Friday, November 30, 2007

Does the name Pavlov ring a bell?

So the interview is over and done with, I’ve put in my hours for the week, and after I write this and post it I’m hitting the sack and sleeping till I wake up. Thank GOD it’s FRIDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The interview went so-so. It’s impossible with these things to tell whether or not it was in my favour. I asked how many people were being interviewed and they wouldn’t give me a number, just ‘a lot.’ It’s for a govt position so most likely 100-200 people…And they misled everyone in the job posting by saying 2 positions were available. In fact ZERO positions are currently available. They’re creating a pool so ‘possibly’ next spring they can hire people. The only real plus is that if you make it into the pool, your info is kept on file for two years, so you have a better chance at getting a job within the organization if something does come up. But obviously I was quite disappointed to learn that there isn’t any chance of a job starting, say, in January. Instead, that’s when I find out if I passed or failed…

I can’t really discuss the interview questions since I was specifically asked not to. But it was an oral exam given by 2 people and it was tough because a lot of the questions required at least 5 examples, but the more the better your chances were of getting a good ‘grade.’ It was sometimes a struggle just to list 5, let alone any extras. But at least it was good experience…I did take something away from it, so at least there’s that.

And then it ended and I was so relieved just to be able to come home, even if that meant doing my boring current job for a few hours! Again, all I can really say about that is TGIF……….

Anyway. Onto other things now I guess. One of the women who started in my dept 3 months after me has just put in her notice today. And I’m really, really happy for her that she’s found something better and more in line with her interests. But I can’t help but feel a bit jealous that it’s not me. Being there the longest, I would have hoped to have been the first to get the hell out. But finding jobs and jobs I want just doesn’t seem to come naturally to me.

Ho-hum.

I feel a bit low but on the other hand I’ve got to just shake myself off and move on with things. This depression thing has really been getting to me lately. I hope it goes away soon. It makes me feel tired waaaay too often.

Although my tiredness right now is completely justified! The only way I managed to go to sleep AT ALL last night was by way of taking 2 Gravol to induce drowsiness. It’s not something I’d make a habit of but when I’m that wrought up over something, it really is the only way. So I zonked out finally and then woke up at 4:30 after dreaming that I didn’t get to my interview on time and wasn’t allowed in….Then just over an hour later my alarm went off and it was time to get up and get stressed…or do I mean dressed? Nope, both! LOL Yeah so it’s been a hectic day. Time for some winding down, I’d say…

Oh and this November blogging every single day or else thing has been pretty interesting. I think one day I was off by a couple of minutes, midnight came too quickly and I guess if you want to get super technical about it, I crapped it up. BUT I did post more than once a day on several occasions, which I think should make up for it. And besides, what’s a couple of minutes, really?! I think the whole point was to get people into a regular blogging pattern, and I hope people will keep it up. Maybe not as an every single day OR ELSE thing (quality posts are better than posts just for the sake of doing them!!) but as an as regular as possible thing.

TGIF – enjoy the weekend! It’s December 1st tomorrow, and that means Elizabeth is going out to buy her first litre of EGGNOG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Ooh, the holiday season is near =)

Thursday, November 29, 2007

He had a photographic memory which was never developed.

It’s amazing the impact of stress on the body.

I have an interview tomorrow – a panel government type interview with testing as well. I’ve never had this kind of interview before so I don’t know what to expect. I feel so much pressure because there’s a lot at stake here. If I make it into the pool of people they’re creating, even if the job I applied for doesn’t work out, they’ll keep me on file for other positions for an entire year. This could mean good things, but there are most likely a TON of people being interviewed so…I try not to get my hopes up too high.

Issues of self doubt cloud my vision when it comes down to the night before these types of things. I hate being tested, I hate all eyes on me scrutinizing while I plead my case. It feels as if I’m being interrogated, and even though I know I’ve done nothing wrong, it’s as if I suddenly feel really guilty about something, like maybe they’re right, maybe I did do it. Whatever it is.

It’s ridiculous the way I get myself so worked up. I qualify for the position but my mind tends to go blank in situations where I have to perform in a way of selling myself. It has exhausted me this whole entire week every time I’ve so much as thought about it.

And now it feels as though my cheeks are on fire, I can't eat, I'm jittery, and I can't concentrate on any one thing for any length of time. If I could just get the damn interview over with right now, I would!

Luckily it’s early in the morning, so while it sucks that I’ll have to get up before 6 in the morning (UGH), at least it will be over and done with before I know it. Then there will be nothing left to do but wait, and I can relax and enjoy the weekend and catch up on sleep!

Ooh child things are gonna get easier...Ooh child things will get brighter....

No pun for a post title this time, song lyrics instead...

I have such a mixture of emotions going on inside me right now. I want to hibernate just so I don’t have to deal with it, although I know that ultimately once I woke up it would be staring me in the face once again…

I guess I wish I knew more by this stage of my life. I know, I know, don’t we all? And I know compared to a lot of people, I have it so good and so ‘easy’ and all should be well in my world. But it’s all relative right…and I don’t know, I guess I just want to feel like I know what life’s all about and what I’m meant to do and when. I want to be doing things I enjoy with the majority of my time…have a job that makes sense to me (i.e., makes me happy or at the very least content…not wishing to gouge my eyes out on a daily basis would be nice…Is that too much to ask?!)

I wish we were living somewhere that we could stay long term. I wish houses were still affordable in this day and age. There’s no way we’ll ever own a house anywhere within the vicinity of where we are now. I don’t want to give up our current lifestyle but this living situation can’t work for a whole lot longer. Where are we going to move to? Where will we end up? I want to know. I need to know. There’s a certain amount of security in knowing and being able to plan because you know what you want and you’ll strive to get there. Whatever it takes.

I feel like I’m really lacking direction. In so many areas of my life. And yet a lot that’s going on is simple (which is often how I like it) and clear and makes sense for me right now…So why do I seem so confused?!

There’s a lot of greatness in my life, so why do I latch on to what makes me wonder what it’s all for?

I want to feel settled somewhere, knowing it’s where I plan to stay long term. I don’t feel the need to move all over the world. Sure it’d be great to travel and see things and explore other places, but in terms of living, I could probably live in the same place the whole rest of my life if it was the right one. It’s finding that place AND BEING ABLE TO AFFORD IT that makes life difficult.

And it’s depressing me the way soooo many people, I’m leaning toward most, don’t end up using their degree in their daily work! What is up with that?! I mean there are people out there with educations in all sorts of areas of expertise and yet they end up in crappy desk jobs doing the gritty work for under appreciative executives…File this, print that, photocopy this…Blah blah blah…When’s it time to go home?! There are so many people just going through the motions doing work that means nothing to them feeling a total lack of value in their lives and yet they continue to do it because, really, they have to. They have to pay off their huge debt load from getting the education that led them to the crappy dead end job they know they could have done just as well without any education at all.

Why is our society going in that direction? Speaking for myself and not generalizing, I have told myself time and time again that I don’t regret getting my degree because it taught me to have a way more open mind and to think critically and so on and so forth. But for 50 fucking grand I have to admit, I kind of expected a bit more than that. I guess it’s true that if I was more of a go-getter and knew exactly what I wanted, I’d have gone for it and I’d probably be doing something far better now career-wise than what I am. But I’m of a certain breed I suppose and not totally sure of where my true interests lie. I want to work but I don’t want my work to be my life, and that’s a fact. So I don’t want to end up feeling trapped doing something that I know in my heart isn’t what I actually want to be doing. And it’s sometimes hard for me to find enthusiasm for things when honestly, there’s nothing about them to be enthused about.

I’m not saying I never want to work and would be content to just lay on a sandy beach all day reading and swimming and drinking fancy cocktails out of glasses adorned with a piece of tropical fruit and a little umbrella. Not that I would deny myself that lifestyle either should the choice arise!! But I’m just saying, it’s not that I don’t want to be doing something with my time that might pose challenges along the way. Those are the sorts of things that help us to grow and learn more about ourselves and I’m all for learning and growing. But I just wish it was simpler sometimes. I feel like the world has become so complicated. Or maybe it always was, I just wasn’t paying close enough attention till it started to affect me on a more personal level.

I need answers but they are answers, often enough, to impossible questions.

These are the sorts of thoughts that race through my brain and cause me to still be awake at close to one o’clock in the morning when I have to work the next day.

Le Sigh.

Wednesday, November 28, 2007

Cat Lovers Delight!

If you have cats or have had them or just in general enjoy them, watch this!

Cutest. Cartoon. Ever.

Bakers trade bread recipes on a knead to know basis.

I am sooooooooooooo tired today. It’s one of those bad weather days where the cold gets into your bones and all you want to do is curl up and sleep. It’s raining and it’s dreary and even after a hot bath I am chilled. I hardly EVER have a sweater on in the house but I’m living in one today and even that doesn’t feel like enough…

I wrote that hours ago. I ended up having a short nap after work and warmed up a bit under all the blankets. It’s still dreary out though. But with the Christmas tree and other Xmas lights on, the apartment feels cozy. I am thankful that I don’t have to go out in this weather again today!

Who would have thought finding some funny/funky bottles of hot sauce would be so difficult in Vancouver?! In Nanaimo you can get that sort of thing at any grocery store just about. We’re getting some fun ones for James’ mom’s husband because he LOVES hot sauce and had one called ‘Death Sauce’ that he showed us when we visited in Halifax on the tail end of our honeymoon. So as one of his Xmas gifts, I wanted to find some interesting ones to send him. He’ll get a kick out of them (literally – there I go with the puns again! Haha!)

I went to Safeway, London Drugs (2 locations), Extra Foods, Capers, 2 deli type shops and finally ended up at Choices Market where they had a sad selection but enough of one that I chose a few. One is called Fear Itself and the other is called Alberta Crude! LOL He should get a kick out of that. Oh yeah, I already said that =P

For James’ supper tonight (well mine too but you know I’ve got to feed my man, LOL) I made a homemade macaroni and cheese with 3 different cheeses. The old fashioned way with bread crumbs and everything. It smells delicious and I have a feeling it’s going to be goooood. A great comfort type food on such a rainy winter’s day. Also some steamed broccoli as a side dish so we’re getting our veg!

Our black and white pics from the wedding (2 rolls) are FINALLY ready for pick up, it took AGES. Getting black and whites developed is not easy, very few places do it now it seems. We had to have ours sent off to Quebec to get them done!! Through London Drugs, go figure. Anyway, I’m looking forward to seeing them. They were all candid shots so we’ll see how good they turned out!! I’ll do a picture post if any of them turned out half decent =)

Tuesday, November 27, 2007

Some people's noses and feet are built backwards: their feet smell and their noses run.

Tonight James and I went to the Canucks vs. the Ducks game at GM Place with my grandma. My brother was supposed to be going but long story short, he had a work thing in Edmonton, so James and I went along. I can’t say I’m a huge hockey buff or anything but the game was quite enjoyable. I love going to events where I get to partake in the clapping and cheering aspect. I get into the swing of it and I like being a part of the crowd.

Roberto Luongo is my new hero. Not really, but I think he’s pretty awesome! Who knew I snubbed him a few months back when I got Trevor Linden’s autograph for my granny. How was I to know what the face behind the mask looked like?! I didn’t even think about it till later and by then, of course, it was too late. So, ‘Bobby Lou,’ I’m sorry I was ignorant to your existence till recently. If I’d have known, I’d have shunned Trevor Linden for YOU!!

Anyway, that was a side issue…The game tonight was AWESOME. We won 4 to ZERO. The Ducks SUCK!! They were really aggressive – it seemed like they knew their skillz were lacking so they had to make up for it by being mean. Pretty sad, boys, pretty sad.

I was proud to be a Canucklehead, if even just for those few short hours. I’m not going to become a hockey fanatic now but I do enjoy going to the game. And granny seemed to enjoy herself, which is good since she’s been looking forward to going for ages. She is OBSESSED with Trevor Linden, it’s ridiculous!!!

Luongo is effing amazing as goalie. Wow. I would be a big ball of stress in that position. The fact that I can’t even SKATE beside the point, if I was in goal I’d die just from all the pressure of keeping the puck out. I mean, really, it all comes down to how well the goalie performs, doesn’t it? Luongo truly is #1 =)

OK OK, you catch my drift! It was a good game and I’m glad I went.

We also had a nice dinner at the Kingston, and when we got home after seeing my gran to her hotel room, we did our new thing that we do at night time: A crossword puzzle!

Yup, we’re that old married couple now!! Hey, it’s four months to the day since we got married so...we’re set in our ways now =) LOL 8 more days till we celebrate 9 years as a couple…It’s not our marriage anniversary tho so I can’t get James a husband card for this one. I can’t WAIT to pick out a Husband Christmas card this year though, I’ve secretly looked at husband cards for years now, but always had to put them back because I didn’t technically have the right to buy those yet…now I do and I’m going to take full advantage!

But for now, it’s time for sleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep.

Sea captains don't like crew cuts

OK so I am posting today after all. I’m going to be soooo tired tomorrow…I have a very long day ahead of me and it’s 1am and I’m not asleep yet :S

Why is it always on the nights when I reeeeally need to get to bed early that my mind races and I want to stay up all night?????????????

Monday, November 26, 2007

Corduroy pillows are making headlines

So I'm posting this an hour before it's officially Tuesday...I don't want to fall short of posting once per day for the whole month but I won't be getting home till really late tomorrow night and might not be up for posting...so it should count for something that I'm posting a second time today to make up for that, and come on, it's only an hour - cut me some slack!!


The Favorites, Have-You-Evers.. and Last Times! Oh, the variety!
What is your favorite..
gum:Dentyne Ice, usually spearmint or other mint flavours
restaurant:Depends what food I'm after...I love Sala Thai, Subeez, Balthazar, Baguette Time, for brunch I like Milestones...
drink:Tea, hot or of the sweetened iced variety
season:Spring
type of weather:Spring type crisp weather - not too hot but not too cold either
emotion:The happiness that comes from loving and feeling loved
thing to do on a half day:Enjoy a bubble bath, read, clean, go for a walk, window shop - sky's the limit!!
late-night activity:Watching shows, spending time with James, blogging
sport:Ummm...I'm not really into sports. If I had to pick one? Maybe baseball, or hockey
city:There are many enjoyable cities out there, but I do love Vancouver. And Nanaimo, even if I don't want to live there again, I do have a soft spot for it
store:I don't really have an absolute favourite...Depends what I'm shopping for!
When was the last time you..
cried:Yesterday, although it was a short cry
played a sport:Its been a while...
laughed:Today
hugged someone:About half an hour ago
kissed someone:Same as previous answer :)
felt depressed:Today...in some ways, I'm still feeling it
felt elated:Yesterday
felt overworked:Recently
faked sick:Its been a really long time since that happened!
lied:Can't remember (or maybe I'm just lying! Ahahahaha!) :P
What was the last..
word you said:Oh
thing you ate:A little toffee chocolate from Ikea!
song you listened to:I can't remember which one, but it was from Hospital Music, on my MP3 player
thing you drank:I'm drinking decaf Earl Grey tea - hot - right now (Do you get the Star Trek Next Generation reference?!) (Am I a nerd?! Yes!!)
place you went to:Work :P
movie you saw:Days of Heaven
movie you rented:Same as above
concert you attended:David Usher at the Commodore - AMAZING, I still can't get over how much I loved it!!
Who was the last person you..
hugged:James
cried over:Not sure...I don't usually cry over one specific person or thing...
kissed:The spouse
danced with:Jet again!
shared a secret with:Yeah, same answer also...
had a sleepover with:I have a sleepover with my husband just about every night!!
called:My Ma
went to a movie with:James...but its been ages, I honestly can't remember the last movie I saw in theatre
saw:I'm lookin' at the spouse right now! In my peripheral vision :D
were angry with:Haha a pattern is emerging - most likely my man...he takes the brunt cuz he's the closest one to me!!
couldn't take your eyes off of:Yup, gotta be Sir James again...
obsessed over:Mmhmmm, definitely the love o' me life, my one and only husband!
Have you ever..
danced in the rain:Not that I can really recall...
kissed someone:Obviously
done drugs:Yes, I've experimented with a few things...
drank alcohol:Mmhmmm *yawn*


partied 'til the sun came up:Yes
had a movie marathon:Well, more like tv on dvd marathon, more than a few times!!!
gone too far on a dare:Maybe?
spun until you were immensely dizzy:Yup...
taken a survey quite like this before:Yeah this wasn't entirely original, but it was fun nonetheless
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A bicycle can't stand alone because it is two-tired.

I can’t seem to shake this depressed feeling today. I don’t even know exactly what’s causing it – in most ways I should really be quite happy. And I am for the most part…but something has been eating away at me today. I caught myself a few times saying to myself without even thinking, Aaaahhhh, I feel SO depressed…

Maybe it’s the weather? It sure is freezing cold out. There might be a bit of a snowfall tonight, although nothing more than a centimetre I wouldn’t think. Still, though, for us Vancouverites just the idea of snow makes us chilled to the bone!

I jotted down a few blog ideas while at work today but I don’t feel like writing about any of them now. I think I’ll go read for a little while, or pop a show in and zone out while curled up on the couch under my duvet. That’s probably the best use of my time right now!


We are decorated for Christmas. I will take some pictures later and do a countdown to Christmas post SOON!!

Sunday, November 25, 2007

If you don't pay your exorcist you get repossessed.

So I had this cute little miniature pumpkin that I decided to carve for Halloween, rather than going out and buying a big one only to have it go moldy in a matter of days and then have the mess of cleaning it up...Yes, I am the Halloween Scrooge!


The miniature pumpkin did not fail. Rather than immediately molding, it instead began the process of mummification.

Unfortunately, all good things must eventually come to an end. You can see through the eye hole, a fuzzy something-or-other beginning to form above the candle... :(

My dear dead pumpkin now finds himself in the Circular File 13.

Saturday, November 24, 2007

Is a book on voyeurism a peeping tome?

Today I found out that more than likely I will never be able to access the files on the hard drive from my old computer that went caput 2 days before James and I got married. With literally a year’s worth of journals and pictures GONE from my life forever because I stupidly didn’t do a back up for that long, I am quite upset to learn this fact. Adding insult to injury is that the very few files that WERE retrieved happened to be pictures neither James nor I would want anyone else to see. What are the freaking chances of that?! No wonder the guy said the attempt was free of charge…he got an eyeful, it was payment enough.

Ugh. So, you’ve learned 2 things today. 1. Do frequent back ups and 2. Don’t leave random things on your computer without being password zipped if you don’t want to risk them falling upon the wrong pair of eyes.

Double ugh.

OK I am moving on with my life now…I have to.

Today we started decorating for Christmas. I know, I know, it’s not even December yet, it’s waaaay too early for Christmas décor in the house! BUT to our defence, we won’t be at our apartment for at least the last week of December. So it makes sense to decorate a bit early so we can actually enjoy our tree (which is small and fibre optic! I love our tree!) and ornaments and things for a good length of time. Last year I remember feeling like it was almost pointless to have decorated at all, to only enjoy the décor for about 2 weeks.

I’m still adhering to my no-eggnog-till-December rule though! I won’t slide on that one.


We listened to Boney M tonight, my favourite Christmas cd of all time. I enjoy Frank Sinatra as well, especially his version of Jingle Bells…and the Charlie Brown Christmas cd. Those are my faves. Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays is a grrrreat song by NSync!! What are your favourite Christmas cd’s/songs??

Friday, November 23, 2007

The short fortune teller who escaped from prison was a small medium at large.

8 Random Things...

1. I’m not impressed with the Christmas oranges this year – they’re huge and taste like water. They’re supposed to be small and filled with orangey goodness. It seems to me they’ve been genetically modified and in the process have lost their appeal (or maybe I just picked a bad orange).

2. I’m currently reading The Almost Moon by Alice Sebold, and just like her other books I am absolutely loving it. One of my favourite books ever was one of her others, The Lovely Bones.

3. I’ve made a vegetarian Shepard’s Pie for dinner and I think it’s going to be gooooood. I am pretty sure Jet will love it.

4. I’d rather listen to fingernails running down a chalkboard than listen to a James Blunt CD.

5. I enjoy taking care of my husband. Not in an I’m-his-wife-so-I’d-better-cook-and-clean-like-a-good-little-wife kind of way, but in an I-love-him-so-much-and-enjoy-expressing-it-any-way-I-can way. He does so much to take care of me as well…It feels good to show love through a nice meal, a back massage, or simply running a nice hot bubble bath.

6. I enjoy puzzling. Every year we (at my parents’ house) get out a Christmas puzzle and put it together on Christmas Eve. Each year I write a little something on the inside of the box with the date…It’s fun reading all the old entries each year and reminiscing.

7. I hate it when people press the button for crossing the street 10 times in a row, as if that’s going to make the light change faster.

8. The miniature pumpkin I carved for Halloween this year has mummified. It’s the strangest thing! I’m going to wrap it up at the last minute and give it to my dad for Christmas. It’s an inside joke.

Thursday, November 22, 2007

Wednesday, November 21, 2007

A small boy swallowed some coins and was taken to a hospital. When his grandmother telephoned to ask how he was a nurse said 'No change yet'.


Today we took my sisters, the crazy Springer Spaniel duo, to the vet. We had to take Tessa for blood work and to have her leg checked out, and we brought Emma along for the ride. She has epilepsy and if she gets super stressed out she could end up having a seizure, which tends to trigger more of them. Not that going for the car ride to Ladysmith wasn’t traumatic for her (she squealed like a pig the majority of the ride there), but it’s better than leaving her alone at home, wondering where her sister is the whole time.

A lump was discovered in one of Tessa’s hind legs a few months back, just before my wedding in fact. After the honeymoon my parents broke it to me that the vet thought she quite possibly had cancer, and that she had a maximum of 3 months to live. She was put on a medication that would work as ‘pain management’ but ultimately there was nothing they could do for her.

A few days into taking the meds, she was back to her old self, the swelling in her leg had gone down, and she seemed fine.

But blood work was in order, since it’s important to monitor levels and so forth when an animal is taking medication.

We won’t find out the results of the blood work for a few days, but the vet was amazed at how tiny the growth in her leg is now. He said if it WAS cancer, he’s positive the lump would be bigger, not miniscule. He seemed shocked that she’s doing so well given her previous symptoms, but obviously was quite pleased to be able to tell us it looks like she’s got some time left. Who knows, I mean anything can happen…but it was very encouraging, his response to us telling him how well she’s been and how she hasn’t favoured the leg at all – it’s as if there’s nothing wrong with her. He said he’s honestly never seen anything like it.

I got to sit in the back seat and try to keep the girls calm on the ride there and back. On our way back we stopped in at Tim Horton’s for some Tim Bits – for the girls, as a treat for doing so well at the doctors! LOL They were so happy, sticking their greedy little heads into the donut box for more, as if it was their first sight of food in a year.

They can be trying at times, but they’re adorable, they’re my sisters, and I love them! And I’m so happy (and relieved) knowing that Tessa still has a lot of spunk and life in her yet.

Tuesday, November 20, 2007

No matter how much you push the envelope, it'll still be stationery.

Last night I went out for dinner with my parents and aunt and uncle to the Longwood Pub in Nanaimo. I had the best time! We had a few drinks at the house before heading over and I had an eye opening conversation with my mom and aunt about their childhood. Actually, it wasn’t entirely eye opening – most of what they said I knew about, but there were a few key pieces of information that really hit me. I have to say, I feel SO fortunate to have been so loved and cared for throughout my life.

At the restaurant we had a lot of laughs and great conversation. I don’t know if it was all the drinks or just me being sentimental but I thought a few times of how much I love everyone at that table and how much I enjoy their company. We all get along so well and my uncle is such a hoot, very entertaining at times. I wish James could have been there too.

The food was so good too! Usually I find restaurant meals way too big and I feel stuffed and sick after eating three quarters of it. But despite having a whole PINT of Longwood Ale (I would normally just have a sleeve because I find beer somewhat heavy with a meal) I enjoyed a small Cream of Broccoli soup – which was to die for, seriously – and a tomato and bocconcini salad – Yum!! I got the soup first and the salad with everyone else’s main course, which was nice because I had time to digest a little in between. That’s my ideal way of eating, I was full at the end of it all but not bursting and feeling gross. It was really the perfect meal.

I should be working and I’ve put in 4 hrs so far today and I WILL put in the rest of my time as the day goes on but gawd…the company I work for is total BS and the more I hear about it from people on the inside, the more I wish I was on the outside. I absolutely hate the place. Apparently the CEO has told all the managers they can’t give references to any employees and if they’re caught having done so, they’ll either be let go or made miserable enough to want to leave on their own. And the recruiter is going around asking people if they’re happy in their job etc and taking whatever info he gets back to the big boss…And someone who’s very deserving of more money in the company who has been there almost 2 years just got transferred to my dept and he’s getting paid a dollar an hour LESS than the rest of us in the dept…And I’ve been there the longest of all of the rest of us in our dept and I’ve only been there about 10 months…so shouldn’t he be getting paid MORE than us, or at the VERY least the same? It drives me crazy because the reaction of the boss was, “You’ll have to prove yourself to the CEO over the next 3-4 months and then you can ask for a raise.” Umm, WHAT?????!!

And in other news…I am SICK AND TIRED of hearing about the stupid taser ‘issue’. It’s a shame the Polish guy died…but to now be referring to him as ‘The Great Man’ in the news?! WTF??! He served time in jail back home…he was throwing things and lifted a big stapler over his head before getting tasered…He didn’t deserve to die, but he wasn’t exactly a saint. And why couldn’t he find his way out of the airport after 10 freaking hours?! I have no sense of direction but I’m able to navigate my way through the Vancouver airport. If you’re moving to the country, you should be able to speak enough English to say, “Where’s the exit?” And why did his mom, after not being able to find him despite knowing his flight indeed had arrived, get on a bus back to Kamloops, leaving her son behind to fend for himself?! She spoke enough English to ask for help, and she could have suggested SHE get on the loud speaker and speak to her son in his native language to direct him to the exit. Would that have been so hard?! I’m not saying they are to blame but I’m also not saying I think they should be entirely absolved. And the main point is I’m just sick and tired of listening to the same crap on the news about it every single day. There are worse things happening in the world, believe it or not. And for that matter, BETTER things, things I’d rather be filling my brain with.

Monday, November 19, 2007

There was once a cross-eyed teacher who couldn't control his pupils.


Today is joke day (I've just decided). Here are a couple of recent discoveries. Enjoy!

"Vet's Second Opinion"

A man runs into the vet's office carrying his dog, screaming for help. The vet rushes him back to an examination room and has him put his dog down on the examination table. The vet examines the still, limp body and after a few moments tells the man that his dog, regrettable, is dead.

The man, clearly agitated and not willing to accept this, demands a second opinion.

The vet goes into the back room and comes out with a cat and puts the cat down next to the dog's body. The cat sniffs the body, walks from head to tail poking and sniffing the dog's body and finally looks at the vet and meows. The vet looks at the man and says,

"I'm sorry, but the cat thinks that your dog is dead too."

The man is still unwilling to accept that his dog is dead. The vet brings in a black Labrador. The lab sniffs the body, walks from head to tail, and finally looks at the vet and barks. The vet looks at the man and says, "I'm sorry, but the lab thinks your dog is dead too."

The man, finally resigned to the diagnosis, thanks the vet and asks how much he owes.

The vet answers, "$650.

"$650 to tell me my dog is dead?" exclaimed the man....

"Well," the vet replies, "I would only have charged you $50 for my initial diagnosis. The additional $600 was for the cat scan and lab tests."

“The Frog And The Banker

A frog goes into a bank and approaches the teller. He can see from her name plate that the teller's name is Patricia Whack. So he says, "Ms. Whack, I'd like a loan to buy a boat and go on a long vacation."

Patti looks at the frog in disbelief and asks how much he wants to borrow. The frog says $33,000. The teller asks his name and the frog says that his name is Kermit Jagger and that it's OK, he knows the bank manager.

Patti explains that $33,000 is a substantial amount of money and that he will need to secure some collateral against the loan. She asks if he has anything he can use as collateral.

The frog says, "Sure, I have this," and produces a tiny, pink, porcelain elephant, about half an inch tall. Bright pink and perfectly formed.

Very confused, Patti explains that she'll have to consult with the manager and disappears into a back office. She finds the manager and says, "There's a frog called Kermit Jagger out there who claims to know you and wants to borrow $30,000. And he wants to use this as collateral." She holds up the tiny pink elephant. "I mean, what the heck is this?" So the bank manager looks back at her and says:

"It's a knick knack, Patti Whack. Give the frog a loan. His old man's a Rolling Stone."

Sunday, November 18, 2007

Local Area Network in Australia: the LAN down under.

Went to an Avon party today, ordered a few things for Christmas. Then we drove to Coombs. I love Coombs! The Old Country Market in particular. No goats on the roof, I guess it’d be a bit too chilly for them up there at this time of year! It was insanely busy in the market but enjoyable nonetheless.

Also hit up The Shady Mile, where I got the cutest little Christmas tree ornament do-dad for our apartment. It has little blue lights on it and it’s all silvery and sparkly.

Tomorrow is Monday, back to work blahs anyone??

Oh well, I have 2 springer spaniels to keep me occupied on my breaks. Never a dull moment with those two…

I have a few topics on my mind that I wouldn’t mind blogging about in the near future, but it’s not going to happen tonight. I have supper to eat, tv to watch, and sleep to get. Priorities, I know.

A pessimist's blood type is b-negative.


This ostrich is giving the Larry David stare.

"OK..."

"OK..."

Saturday, November 17, 2007

A cardboard belt would be a waist of paper.

I wonder if the fire alarm will go off tonight.

Sooo weird having people get in touch with you who you just never in a million years expected to look you up!

I want to go on a rampage and reorganize EVERYTHING in our apartment. Pretend we’re moving and just tear it apart and put it all back together again. Manic, much?!

We just finished watching a sci fi mini-series called The Lost Room, starring (among others) Peter Krause, who played Nate in Six Feet Under. It was a really great show. There were maybe a few loopholes but not really…in some ways it was a little predictable and certain parts could have been better, but it’s definitely worth watching. I found it entertaining enough that we managed to watch the entire show in 2 nights!

Next we’re thinking of renting Heroes…I’ve heard good things so we’ll see.

I hope it doesn’t rain tomorrow, I’m tired of walking around with the cuffs of my pants soaking wet.

I want to learn how to sew.

When a clock is hungry it goes back four seconds.

Today James and I had a nice sleep in for a change. It’s sooo rare for me to not set my alarm and get up early these days so it felt like quite a treat to not get up till 11am. I felt like slug, but on the other hand not falling asleep till after 3am means I really didn’t sleep that much. Definitely more than my usual lately tho – my nightly average got down to 3-4 hours this past week.

After our morning cup of coffee and devouring chocolate croissants (thank you, Cobs!) we got ready and headed out into the rain to do some Xmas shopping. First I had to get a new umbrella, since mine broke a few days ago IN A HAIL STORM. How ridiculous is that. We hardly ever get hail and then we go and have a storm of it while I’m out and obviously my umbrella was in a weakened condition to begin with and snapped.

Anyway, I got a really spiffy one at London Drugs. I’ve never spent more than about $5 on an umbrella before (and now you know why they break on me!) but this time I spent a whopping $14.99 plus tax. Holy, this thing better last. But it feels sturdier and I like it. I never thought I would write a whole paragraph about getting a new umbrella, but there you have it.

We went to Pacific Centre, got what we needed from there, went around from place to place downtown…Including Urban Outfitters, which has really interesting books and little trinkets, it was lots of fun in there. Busy but manageable. We got a few goodies for people from there. And James wanted to buy me a bobble today and I found JUST the thing at Urban Outfitters! They are FINGERLESS GLOVES and I am in love with them.

After that we went to Sala Thai for our lunch and then hit the liquor store…but not for ourselves, again it was all about the Christmas shopping today. A few people on our list are finished, there are just a few things we still have to look into, but we’re getting there.

And now it’s time to cook some din-din.

It's not that the man did not know how to juggle, he just didn't have the balls to do it.

So the fire alarm just finished going off, for the second night in a row. What kind of fucking loser gets kicks from doing something so STUPID?? This person needs some excitement in their life, they are obviously lacking somewhere. I find it ridiculous because if it’s a ploy to seek attention, it’s not really working, is it? Because the actual person doing it gets no recognition. It just seems like a really lame thing to get kicks from when you’re not even going to be recognized for having done it. So you can pull an alarm and get people to walk outside in their pyjamas. Big fucking whoop, it doesn’t make you some sort of god or something.

It appears we have nigh security at our building again, and it looks as though some pictures have been taken of the arsonist-wannabe. Or so we think anyway…It would be nice to see the person responsible put into a position where they have to own up to what they’ve done. More importantly, if the person is caught it’d be nice to know we might be able to get a decent night’s sleep once in a while.

Part of me is pissed off about this incident because it does nothing more than send negative vibes out. But on the other hand, I’m so tired right now, I really could care less. I’m sick and tired of even bothering to care. Maybe I just won’t bother for a while.

But before I stop bothering, I wish to put a bit of a hex on the person doing this, if I may be so bold. My hex on the person responsible is this: May you not be able to sleep more than 2 hours at a time without being rudely awakened by something that makes it so hard for you to fall back asleep that every day you feel more tired than the last.

Hey, maybe if we force this person into exhaustion, they won’t have the energy to plot against us…

Friday, November 16, 2007

I used to work in a blanket factory, but it folded.

89 Facts About Me
EVER BEEN GIVEN AN ENGAGEMENT RING?:Yes :)
LONGEST RELATIONSHIP?:Almost 9 years
LAST GIFT YOU RECEIVED?:Yummy smelling bath stuff from my Mom
EVER DROPPED A CELL PHONE?:Yes but nothing bad happened!
WHEN'S THE LAST TIME YOU WORKED OUT?:A week ago...I'm terrible, I know.
THING(S) YOU SPEND A LOT OF MONEY ON?:Food, sometimes clothing but not suuuuper often...
LAST FOOD YOU ATE?:Last night I had some cottage cheese and a few Wheat Thins crackers
FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT THE OPPOSITE SEX?:Probably the eyes...
ONE FAVORITE SONG?:Everything by Michael Buble
WHERE DO YOU LIVE?:Planet Earth...most of the time
HIGH SCHOOL YOU ATTENDED?:It was in Nanaimo
CELL PHONE SERVICE PROVIDER?:Telus
FAVORITE MALL?:Woodgrove Centre in Nanaimo, seriously I love that mall!
LONGEST JOB YOU HAD?:About 2 years
DO YOU OWN A PAIR OF DICE?:Sure?
DO YOU PRANK CALL PEOPLE?:I did at age 11 and I kid you not, it resulted in the cops calling my parents...so no, not anymore!
LAST WEDDING YOU ATTENDED?:My own!! In July.
FIRST PERSON YOU'D CALL IF YOU WON THE LOTTERY?:James, if we weren't together when I found out. Otherwise, my parents.
LAST TIME YOU SAW YOUR BEST FRIEND?:This morning before he left for work :)
FAVORITE FAST FOOD RESTAURANT?:Baguette Time...it's gourmet fast food! Sooo tasty and I think it's fairly healthy too. The Brie baguette and the Bocconcini...both to die for!
BIGGEST LIE YOU HAVE EVER HEARD?:There are a few I can think of but it would take too long to explain...
WHERE'S YOUR FAVORITE PLACE TO EAT WITH FRIENDS?:The Kingston
CAN YOU COOK?:Yes, it's currently not my favourite thing in the world to do, but I can do it!
WHAT CAR DO YOU DRIVE?:I take the bus
BEST KISSER?:My husband, obviously!
LAST TIME YOU CRIED?:Last week, maybe?
MOST DISLIKED FOODS?:All things meat, although I don't think of meat as food...I also HATE ginger... and molasses
THING YOU LIKE MOST ABOUT YOURSELF?:My ability to write a lot, quickly
THING YOU DISLIKE MOST ABOUT YOURSELF?:Being a bit too shy maybe...
LONGEST SHIFT YOU HAVE WORKED AT A JOB?:Probably 10 hours...My jobs have never been keen to give overtime, so I haven't tended to work much beyond my regular shift :P
FAVORITE MOVIE?:Young Frankenstein
CAN YOU SING?:Not well enough I'd want random ppl to hear me...
LAST CONCERT ATTENDED?:David Usher - and he was AMAZING
LAST KISS?:This morning
LAST MOVIE RENTED?:Evening, and I loved it
ONE THING YOU NEVER LEAVE THE HOUSE WITHOUT?:Lipgloss
FAVORITE VACATION SPOT?:Right now, Bermuda - I want so badly to go back!!
LAPTOP OR DESKTOP COMPUTER?:Laptop
FAVORITE COMEDIAN?:Ellen Degeneres
DO YOU SMOKE?:Nope
SLEEP WITH OR WITHOUT CLOTHES?:Usually with, sometimes without
WHO SLEEPS WITH YOU EVERY NIGHT?:My husband
DO LONG DISTANCE RELATIONSHIPS WORK?:Not for this person...
HOW MANY TIMES HAVE YOU BEEN PULLED OVER BY THE POLICE?:Never
PANCAKES OR FRENCH TOAST?:Pancakes - with lots of syrup!
DO YOU LIKE COFFEE?:Yes
HOW DO YOU LIKE YOUR EGGS?:Free range and organic, or none at all
DO YOU BELIEVE IN ASTROLOGY?:Not really...maybe if I learned more about it I would
LAST PERSON YOU TALKED TO ON THE PHONE?:My momma
LAST PERSON ON YOUR MISSED CALL LIST?:My bro
WHAT WAS THE LAST TEXT MESSAGE YOU RECEIVED?:From James last night, telling me he loves me :)
NUMBER OF PILLOWS?:1
WHAT ARE YOU WEARING RIGHT NOW?:PJ's but I'm about to go get dressed
PICK A LYRIC, ANY LYRIC::If you tolerate this, then your children will be next
WHAT KIND OF JELLY DO YOU LIKE ON YOUR PB & J?:Raspberry, blackberry, strawberry...My Nana's jam is the best!
CAN YOU PLAY POOL?:Not well but it's good for a few laughs!
CAN YOU SWIM?:Yes, I love swimming, but I don't like putting my head under water...
FAVORITE ICE CREAM?:French Vanilla
DO YOU LIKE MAPS?:I'm neutral on the whole map thing :P
TELL ME A RANDOM FACT ABOUT YOURSELF::I have a scar on my neck
EVER ATTEND A THEME PARTY?:Yes, sort of
WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE SEASON?:Spring
LAST TIME YOU LAUGHED AT SOMETHING STUPID?:Last night
WHAT TIME DID YOU WAKE UP THIS MORNING?:8am - I slept in a bit after the fire alarm in the middle of the night debacle...
BEST THING ABOUT WINTER?:Cuddling up under the blankets with a hot cup of tea or hot chocolate and not going outside
LAST TIME A COP GAVE YOU A TICKET?:Never
NAME OF YOUR FIRST PET?:Well my parents had 2 dogs before I was born, Star and Sasha...But Rosy (a calico kitty) was the first pet we got as a family, when I was 6
DO YOU THINK PIRATES ARE COOL OR OVERRATED?:Definitely overrated
WHAT ARE YOU DOING THIS WEEKEND?:Going for a bike ride, finishing some Xmas shopping, among other things
BIRTHDATE::February 5, 1980
WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE?:A mother...and a writer
ARE YOU ON A LAPTOP?:Yup
ARE YOU SMILING?:No, but maybe on the inside I am :)
DO YOU MISS SOMEONE RIGHT NOW?:Sure, there are a number of ppl I miss right now if I really think about it
IF YOU COULD GO ANYWHERE IN THE WORLD WHERE WOULD YOU GO?:Right this minute, Bermuda
ARE YOU IN HIGH SCHOOL?:No, next year is 10 years since I finished HS!
DO YOU HAVE A CRUSH?:On my husband maybe!!
WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE NAME?:I don't really have one...
WHAT COLOR IS YOUR BATHING SUIT?:It's multi-coloured, in the blueishy green family
DOES YOUR SCHOOL START IN AUGUST?:I don't go to school - gawd, was this thing written for children?!
DID YOU GO ON VACATION LAST MONTH?:No
HAVE YOU EVER BEEN ON A CRUISE?:Yes! For my honeymoon even!
DO YOU HAVE A SISTER?:No, unless you count the 2 springer spaniels at my parents house :)
ARE YOU UPSTAIRS?:In relation to the building I'm in, definitely. But in relation to our suite, there is no upstairs!
ARE YOU IN LOVE?:Of course
HAVE YOU EVER BEEN IN THE HOSPITAL?:Yes
DO YOU WISH YOU COULD SEE ANYONE PARTICULAR RIGHT NOW?:Yes
WHAT JEWELRY ARE YOU WEARING?:4 rings and 1 earring
WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO AFTER THIS SURVEY?:Dry my hair and get dressed
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Those who jump off a Paris bridge are in Seine.

Well what do you know, I’m up at 3:56am after only going to bed about 2 hours ago WHY you ask???

Why, because we were paid a little visit from the Vancouver City Fire Department, of course.

Some fucker pulled the alarm again, or at least that’s what we’re figuring. We didn’t go downstairs so you could say we’re only guessing based on past experience.

I went to bed so late tonight that I had just got to the point of deep sleep when I felt James gently rubbing at my back. He knows better than to wake me up in the middle of the night, regardless of how good his intentions might be. But even in my half sleep/half wake state, I knew there was something more to his nudging than a typical middle-of-the-night-moment-of-affection. He whispered in my ear, We have to get up babe, it’s the fire alarm.

And that’s when my ears perked up and I heard it. Damn, I thought. And “Mother fuckers,” I said.

I got out of bed and went over to the window in the living room, opened it up and took a whiff of air to see if I could smell any smoke. Meanwhile, James checked the hallway. No sign of anything nearby. While he started getting dressed and ready to exit the building, I kept watch out the window. I honestly had no intentions of going for the long sixteen-flights-of-stairs walk to evacuate the building…I told him I was going to go up in smoke if that’s what it took. I was too groggy to care (although not too tired to feel, shall we say resentful, that this was happening at all…)

People slowly started to trickle out of the building. Some where dressed in pajamas and wore robes for coats, others had got dressed and went so far as to carry their kitty cats out in their carriers. I just didn’t have it in me to proceed with caution and get out of the building. While our building is rather infamous in our area for having a significant number of actual fires, I’ve generally always been able to smell them, even when they were more than 10 stories away and on the other side of the building (and I’m talking fires that gut the whole suite). So you could say on the one hand I’ve become a bit complacent about the whole alarm situation. Which isn’t entirely true, given that now I can hear a fire alarm anywhere and I notice a sudden increase in heart rate, a rise in agitation levels, and a sudden wave of fear wash over me. I was never so worried about fires until we moved into this building. But here, it seems to be just one thing after the other.

The alarm went off a bit longer after the fire fighters arrived, although soon enough it was shut off. We thought we were safe but then it went off again…Just as we were thinking ok, we really had better get out, it stopped once more, and in moments people slowly started making their way back into the building. We were safe after all.

Through all of this, we noticed one of the managers of the building investigating the area around our apartment building, looking up alley ways and checking out the surrounding buildings, as if looking for something. For someone. James pointed out that most arsonists like to stand back and watch what happens as a result of their actions, so who knows, maybe he was hoping to catch a glimpse of someone delighting in everyone’s misery at being woken at all hours of the night…

Suffice it to say, I am really feeling ready to move on, away from this place. Between not getting a good night’s sleep due to neighbours who don’t seem to care what noise they share between the walls and not getting enough sleep due to all things fire related, I am ready to settle down somewhere that is quiet, uneventful. Somewhere with less people and therefore less risk of asshole behaviour. Somewhere that I can get into bed knowing there is not a perfect stranger lying in a bed practically right beside me with just a wall separating us. I need a god damn decent night’s sleep one of these days.

I know we don’t have the means to move as soon as I would like, but I am admitting now that for all the perks about this area, I think I have outgrown my love for the place. The love/hate relationship is leaning toward a certain bitterness that I know can’t be healthy.

And to add to it all is the fact that I have to zoom through a project that’s due in the afternoon and then have a zillion other things I have to do – which means no rest even if I’m zonked. I’ll do my best to make the most of it, but I have a feeling it’s going to be one of ‘those’ days…Let’s just take a moment right here and thank goodness for the likes of caffeine...

Thursday, November 15, 2007

Acupuncture is a jab well done.

So I went to get a refill on my birth control pills, hoping the doctor at the walk-in clinic would also do pap tests, since I’m far over due for my annual. But alas, she wouldn’t do it. Instead, she gave me a 2 month refill on my prescription. She said I should be seeing my family physician for the pap…But why would I be frequenting a walk-in clinic if I had a family doctor to go to?! I explained to her that I don’t have one, and she explained to me that doctors at that clinic typically will only do paps on their regular clients…of course, none of them are taking on any new regular clients…so it’s a lose-lose situation for me at this clinic.

She suggested that I go around from clinic to clinic looking for a doctor who will do walk-in paps. But who has the time to do that?! Calling around is futile – I’ve tried that before but they often don’t know day to day which doctor will be in when, so I’d literally have to wander around the vicinity in search of a doctor willing to do a pap(???!!!!!!!!!!). It’s getting to the point of beyond ridiculous, not to mention extremely annoying…

So I’m thinking I should just call Options for Sexual Health (formerly Planned Parenthood) and get an appointment. It’s not close to where I live, it takes something like 3 buses to get there, that’s why I’ve resisted going when there’s a clinic right around the corner from my building. But I guess it’s time to bite the bullet and transit out there…Maybe it’s for the best anyway, I tend to find they treat me with more care than in these walk-ins.

Grrr…health care can be so annoying. Whoever thought it would be such a process just to get a simple procedure! It should be easier to get tests done than it is to get pills prescribed…

Wednesday, November 14, 2007

Did you hear about the guy whose whole left side was cut off? He's all right now.

I already posted today so does this count for tomorrow?

It’s rude to stare at someone when they’re different from you and you want to check them out to kill your curiosity. That’s why you stare at them in such a way that there’s no way they’d ever notice.

That’s what we did tonight when a man with no arms walked into the lounge we were at and sat down for a meal. He didn’t even have stumps – he literally had nothing whatsoever in place of where his arms should be.

Upon further reflection, (and because we ended up talking to someone who believes she knows the particular man we saw), it is believed he may have been a victim of this. Which is a story for another day but omigod it TERRIFIES me the idea that a doctor could prescribe me something that could potentially cause life-altering deformities in my children…But yeah, we’ll save that part for another time…

Suffice it to say, this particular guy was amazing. I mean, someone sits down in a restaurant without any arms and orders a beer and some fish and chips and you’re sitting there thinking well how the hell is this going to work?! He was alone, so it’s not like he had anyone there to pass him his fork. I figured he’d drink the beer with a straw, so that would take care of that…

But this guy was talented with his feet, they did everything hands do for most people. He didn’t need a straw, because he lifted his beer mug to his mouth with his foot. He put ketchup on his plate for his fries, and dunked the fish into tartar sauce before taking a bite – all with his foot. He used a fork to eat, with his FOOT! It just seemed like such an incredible feat to me (gawd, again with the puns! lol). I know it’s not right to stare but it wasn’t in a bad way, I thought this man was so inspirational. I mean, I sat there trying to imagine what I’d do if I had no arms and all I could come up with was kill myself cuz how could I possibly survive without my arms and hands?! (But then I was trying to figure out HOW I’d kill myself, because I soon realized shooting myself in the head wouldn’t be easy, unless of course I had the same kind of foot-talent as this guy…)

BUT thinking he quite possibly was born without arms and has nothing to compare his feet to, I guess it feels right to do things the way he does. He even pulled a laptop out of a bag with his feet and typed on it…I just sat there in disbelief, I mean even if this is all you know, you’re still pretty incredible to be able to do all the ‘normal’ stuff we take for granted without the arms and hands we’re so accustomed to doing it all with…WOW. That is just not something you see every day.

I wanted to go talk to him and so did James but on the other hand it’s a little rude, isn’t it, to be all, hey there, tell me your life story, especially the parts that include you having no arms??!!!!!!!?!

And another thing…(on a totally separate note) the place we were at has self-flushing toilets. What in hell is the point of such a thing? It ends up being terrible for the environment because the toilet ends up getting flushed twice. I don’t know about you, but once I’ve gone my instinct is to flush. I don’t want to risk leaving the stall without doing so – what if it malfunctions and doesn’t flush without me pressing the button?! Then I feel all awkward after having already flushed and washing my hands only to hear it suddenly flush again moments later.

Tonight I tested it out since no one else was in the bathroom. I went, left the stall without flushing, washed my hands…and still no flush. So I had to go back into the stall and flush it myself. Wouldn’t you know out of about 6 stalls, I pick the one that doesn’t remember to self-flush. I am washing my hands of that whole phenomenon. Oooh the puns are just too much!!! =D

She had a boyfriend with a wooden leg, but broke it off.

I can’t stand the noise in this place anymore.

Half the time I don’t have a clue what it even is. But I know it’s driving me completely insane.

I swear this building is cursed. I have a love/hate relationship with it, it’s true. Right now I’m experiencing the hate part. It’s 4:30 in the freaking morning and I’ve had, oh, maybe an hour of sleep. Between the talking, the music, the hammering, and god only knows what else, it has been a very long night thus far.

James is able to sleep through most things. Myself, not so much.

I wish people would shut the fuck up and I wish the pipes would too.

At times like these I fantasize we’re living out in the country somewhere in our own house, hidden away from civilization. The only noise we hear is the sound of crickets out in the garden in the summer time when the windows are left open, and the sound of our own breath as we soundly sleep.

A little peace and quiet, really, is all I need. But I’m not going to find that here.

Every time I’m down in the parking garage, I wonder which parking stall he was in when he committed suicide. What was he thinking as he drew his last conscious breath? And what drove him to it? (and as much as I love a good pun, no pun intended here)

Tuesday, November 13, 2007

When you've seen one shopping center you've seen a mall.

Today I got started on Christmas shopping. Usually I wrack my brain trying to figure out what to get people, but not this year. I’ve planned everything out and wrote a list and if all goes according to plan, all my Christmas shopping will be done within the next week, two tops. Which means pretty much all of James’ shopping will be taken care of, which I think he is pleased about =)

We’re not spending a ton of money this year, although I know it’ll still be a lot, considering that even small stuff adds up. But at least we’re not going to be out at the mall just days before Xmas buying up random stuff just for the sake of having gifts for people. I love ‘stuff’ but commercialism also really grates on my nerves…and I know ‘the true meaning of Christmas’ has nothing to do with the presents anyway.

I feel good about our plans though. And I’m quite excited about what I came up with for James’ gift this year. I think, no, I know he’s going to like it!

I love being organized and feeling one step ahead…

But for now I have to work, despite that it’s almost 11pm…I want to get off early tomorrow so I can do stuff with my mom, who’s over visiting this week. I love how flexible my job is in terms of when I put in my hours. As long as its not taken toooo advantage of, I can pretty much work when I want, as long as my 40 hrs are done at the end of the week. The job itself can be tedious, but I’m enjoying the perks while I’ve got them.

Right now, I can honestly say I am feeling pretty happy.

P.S. From now on, my plan is that a pun or joke of some kind will be the title of each of my blog posts. I love a good pun!!

Monday, November 12, 2007

Today's Special

I started writing a story last night that I was going to use as my post-for-the-day today. But I want to make a few changes…and I’m also thinking it could possibly be the start of something I could work with novel-wise. I’m not sure yet if it’s the route I want to take, but at least I’m feeling inspired to write. It’s about a situation I found myself in on a trip to Hawaii with my family when I was fifteen. So far it’s all factual but there’s definitely room for expansion if I let go and turn it into fiction.

In the meantime, a cup of coffee is waiting for me, calling out for me actually. And then I have to battle the high winds and rain to get to the hotel my parents are staying at to join them for breakfast. Should be interesting…it’s so stormy, there’s no way my umbrella could survive the trip. The BC Ferries have been cancelled (that’s how bad it is out there) and my dad is a bit stressed because as much as he’d like to stay here with us, he has to go back to work tomorrow…Luckily my parents have their own business so it’s not like he can get in trouble, but being over here isn’t going to get the work done. There is always some sort of adventure presented when my parents are over! Good times all around =)

PS It drives me crazy that the minute Halloween is over, Christmas is presented to us in the stores. And it drives me even crazier how early Egg Nog became available this year, it was definitely pre-Halloween, which oughta be illegal…I say a seasonal drink should literally only be available for the season. December 1st to January 1st would be just fine, otherwise it just doesn’t seem special anymore.

Sunday, November 11, 2007

Something's gotta give...

I didn’t know that when a food or beverage item says ‘Product of Canada’ on the label, it only means that 51% of its manufacturing was incurred in the country. It’s still quite possible that some of the ingredients came from other places. I’d like to try eating only foods from Canada but from what I gather that’s not an easy feat…

I’m concerned about products from China at the moment. Not that I don’t own about a million things that were made in China, ‘cause lets face it, ¾ of everything is made there. But I’m not going to deny that I think it’s a problem. They just don’t seem to have very good standards for health and safety there. Since it’s so easy for things in food to contain cancer causing agents, for example, I’m wary of products coming from a country with such low standards. I’d like to boycott myself from such products entirely, but where does one draw the line? And I’m not saying I think absolutely everything from China is harmful to one’s health, but I do worry because the typical consumer, myself included, just doesn’t have the means to know which products are good and which aren’t.

I find it sad that we’re so tied to finding cheap labour that we’re willing to sacrifice our own health and safety to save a few bucks. Not necessarily you or me…but the people who do have the means to make better choices.

The company I work for has a team of people in India doing data entry for them. In order to get the cheapest labour possible, the CEO will only hire those who don’t speak a single word of English. Yet the data they are entering is, of course, all in English. They’re not paid a set wage, but rather get paid based on how much data they’re able to enter in a day. Naturally, this means that the files they send in are riddled with mistakes, because the only way they can make enough to feed themselves is if they enter massive amounts at a time, regardless of accuracy. Yet our system can only work if the data is accurate. That’s why people such as myself have to go back to the files and perform lengthy (and tedious, might I add) quality control checks on the information. Half of what I do is separate from that, but I have spent a lot of time doing these checks and a few other employees at the office pretty much do nothing else. Wouldn’t it make more sense to either 1. pay us a bit more and have us enter the data so it’s accurate the first time and doesn’t require long and boring accuracy checks or 2. pay the staff in India better so that they’re more likely to want to put more care into the work they do??? Oh and perhaps require them to have at least a partial understanding of the English language?!?!?!!!!????

Even myself, since my wage is much lower than I feel I deserve for the work I do, will overlook mistakes at times when I’m feeling burnt out or sick of the task I’m working on. For just a few more dollars an hour I’d be far less likely to let anything slide. I just don’t understand why employers think it makes sense to hire people for cheap labour when their whole product pretty much relies on what these people do day to day. I would never do this because I couldn’t live with myself, but I literally have the power to completely wipe out the entire system, or create errors in it that would take years to fix. Yet the higher ups in the company look down on me like I mean absolutely nothing to the company. I just find it sad the way businesses are run. I have no problem with a system of hierarchy – to some degree in many situations I think it’s necessary, or at the very least makes sense. But I don’t see why it’s so hard to eat least offer everyone the same level of respect.

I won’t be where I am forever, or even for long if I play my cards right. But I also know it’s probably going to amount to more of the same in many places of employment. I think on a grand scale something really needs to change in terms of how big businesses are run. There is so much corruption at every turn…



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