Gotta love hospitals.
I got to wait over 1 hour for a 15 minute appointment.
In that time I found out I will have to accept 1 little pill into my life.
Forever.
I then found out I have to wait 3 months.
After 3 months I will be given 2 weeks notice for something that will take 2 days.
Afterwards, I will get to chill out for 1 week.
Glad I can only do all of that once.
Friday, April 30, 2004
Tuesday, April 20, 2004
But a Few Updates.
*I'm still cracking up over the fact that the Prez of Weasel Central grunted at me
*The girl is still trying to quit smoking. I stopped being supportive 2 days ago
*Lady Luck is a flirtatious beeyatch who can't make up her mind. We are no longer on speaking terms. But her brother, Dumb Fuck, keeps calling.
*I should never be placed in charge of vacation plans. I'll be amazed if I get it all together in time.
*Being a GawdMudder rocks out.
*My rowing season starts in two weeks and I'm still doing my Shamu imitation
*I'm still crazy in love (though 10 minutes ago, it was a tough call)
*Cell phones bounce wonderfully when tossed out of boredom
*Motivation is not my friend these days. Especially when it comes to the erg.
*my hotmail account just committed Hari Kari.
*I'm going for a lie down.
*The girl is still trying to quit smoking. I stopped being supportive 2 days ago
*Lady Luck is a flirtatious beeyatch who can't make up her mind. We are no longer on speaking terms. But her brother, Dumb Fuck, keeps calling.
*I should never be placed in charge of vacation plans. I'll be amazed if I get it all together in time.
*Being a GawdMudder rocks out.
*My rowing season starts in two weeks and I'm still doing my Shamu imitation
*I'm still crazy in love (though 10 minutes ago, it was a tough call)
*Cell phones bounce wonderfully when tossed out of boredom
*Motivation is not my friend these days. Especially when it comes to the erg.
*my hotmail account just committed Hari Kari.
*I'm going for a lie down.
Friday, April 16, 2004
Thursday, April 08, 2004
A new level of hell
Today Weasel Central completes the move from the 4th ring of hell over to the 7th.
Yee haw.
Though really I'm not complaining. The new HQ is close enough that I can leave the car at home and take the subway, yet far enough away that I won't be the one they call in case of an "emergency".
Double yee haw.
I don't think I've mentioned it lately, but I am so in love.
And rocking a massive headache.
I think those two are independent of one another, as my gal is not in the general vicinity of the building (Boo. No yay).
So I'm all gung ho on buying a house again (Zoe, I blame you). It's so funny how I get obsessed with certain things (monkeys, cars, Kirk Cameron) for a brief period of time and then, boom, I'm off onto the newest focus.
But the house. Oh how I want a house! The only problem right now is where? I refuse to live in the 'burbs. Especially since I know I would go bat shit crazy and end up being moved out by my neighbours. Can't live in the 'hood either (though really, what constitutes the "hood" these days), cause I'm a wussy & I'd get massive beat downs all the time. I kinda want to live downtown-ish, but not quite cause the gal refuses to drive downtown at any time. Oh the decisions! Don't even get me started on the style of the house!
Right. Gotta go and have some lunch. Mmmm matzo ball soup. Yay Passover!
Mazel Tov, yo.
Today Weasel Central completes the move from the 4th ring of hell over to the 7th.
Yee haw.
Though really I'm not complaining. The new HQ is close enough that I can leave the car at home and take the subway, yet far enough away that I won't be the one they call in case of an "emergency".
Double yee haw.
I don't think I've mentioned it lately, but I am so in love.
And rocking a massive headache.
I think those two are independent of one another, as my gal is not in the general vicinity of the building (Boo. No yay).
So I'm all gung ho on buying a house again (Zoe, I blame you). It's so funny how I get obsessed with certain things (monkeys, cars, Kirk Cameron) for a brief period of time and then, boom, I'm off onto the newest focus.
But the house. Oh how I want a house! The only problem right now is where? I refuse to live in the 'burbs. Especially since I know I would go bat shit crazy and end up being moved out by my neighbours. Can't live in the 'hood either (though really, what constitutes the "hood" these days), cause I'm a wussy & I'd get massive beat downs all the time. I kinda want to live downtown-ish, but not quite cause the gal refuses to drive downtown at any time. Oh the decisions! Don't even get me started on the style of the house!
Right. Gotta go and have some lunch. Mmmm matzo ball soup. Yay Passover!
Mazel Tov, yo.
Monday, April 05, 2004
Oh the laziness
I'd say I was back, but honestly, I never went anywhere. Been sittin' here forever and a day. Well, not quite, but that's sure how it feels. Weasel Central has a new location. What does that mean? Means I have 4 days to throw out 3 years of my crap. Yee haw.
Man, the things we hoard. It's fuckin' nasty, dude.
Every cabinet in my department held useless shit from as far back as the mid-90's. Some of those binders were older than me. Or at least they smelled that way. Ick.
Sittin' here thinking about my summer vacation. Gonna go away with the gal. Woo hoo! Searching for a cheap cottage to rent. Well, cheap but not too cheap. Y'know, just decent. And far enough away that the Weasel Central helper monkeys won't be able to reach me.
Does anyone know what happened to Styrofoam Kitty? I went to check out her blog, and it was gone!!!! I had no option but to do some paperwork after that.
Oh before I forget...an aside to Scotty: Yeah, I work in a call centre and that is the sole reason that I never answer my phone. Why? Cause I'm always on it!
Right. Off to torture the helper monkeys.
Word.
I'd say I was back, but honestly, I never went anywhere. Been sittin' here forever and a day. Well, not quite, but that's sure how it feels. Weasel Central has a new location. What does that mean? Means I have 4 days to throw out 3 years of my crap. Yee haw.
Man, the things we hoard. It's fuckin' nasty, dude.
Every cabinet in my department held useless shit from as far back as the mid-90's. Some of those binders were older than me. Or at least they smelled that way. Ick.
Sittin' here thinking about my summer vacation. Gonna go away with the gal. Woo hoo! Searching for a cheap cottage to rent. Well, cheap but not too cheap. Y'know, just decent. And far enough away that the Weasel Central helper monkeys won't be able to reach me.
Does anyone know what happened to Styrofoam Kitty? I went to check out her blog, and it was gone!!!! I had no option but to do some paperwork after that.
Oh before I forget...an aside to Scotty: Yeah, I work in a call centre and that is the sole reason that I never answer my phone. Why? Cause I'm always on it!
Right. Off to torture the helper monkeys.
Word.