Busy busy bee

Things are hectic. Between working two jobs and setting up a business plan, I’ve failed a good friend: Danner. I barely update lately! So in apology, I give him this blog entry. The Price is Right has the unrelenting power to make a person who works two jobs still feel horribly under-employed. Time to pick up a third job and second business plan. Pearl says The Invention of Lying is a good movie. She told us most of the plot today, so I’m not sure… Continue reading

It’s so different out here

So we’re back from up north. What a great place, where the only thing you’re blowing a tonne of money on is gasoline. It’s nice not to be surrounded by products and crazy people, but rather by trees and crazy people you enjoy spending time with. Adding pictures to Flickr periodically for the next day or two. There is nothing like a nice hike to simultaneously clear your mind and fill it with wonder. What a good trip. Back to grumbling when I wake up.… Continue reading

Turning a blind eye to science. (See what I did there?)

A blind woman is able to see again after having a tooth and part of her cheek lining implanted in her eye. Of course, the operation has been referred to as ‘disfiguring’ (I guess there’s no real happy medium), but given the choice, I think I’d take sight again over my own vanity. Chances are she couldn’t apply makeup all that great before the surgery anyhow. There’s always sunglasses. Amazing though, isn’t it? [Article here] Share the post “Turning a blind eye to science. (See… Continue reading

Baby’s 1st Phobia

So here it is, my one unexplainable and recently-revealed fear: Going to the gym. No idea where this stems from. Possibly because the last year of gym class I ever had in school was spent with a healing broken nose; possibly because my knees are shot at the tender age of 25 (they have been since … say, the even tenderer age of 18); possibly because of nothing. I can confirm that the reason is not: Self-esteem issues A desire to be enormous Freemason conspiracy… Continue reading

My car is a birdshit magnet.

I can smell my feet. This will need to be remedied before (second) work (of the day). I really want to go up north in the next few weeks. Up north in the fall is the best. Colours, colours! And sweaters, sweaters! My feet really smell, wow. I should try showering one day. And coffee that isn’t burnt would be a great start too. Today I put all my stuff at Work 1 in my locker, and then locked a different one. Ha-ha. Won’t be… Continue reading

Sans-Labour Day

We went to the Marshville Festival for our day off. It was fun. All the useless crap people sell there makes me want to open a booth at a trade show. A booth comprised of anything! One place made really good wood carvings, and wasn’t even selling any of them. Amazing. Creating things simply for the enjoyment of it, not for business… who does that anymore? Speaking of working for nothing, the frantic job search continues tomorrow. Going to change the name on my resume… Continue reading

This is getting old.

At times, people have a strange sickness about them when they enter a store in need of a product. All their insecurities seem to fade, and all ‘normal’ behaviour is kicked temporarily to the curb before they must again face the world outside the shop that houses the product they require. Today’s incident involved an elderly woman who insisted to me that someone had told her she could have a product for 20% off, as it wasn’t available a few weeks ago when we had… Continue reading

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