Sunday, August 30, 2009
Sunday, August 23, 2009
Nojibway
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
Six pack
Cleaned my room today. I was cleaning out my drawers and getting rid of clothes I don't wear anymore and I found this:
And of course, I don't remember ever having seen this shirt before in my life. I know I didn't buy it, so it probably means my parents gave it to me. What the hell made me say yes? I'm never going to wear this shirt.
And of course, I don't remember ever having seen this shirt before in my life. I know I didn't buy it, so it probably means my parents gave it to me. What the hell made me say yes? I'm never going to wear this shirt.
My vacation away from worky
My program requires me to work 20 hours in the Seneca Vision Center with a partner. I've done 10 so far and was supposed to do the remaining 10 today and tomorrow. I booked it a month in advance and took time off work just to do it. I showed up this morning with my partner to find out that the place was closed and has been for a week. It won't be open until next week. I was pissed that no one bothered to notify us in advance. My partner was even more pissed, seeing as how she had to drive down from Belleville just to make it and booked a hotel room to stay overnight in Toronto.
On the bright side, it means I get two days off from work, now that I don't have to be at school. I'm hoping it will de-stress me; the dominant theory as to why I'm losing weight is because I'm stressed from work. I'm down to 111 lbs. I'm hoping the test results will get back in time before I wither away.
In other news, John from Labspace Studios personally sent me a message to encourage me to submit to their next show, Monosaic. In turn, I encourage you all to submit. It's a pretty creative idea and I think it'd be awesome to see what the final product will look like.
I watched a documentary on Klaus Nomi last night. This has nothing to do with anything other than the fact that it was a good documentary and they couldn't have picked a more fascinating person to do a documentary on. And yes, he really can sing that high. Do you Nomi?
On the bright side, it means I get two days off from work, now that I don't have to be at school. I'm hoping it will de-stress me; the dominant theory as to why I'm losing weight is because I'm stressed from work. I'm down to 111 lbs. I'm hoping the test results will get back in time before I wither away.
In other news, John from Labspace Studios personally sent me a message to encourage me to submit to their next show, Monosaic. In turn, I encourage you all to submit. It's a pretty creative idea and I think it'd be awesome to see what the final product will look like.
I watched a documentary on Klaus Nomi last night. This has nothing to do with anything other than the fact that it was a good documentary and they couldn't have picked a more fascinating person to do a documentary on. And yes, he really can sing that high. Do you Nomi?
Saturday, August 15, 2009
Saturday
Not normal
What does it mean when they're drawing blood from you at the lab and two and a half test tubes full of blood later, your blood flow slows to a trickle and eventually stops all together? For a second, I thought "Oh shit, is that all the blood I have in my body?" and expected to drop dead.
"Is this normal?"
"Nope"
They ended up sticking a new needle into my other arm. I'm tired now. Nap time.
"Is this normal?"
"Nope"
They ended up sticking a new needle into my other arm. I'm tired now. Nap time.
Friday, August 14, 2009
pr0nz
As far as WTF moments at work go, I think I reached the peak today. And I've worked with a lady who caught a pigeon off a balcony, took it home and cooked it in soup.
My coworkers at work are a pretty cool bunch. I get a long with all of them, which hasn't happened in a long time (not including the times I've worked with friends). They're people I wouldn't even mind hanging out with outside of work. One of these people is Sal. I get along with him the most probably just because he doesn't put up a front; the way he talks to you is how he talks to everyone.
We have two stores in the mall and Sal works at the one I'm rarely at. I dropped by the other store today to quickly get something. Sal was in the tiny back room doing God knows what. When he saw me, he excitedly held up his PDA with a cracked LCD screen and giddily informed me that he had porn on his PDA/phone. I was busy trying to find what I needed and didn't want to get in trouble for being gone too long, plus I've seen porn before, so I was dismissive.
"That's nice, Sal"
He persisted.
"Look! Look! Look!"
So I looked. It was amateur porn. You see a somewhat scrawny guy handling the camera, setting it up in position to film himself. In walks a naked girl and the action began. As far as porn goes, I've seen more exciting stuff.
"You gotta watch this part!" he said as he fast forwarded.
We got to the part he was talking about. We waited and waited to see...the dude bending over and slapping the girl's ass as she was giving him a BJ. Sal laughed his ass off. I was thoroughly disappointed. It was as if Sal had never seen porn before, and this guy talks about how he's fucked almost every girl that works in the mall.
"So what's the big deal? Why are you showing me this?"
"THAT'S ME!!!" he squealed.
What a weird situation to be in. My coworker is willingly and excitedly showing me his own sex tape at work. It was pretty out in the open too; customers could see right into the backroom. My boss wasn't there, but she could have easily walked in any second. But it was the first part that really weirded me out. Again: my coworker wanted me to watch him fuck. At work. The video suddenly got way less sexy after realizing the naked dude was Sal.
I found what I needed to get and got out of there.
So...that's the best work story I've had in a while.
My coworkers at work are a pretty cool bunch. I get a long with all of them, which hasn't happened in a long time (not including the times I've worked with friends). They're people I wouldn't even mind hanging out with outside of work. One of these people is Sal. I get along with him the most probably just because he doesn't put up a front; the way he talks to you is how he talks to everyone.
We have two stores in the mall and Sal works at the one I'm rarely at. I dropped by the other store today to quickly get something. Sal was in the tiny back room doing God knows what. When he saw me, he excitedly held up his PDA with a cracked LCD screen and giddily informed me that he had porn on his PDA/phone. I was busy trying to find what I needed and didn't want to get in trouble for being gone too long, plus I've seen porn before, so I was dismissive.
"That's nice, Sal"
He persisted.
"Look! Look! Look!"
So I looked. It was amateur porn. You see a somewhat scrawny guy handling the camera, setting it up in position to film himself. In walks a naked girl and the action began. As far as porn goes, I've seen more exciting stuff.
"You gotta watch this part!" he said as he fast forwarded.
We got to the part he was talking about. We waited and waited to see...the dude bending over and slapping the girl's ass as she was giving him a BJ. Sal laughed his ass off. I was thoroughly disappointed. It was as if Sal had never seen porn before, and this guy talks about how he's fucked almost every girl that works in the mall.
"So what's the big deal? Why are you showing me this?"
"THAT'S ME!!!" he squealed.
What a weird situation to be in. My coworker is willingly and excitedly showing me his own sex tape at work. It was pretty out in the open too; customers could see right into the backroom. My boss wasn't there, but she could have easily walked in any second. But it was the first part that really weirded me out. Again: my coworker wanted me to watch him fuck. At work. The video suddenly got way less sexy after realizing the naked dude was Sal.
I found what I needed to get and got out of there.
So...that's the best work story I've had in a while.
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
Jon Arbuckle
Owen got me a 'Garfield Minus Garfield' book for my birthday. I always thought they were funny, and they still are. But then I realized how inherently depressing it is, if not slightly disturbing. Either he's pointing just how much of a loser he is, or he just comes off as batshit insane.
Self-loathing:
Batshit insane:
I just look at it as black humor. And thankfully, I like black humor.
Self-loathing:
Batshit insane:
I just look at it as black humor. And thankfully, I like black humor.
Monday, August 10, 2009
Thinner
I weighed myself the other day, because I hadn't weighed myself since April. I've always hovered around 120 lbs. but now I'm at 113. So I think something is wrong. I always thought I was underweight because I have pretty fast metabolism, but I shouldn't be losing weight. It's not like I haven't been eating either. My eating habits haven't changed, so I'm not sure what it could be. I think I should go see a doctor soon.
I hope it's not worms.
I hope it's not worms.
Sunday, August 9, 2009
Michael J Fox
Goddamnit, Gene. How the hell do you have Michael J Fox as a friend on Facebook but not your own brother?
Saturday, August 8, 2009
Riders + asshole = asshole riders?
Matt informed me today that as part of the show that Pink Dead Whale is playing on September 17, we get a rider. Pretty sweet perk for a first show.
What I want:
-a 4 pack of Monster (I'll probably only drink one and keep the remaining three)
-2 packs of Belmonts (probably won't get it, but I may as well try)
And that's it. I can see myself adding a shitload of candy to that list later on, none of which I'll eat, but hoard for later.
Also, I got the new bookkeeper fired today. The day after she cried (which didn't have anything to do with her firing). I should feel like an asshole for being the final straw in her dismissal, but I don't. And the fact that I don't makes me feel like an asshole. Did that make sense?
What I want:
-a 4 pack of Monster (I'll probably only drink one and keep the remaining three)
-2 packs of Belmonts (probably won't get it, but I may as well try)
And that's it. I can see myself adding a shitload of candy to that list later on, none of which I'll eat, but hoard for later.
Also, I got the new bookkeeper fired today. The day after she cried (which didn't have anything to do with her firing). I should feel like an asshole for being the final straw in her dismissal, but I don't. And the fact that I don't makes me feel like an asshole. Did that make sense?
Thursday, August 6, 2009
Not a good sign
Today, our new bookkeeper started crying at work. Breakdowns of any sort usually don't happen until the second month. This is her second week.
Monday, August 3, 2009
Cabbages, ginger root and a crucifix
I've seen clips of his live performances before and I still never get tired of his loop pedal mastery.
Sunday, August 2, 2009
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