Waiting For Something To Happen
Interesting if you enjoy seeing someone’s brains splattered across the screen-not literally you sicko…Basically this bad-boy has become a source of cheap therapy.Archive for October, 2008
…superfantasticawesome.
So I updated the “about me” section again…..seems as if it had stored a previous version of the page….man, hoping that wasn’t the page being displayed the past two weeks……blah.
Tried to find another youtube video of another song I’ve heard recently and think is superfantasticawesome. No luck however, but what I can do is link you to the MySpace for Dee. The song in question is Weight of the World, although the first track Hot is pretty neat as well.
So the early week has so far been going good. Pretty much fine with getting up at 7:30 a.m. now. Yesterday was plain nuts, the Montreal site went down – crazy Autumn snowstorm killing the power in central Canada. Soooooo we took all their calls, plus ours, plus we’re not set up to handle more then the occasional french call…..needless to say I was working through my breaks just to keep everything from going to hell.
But not only did I pull it off, but I rocked the shit out of it. Hope management was paying attention.
In “bigger” news, I’ve been feeling like a change needs to happen fast. I’m just bored with the same old, and I can say with all honesty I am actively trying to provoke change….but so far nothing, so frustrating. I need something new….so lets get on with it already huh?
THIS IS BORING.
It would be fun to try the National Novel Writing Month but I suspect I really have no energy to want to try. Seems all I do now is either work, sleep, or work towards getting better work. Oh, and I play with the cat occasionally, like right now we’re playing….I have to, if I don’t he screams, then to really get my attention if that doesn’t work (because I can tune him out now), he hops up on my laptop. Fucker.
Hoping the new cat addition soon to come will give him another outlet apart from me.
OK this is boring me as well, I may just hit the exercise equipment while I’m on a roll (I actually did it, the other morning I used it before work, it actually wasn’t all that amazing really)
Lates
…little victories.
I am so tired right now. Exhausted really. I’ve been getting up earlier and early, with the culmination of my efforts tomorrow in about 10 hours or so, when I get up at around 6 a.m. or so.
I could have gotten out of it, but I really just wanted to prove I could do it. If not for the management types, then for myself.
Sadly all I have lately are these little victories. That and a cat who screams a bit too much.
Thinking a road trip would be the ticket.
Nothing ventured, nothing gained.
So I’ve offered to adopt another cat. It was an easy offer really, it’s not a kitten, still young, and needs a home….and Mr. P. Roast needs a buddy so it’ll all work out. The only catch is this cat is pregnant and it’ll be some time before she can come here.
Gives me time to come up with name though.
My head hurts, has all weekend. What little sleep I’ve had has done me in, here’s hoping tomorrow is doable.
The real test is Wednesday, I get to go in for a 7:15 a.m. start. Score.
I caught the doorknob to the laundry room in my side this morning, just remembered……the pain just gave it away.
Watching one of the latest bond films, Casino Royale….after Brosnan left and Craig started I lost track on whether it’s the first with him, or the second….I do know one is due for release soon. It’s pretty crazy really, how different it is…this bond is pretty intense, and franky somewhat scary. Buddy kills on a whim, which I suppose is what a real high-stakes secret agent would do, shoot first, talk later. This one is a pretty dark character though….more like watching Dexter then 007.
I’ve been thinking all day about how awesome it would be to start getting up earlier all the time, maybe use some exercise equipment everyday before work. I know it’ll never happen, be nice though. Stuff like that is more for confidence – feeling healthier, stronger, other stuff that could be included in a title to a Daft Punk song….I only mention it because the deadline for work to get me my better position is quickly approaching. I feel like I could use all advantages if it comes to a head.
It’ll never happen though. Be nice if I could provoke something with work though. Just need to stay on my A-game.
Ouch my head hurts. Did I mention that?
I wonder if anyone will call my bluff? Shit am I bluffing? Honestly I don’t think I am. That could have a scary result if I get offered nothing.
Nothing ventured, nothing gained.
…the real home of classic rock…
It’s official, the plan is that when I know I’m headed out of town for good, when that transfer is approved…..I’m queuing up some Jay-Z, connecting the laptop to the stereo, facing the speakers down, and I’m cranking it at 8:30-9 a.m. on a Saturday or Sunday morning. My thinking is their recovery time is the best time to do it, and it’s also to be sure that even though they have it coming, I better have my out planned in case it gets really nasty.
I know the Jay-Z will work if only based on their love of the local classic rock station. If only they had a car on which to affix a sticker with the station’s call letters in order to secure free swag in the summer and show who the real home of classic rock in Moncton is.
I know, “but what if you just go down and talk to them?” Thought of that, but to be honest, anyone who will not only blast their music at 4 a.m. without shame, but is also already in their 40s and most likely unwilling to change…..well…..they fucking have it coming. Hope they like the Black Album.
In other news, I felt sick all day. Don’t believe it has anything to do with my waking up early strategy, I suspect it was from something I ate yesterday. Some pepto and a nap this evening has made it calm down a touch, and I’m hoping to sleep soon for the night (waking up at 8 a.m. to do laundry) as long as I don’t get another random 65 dB attack of the best of the 70s and 80s.
That’s Two!
So I’m a terrible person I know, and laughing as loud as much as I did at this must make a new low. Enjoy a whole blog full of these gems HERE.
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Sally Housecoat…
*EDIT* This was typed 24 previous to this posting timestamp, but for some reason it saved never published (in others words I hit “save” not publish”) Funny after drinking I noticed it, not beforehand
It’s been 24 hours and I fully stand by the previous post. Just wanted to clarify. The GOP is a punch line to the worst poke I’ve ever heard.
Really though, remember that Simpsons episode early on where Mr. Burns runs for Governor? He uses terms like Sally Housecoat and Joe Lunchpail in a really derogatory manner. It gives me chills to hear these recent right-wing assholes…life imitating art imitating life…
…would think being bombed would be a good idea…
I so hate my downstairs neighbours. It’s 3:29am, and I’m stuck listening to their stupid music. So of course I just cranked my own stupid music to drown it out. It’s some random remixed stuff, but soon it’ll be GBV, it’s stuck in my head at the moment. (GBV was playing in the background to an episode of How I Met Your Mother – I mentioned before I was cruising through all seasons of that – whoever does the music for that show has good taste)
Also I may be a bit tipsy and hungry. I came home and cracked some Guinness open. Hmm, I can see how someone with emotional issues would think being bombed would be a good idea, I mean, it’s only been a couple hours since work ended, but I feel fantastic. Too bad I can’t drink at work….kidding.
It is making me hungry.
Also fuck how am I still up? OK yes the racket downstairs is irritating, (did I mention I live above who I suspect is a mother and daughter duo? Think that’s what is throwing me off, I expect that I would be noisier), but OMG. I need to be up bright and early Monday, and I have only trained myself to be up for 11:30 – 12:00…..I’m not even tired right now….well a bit, but that’s more alcohol sleepiness, wears off after 4 seconds of closing my eyes.
I think I want some PB on toast. So I will go do that. Also I want a another tattoo still. I need a design argh. So much work.
Oh and winter tires for my car.
…making me want to crawl out of my skin…
I’m watching some american TV, and listening to a montage of McCain/Palin gibberish. It’s so inane and ridiculous, it’s making me want to crawl out of my skin partly for how stupid they sound saying it, and partly fear at how much of a couple of scumbags they are and what they may accomplish. It’s all the Joe the Plumber, Mary the Fuckknowswhat, Eddie the GuyMcCaincouldn’tgiveashitabout……and like McCain and his ACORN bullshit – Scumbag spoke to them just 2 years ago, and now they are the Devil ruining democracy. Scumbag.
I’m mostly just mad because a couple years ago as an alternative to Bush he seemed like a good dude, just perhaps a bit old-fashioned, but whatever, I mean he is like 400 years old according to some reports. Fucker sold out so fast I never even saw the change.
Also apparently as I can see the hospital from my window as I type, it means I am now an expert on health services, and I’m sure it gives me license to crack open a skull and do some brain surgery. Palin is not only dumb, she’s what I call dangerous dumb – she doesn’t even realize how far out of her league she is.
*End Rant*
…underwear
I hope the old people across the parking lot love that I’ve been constantly walking around in my underwear. Enjoy guys.
