So here I am, sitting in front of my computer of doom, ignoring the washing machine trying to think of something deep/meaningful/witty to say, and all I keep thinking over and over in my pea brain is "Celine Dion is the anti christ".

Now I know, I know, she's Canadian and so am I, which means I totally have to love her, but that's where you're wrong. Dude, the bitch lives in Vegas. She ain't ours anymore. I can hate her with the venom usually reserved for um, yeah, stuff. Stuff like my job. Which incidentally reminds me that I got a KICK ass review. Y'know those ones that are all "if it wasn't for Ren the building would have burned down years ago". Yeah, it was that good. Too bad I still desperately want out of weasel central.

The experience is great...think about it, 28 years old and I'm management! Buah ha ha. But honestly? I'm tired of this crap. I'm tired of pasting on a fat arsed smile and acting like I love working in the 'hood. I don't love it. In the least. I don't love doing mad overtime while the other management goons cut out at exactly 4.00. I don't love apologizing on behalf of the company for marketing's latest hairbrained scheme. I'm getting to the point where I'm starting to agree with the angry callers and that's not good.

Methinks I need a wee bit of time off soon.

Oh. Since I don't seem to be following a linear thought pattern, more updates and random thoughts:

*I got added to Mizz Erin's links section. Coolio.

*I have a specialist appointment next week to check out my wonky thyroid. Yes. More fun. Rumour has it that this time I'll get a needle in my motherfucking throat! You so wish you were me.

*I'm still crazy about the gal. And she's still crazy about me.

*Though she still freaks out at the extreme happiness of the whole scenario. Some days I'm right behind her on that one.

*I've decided that I have no use for Christmas. I'm not a Scrooge, I just realised that I spend lots of time with family and loved ones, so one designated hang out day kinda seems stupid to me. And expensive. Damn expensive.

Okay. I gotta go and deal with my curtains.