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Tuesday, January 12, 2010
Back to School (encore)
IDONTWANNAbutyougottaIDONTWANNAbutyougottaIDONTWANNAbutyougotta.
Et cetera, et cetera, et cetera.
I'm actually almost enjoying today, in spite of the fact that I almost lost a finger at work and "customers only" parking lots piss me off a lot.
It is sunny though, and the snow is white and crunchy, and I am wearing a nifty hat.
I wonder if I will ever actually enjoy this life. When it isn't miserable, it's boring.
I shouldn't say that; there are some lovely things about it. Tea, for instance, and crunchy leaves and select persons and steak.
Now I will learn about Bees: Biology and Management. Chapter 1: Bees from the outside.
Et cetera, et cetera, et cetera.
I'm actually almost enjoying today, in spite of the fact that I almost lost a finger at work and "customers only" parking lots piss me off a lot.
It is sunny though, and the snow is white and crunchy, and I am wearing a nifty hat.
I wonder if I will ever actually enjoy this life. When it isn't miserable, it's boring.
I shouldn't say that; there are some lovely things about it. Tea, for instance, and crunchy leaves and select persons and steak.
Now I will learn about Bees: Biology and Management. Chapter 1: Bees from the outside.
Monday, January 11, 2010
I have to say that my shift at work was fun.
I was working with this new guy and the Romanian guy, who is absolutely frekken hilarious. We didn't get a whole lot done because stuff kept breaking, but we had weird chats and that's really all I desire from life.
Example: We have to set aside 1 bag of pet food for the quality assurance person to look at so they can make sure we're doing everything right. I was about to send a bag on to the skid when Rom-G said something I didn't hear. When I asked him to repeat himself, he said he wanted me to put the bag on display - like a playboy bunny. I giggled like mad. Rom-G says random stuff like that all the time and he's got eyes like a loris (a bit greener), which is simultaneously creepy and awesome.
And the new guy was just annoying. He talks to me on break. Eew.
I was working with this new guy and the Romanian guy, who is absolutely frekken hilarious. We didn't get a whole lot done because stuff kept breaking, but we had weird chats and that's really all I desire from life.
Example: We have to set aside 1 bag of pet food for the quality assurance person to look at so they can make sure we're doing everything right. I was about to send a bag on to the skid when Rom-G said something I didn't hear. When I asked him to repeat himself, he said he wanted me to put the bag on display - like a playboy bunny. I giggled like mad. Rom-G says random stuff like that all the time and he's got eyes like a loris (a bit greener), which is simultaneously creepy and awesome.
And the new guy was just annoying. He talks to me on break. Eew.
Sunday, January 10, 2010
It's been a weekend of much thought for me, and a few interesting discoveries.
I did a lot of introspection (good word!).
I also heard on CBC radio a man named Richard Kearney. He first caught my attention because he's got this lovely Irish accent and sounds exactly like Ed Byrne. In fact, I stopped to listen because I thought it was him. By the time I realized this man was a philosopher, and not a comedian (it only took like 20 seconds), he had me. Frikkity could he speak! Tremendous oration power. Also, because of various events earlier in the day, I couldn't help but listen.
I cannot easily explain why his words had such wonderful effects on me. It felt like my brain was ripped up and the words were flowing in and filling up the holes and the problems with a coolness and clearness that would heal everything it came in contact with.
And his accent was adorable.
So I kinda stepped out of life in some ways for the weekend. Now I've got to go back to work and school on Tuesday, which sucks. I'm going to try to hold some of the good weekend-ness in, and see if I can't keep the annoying weekday stuff out.
I did a lot of introspection (good word!).
I also heard on CBC radio a man named Richard Kearney. He first caught my attention because he's got this lovely Irish accent and sounds exactly like Ed Byrne. In fact, I stopped to listen because I thought it was him. By the time I realized this man was a philosopher, and not a comedian (it only took like 20 seconds), he had me. Frikkity could he speak! Tremendous oration power. Also, because of various events earlier in the day, I couldn't help but listen.
I cannot easily explain why his words had such wonderful effects on me. It felt like my brain was ripped up and the words were flowing in and filling up the holes and the problems with a coolness and clearness that would heal everything it came in contact with.
And his accent was adorable.
So I kinda stepped out of life in some ways for the weekend. Now I've got to go back to work and school on Tuesday, which sucks. I'm going to try to hold some of the good weekend-ness in, and see if I can't keep the annoying weekday stuff out.
Friday, January 8, 2010
Just to reassure all those who read my last post and began to freak out:
KIRASUKU MALIBUKU,
WEEBEE WIZE UN YUBEE KUKU!
ALIPENDA KAKAMENDA,
PANTZ FORLDUN IFNO SUSPENDA!
FUNIKIKA KANDERIKA,
WEEBEE STRONGA YUBEE WEEKA!
POPOKOTA BORUMOKA
VERI RISKI YU PROVOKA!
KATIKATI MONS UN STARS
FANFANISHA VENUS MARS!
- our dear Roald Dahl
WEEBEE WIZE UN YUBEE KUKU!
ALIPENDA KAKAMENDA,
PANTZ FORLDUN IFNO SUSPENDA!
FUNIKIKA KANDERIKA,
WEEBEE STRONGA YUBEE WEEKA!
POPOKOTA BORUMOKA
VERI RISKI YU PROVOKA!
KATIKATI MONS UN STARS
FANFANISHA VENUS MARS!
- our dear Roald Dahl
For my own good
I need to do something this morning that worries and scares me and I might die from freaking out about it.
But, because I need answers and because I'm sick of having to hog-tie my brain every day just to get out of bed and not scare my family, I will do it.
Wish me luck, my dears. I might let you know how it goes.
*Edited to add*:
Cartilage is the weirdest substance ever.
But, because I need answers and because I'm sick of having to hog-tie my brain every day just to get out of bed and not scare my family, I will do it.
Wish me luck, my dears. I might let you know how it goes.
*Edited to add*:
Cartilage is the weirdest substance ever.
Saturday, January 2, 2010
What I like, Who I like
I discovered a lot about my social interactions because of the New Year's Weekend.
It has lead to some changes (not resolutions!), not the least of which resulted in my buying the Baby Beluga CD by Raffi at Value Village this morning and spending the whole day hanging out with my little sister. She's cool, I enjoy her (mostly). We're gonna watch the second Night at the Museum movie tonight. I'll let you all know how it goes.
However, I realize lately that I've been sort of wallowing in this puddle of misery and self absorption which is not at all healthy.
One of the changes I've had to make is that I am not going to waste my time or energy with people that I don't enjoy. As I've said a billion times, I'm getting old, and life is short. I do not apologise to those that I won't be attached to any more. It's not that they are bad people, they're just not my people. I only have about 219,000 hours left to live, so I need to make the most of them.
I had a cool chat with an old guy in the book section in the book section at Value Village today. He was entertaining and recommended that I read the Redwall series. I suggested that he read Jane Eyre. I also found Joseph Conrad's Heart of Darkness in the kids' section, which confuses me. I think they just sort of threw the books wherever. I bought it anyway. Also I got Charlie and the Great Glass Elevator and The Indian in the Cupboard and Winnie-the-Pooh and The Sorrows of Young Werther and a Bob Marley CD and 2 Billy Talent abums and one Hello Beautiful album. And 3 pairs of jeans! Yeeea!
Now I have to clean stuff and wait for my parents to go away so the little one and I can crank some music and make pasta and poke around on Mystery Google. That's a good kid for you eh?
It has lead to some changes (not resolutions!), not the least of which resulted in my buying the Baby Beluga CD by Raffi at Value Village this morning and spending the whole day hanging out with my little sister. She's cool, I enjoy her (mostly). We're gonna watch the second Night at the Museum movie tonight. I'll let you all know how it goes.
However, I realize lately that I've been sort of wallowing in this puddle of misery and self absorption which is not at all healthy.
One of the changes I've had to make is that I am not going to waste my time or energy with people that I don't enjoy. As I've said a billion times, I'm getting old, and life is short. I do not apologise to those that I won't be attached to any more. It's not that they are bad people, they're just not my people. I only have about 219,000 hours left to live, so I need to make the most of them.
I had a cool chat with an old guy in the book section in the book section at Value Village today. He was entertaining and recommended that I read the Redwall series. I suggested that he read Jane Eyre. I also found Joseph Conrad's Heart of Darkness in the kids' section, which confuses me. I think they just sort of threw the books wherever. I bought it anyway. Also I got Charlie and the Great Glass Elevator and The Indian in the Cupboard and Winnie-the-Pooh and The Sorrows of Young Werther and a Bob Marley CD and 2 Billy Talent abums and one Hello Beautiful album. And 3 pairs of jeans! Yeeea!
Now I have to clean stuff and wait for my parents to go away so the little one and I can crank some music and make pasta and poke around on Mystery Google. That's a good kid for you eh?
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