain over a few years, but it would be something. Something at least for a single parent to at least pass down for her son or daughter to use. It's the idea of helping people and educating people that I like: actively pushing and pursuading them to use specific plans from specific companies isn't my idea of a good job.
Anyways...
After our date, Michelle and I came back to the Fort, where we sat down in a nearby pub, ordered a few drinks and food, then said our farewells to each other.
The next day, Friday, I'm back at work. Worn out and tired, but full of strangely uplifted spirits of me, being a 'financial advisor', and how I would or could do my job in a way comfortable to me.
Friday was a day of Manwatching for me, boring as hell. We are backfilling an excavation by an important NH3 loading station, so this job is full priority to get accomplished.
14 hours later... >_>
Yeah, I didn't get off until 9:30 at night. Got a free supper and paid for the half hour to eat it too, but it still kinda sucked. The hole eventually filled up to the point where it was no longer a dangerous confined space, instead becoming a shallow dimple in the earth. I spent the last few hours working with a giant diesel tamping machine that looks like a miniature steamroller that you stand behind and walk along, using hand controls to move and steer it.
The machine overheated and didn't work well, it's steering sucked, and I had four other tired and over-eager partners in my way. We got it done though. We couldn't leave until it was finished.
Shawn Harding called me on my cell phone, wondering where I was. Nobody else seemed to care. >_>
I got home, nobody there, and showered. I came down, and suddenly, lots of people. Guess they all went to 7-11 or something. I was too tired to stay up, and had an important meeting to go to this morning (today), so I tried to crash.
Today.
Well, I didn't wake up feeling so keen on being a banker guy. Not yet anyways. I was tired, would have to rush across Edmonton into unfamiliar territory to find this place I went only a night or two before, to get pressured into being something I wasn't really sure on being after all. Plus I had to do things with Stephanie today.
I called the guy who I was meant to meet, and left a lie on his machine. 'Got called in to work today'.
Well, I sat in my room for a bit, trying to wake up. Eventually I grabbed Steph, and took her to the city with me. It's 'Daddy/Daughter Time', except replacing 'Daddy/Daughter' with 'Siblings'.
Today I went shopping with Stephanie. I'm dressed better today, with nicer clothes and my nicer hairstyle. It's less shameful for me to walk into nice stores now.
Her and I went into Gown and Dress shops, shoe stores, underwear and lingerie shops, anywhere and everywhere guys do NOT want to go, and I did it well.
We went to West Ed with the intention of buying her Snowboarding stuff. I owe Stephanie a big present. Jamie got furniture, Tony his super Trenchcoat, Chris his sword, Sam her leathercoat, Richard... still working on him. Stephanie got nothing BIG from me yet (sex toys don't count, since all the girls got them).
So, today, me being a 'girly' shopper for her and spending big bucks, WAS/IS my big gift.
We got her some nice new boarding boots AND a pair of goggles that cost over $130 (goggles alone at that price), and that was it for 'gifts'. Poor athlete world guy: had to run like 8 times to find the right size for Steph. ^_^
While shopping, me in high tolerance mode, dealt well with the hundreds of disgustingly sick, festering future zombies in that mall. Ugh.
Here's a side story. We went to Millennium Place, a shop that sells fantasy swords and gothic crap. Pretty cool outfits in there though. I was looking at books, and saw a stack that I wanted to browse at sitting under this crappy diorama thing. I went to move it... and a figurine on it fell off and broke on the ground. Oh my god...
The teenage girl that worked there spazzed. Her manager, a mid-20s guy, looked too stoned to care. I offered to buy the broken piece, but it didn't sell pieces individually: it was the whole set or nothing.
Well, Christ. $230-some bucks later... and I now own a 'Knights of the Round Table' diorama. Gee, swell.
On the plus side: after hauling around that box of crap in my arm all day, my bicep on one arm is HUGE!
I bought for myself something to make myself feel better though: two new Red Oak Quarterstaves, each 6 feet long. Hee! ^_^
Steph and I came home, bought McDicks for ourselves, then came home and showed off our goodies. Oh, I also bought a costume. Jamie likes it.
My mum frigging sucked on my tit! ~_~ Now, relax, not my own physical tit. I bought a rubber stressball from San Francisco (where I bought my dad's inflatable sheep), that looks like a womans tit. Took it home, showed it off, and she sucked on it! Not cool. Steph washed it in scalding water for me. Grrr, mad at mum... Love her, but mad as well.
I went downstairs, and who pops on MSN? Go on and guess. You would be surprised and shocked as I was.
Jamie started to chat with me. And we talked, for a good half hour, I swear. It was nice, and I told her so, to be able to enjoy a nice comfortable 'chat' with her, with full privacy, where we could be open and still have fun and be relaxed about it. She agrees, so I'm hoping this happens again.
We talked about a lot of stuff, what we did these few days away from each other, and other things like that. Brought up to speed again. I went up and got my diorama from my car, brought it in, shaking my head at it, but it was all good.
Jamie made cupcakes today for us, so I asked if I could have some. She said yes, then came downstairs and hung out for a while. Watched some Resident Evil things, talked a lot, and I showed her a site or two (artist sites), and talked about work and things. I ended up ushering her away actually. I love her and her company, but I needed some space tonight, just to destress a little. It's cool. She found some anime books of mine and 'borrowed' them, heh. Apparently her muse was inspired, so off she went.
I spent close to $1000 today, in cash withdrawels and debit/credit payments. Yikes. O_o
No word back from Michelle yet, so I hope she's not too mad at me. I texted her from the mall in Edmonton, and got a few replies then, but she said she'd call me at night here.
I think Jamie should come with me and look at this Financial Advisor position. Girls seem to be better at understanding money anyways, and the job itself has tremendous advancement opportunites and skills for her to be successful, work part or full time, and be skilled enough to manage her finances properly even if she ever quit her job there, to ensure a long and healthy life in the world of money.
God I'm tired. Oh yeah. Resident Evil 5, the game, IS two-player AND one-player, with an A.I. program for the secondary game character. The second player can control the A.I. hero, in a split screen, and come and go at any part of the game without disrupting anything. If she leaves the A.I. toon, it will revert to computer controlled, until the second player enters the game and manually overrides the A.I. program running the thing. Can't wait to play it with my partner Jamie.
Night guys. Playing with my staves tomorrow. After I sleep in.
Do NOT wake the BEAR! ~_~
Lol, Just Kidding. After 10am, you can wake the BEAR. Before then though, you WILL die.
Ha ha. Hee hee. Seriously.
Saturday, October 18, 2008
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Good Afternoon!
Mum likes my new Do.
Kim made Turkey A-la-King, AND Ham and Pea Soup!
Jamie let me sit beside her on the same couch, and was extra friendly to me today.
I got a good kiss and a 'you look handsome' from little Gina! >_<
I LIKE my new Do.
Shawn Hale came by for a vist (he almost NEVER visits anymore).
I gave Steph a backrub.
I whipped Tony with my rubber cock (he whipped me back with his rubber vagina).
I got to play Warcraft (even though the world servers are crap-tastic right now).
Only had to do half a day of work.
Was treated like a King at the hair salon.
Got a confirmation call from Michelle in regards to tomorrows 'date'.
I'm stoked and ready to go, complete with new outfits, for tomorrow night.
Feeling quite drunk from a half a bottle of Sambuka. ^_^
I had a GOOD afternoon!
Kim made Turkey A-la-King, AND Ham and Pea Soup!
Jamie let me sit beside her on the same couch, and was extra friendly to me today.
I got a good kiss and a 'you look handsome' from little Gina! >_<
I LIKE my new Do.
Shawn Hale came by for a vist (he almost NEVER visits anymore).
I gave Steph a backrub.
I whipped Tony with my rubber cock (he whipped me back with his rubber vagina).
I got to play Warcraft (even though the world servers are crap-tastic right now).
Only had to do half a day of work.
Was treated like a King at the hair salon.
Got a confirmation call from Michelle in regards to tomorrows 'date'.
I'm stoked and ready to go, complete with new outfits, for tomorrow night.
Feeling quite drunk from a half a bottle of Sambuka. ^_^
I had a GOOD afternoon!
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
I just spent over 400 bucks...
I just spent over 400 bucks this afternoon...
50 on fuel. Check.
210 on ABH. Check.
60 cash out for an appointment tomorrow. Check.
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320 so far. Following me?
I spent over a hundred on nice 'casual' clothes for going out, plus some overalls for work. Check.
Plus a 52 some odd dollars on my monthly internet bill. Yikes! O_o
Time to watch my spending!
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I booked my hair appointment for tomorrow this afternoon. I'm gonna miss a little work, just to get in, but that's okay. I already let the boss know.
Basically, I'm completely ready for going out this Thursday night. WooTness!
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Jamie starts her next course in home schooling this week. She told me she's taking every Wednesday off from now on, which is good. It will let her get two days of work, a rest day, and two more after, then her weekends for school. It's a good mixup and blend of school, rest, and work I think.
She didn't make it in today at work. No, she was up all last night, sick. She came down to me this morning, joking that she MUST be pregnant. ^_^
Oh Jamie, you silly goose. Go see a doctor, you stubborn little silly! I think eating TWO Happy Turkey Day meals, day after day in a row, may have somehow lent a hand in things like that.
So, I guess she'll be going back this Thursday to work then, since she's scheduled to take tomorrow off. She's damn lucky her boss is letting her continue working after missing so much work, and refusing to work at the Scaffold Yard. Damn lucky. But I think Gary knows that I would be furious if Jamie was fired. Relieved that she wouldn't HAVE to be there anymore, yes, but furious as well, since she does still want to stay at the plants.
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Despite the usual, obligatory family feud at John's house the night before (between Richard and Chris), it was a great evening. I had a nice, full beard (gone today), and Jamie was dressed up VERY maturely in her business-woman clothes and new haircut.
John's place is constantly flooding now, for some reason. His basement drain pipes are backing up, and the ground isn't even frozen in frost yet. Everytime I think about it, I keep getting flashbacks of that horrible New Years' Morning we had two years ago... when our basements flooded at least a foot deep with sewage. >_>
I had a few chats with Chris, said hi to Rich and John, and just basically hung around all day. Jamie spent a lot of time with her dad and her brothers, and John's food really was fantastic. Like last years.
I feel almost guilty going there, just me, when the McDavid family there could invite other people. I'm not really that special. I mean, just Jamie could have went. I'm not technically part of their family or anything.
But I am grateful that I was invited.
John calls me his 'adopted son'. Jamie practically dragged me away from my room to go see her daddy. Chris and Richard still call me brother. It's just unreal at times, y'know?
Why wasn't Tony or Steph invited? Why just me?
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Today I'm freaking out. Nerd wise. Well, I know it's sad, but I did rejoin the guys who play World of WarCrap. There's a huge patch, or update, to the game today. I had everything loaded up, the new files installed, this morning before I went to work. Unfortunately, even now, like this morning, the realms are all down. Some pop on and off, and for a brief moment, I did play on a different server, practicing to see what the new hairstyles and professions are like. Inscription is only trainable at level 5 for a whopping amount of cash (85 copper instead of just 10). Barbershops let you change some features and hair styles now for a mere 5 copper (I like that!). And all the talent trees have been revamped.
But...
Right now, the realms are all still being goofy, preventing me from logging in. >_>
Bummer.
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I wanna play. I wanna sleep. I wanna go to work, just so I can leave early and get my hair cut.
I'm on the edge of a senseless frenzy, and I like it! >_<
(Full Moon again tonight. They last 3 nights in a row every lunar month.)
50 on fuel. Check.
210 on ABH. Check.
60 cash out for an appointment tomorrow. Check.
-
320 so far. Following me?
I spent over a hundred on nice 'casual' clothes for going out, plus some overalls for work. Check.
Plus a 52 some odd dollars on my monthly internet bill. Yikes! O_o
Time to watch my spending!
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I booked my hair appointment for tomorrow this afternoon. I'm gonna miss a little work, just to get in, but that's okay. I already let the boss know.
Basically, I'm completely ready for going out this Thursday night. WooTness!
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Jamie starts her next course in home schooling this week. She told me she's taking every Wednesday off from now on, which is good. It will let her get two days of work, a rest day, and two more after, then her weekends for school. It's a good mixup and blend of school, rest, and work I think.
She didn't make it in today at work. No, she was up all last night, sick. She came down to me this morning, joking that she MUST be pregnant. ^_^
Oh Jamie, you silly goose. Go see a doctor, you stubborn little silly! I think eating TWO Happy Turkey Day meals, day after day in a row, may have somehow lent a hand in things like that.
So, I guess she'll be going back this Thursday to work then, since she's scheduled to take tomorrow off. She's damn lucky her boss is letting her continue working after missing so much work, and refusing to work at the Scaffold Yard. Damn lucky. But I think Gary knows that I would be furious if Jamie was fired. Relieved that she wouldn't HAVE to be there anymore, yes, but furious as well, since she does still want to stay at the plants.
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Despite the usual, obligatory family feud at John's house the night before (between Richard and Chris), it was a great evening. I had a nice, full beard (gone today), and Jamie was dressed up VERY maturely in her business-woman clothes and new haircut.
John's place is constantly flooding now, for some reason. His basement drain pipes are backing up, and the ground isn't even frozen in frost yet. Everytime I think about it, I keep getting flashbacks of that horrible New Years' Morning we had two years ago... when our basements flooded at least a foot deep with sewage. >_>
I had a few chats with Chris, said hi to Rich and John, and just basically hung around all day. Jamie spent a lot of time with her dad and her brothers, and John's food really was fantastic. Like last years.
I feel almost guilty going there, just me, when the McDavid family there could invite other people. I'm not really that special. I mean, just Jamie could have went. I'm not technically part of their family or anything.
But I am grateful that I was invited.
John calls me his 'adopted son'. Jamie practically dragged me away from my room to go see her daddy. Chris and Richard still call me brother. It's just unreal at times, y'know?
Why wasn't Tony or Steph invited? Why just me?
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Today I'm freaking out. Nerd wise. Well, I know it's sad, but I did rejoin the guys who play World of WarCrap. There's a huge patch, or update, to the game today. I had everything loaded up, the new files installed, this morning before I went to work. Unfortunately, even now, like this morning, the realms are all down. Some pop on and off, and for a brief moment, I did play on a different server, practicing to see what the new hairstyles and professions are like. Inscription is only trainable at level 5 for a whopping amount of cash (85 copper instead of just 10). Barbershops let you change some features and hair styles now for a mere 5 copper (I like that!). And all the talent trees have been revamped.
But...
Right now, the realms are all still being goofy, preventing me from logging in. >_>
Bummer.
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I wanna play. I wanna sleep. I wanna go to work, just so I can leave early and get my hair cut.
I'm on the edge of a senseless frenzy, and I like it! >_<
(Full Moon again tonight. They last 3 nights in a row every lunar month.)
Monday, October 13, 2008
Small Update
Well, it was just one of my favouritest artists' birthdays, so I purchased for him another full year for his Live Journal account.
While I was at it, I also upgraded my free account to a Paid Members account. That means from now on, I'm gonna post a duplicate of my blogs: one on Blogger and the other on Live Journal.
Today was Happy Turkey Day, and it was my second big family meal this weekend.
I kinda didn't want to go that badly, but Jamie practically INSISTED that I go with her. She wouldn't even let me protest. ^_^
Had a good time at Johns'. It was, like last year, just the four of us. John, me, Jamie, Chris, and Richard. Yup. That totally adds up to four. Or maybe five. O_o
Richard and Chris had a brief but intense argument over a game. Chris was being way too cocky and frustrated Richard a lot, then went on to antagonize his older brother a bit. Heh, well, brothers DO fight from time to time...
John looks good. Although he gets a little hard to handle at times. No examples needed.
A few days ago I took Jamie to get her hair cut. She looks GORGEOUS.
Her Pirate Costume came in, and I was one of the lucky few to get to see it. I'm glad she's showing that she can trust me to not stare at her ass or legs.
Her skirt barely covers her at all, but that's the style I guess. She wants to go clubbing with a few of her girly friends, so I think she'd be okay like that. It even came with a cute little pirate sword! >_<
My step-sister Michelle is taking me out on a 'date' this Thursday. I went through some effort to bond with her again, and an event is popping up.
She's being recognized as one of the top sellers in Canada on this big list of people that does well with her banking/sales rep job. From 7pm-9pm she has a big office party to go to. She needs someone to come along, since her hubby is busy that night and she doesn't want to be alone when she doesn't have to be.
My only trouble will be in finding a decent casual outfit and a haircut by then.
I can't find a replacement heater blower fan for my car, so I'm gonna try to fix it myself. If the bearings in it ARE shot though, I won't be able to do anything with it.
The fan itself works, but it grinds and makes terrible noise. I just finished tightening the lock nut that holds the fan on tightly, but haven't tested to see whether or not my quick fix will work or not. If I can squeeze out some time with it, I'll be happy.
I got to cuddle yesterday with Gina, my little 'girlfriend' I guess. n_n
Oh, she is SO adorable! She came on the day before Happy Turkey Day and got to eat at our house with us. She wants me to hook up with her mum, so that I can be her 'daddy'. Isn't that cute?
For a 5 year old, she is SMART, and knows how to get attention.
Look out boys. I taught Jamie how to easily break an arm tonight, at Johns' place. >_<
While I was at it, I also upgraded my free account to a Paid Members account. That means from now on, I'm gonna post a duplicate of my blogs: one on Blogger and the other on Live Journal.
Today was Happy Turkey Day, and it was my second big family meal this weekend.
I kinda didn't want to go that badly, but Jamie practically INSISTED that I go with her. She wouldn't even let me protest. ^_^
Had a good time at Johns'. It was, like last year, just the four of us. John, me, Jamie, Chris, and Richard. Yup. That totally adds up to four. Or maybe five. O_o
Richard and Chris had a brief but intense argument over a game. Chris was being way too cocky and frustrated Richard a lot, then went on to antagonize his older brother a bit. Heh, well, brothers DO fight from time to time...
John looks good. Although he gets a little hard to handle at times. No examples needed.
A few days ago I took Jamie to get her hair cut. She looks GORGEOUS.
Her Pirate Costume came in, and I was one of the lucky few to get to see it. I'm glad she's showing that she can trust me to not stare at her ass or legs.
Her skirt barely covers her at all, but that's the style I guess. She wants to go clubbing with a few of her girly friends, so I think she'd be okay like that. It even came with a cute little pirate sword! >_<
My step-sister Michelle is taking me out on a 'date' this Thursday. I went through some effort to bond with her again, and an event is popping up.
She's being recognized as one of the top sellers in Canada on this big list of people that does well with her banking/sales rep job. From 7pm-9pm she has a big office party to go to. She needs someone to come along, since her hubby is busy that night and she doesn't want to be alone when she doesn't have to be.
My only trouble will be in finding a decent casual outfit and a haircut by then.
I can't find a replacement heater blower fan for my car, so I'm gonna try to fix it myself. If the bearings in it ARE shot though, I won't be able to do anything with it.
The fan itself works, but it grinds and makes terrible noise. I just finished tightening the lock nut that holds the fan on tightly, but haven't tested to see whether or not my quick fix will work or not. If I can squeeze out some time with it, I'll be happy.
I got to cuddle yesterday with Gina, my little 'girlfriend' I guess. n_n
Oh, she is SO adorable! She came on the day before Happy Turkey Day and got to eat at our house with us. She wants me to hook up with her mum, so that I can be her 'daddy'. Isn't that cute?
For a 5 year old, she is SMART, and knows how to get attention.
Look out boys. I taught Jamie how to easily break an arm tonight, at Johns' place. >_<
Sunday, October 5, 2008
Caitlyn's Issues
Last night I was talking to my friend Caitlyn online. She sounded extremely upset.
Usually Cait is in good spirits, and although she is a minor substance abuser, she's pretty cool, and very mature for a 16 year old. She's one of my good friends, and I usually roleplay with her on Messenger.
Caitlyn is pregnant.
For two weeks her period has been late. She took the test last night to confirm, and her life is in trouble right now.
She lives in the States, in a community full of bible-thumpers. Her dad, real father too, hates her guts. Both her parents have threatened and warned her not to fool around, or she'd be kicked out of her home.
Caitlyn usually avoids issues, and dulls them with dope and drinking. However, this kind of issue literally grows with neglect. She won't be able to ignore it for long.
I told her, after a lot of consoling and info sharing, the best course of action for her.
I made it clear the best course of action would be to take her mother, the only parent who will possibly help her, aside for a private chat. Preferrably away from home and ground zero. I told her that she would have to muster up all of her resolve and strength, and do the bravest thing she'd ever have to do in her life: trust her parents.
A parent should have unconditional love for their kids, no matter what kind of strange community social expectations exist. Family comes first, at least, in my eyes. Hopefully she could talk with her mum and get her to understand how scared and dumb she feels right now, and how desperately she needs their help and support.
I talked to Cait this morning. She's in a numb state right now. I think very soon she'll come to my conclusion that I offered her: that there is no way around this, and she'll just have to hone up on this one.
Just as long as her parents don't ask who the father would be. Then some real serious shit would fly, and my advice would be useless.
Good luck Cait. I'm here for ya in spirit.
Usually Cait is in good spirits, and although she is a minor substance abuser, she's pretty cool, and very mature for a 16 year old. She's one of my good friends, and I usually roleplay with her on Messenger.
Caitlyn is pregnant.
For two weeks her period has been late. She took the test last night to confirm, and her life is in trouble right now.
She lives in the States, in a community full of bible-thumpers. Her dad, real father too, hates her guts. Both her parents have threatened and warned her not to fool around, or she'd be kicked out of her home.
Caitlyn usually avoids issues, and dulls them with dope and drinking. However, this kind of issue literally grows with neglect. She won't be able to ignore it for long.
I told her, after a lot of consoling and info sharing, the best course of action for her.
I made it clear the best course of action would be to take her mother, the only parent who will possibly help her, aside for a private chat. Preferrably away from home and ground zero. I told her that she would have to muster up all of her resolve and strength, and do the bravest thing she'd ever have to do in her life: trust her parents.
A parent should have unconditional love for their kids, no matter what kind of strange community social expectations exist. Family comes first, at least, in my eyes. Hopefully she could talk with her mum and get her to understand how scared and dumb she feels right now, and how desperately she needs their help and support.
I talked to Cait this morning. She's in a numb state right now. I think very soon she'll come to my conclusion that I offered her: that there is no way around this, and she'll just have to hone up on this one.
Just as long as her parents don't ask who the father would be. Then some real serious shit would fly, and my advice would be useless.
Good luck Cait. I'm here for ya in spirit.
Saturday, October 4, 2008
Oh god...
...I am H*rny. O_o
^_^' !!!
Heh heh heh, just kidding. It's late at night, and I'm on official weekend duties! Nothing at all!!!
(Not really kidding... about the h*rniness...) >_>
I love my new computer. I love how it makes people jealous. Hee hee...
So. Last week I fixed my car, all by myself. I detected and fixed a potential and inexplainable power leakage source that's been plaguing my battery system. I can now leave my car undriven for a few days, and expect it to have power when I go to start it up again.
A new battery and a new alternator wasn't enough, oh no...
I figure it was a combination of a faulty coolant system, plus a faulty security link on my passenger door that was being repaired, which led the Security light on my dash to remain on at all times.
My fan works, kinda, but grinds and groans, so for now it remains unplugged. I plan on fixing it BEFORE it gets cold, so maybe I can enjoy the succulent heat it offers this cold and dreadful winter that is slowly besieging us.
I roleplayed on Messenger today for the first time in a long time, with that girly that gave me a nude pic of herself before. Her B-Day is October 11th, so I better not forget to get her a 'present'. >_<
I made a story about a decimated wolf pack, and the forbidden love of the Alpha wolfs' chosen mate, and a wolf that was far below in rank. It was a good story.
I watched the last half of 'The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants' with Stephanie on T.V. today. I actually kinda liked it. O_o
Jamie is working tonight, on my day off, a 4pm-12amish shift. heh heh, and I got to sleep in today...
Wait a minute, so did she! O_o
I'm kinda getting back into World of WarCrap again, now that I can, but I'm having a hard time staying focused while playing. There's things to look forward to, but it's hard. I no longer have my blind and unyielding devotion to the game that I once had. Oh well. Just means I can turn it off on a moments notice. >_<
Richard came by to look at my dead computer for parts, but apparently he'd have to take most of his computers components out to use the good ones that I have. Seems my parts, the ones he'd have to use to replace his current ones, are inferior. Go figure. So I still have my dead computer. I messaged Hale that he could come and gut it for parts. Just nothing that holds memory. Sensitive things locked away on that y'know...
I threw away all my sex toys, save for my conversation piece, a transparent rubber dildo. It's great fun to hit Tony with it! ^_^
I just don't use them anymore.
Mum said the next road trip is a day trip to Jasper. Cool. We pay for gas, and she can get her company 15 seat mini-bus for the day. Hiking and shiznitz.
Night.
^_^' !!!
Heh heh heh, just kidding. It's late at night, and I'm on official weekend duties! Nothing at all!!!
(Not really kidding... about the h*rniness...) >_>
I love my new computer. I love how it makes people jealous. Hee hee...
So. Last week I fixed my car, all by myself. I detected and fixed a potential and inexplainable power leakage source that's been plaguing my battery system. I can now leave my car undriven for a few days, and expect it to have power when I go to start it up again.
A new battery and a new alternator wasn't enough, oh no...
I figure it was a combination of a faulty coolant system, plus a faulty security link on my passenger door that was being repaired, which led the Security light on my dash to remain on at all times.
My fan works, kinda, but grinds and groans, so for now it remains unplugged. I plan on fixing it BEFORE it gets cold, so maybe I can enjoy the succulent heat it offers this cold and dreadful winter that is slowly besieging us.
I roleplayed on Messenger today for the first time in a long time, with that girly that gave me a nude pic of herself before. Her B-Day is October 11th, so I better not forget to get her a 'present'. >_<
I made a story about a decimated wolf pack, and the forbidden love of the Alpha wolfs' chosen mate, and a wolf that was far below in rank. It was a good story.
I watched the last half of 'The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants' with Stephanie on T.V. today. I actually kinda liked it. O_o
Jamie is working tonight, on my day off, a 4pm-12amish shift. heh heh, and I got to sleep in today...
Wait a minute, so did she! O_o
I'm kinda getting back into World of WarCrap again, now that I can, but I'm having a hard time staying focused while playing. There's things to look forward to, but it's hard. I no longer have my blind and unyielding devotion to the game that I once had. Oh well. Just means I can turn it off on a moments notice. >_<
Richard came by to look at my dead computer for parts, but apparently he'd have to take most of his computers components out to use the good ones that I have. Seems my parts, the ones he'd have to use to replace his current ones, are inferior. Go figure. So I still have my dead computer. I messaged Hale that he could come and gut it for parts. Just nothing that holds memory. Sensitive things locked away on that y'know...
I threw away all my sex toys, save for my conversation piece, a transparent rubber dildo. It's great fun to hit Tony with it! ^_^
I just don't use them anymore.
Mum said the next road trip is a day trip to Jasper. Cool. We pay for gas, and she can get her company 15 seat mini-bus for the day. Hiking and shiznitz.
Night.
Friday, October 3, 2008
Here's an update.
What am I? A human bank machine?!? O_o
Tony keeps getting me to use my credit card for him, so he can make his many online purchases for his video games.
Stephanie keeps getting me to buy her halloween costumes and things like that.
I am not a bank machine peoples! Get yer own card! >_<
Last night, Tony came back after being gone all day long. Apparently he went to the city all day long. Well, after we locked up the house and everything, I went to bed. At about 11:30 at night, Tony crawls in my basement window. The little turd...
I was kind of mad at Jamie all last week. Well, at work, we have been working together for two weeks straight, doing nightwatch manwatch duties together. Things were going okay... until...
One night, a third partner on our crew, an old woman named Chris, was feeling achy, so she asked me for a back rub. I obliged, and gave her one, even though she felt like a living troll skeleton. As expected, my natural skills impressed her. So, now, this old lady Chris, tells Jamie that she should let me rub her back sometime.
Jamie responded very defensively to that, and said basically 'Never! He's my BROTHER...' with an icy chill to that comment. Yeah, yeah, it's minor. However...
I sent her an e-mail explaining that intimacy is okay for people who are close to each other, and that intimacy should not be confused with sex or other awkward subjects.
No reply, and I got the cold shoulder, a silent response, for an entire week.
Well, I understood that things in her life are hectic, that she doesn't feel quite comfortable with me completely, and even if she was, she would most likely never ask for that kind of intimate act, ever. That's not what bugged me. It's the fact that she'll let everyone else and their dog run up to her, call her sexy, basically MOLEST her with unwanted hugs and back rubs, and of all people in this world, coming from a guy who loves her completely, she went completely defensive when it was suggested that I give an honest, loving, and intimate favor for her.
She should feel safe and secure around me. There should only be love and comfort in a brothers' arms.
-
Well, nearly a week has gone by after the cold shoulder rubbed off. She rebounded back by being ultra happy around me again, and even going out of her way to include me in on her daily life. I know that we were never really close before, and we have an awkward air between us at times, but it's okay. I love her and accept her lack of trust. Look at all the guys in her life who had let her down and hurt her in the past.
I only hope that one day all this silliness will pass, and we can just plain relax as the friends we already are.
Here's a blog entry for Richard:
Guess who got a new computer!?! n_n
That's right. Yesterday, my router crapped out. After hiking through the expanded mega-WalMart, and feeling utterly disgusted by the place now, I went to that office supply store, Staples, to look at routers.
Well, a few computers looked nice to me, so I picked one out.
It doesn't lag. ^_^
So, come on over this weekend if ya want, and salvage what ya need from my dead comp. Just nothing that stores memory. There's sensitive stuff in there y'know... >_>
Stephanie is trying to make me warm up to her again, but she was a bitch a few days ago. I still love her, and will continue being a good brother for her, but I will not let her treat me like shit any more. She really upset me the other day.
She'd been gone with her school on a Banff hiking trip, and came home to the Fort. She calls me in advance, asking if I would go pick her up at the high school in a few hours. I said sure, that I would, and things were fine. This was all during the week that Jamie was ignoring me and radiating awkward silence vibes all the time.
I went to pick her up, despite me week long depression and fatique from just finishing off a long assed manwatch session that lasted two weeks at Sherritt. I mustered up all my happiness so she would feel happy coming home.
It was late, and she was tired and sore from non-stop hiking with her classmates. I had to listen to her bitch and moan about how she and Jamie are arguing, me trying hard not to get upset at the hurtful things she says about the woman I love. Steph then asks for a footrub, and although I was exhausted and still upset emotionally, I said yes, only to see her smile.
We went downstairs, and I gave her a nice rub. Then I finished, but she didn't want it to end. I resisted her woos, insisting that I was definately not in the mood to also give her a back rub, neck rub, and all that other shit. Well, she started to become pushy, then aggressive, then as I continued to resist with my intractable will, she began to get combative and spiteful. Name calling, kicking for attention, stuff like that. I told her I'm not in the mood, and that she should leave.
She left in a grand huff. Me, having used up what was left of my good energies, went to bed, annoyed and upset at her actions.
The following day, some asshole kid, a boy, came to our door. Huffing out little 'huhs' at the start of each sentence, like mocking laughter, he said: 'Huh, is Stephanie home? Huh.'
I felt like breaking his face right there. Some shit faced asswipe trying to knock up my sis. Even though she was being a bitch, I hated this kid for being her date for the evening.
I called up for Steph, not knowing if she was home or not. No answer.
I went upstairs, in front of her closed door. No noise, nothing. I called again. No answer.
I opened her door, and Steph immediately walked out. She was there! O_o
I told her that I was calling for her. She said 'You KNOW that I'm deaf in one ear...' with that icy chill in her voice. Snarky cunt... >_>
I said 'Fine. Next time I call up, and don't egt a reply, I'll assume you're not here.' She repeated angrily, almost yelling, that she was partially deaf (not true by the way: she has 'selective hearing'), and she called my asshole and other names. Not only did she hurt my feelings, but she reduced my image in front of her moron friend. I was embarrassed in my own house to some punk kid. For that I can't forgive her. I love her to death, but she can be quite the cunt at times.
So, for the past two days, she's been being polite around me, trying to suck up again. I'll play nice, but no more favors. Not unless they really count. Otherwise she's on her own.
I had a great week with Jamie this week. Since she snapped back and away from that awkward silent treatment stage, we've had a lot of fun together. I've taken her to her job interviews, we've rushed all over town all week, went shopping, bought ourselves food and treats... We shared some stories and plans and dreams with each other again... it's almost like the week before never happened.
I have a LavaLife account. It isn't really working. I'm gonna try that EHarmony thing. Hey, I gotta find someone in my life that I can have. It has to be someone very special, someone who can replace the one whom I'm already completely in love with right now. I could choose to pine away for her for the rest of my life, but there's no fun in that.
I've been having more and more dreams about me becoming a public speaker, raising concerns over societies dilemnas, situational vaguarities, and moral quandaries. Hot topics such as rights and such. Good dreams, scary dreams. Maybe I should look into joining a debate club or something.
I've long had dreams of myself as a public figurehead, like an annointed wiseman for the town or something like that. Who knows?
I'm gonna install Messenger on my computer now. So, later guys. Talk to you in a bit.
Tony keeps getting me to use my credit card for him, so he can make his many online purchases for his video games.
Stephanie keeps getting me to buy her halloween costumes and things like that.
I am not a bank machine peoples! Get yer own card! >_<
Last night, Tony came back after being gone all day long. Apparently he went to the city all day long. Well, after we locked up the house and everything, I went to bed. At about 11:30 at night, Tony crawls in my basement window. The little turd...
I was kind of mad at Jamie all last week. Well, at work, we have been working together for two weeks straight, doing nightwatch manwatch duties together. Things were going okay... until...
One night, a third partner on our crew, an old woman named Chris, was feeling achy, so she asked me for a back rub. I obliged, and gave her one, even though she felt like a living troll skeleton. As expected, my natural skills impressed her. So, now, this old lady Chris, tells Jamie that she should let me rub her back sometime.
Jamie responded very defensively to that, and said basically 'Never! He's my BROTHER...' with an icy chill to that comment. Yeah, yeah, it's minor. However...
I sent her an e-mail explaining that intimacy is okay for people who are close to each other, and that intimacy should not be confused with sex or other awkward subjects.
No reply, and I got the cold shoulder, a silent response, for an entire week.
Well, I understood that things in her life are hectic, that she doesn't feel quite comfortable with me completely, and even if she was, she would most likely never ask for that kind of intimate act, ever. That's not what bugged me. It's the fact that she'll let everyone else and their dog run up to her, call her sexy, basically MOLEST her with unwanted hugs and back rubs, and of all people in this world, coming from a guy who loves her completely, she went completely defensive when it was suggested that I give an honest, loving, and intimate favor for her.
She should feel safe and secure around me. There should only be love and comfort in a brothers' arms.
-
Well, nearly a week has gone by after the cold shoulder rubbed off. She rebounded back by being ultra happy around me again, and even going out of her way to include me in on her daily life. I know that we were never really close before, and we have an awkward air between us at times, but it's okay. I love her and accept her lack of trust. Look at all the guys in her life who had let her down and hurt her in the past.
I only hope that one day all this silliness will pass, and we can just plain relax as the friends we already are.
Here's a blog entry for Richard:
Guess who got a new computer!?! n_n
That's right. Yesterday, my router crapped out. After hiking through the expanded mega-WalMart, and feeling utterly disgusted by the place now, I went to that office supply store, Staples, to look at routers.
Well, a few computers looked nice to me, so I picked one out.
It doesn't lag. ^_^
So, come on over this weekend if ya want, and salvage what ya need from my dead comp. Just nothing that stores memory. There's sensitive stuff in there y'know... >_>
Stephanie is trying to make me warm up to her again, but she was a bitch a few days ago. I still love her, and will continue being a good brother for her, but I will not let her treat me like shit any more. She really upset me the other day.
She'd been gone with her school on a Banff hiking trip, and came home to the Fort. She calls me in advance, asking if I would go pick her up at the high school in a few hours. I said sure, that I would, and things were fine. This was all during the week that Jamie was ignoring me and radiating awkward silence vibes all the time.
I went to pick her up, despite me week long depression and fatique from just finishing off a long assed manwatch session that lasted two weeks at Sherritt. I mustered up all my happiness so she would feel happy coming home.
It was late, and she was tired and sore from non-stop hiking with her classmates. I had to listen to her bitch and moan about how she and Jamie are arguing, me trying hard not to get upset at the hurtful things she says about the woman I love. Steph then asks for a footrub, and although I was exhausted and still upset emotionally, I said yes, only to see her smile.
We went downstairs, and I gave her a nice rub. Then I finished, but she didn't want it to end. I resisted her woos, insisting that I was definately not in the mood to also give her a back rub, neck rub, and all that other shit. Well, she started to become pushy, then aggressive, then as I continued to resist with my intractable will, she began to get combative and spiteful. Name calling, kicking for attention, stuff like that. I told her I'm not in the mood, and that she should leave.
She left in a grand huff. Me, having used up what was left of my good energies, went to bed, annoyed and upset at her actions.
The following day, some asshole kid, a boy, came to our door. Huffing out little 'huhs' at the start of each sentence, like mocking laughter, he said: 'Huh, is Stephanie home? Huh.'
I felt like breaking his face right there. Some shit faced asswipe trying to knock up my sis. Even though she was being a bitch, I hated this kid for being her date for the evening.
I called up for Steph, not knowing if she was home or not. No answer.
I went upstairs, in front of her closed door. No noise, nothing. I called again. No answer.
I opened her door, and Steph immediately walked out. She was there! O_o
I told her that I was calling for her. She said 'You KNOW that I'm deaf in one ear...' with that icy chill in her voice. Snarky cunt... >_>
I said 'Fine. Next time I call up, and don't egt a reply, I'll assume you're not here.' She repeated angrily, almost yelling, that she was partially deaf (not true by the way: she has 'selective hearing'), and she called my asshole and other names. Not only did she hurt my feelings, but she reduced my image in front of her moron friend. I was embarrassed in my own house to some punk kid. For that I can't forgive her. I love her to death, but she can be quite the cunt at times.
So, for the past two days, she's been being polite around me, trying to suck up again. I'll play nice, but no more favors. Not unless they really count. Otherwise she's on her own.
I had a great week with Jamie this week. Since she snapped back and away from that awkward silent treatment stage, we've had a lot of fun together. I've taken her to her job interviews, we've rushed all over town all week, went shopping, bought ourselves food and treats... We shared some stories and plans and dreams with each other again... it's almost like the week before never happened.
I have a LavaLife account. It isn't really working. I'm gonna try that EHarmony thing. Hey, I gotta find someone in my life that I can have. It has to be someone very special, someone who can replace the one whom I'm already completely in love with right now. I could choose to pine away for her for the rest of my life, but there's no fun in that.
I've been having more and more dreams about me becoming a public speaker, raising concerns over societies dilemnas, situational vaguarities, and moral quandaries. Hot topics such as rights and such. Good dreams, scary dreams. Maybe I should look into joining a debate club or something.
I've long had dreams of myself as a public figurehead, like an annointed wiseman for the town or something like that. Who knows?
I'm gonna install Messenger on my computer now. So, later guys. Talk to you in a bit.
Friday, September 26, 2008
What Really Happened...
What really happened... on my birthday trip. n_n
Well, Laurie, me, Craig, and Stephanie all crammed into Craigs car late on the night before my birthday, at around 11pmish. Mum had had only 3 hours of sleep after a 12 hour cab driving day, so she was a little tired. However, she insisted on being 'the one' to drive us back and forth.
It was dark, and it took forever to reach Saskatchewan. The dark and rain was pretty neat. Though I tried to look outside at the scenery, there was little I was able to see. Too dark.
Laurie kept pissing me off, at first just by swerving into the other lane. I kept asking her if she was okay, and she'd hastily assure us that she was. Then while it was raining, she'd try to ride a big trucks ass end all the way, until our complaints made her begrudgingly slow down a little. When it's pitch black out, raining, and you're two feet away from a big truck on a slippery highway, far from help, I'd be scared.
Mum was also feeling very warm, mainly due to her menopause. I wanted a few times to punch the back of her headrest, hard, to smarten her up. She'd have her window down all the way, cold air on the vent system blowing, and I'd feel my nuts crawl up in the back of my throat. 'Just try to sleep back there' she'd say, as she swerves into the other lane, following a big ass truck in a rain storm scant inches from his bumper. Grr... >_>
Regardless, it was fun. The girls all sang, Craig was his non-stop jokester self, and I rode more or less quietly along.
We arrived at Rolleu?... Rollo-something Saskatchewan, A.K.A. Dog River, a small town that Corner Gas is filmed at.
It was early morning, and we were all pretty excited to be there. There is a full-time security gaurd who is living at the gas station site, where she lives in a camperized trailer. She came out to greet us, and we got permission to walk around the area to take pictures.
Well, I went camera crazy and took lots of footage of the place. The security gaurd was so nice that she actually let me inside the store, ap lace normally offlimits to people, just to take a few pictures. It had that old, musty paint smell to the place that I love, full of neglect and old timey ways.
The security guard I guess was actually the same security person who, at the end of certain episodes of the show, explains about the towns history and stuff. I got her to pose with us for the camera.
After a zillion pictures, we left to take pictures of the towns many hand-painted fire hydrants, which usually have people painted on them. One had an Oscar the Grouch on it.
We stopped for breakfast at a diner, where we all behaved more or less indecently. We drove southeast, back into Alberta, this time able to see the scenery of Saskatchewan on our way.
Pincher Creek eventually grew into our sights, and we found my Grandmas' new place down there. Gladys and Alan are both living at a new place. It's like a series of bungalows, all made into a townhouse type of thing. Instead of a back yard, they have an apartment style shared indoor hallway, that joins every house and leads them to indoor rec centers, facilities, etc..
They did a wonderful job of settling in. It doesn't feel like a mausoleum. It has their personality in it, and they made it feel comfortable to be in. They're also quite happy, so, so am I.
We stayed the night there. Grandma rented a Guest Suite down the indoor hallway, where all four of us travelers all slept together for one night. Two cots and a bed.
I heard a noise at night, that sounded like a jar of water with dentures being shook around in it. I started to giggle. For two hours after that, all four of us laughed, snickered, snotted, giggled, and roared. It was great. Being tired can be fun.
The day after I walked/ran grandmas' dog, then we went north, more or less.
We visited Frank Slide, a place where a mountain fell and crushed a town. We drove west of it just to find a Tim Hortons, then came back east again to see Frank Slide one last time as we returned to the northerly highway.
Eventually we made it up to Red Deer, and went into Blackfalds to visit Maryanne and Mike. After a brief visit, and getting my fine birthday present from dad (thanks dad!), we went north, back home. It was swell.
More to type about, but not tonight. Some issues are on my mind, but they can wait. Laterz!
Well, Laurie, me, Craig, and Stephanie all crammed into Craigs car late on the night before my birthday, at around 11pmish. Mum had had only 3 hours of sleep after a 12 hour cab driving day, so she was a little tired. However, she insisted on being 'the one' to drive us back and forth.
It was dark, and it took forever to reach Saskatchewan. The dark and rain was pretty neat. Though I tried to look outside at the scenery, there was little I was able to see. Too dark.
Laurie kept pissing me off, at first just by swerving into the other lane. I kept asking her if she was okay, and she'd hastily assure us that she was. Then while it was raining, she'd try to ride a big trucks ass end all the way, until our complaints made her begrudgingly slow down a little. When it's pitch black out, raining, and you're two feet away from a big truck on a slippery highway, far from help, I'd be scared.
Mum was also feeling very warm, mainly due to her menopause. I wanted a few times to punch the back of her headrest, hard, to smarten her up. She'd have her window down all the way, cold air on the vent system blowing, and I'd feel my nuts crawl up in the back of my throat. 'Just try to sleep back there' she'd say, as she swerves into the other lane, following a big ass truck in a rain storm scant inches from his bumper. Grr... >_>
Regardless, it was fun. The girls all sang, Craig was his non-stop jokester self, and I rode more or less quietly along.
We arrived at Rolleu?... Rollo-something Saskatchewan, A.K.A. Dog River, a small town that Corner Gas is filmed at.
It was early morning, and we were all pretty excited to be there. There is a full-time security gaurd who is living at the gas station site, where she lives in a camperized trailer. She came out to greet us, and we got permission to walk around the area to take pictures.
Well, I went camera crazy and took lots of footage of the place. The security gaurd was so nice that she actually let me inside the store, ap lace normally offlimits to people, just to take a few pictures. It had that old, musty paint smell to the place that I love, full of neglect and old timey ways.
The security guard I guess was actually the same security person who, at the end of certain episodes of the show, explains about the towns history and stuff. I got her to pose with us for the camera.
After a zillion pictures, we left to take pictures of the towns many hand-painted fire hydrants, which usually have people painted on them. One had an Oscar the Grouch on it.
We stopped for breakfast at a diner, where we all behaved more or less indecently. We drove southeast, back into Alberta, this time able to see the scenery of Saskatchewan on our way.
Pincher Creek eventually grew into our sights, and we found my Grandmas' new place down there. Gladys and Alan are both living at a new place. It's like a series of bungalows, all made into a townhouse type of thing. Instead of a back yard, they have an apartment style shared indoor hallway, that joins every house and leads them to indoor rec centers, facilities, etc..
They did a wonderful job of settling in. It doesn't feel like a mausoleum. It has their personality in it, and they made it feel comfortable to be in. They're also quite happy, so, so am I.
We stayed the night there. Grandma rented a Guest Suite down the indoor hallway, where all four of us travelers all slept together for one night. Two cots and a bed.
I heard a noise at night, that sounded like a jar of water with dentures being shook around in it. I started to giggle. For two hours after that, all four of us laughed, snickered, snotted, giggled, and roared. It was great. Being tired can be fun.
The day after I walked/ran grandmas' dog, then we went north, more or less.
We visited Frank Slide, a place where a mountain fell and crushed a town. We drove west of it just to find a Tim Hortons, then came back east again to see Frank Slide one last time as we returned to the northerly highway.
Eventually we made it up to Red Deer, and went into Blackfalds to visit Maryanne and Mike. After a brief visit, and getting my fine birthday present from dad (thanks dad!), we went north, back home. It was swell.
More to type about, but not tonight. Some issues are on my mind, but they can wait. Laterz!
Thursday, September 25, 2008
Crap! O_o
Sorry, sorry, sorry pops! Happy birthday today! Damn... >_>
It's now after 12am, and I completely forgot to call you.
Sheesh. My heads all fuzzy. I get tomorrow off, so when I can think straight, I'll try giving you a call and I'll update this blog with my birthday adventures.
Sorry once again!
It's now after 12am, and I completely forgot to call you.
Sheesh. My heads all fuzzy. I get tomorrow off, so when I can think straight, I'll try giving you a call and I'll update this blog with my birthday adventures.
Sorry once again!
Sunday, September 21, 2008
Squee!!! n_n
It's muh Birfday tomorrow guyz!
I'm leaving TONIGHT for my Saskatchewan trip. Craig, mum, me, and Steph are going. The plan is to sleep in the car, and mum and Craig will hot-seat and drive east.
After buying at least thirty of those damn Corner Gas baseball caps, for the guys at work of course, we'll tour around and then head for southern Alberta, where we'll meet my grandparents in Pinscher Creek. Haven't seen them since this year, when they moved away after selling their house.
Guess what my birthday wish is?
I'm leaving TONIGHT for my Saskatchewan trip. Craig, mum, me, and Steph are going. The plan is to sleep in the car, and mum and Craig will hot-seat and drive east.
After buying at least thirty of those damn Corner Gas baseball caps, for the guys at work of course, we'll tour around and then head for southern Alberta, where we'll meet my grandparents in Pinscher Creek. Haven't seen them since this year, when they moved away after selling their house.
Guess what my birthday wish is?
Thursday, September 18, 2008
I don't need a title... >_>
Well, I'm nearing the end of my night-shift spree. After a Friday night/Saturday morning shift, I'm off for a few days, to get ready for my Saskatchewan trip.
It's been a wild ride at work the past two weeks, working 12 hours plus night shifts with Jamie. There's been extreme ups and downs, and now, now that our shift is coming to an end, I'm feeling happy.
Let's talk about Jamie for a minute. For all this time that I've come back to Sherritt, she's been mis-handled by the bosses. We were originally meant to work together as a unit. It was practical, since we both came at the same time, were close to work, were both hard working and reliable... But then the boss decided to split us up, and began to put her on jobs completely demeaning and non-associated with OUR job. Basically she got sent to go work as a scaffolder in their materials yard, without recieving the pay that a professional scaffolder would recieve doing those same duties. It was grossly unfair.
Frankly, she's had enough of it. I've been talking to her, helping her plan positive changes for her own life.
Today, just now actually, I just took her so she could drop off her application to HSE, a safety organization, where two prominent people in the field has already put in a good word for her. I'd put my good name in there too, but... well, THAT reason why I'm NOT going to is a different story, best saved for later. Heh, we're eating McDonalds now. Just the two of us, and none for anyone else. >_<
Last night I actually had to convince Jamie to allow herself to go home sick, even though she already knew that she was sick and tired, and unable to stay the full night shift. I told her that nobody would get mad at her for leaving. If anything, her staying sick and exhausted would be worse, since she was in a supervisory role, manwatching workers in a dangerous area. If she went home, and got a lot of rest, she could come back the next day with her usual positive attitude and a smile on her face. I think I also gave her the first and only hug I ever gave her last night.
Today she's better, much to my relief. K, enough about her. My turn now.
My current job situation looks a little bad. We're down to 4 active workers, 3 of which work full time at Sherritt, myself included. We are severely understaffed as a company, and my boss may end up losing his contract with Sherritt if he doesn't get any new workers this winter. The trouble is, with a worker shortage, and short in RELIABLE people..., it's hard for a scuzzy contractor company to get help when big shots are hiring left and right.
I don't care. I'm just saving up my dollars and getting ready. Ready for a change.
I have a lot on my mind right now, and many topics I can't post about yet, but everythings gonna be okay. Just trying to sort things out, day by day, and so far things are sorting out just fine.
Two more nights of nightshift, then I'm off for a bit of a break. See ya guys, I'm outta here for the night.
It's been a wild ride at work the past two weeks, working 12 hours plus night shifts with Jamie. There's been extreme ups and downs, and now, now that our shift is coming to an end, I'm feeling happy.
Let's talk about Jamie for a minute. For all this time that I've come back to Sherritt, she's been mis-handled by the bosses. We were originally meant to work together as a unit. It was practical, since we both came at the same time, were close to work, were both hard working and reliable... But then the boss decided to split us up, and began to put her on jobs completely demeaning and non-associated with OUR job. Basically she got sent to go work as a scaffolder in their materials yard, without recieving the pay that a professional scaffolder would recieve doing those same duties. It was grossly unfair.
Frankly, she's had enough of it. I've been talking to her, helping her plan positive changes for her own life.
Today, just now actually, I just took her so she could drop off her application to HSE, a safety organization, where two prominent people in the field has already put in a good word for her. I'd put my good name in there too, but... well, THAT reason why I'm NOT going to is a different story, best saved for later. Heh, we're eating McDonalds now. Just the two of us, and none for anyone else. >_<
Last night I actually had to convince Jamie to allow herself to go home sick, even though she already knew that she was sick and tired, and unable to stay the full night shift. I told her that nobody would get mad at her for leaving. If anything, her staying sick and exhausted would be worse, since she was in a supervisory role, manwatching workers in a dangerous area. If she went home, and got a lot of rest, she could come back the next day with her usual positive attitude and a smile on her face. I think I also gave her the first and only hug I ever gave her last night.
Today she's better, much to my relief. K, enough about her. My turn now.
My current job situation looks a little bad. We're down to 4 active workers, 3 of which work full time at Sherritt, myself included. We are severely understaffed as a company, and my boss may end up losing his contract with Sherritt if he doesn't get any new workers this winter. The trouble is, with a worker shortage, and short in RELIABLE people..., it's hard for a scuzzy contractor company to get help when big shots are hiring left and right.
I don't care. I'm just saving up my dollars and getting ready. Ready for a change.
I have a lot on my mind right now, and many topics I can't post about yet, but everythings gonna be okay. Just trying to sort things out, day by day, and so far things are sorting out just fine.
Two more nights of nightshift, then I'm off for a bit of a break. See ya guys, I'm outta here for the night.
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
I'm writing a song...
Yup. Still writing down lyrics for three songs that I've made up over the years. One tune is reminiscent of a Native American/Japanese hybrid, while the other two are either a whimsical fairy tale type song, with high, wailing ups and downs, and the other is an extremely hard and heavy metal riff of a dirgeful melody. Right now I'm working on the Native-esque one first, and finally, pieces are falling together. I know the tune well enough, I just need a meaning to fill it. Now that words are finding places, it's coming together quite nicely.
I posted a comment on the 'Better Days' artist page last night, before going to work. I managed to listen to Jay Naylors' interview on a Podcast last night. Even though his interview was only about 50 minutes long, I learned a lot about this artist who makes one of my favourite comics online. I felt the interview questions were just too tame and held-back though, although one or two pressing questions for Jay that I wanted to ask were actually answered in this interview.
The comment I posted was just an insight and a query for the artist himself to answer: I don't care about the other leeches that praise or diss him. I want to hear HIS answers.
I'm helping Jamie right now as she deals with some changes in her life. Like the 'good big brother' that I am. >_>
I gave her a lot of insight about herself, and a lot of support, over the past while. She's transitioning her life into something better, something that will make her happy. For starters, she's looking into a possible job change. So, after a quick shower this morning, and McDonalds breakfast (my treat), she's working on her resumes for something that WILL be better for her, something that gives her better opportunities, to not only make money, but also get opportunities to travel a little and meet a few new people in different job sites.
My birthday is coming up, if anyone cares. The 22nd of September, this month. I'm turning a whopping 27 years old. Yippee... >_>
I'm taking the 22nd and 23rd off, since I'll be touring Saskatchewan and southern Alberta for a few days. Hopefully I can find my 'werewolf queen' from a different tribe. Kidding. I'm visiting my grandparents and visiting a location for a comedy show I sometimes watch.
Going to bed soon. I think I understand why people like Facebook, but honestly, the set-up is pathetic. It could have been made a LOT better. It's just a jumbled mish-mash of YouTube, MySpace, and a VERY PATHETIC EXCUSE for a blogging page.
I think that if someone just created MySpace a little better, to allow instant messaging and more room to add extras easily into your 'page', there'd be no need for Facebook. All Facebook offers is a utility to search and find friends a little easier.
Night guys.
I posted a comment on the 'Better Days' artist page last night, before going to work. I managed to listen to Jay Naylors' interview on a Podcast last night. Even though his interview was only about 50 minutes long, I learned a lot about this artist who makes one of my favourite comics online. I felt the interview questions were just too tame and held-back though, although one or two pressing questions for Jay that I wanted to ask were actually answered in this interview.
The comment I posted was just an insight and a query for the artist himself to answer: I don't care about the other leeches that praise or diss him. I want to hear HIS answers.
I'm helping Jamie right now as she deals with some changes in her life. Like the 'good big brother' that I am. >_>
I gave her a lot of insight about herself, and a lot of support, over the past while. She's transitioning her life into something better, something that will make her happy. For starters, she's looking into a possible job change. So, after a quick shower this morning, and McDonalds breakfast (my treat), she's working on her resumes for something that WILL be better for her, something that gives her better opportunities, to not only make money, but also get opportunities to travel a little and meet a few new people in different job sites.
My birthday is coming up, if anyone cares. The 22nd of September, this month. I'm turning a whopping 27 years old. Yippee... >_>
I'm taking the 22nd and 23rd off, since I'll be touring Saskatchewan and southern Alberta for a few days. Hopefully I can find my 'werewolf queen' from a different tribe. Kidding. I'm visiting my grandparents and visiting a location for a comedy show I sometimes watch.
Going to bed soon. I think I understand why people like Facebook, but honestly, the set-up is pathetic. It could have been made a LOT better. It's just a jumbled mish-mash of YouTube, MySpace, and a VERY PATHETIC EXCUSE for a blogging page.
I think that if someone just created MySpace a little better, to allow instant messaging and more room to add extras easily into your 'page', there'd be no need for Facebook. All Facebook offers is a utility to search and find friends a little easier.
Night guys.
Thursday, September 11, 2008
26 hours straight...
...and I'm exhausted. Me and Jamie finished a grueling 19, no, sorry... 'Legally' it's a 20 hour shift.
We worked most of the day as normal. Halfway through lunch, Dan Rake came in, and he was in charge of the evening activities. As usual... he didn't have a fucking clue on how to manage things.
'We need 2 manwatches tonight. Come back at 5.'
And so we did. And had to stay until 7am.
Tonight, and tomorrow night, we're going back. But just for a 12 hour shift. No meals special ordered for us, no thank yous, nothing. Bastards.
Meh. I didn't mind it too much. I was too tired to care.
I did manage to keep cheery enough to be kind and considerate. I offered an old woman on our crew, her name is Chris, one of my jackets, and I made Jamie wear my winter trench coat, since she was at a really windy spot all night.
The worst thing about yesterday was my knee acting up very badly, the lack of sleep, and my chest cold acting up as well, since my body is too tired to fend off anything.
One other thing that I must bitch about. My employer, Gary, trying again to call us on our cell phones. I told him very sternly not to. Use our fucking land lines Gary, I said. It costs us money to use our cell phones (well, not much, but he doesn't need to know.). We often turn our phones off. It's best to use a land line to get through to us at home. I told him. I told him again, three times now. Bastard. He's getting rich and fat off of us.
Night guys. Goin' to work soon.
We worked most of the day as normal. Halfway through lunch, Dan Rake came in, and he was in charge of the evening activities. As usual... he didn't have a fucking clue on how to manage things.
'We need 2 manwatches tonight. Come back at 5.'
And so we did. And had to stay until 7am.
Tonight, and tomorrow night, we're going back. But just for a 12 hour shift. No meals special ordered for us, no thank yous, nothing. Bastards.
Meh. I didn't mind it too much. I was too tired to care.
I did manage to keep cheery enough to be kind and considerate. I offered an old woman on our crew, her name is Chris, one of my jackets, and I made Jamie wear my winter trench coat, since she was at a really windy spot all night.
The worst thing about yesterday was my knee acting up very badly, the lack of sleep, and my chest cold acting up as well, since my body is too tired to fend off anything.
One other thing that I must bitch about. My employer, Gary, trying again to call us on our cell phones. I told him very sternly not to. Use our fucking land lines Gary, I said. It costs us money to use our cell phones (well, not much, but he doesn't need to know.). We often turn our phones off. It's best to use a land line to get through to us at home. I told him. I told him again, three times now. Bastard. He's getting rich and fat off of us.
Night guys. Goin' to work soon.
Monday, September 8, 2008
On my way!
Alright, I made it back in one piece.
Today, I skipped a day of work, to drive down to Red Deer to pick up Shawn and Jamie.
The morning started rough. I woke up early, as normal, then went back to bed, like normal. Then I got up at the right time, and called my boss, telling him I wouldn't be in today. I stayed up all morning, then went to go check my oil and stuff in my car. I need an oil change soon, but no big deal. I topped up the rad coolant in the overflow, then went to turn on my car.
The battery was dead.
Gahhh!!! Once again, I would look like I was unreliable, all once again due to my stupid lack of electrical understanding!!!
No sweat, no panic. I called in a favor to Dale, and got him to come by and boost me up. Phew.
After topping up my car, I drove down to Red Deer. Lots and lots and lots of road construction going on today. O_o
I made it there, then had to hunt these guys down at their friends house. Even though I have a 2009 road map of the city, it didn't include all of the changes or areas of the new sub-division these guys were staying at. Grrr, house hunting...
After driving through Red Deer TWICE,I made it to their place. I had been holding in my pee for at least an hour now... >_>
I got there, went in, and HAD TO WAIT for the washroom! Noes!...
They were all hanging out: Shawn, Jamie and Brennan. Once I came in, I met his mum. She's almost TOO good: like one of those robot wives from that movie... Shepford Wives is it?... but very sweet, kind, and pretty. I liked her a lot.
I had met Brennan before, but not often enough to really remember him that well. Well, after re-meeting him again, I remembered why I got along with him so well: he is a good kid after all.
His mum cooked us lunch at 3pm, then after eating friend chicken, garlicky brussel sprouts, mashed potatoes, stuffing, and corn, we hanged out for a brief bit of time mroe, then it was time to head back.
Well, I guess Shawn decided not to come back quite yet. I dunno, but I get the impression he might be staying there for a while again, and maybe do some more job hunting or something. Jamie jumped in the back seat (no front passenger seat in my car), and we took off.
I got spun around a bit, exiting the city, following roads that are now blocked off and not in use anymore, but still on my maps. Once I got on the highway, we went to Blackfalds, to say hi to my pops.
I could only stay 5 minutes (to look at his porch and go pee actually), then I ran off, back home again.
I took a wrong turn at Leduc, and followed another junction road 5km south of the 625 turn-off. I made it to Highway 21, then followed it home without incident back to good old Fort Saskatchewan.
I miss 'Muffin', the adorable black cat that lives at Brennans, and is Shawns 'adopt-a-cat' over there. He looks just like 'Blackie' from Maryannes' place. Exactly like him.
Jamie is sick, so although she promised me an icecream, I told her to hold off on it until she felt better.
We made it home just in time for 'pasketties'!!! >_<
So, I is tired now, and some details are lost in time, but, meh, who cares? Night everyone!
Today, I skipped a day of work, to drive down to Red Deer to pick up Shawn and Jamie.
The morning started rough. I woke up early, as normal, then went back to bed, like normal. Then I got up at the right time, and called my boss, telling him I wouldn't be in today. I stayed up all morning, then went to go check my oil and stuff in my car. I need an oil change soon, but no big deal. I topped up the rad coolant in the overflow, then went to turn on my car.
The battery was dead.
Gahhh!!! Once again, I would look like I was unreliable, all once again due to my stupid lack of electrical understanding!!!
No sweat, no panic. I called in a favor to Dale, and got him to come by and boost me up. Phew.
After topping up my car, I drove down to Red Deer. Lots and lots and lots of road construction going on today. O_o
I made it there, then had to hunt these guys down at their friends house. Even though I have a 2009 road map of the city, it didn't include all of the changes or areas of the new sub-division these guys were staying at. Grrr, house hunting...
After driving through Red Deer TWICE,I made it to their place. I had been holding in my pee for at least an hour now... >_>
I got there, went in, and HAD TO WAIT for the washroom! Noes!...
They were all hanging out: Shawn, Jamie and Brennan. Once I came in, I met his mum. She's almost TOO good: like one of those robot wives from that movie... Shepford Wives is it?... but very sweet, kind, and pretty. I liked her a lot.
I had met Brennan before, but not often enough to really remember him that well. Well, after re-meeting him again, I remembered why I got along with him so well: he is a good kid after all.
His mum cooked us lunch at 3pm, then after eating friend chicken, garlicky brussel sprouts, mashed potatoes, stuffing, and corn, we hanged out for a brief bit of time mroe, then it was time to head back.
Well, I guess Shawn decided not to come back quite yet. I dunno, but I get the impression he might be staying there for a while again, and maybe do some more job hunting or something. Jamie jumped in the back seat (no front passenger seat in my car), and we took off.
I got spun around a bit, exiting the city, following roads that are now blocked off and not in use anymore, but still on my maps. Once I got on the highway, we went to Blackfalds, to say hi to my pops.
I could only stay 5 minutes (to look at his porch and go pee actually), then I ran off, back home again.
I took a wrong turn at Leduc, and followed another junction road 5km south of the 625 turn-off. I made it to Highway 21, then followed it home without incident back to good old Fort Saskatchewan.
I miss 'Muffin', the adorable black cat that lives at Brennans, and is Shawns 'adopt-a-cat' over there. He looks just like 'Blackie' from Maryannes' place. Exactly like him.
Jamie is sick, so although she promised me an icecream, I told her to hold off on it until she felt better.
We made it home just in time for 'pasketties'!!! >_<
So, I is tired now, and some details are lost in time, but, meh, who cares? Night everyone!
Sunday, September 7, 2008
Well...
$2000 in charges have been dropped. Thank you Mr. Nice Guy calling from Golden. The warning will be remembered for a long, long time. I'm glad that nobody is being charged or punished for my mistake this summer. I'm also glad that I won't be hurt with a record, meaning I can travel freely and without incident. That's good. I have to go to Red Deer tomorrow.
Shawn and Jamie's ride, well, caught on fire yesterday/today?... So, rideless, they're stuck. Once I get an address, I can go down and pick them up tomorrow.
Shawn and Jamie's ride, well, caught on fire yesterday/today?... So, rideless, they're stuck. Once I get an address, I can go down and pick them up tomorrow.
Saturday, September 6, 2008
Monday, September 1, 2008
Grr, I is sick... >_>
That British guy who recently quit from work passed on his foreign bird flu or something on us. I'm exhibiting first stage signs of that dehabilitating sickness I had last winter, back when I entered my huge depression era.
I'm, uh... on some heavy meds right now. ^_^ Thank you Advil Extreme.
Oh god, I'm starting to cough now... ~_~ How long will THIS last I wonder?
Mum wants me to take the Monday and day after on my birthday off. She's taking me, along with her friend Craig, to 'Corner Gas', a real life location in Saskatchewan where the popular comedy show is set. I told her I will take it off.
I'll be piercing myself more on my b-day, or close to it. I'm gonna get another ring in my other nipple, one hoop in my left ear, AND a rod-style piercing in my man-hood. Why you ask? Because I'm a crazy son-of-a-bitch, and I enjoyed the experience the last time I went. I get payed in a few days, and once I make a small payment on my credit card, I'll be happy.
Once Jamie gets her pay, she can pay me back the last 200 bucks she owes me, back from when I ordered all that cos-play stuff for her and Steph. I told her I'm only putting that money in an envelope. On and off we kinda planned to maybe take that gun course together with her dad. While I have my doubts about her intent to follow through with it or not, I'll still put the money away.
Tony doesn't work with me anymore. He goes back to school tomorrow. Jamie won't be going back for another week. All the younger ones, Tony, Steph, and Sam, are going back to school tomorrow. Well, okay. Maybe not Sam, since home schooling doesn't count(or did they say that she IS going back this year?...).
I went with mum and Steph today for some school clothing shopping, where I found a few more copies of Diablo 2 for my brother and friend Harding to play. I would like online friends to play with me from time to time.
So far nothing is wrong with my life. So far so good. I won't be able to sleep tonight, even WITH powerful sleeping aids like my Ultra Strength Advil Night-time Knock-ya-out pills. Meh. I can sleep at work tomorrow. >_<
Later.
I'm, uh... on some heavy meds right now. ^_^ Thank you Advil Extreme.
Oh god, I'm starting to cough now... ~_~ How long will THIS last I wonder?
Mum wants me to take the Monday and day after on my birthday off. She's taking me, along with her friend Craig, to 'Corner Gas', a real life location in Saskatchewan where the popular comedy show is set. I told her I will take it off.
I'll be piercing myself more on my b-day, or close to it. I'm gonna get another ring in my other nipple, one hoop in my left ear, AND a rod-style piercing in my man-hood. Why you ask? Because I'm a crazy son-of-a-bitch, and I enjoyed the experience the last time I went. I get payed in a few days, and once I make a small payment on my credit card, I'll be happy.
Once Jamie gets her pay, she can pay me back the last 200 bucks she owes me, back from when I ordered all that cos-play stuff for her and Steph. I told her I'm only putting that money in an envelope. On and off we kinda planned to maybe take that gun course together with her dad. While I have my doubts about her intent to follow through with it or not, I'll still put the money away.
Tony doesn't work with me anymore. He goes back to school tomorrow. Jamie won't be going back for another week. All the younger ones, Tony, Steph, and Sam, are going back to school tomorrow. Well, okay. Maybe not Sam, since home schooling doesn't count(or did they say that she IS going back this year?...).
I went with mum and Steph today for some school clothing shopping, where I found a few more copies of Diablo 2 for my brother and friend Harding to play. I would like online friends to play with me from time to time.
So far nothing is wrong with my life. So far so good. I won't be able to sleep tonight, even WITH powerful sleeping aids like my Ultra Strength Advil Night-time Knock-ya-out pills. Meh. I can sleep at work tomorrow. >_<
Later.
Saturday, August 30, 2008
Bedtime
So, my brother had his last day at work with me at Sherritt last Friday (a day or two ago). Since he's going back to school, he won't have time to work anymore. Good for him. You're free bro.
There was a british guy from England, who moved to Alberta with his wife. He's my age, 26ish, and has a 14 month girl as well. His wife works in the Cross Cancer Institution or whatever it's called. He used to be a British Officer. Well, he needs to work right now, and while he's waiting for the Edmonton services to process his position transfer, he decided to come work at Sherritt.
This guy has a big-shot at Sherritt as a family member, and pulled strings to get hired on. One of our older crew mates, Jim, is upset, since this 'foreigner' took the open position that he wanted.
Well, after only one week of working with me, he's given up, and called it quits. His last day was with Tony. I guess his 'prim and proper' ways don't agree with the demeaning tasks we do every day.
Harding and I are getting along again. I'm accepting life as it is, and settling into some old ways, and as such, acting like a video crazed kid again. I'm neutral right now. I'm playing Diablo 2 because it's free, and I have internet still.
Him and I hang out again, like the old days, and it's fine by me. I let him drive my car today, and that's okay that he's just got his learners. He's gotta get used to driving somehow.
Jamie is, well... lashing out right now, and Shawn is trying to, well, make her feel better. Cramps and attention seeking don't mix though, and it's like watching a Gnome Warrior tank Curator on his own (WoW reference).
We managed to keep Jamie company, at her request, and took turns playing some of my Silent Hill PS2 games. We both got to sit beside her and keep her company, and I even performed a soothing, comfort rub on the back of her neck and shoulders (not the sore one though, just the good side).
After playing video games by candle light and enjoying a good herbal tea, it was bed time.
My Messenger is acting up again on my comp. Seems if I leave it running my computer will freeze. I check my e-mail daily, but I just can't do much on this thing. Even playing Diablo lags it horribly. So, if ya wanna chat with me, e-mail me at autumnbear_1@hotmail.com or else I can't reply.
Goodnight.
There was a british guy from England, who moved to Alberta with his wife. He's my age, 26ish, and has a 14 month girl as well. His wife works in the Cross Cancer Institution or whatever it's called. He used to be a British Officer. Well, he needs to work right now, and while he's waiting for the Edmonton services to process his position transfer, he decided to come work at Sherritt.
This guy has a big-shot at Sherritt as a family member, and pulled strings to get hired on. One of our older crew mates, Jim, is upset, since this 'foreigner' took the open position that he wanted.
Well, after only one week of working with me, he's given up, and called it quits. His last day was with Tony. I guess his 'prim and proper' ways don't agree with the demeaning tasks we do every day.
Harding and I are getting along again. I'm accepting life as it is, and settling into some old ways, and as such, acting like a video crazed kid again. I'm neutral right now. I'm playing Diablo 2 because it's free, and I have internet still.
Him and I hang out again, like the old days, and it's fine by me. I let him drive my car today, and that's okay that he's just got his learners. He's gotta get used to driving somehow.
Jamie is, well... lashing out right now, and Shawn is trying to, well, make her feel better. Cramps and attention seeking don't mix though, and it's like watching a Gnome Warrior tank Curator on his own (WoW reference).
We managed to keep Jamie company, at her request, and took turns playing some of my Silent Hill PS2 games. We both got to sit beside her and keep her company, and I even performed a soothing, comfort rub on the back of her neck and shoulders (not the sore one though, just the good side).
After playing video games by candle light and enjoying a good herbal tea, it was bed time.
My Messenger is acting up again on my comp. Seems if I leave it running my computer will freeze. I check my e-mail daily, but I just can't do much on this thing. Even playing Diablo lags it horribly. So, if ya wanna chat with me, e-mail me at autumnbear_1@hotmail.com or else I can't reply.
Goodnight.
Friday, August 22, 2008
Internet Hates A Pentium 3
I haven't been able to talk, write, or send anything, so I apologize for the lack of updates. My YouTube lags severely, so uploading videos onto it (my current comp even lacks the proper cable slots for my camera to plug into) is not gonna happen for a while. Messenger lags and freezes my computer. Indeed, I was halfway through a conversation with one old friend when my machine froze, and I had to turn it off right in the middle of my sentence.
I wanted to apologize to my family, and Aunt Laura, for my text message at the end of my vacation there.
I want to quickly vent off clues that give away the fact that it wasn't a plea for help, or even real.
1: No where in my message did I ask for help.
2: If I did indeed survive a crash down a ravine, where I landed upside down, chances are I wouldn't be able to text, let alone function.
3: My spelling, punctuation, and grammer were flawless. Hard to do on a cellphone when you're shaken up.
4: I would NEVER leave my father alive in a burning vehicle, no matter how mad I was at him.
5: The end of my message, I describe a bear rustling through the bush, and then trail off my message with a half-finished word, followed by a ... at the end.
However, the message sparked a series of actions, that, I regret to say, probably caused more than just a panic in our family members. I heard Rescue was summoned.
I'm sorry for having a sick, sad sense of humor, and I realize now that it was taken wrong, and has been very upsetting to you all. I can't make amends. I have woken up a little, and will not repeat my mistake. My dad told me my only mistake was in hitting the SEND button.
Moving on.
Tony is quitting Sherritt. His last day is next Friday.
Jamie is in horrendous pain. Her shoulder muscle is torn, and even though she takes an occasional day off, having just one or two days to heal isn't enough. It just gets re-injured at work, and isn't healing. So, she's taking two weeks off from work.
She's also frustrated with being stuck at the scaffolder yard all the time, sorting material. She's one of us, and doesn't get to work with the guys anymore. So frustrated in fact, that she might even be thinking of quitting herself.
Me, well... I'm low on funds, and am currently stuck there. My vacation cost me a little, for fuel and what-not, plus I'm paying off furniture that isn't even able to come out of the box yet: there's just no room. School will wait. I hope I don't give up on it.
So, I've been working, and little else. Mum is sore and tired, and just came back from a 2 day trip down to where my grandparents now live, I forget where. West of Calgary. She's upset from work, and might be thinking of quitting herself.
Pressure is on.
Let's see if this post gets through.
I wanted to apologize to my family, and Aunt Laura, for my text message at the end of my vacation there.
I want to quickly vent off clues that give away the fact that it wasn't a plea for help, or even real.
1: No where in my message did I ask for help.
2: If I did indeed survive a crash down a ravine, where I landed upside down, chances are I wouldn't be able to text, let alone function.
3: My spelling, punctuation, and grammer were flawless. Hard to do on a cellphone when you're shaken up.
4: I would NEVER leave my father alive in a burning vehicle, no matter how mad I was at him.
5: The end of my message, I describe a bear rustling through the bush, and then trail off my message with a half-finished word, followed by a ... at the end.
However, the message sparked a series of actions, that, I regret to say, probably caused more than just a panic in our family members. I heard Rescue was summoned.
I'm sorry for having a sick, sad sense of humor, and I realize now that it was taken wrong, and has been very upsetting to you all. I can't make amends. I have woken up a little, and will not repeat my mistake. My dad told me my only mistake was in hitting the SEND button.
Moving on.
Tony is quitting Sherritt. His last day is next Friday.
Jamie is in horrendous pain. Her shoulder muscle is torn, and even though she takes an occasional day off, having just one or two days to heal isn't enough. It just gets re-injured at work, and isn't healing. So, she's taking two weeks off from work.
She's also frustrated with being stuck at the scaffolder yard all the time, sorting material. She's one of us, and doesn't get to work with the guys anymore. So frustrated in fact, that she might even be thinking of quitting herself.
Me, well... I'm low on funds, and am currently stuck there. My vacation cost me a little, for fuel and what-not, plus I'm paying off furniture that isn't even able to come out of the box yet: there's just no room. School will wait. I hope I don't give up on it.
So, I've been working, and little else. Mum is sore and tired, and just came back from a 2 day trip down to where my grandparents now live, I forget where. West of Calgary. She's upset from work, and might be thinking of quitting herself.
Pressure is on.
Let's see if this post gets through.
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