Yay or Nay? Oh, most definitely yay. Throw in a hurray for good measure. Great movie, and I highly recommend it. Josh Hartnet, you have proven yourself worthy of the big screen. While you’ve always been nice to look at, this is the first time, I’ve stood up and took notice of your acting. Bravo! Naked with nothing but a towel on helped too. Not that I would base your performance solely on your physique or anything, but ya know…nice!
Bruce Willis: Great job. While the role was minimal it was well done. At the risk of dating myself, I enjoyed the Die Hard movies with the dry, wise cracking jokes and sarcasm. The last few films he’s been in, 16 Blocks, Hostage, I’ve noticed a new phase for Bruce. He’s actually acting, instead of just the stunts. Low and behold, he’s good.
Lucy Lu: (SP??) I never really got what’s so great about her. Okay, scratch that, I get it, she’s hot, and if I leaned that way, I’d do her, but I don’t. So, I understand how she’d be popular amongst the male viewers, but her acting doesn't blow me away or anything. She did a good job in this film. I’m still not a huge fan, but her character was cute. Not at all believable though. I mean, who behaves like that? Anyways, it’s the movies and it doesn’t matter.
Summary: If you didn’t see it in the theatres, rush out and rent it. You wont regret it.
Er, uh, the new me?
You may have noticed, if I've done this correctly, my new profile photo is er, a bit odd. My mother always told me my face would stay like that if I didn't stop. Oops, my bad!
Alzheimer’s Moment
The start of the day started ummm, mindless, to say the least.
Total hours of sleep Thursday…4
Functionality Friday am…47%
Laptops forgotten at home…1
Children late for school…1
Amount of gas in tank…1/16th
Trips looped around to and from work this am…3
Time late for work …30 min.
I was tired this am, yes, VERY tired. The kind of tired that smacks you in the forehead when the alarm goes off saying in a very loud voice…”What the hell were you thinking you fucking moron, staying up till 2 am on a Thursday night, when you know damn well the alarm is slated to go off at 6:12 am and you have to sit through endless, mindless meetings all Friday morning, that you know on the best of days totally piss you off with their redundancy, and you have 5000 things to do, including a trip to the gym with the gym-natzi (and I mean that with nothing but the most endearing sentiments) that always makes sure you do your weekend penance before you can even think about pigging out and being totally lazy all weekend, potentially undoing all your/her hard work at the gym all week, now get the hell out of bed instead of wallowing in self pitty over the big-ass headache your now experiencing now that the lights are on, and get your lazy, pathetic ass into the shower cuz you can’t very well go into work smelling/looking like you just woke up, just cuz your too damn stupid to get to bed at a reasonable hour on a Thursday night.” Yes, that kind of tired. Sharp intake of breath after seriously long run-on sentence.
Left for work, got half way there, realized I forgot my laptop. Loop back and stop at the house, get laptop, was half way back to work, and child calls to say she missed the bus. Make illegal turn on highway at one of the places reserved just for cops, ambulances and me, realize I’m almost out of gas. Make another loop, get gas. Now almost home, child calls, says, no worries, she ran, made it to the bus stop on time after all. Grit teeth, say “that’s great honey, have a nice day”, think warm inside thoughts, “I love my child, I love my child, I love my child” and loop back again towards work. Arrive at work 30 minutes late. Sit through meeting, keeping warm fuzzy inside thoughts in hopes of radiating inner peace, calm and tranquility, and realize work place sucks and everything’s gone to hell, and I’m now a glorified figure-head sitting in the Artillery School. Warm fuzzy inside thoughts gone. Teeth are clenched, have sudden urge to jump out of chair, announce I’m leaving and never coming back, and as parting sentiment, moon the lot of em announcing they should all kiss my ass…somehow manage to keep composure. Speak to boss afterwards about concerns about lack of work, now Instructional designer is pissed at me cuz boss knows she’s not providing work for me, and soon Lead Developer will be pissed at me for getting him in trouble for not providing work for me. Damned if I do, damned if don’t. Go to gym, near-die during work out, now blogging my afternoon away and listening to funny songs in hopes of re-finding warm fuzzy inside thoughts in hopes of radiating inner peace, calm and tranquility once again.
Have a great weekend all…bring on the tequila! Olé
Total hours of sleep Thursday…4
Functionality Friday am…47%
Laptops forgotten at home…1
Children late for school…1
Amount of gas in tank…1/16th
Trips looped around to and from work this am…3
Time late for work …30 min.
I was tired this am, yes, VERY tired. The kind of tired that smacks you in the forehead when the alarm goes off saying in a very loud voice…”What the hell were you thinking you fucking moron, staying up till 2 am on a Thursday night, when you know damn well the alarm is slated to go off at 6:12 am and you have to sit through endless, mindless meetings all Friday morning, that you know on the best of days totally piss you off with their redundancy, and you have 5000 things to do, including a trip to the gym with the gym-natzi (and I mean that with nothing but the most endearing sentiments) that always makes sure you do your weekend penance before you can even think about pigging out and being totally lazy all weekend, potentially undoing all your/her hard work at the gym all week, now get the hell out of bed instead of wallowing in self pitty over the big-ass headache your now experiencing now that the lights are on, and get your lazy, pathetic ass into the shower cuz you can’t very well go into work smelling/looking like you just woke up, just cuz your too damn stupid to get to bed at a reasonable hour on a Thursday night.” Yes, that kind of tired. Sharp intake of breath after seriously long run-on sentence.
Left for work, got half way there, realized I forgot my laptop. Loop back and stop at the house, get laptop, was half way back to work, and child calls to say she missed the bus. Make illegal turn on highway at one of the places reserved just for cops, ambulances and me, realize I’m almost out of gas. Make another loop, get gas. Now almost home, child calls, says, no worries, she ran, made it to the bus stop on time after all. Grit teeth, say “that’s great honey, have a nice day”, think warm inside thoughts, “I love my child, I love my child, I love my child” and loop back again towards work. Arrive at work 30 minutes late. Sit through meeting, keeping warm fuzzy inside thoughts in hopes of radiating inner peace, calm and tranquility, and realize work place sucks and everything’s gone to hell, and I’m now a glorified figure-head sitting in the Artillery School. Warm fuzzy inside thoughts gone. Teeth are clenched, have sudden urge to jump out of chair, announce I’m leaving and never coming back, and as parting sentiment, moon the lot of em announcing they should all kiss my ass…somehow manage to keep composure. Speak to boss afterwards about concerns about lack of work, now Instructional designer is pissed at me cuz boss knows she’s not providing work for me, and soon Lead Developer will be pissed at me for getting him in trouble for not providing work for me. Damned if I do, damned if don’t. Go to gym, near-die during work out, now blogging my afternoon away and listening to funny songs in hopes of re-finding warm fuzzy inside thoughts in hopes of radiating inner peace, calm and tranquility once again.
Have a great weekend all…bring on the tequila! Olé
Non-sensical Ramblings
I like the word Fuck. Short. Sweet. To the point!
It sums up how I'm feeling about pretty much everything right now.
F.U.C.K.
I'm going to have the internet at home as of tonight. Soon, my friends, there will be no stopping me from taking over the world, one IP address at a time. muwahahahaaaa
Christ all mighty, sweet jesus, God damnit all to hell. It feels good to blaspheme when your in a bad mood. But what if your not religious, and don't believe in these things, what do you blaspheme then? Lets say your a warshipper of Starwars (there are those out there, I'm not one of them, although I did enjoy the origional 3 with Harrison Ford, but only cuz of him)...can you blaspheme that? "Luke all mighty, sweet Princess Leah, and Darth Vader all to the Death Star" Doesn't quite have the same ring to it, does it?
I've been banished from my office space that I had coveted for so long, complete with window, and sent kicking and screaming to a new office all the way down the hall in the Artillery School. I work in a building the size of a shopping mall and there are 4 schools here. Artillery, Infantry, Armoured, and Tactics. I made sure I made one "death-star" of a noise as I dragged my stuff on a trolly all the way down the hall.
Is it possible to be lonely when your so busy, you don't even have time to paint your toe nails? Is it? I mean really, what's wrong with me? I have NO free time and yet, I'm lonely. Course, if someone were in my space, I'm not really sure how I'd react to them being there. I'm fiercly independent and don't take kindly to having to account for my where-abouts and what-not.
It sums up how I'm feeling about pretty much everything right now.
F.U.C.K.
I'm going to have the internet at home as of tonight. Soon, my friends, there will be no stopping me from taking over the world, one IP address at a time. muwahahahaaaa
Christ all mighty, sweet jesus, God damnit all to hell. It feels good to blaspheme when your in a bad mood. But what if your not religious, and don't believe in these things, what do you blaspheme then? Lets say your a warshipper of Starwars (there are those out there, I'm not one of them, although I did enjoy the origional 3 with Harrison Ford, but only cuz of him)...can you blaspheme that? "Luke all mighty, sweet Princess Leah, and Darth Vader all to the Death Star" Doesn't quite have the same ring to it, does it?
I've been banished from my office space that I had coveted for so long, complete with window, and sent kicking and screaming to a new office all the way down the hall in the Artillery School. I work in a building the size of a shopping mall and there are 4 schools here. Artillery, Infantry, Armoured, and Tactics. I made sure I made one "death-star" of a noise as I dragged my stuff on a trolly all the way down the hall.
Is it possible to be lonely when your so busy, you don't even have time to paint your toe nails? Is it? I mean really, what's wrong with me? I have NO free time and yet, I'm lonely. Course, if someone were in my space, I'm not really sure how I'd react to them being there. I'm fiercly independent and don't take kindly to having to account for my where-abouts and what-not.
Arrr ye maties
My pirate name is:
Red Anne Kidd
Passion is a big part of your life, which makes sense for a pirate. Even though you're not always the traditional swaggering gallant, your steadiness and planning make you a fine, reliable pirate. Arr!
Get your own pirate name from piratequiz.com.
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Job Opening
"Power is the ultimate aphrodisiac."
-Henry Kissinger
Fear me, bloggers of the world, for I am McB, destroyer of electrical appliances and watches, and I….plan…to…take over…the WOOORRLLLDDDD MUWAHAHAHAHAAAAAA !!
In addition to my uncanny ability to destroy watches, microwaves and coffee machines, simply by being within a certain proximity of them, I must recruit my team of evil miscreants to assist in my plot. If you can start fires, control people with your mind, have x-ray eyes, leap tall buildings in a single bound, topple over concrete walls….then I need you !!
Duties will include, but not limited to, realizing, planning and organizing, executing evil schemes, and of course, fetching my coffee in the morning. I like double milk, one sugar. Remember, I can’t use a coffee machine without destroying it.
You must be willing to do shift work. Pay band is commission, with long hours, and little payoff until evil schemes are carried through to completion. Must be persistent in pursuit of world domination, while simultaneously obeying my every whim and command. Must look excellent in sparkly spandex and cape, and be willing to provide your own knee-high boots, that meet all CSA guidelines with steal toe. Safety first people…safety first. Dramatic exits lose their chutzpa if you have to limp out due to a broken toe.
If you feel your skills and personality are enough to qualify you with a position within my plan of world domination, please contact me by whatever superpower ability you have, along with a detailed resume, skills matrix, and tape recording of your best evil cackle.
Your Truly,
McB, future SRU
SRU: Supreme Ruler of the Universe.
-Henry Kissinger
Fear me, bloggers of the world, for I am McB, destroyer of electrical appliances and watches, and I….plan…to…take over…the WOOORRLLLDDDD MUWAHAHAHAHAAAAAA !!
In addition to my uncanny ability to destroy watches, microwaves and coffee machines, simply by being within a certain proximity of them, I must recruit my team of evil miscreants to assist in my plot. If you can start fires, control people with your mind, have x-ray eyes, leap tall buildings in a single bound, topple over concrete walls….then I need you !!
Duties will include, but not limited to, realizing, planning and organizing, executing evil schemes, and of course, fetching my coffee in the morning. I like double milk, one sugar. Remember, I can’t use a coffee machine without destroying it.
You must be willing to do shift work. Pay band is commission, with long hours, and little payoff until evil schemes are carried through to completion. Must be persistent in pursuit of world domination, while simultaneously obeying my every whim and command. Must look excellent in sparkly spandex and cape, and be willing to provide your own knee-high boots, that meet all CSA guidelines with steal toe. Safety first people…safety first. Dramatic exits lose their chutzpa if you have to limp out due to a broken toe.
If you feel your skills and personality are enough to qualify you with a position within my plan of world domination, please contact me by whatever superpower ability you have, along with a detailed resume, skills matrix, and tape recording of your best evil cackle.
Your Truly,
McB, future SRU
SRU: Supreme Ruler of the Universe.
Long post but the weirdest is last
The consequences of our actions take hold of us quite indifferent to our claim that meanwhile we have "improved".- Nietzsche
*****
In an effort to be a bigger person to the ex who was such a jerk on the weekend, parading some girl in front of me (again HE….LEFT…ME, sooo WHYYY), I said to myself, “Self, what can you do to make yourself feel better” Do something nice for the selfish, narcissistic, narrow minded, spineless, poorly shaven, with bad social skills, bastard. He’s obviously got issues, so why not do something nice to warm that icy crust that has freeze-dried his miserable heart without expectations of anything in return. He may not appreciate it, may even think I’ve lost my mind and scoff at the gesture, but it doesn’t matter, because I did something nice for him.
Again, I have another conversation with myself. “Self, what can you do that would be a really nice gesture” Give him a copy of the picture I’m entering into competition, because he was there when I took it. The picture, in my opinion is a nice one, and holds sentimental value. (Scenic shot of mountains and pond) Printed it nice and big for him too.
So, I wrapped it up, and left it at his work to find later, with a note to “Pay it Forward” Have you ever seen that movie? The basic premise is to do something nice for someone and instead of a thank you, or a “pay it back”, you ask that they “Pay it Forward” I asked him to do that for someone who would least expect something nice from him. (That’s a wide berth…ha! ha!) I’ve decided that I’m going to do something nice for another human being (don’t necessarily have to know them) every week. If I can do more, I will. Doesn’t seem like much, but if each person passes on the sentiment, it just might spiral and send this miserable, far to conservative, clicky, stuck up, little government/university town, some humility, and maybe make it a nicer place to live.
*****
The next victim of my anti-karma campaign, is the girl at the corner store near my house. She is a mean, cranky bitch. She’s considerably overweight, severely obese comes to mind, and I often wonder if that’s what makes her so ornery. She actually gave me a lecture on returning movies on time the first time I rented a movie while she was working there. She had no way of knowing I had no intentions of returning it on time! I was late returning last weekends movie by two days, and yesterday I went to pay off the late fees, and rent another (a signature move of mine for the past 6 years at this corner store) and without any warning, no phone call or anything, I’m informed that my account has been deleted. The girl working has no idea how much I owe, but it can’t be too much with only two days late fees, and she’s not sure if I’ll be able to get my account back (she says this with a really apologetic look on her face) Anyways, I’m not entirely sure what I can do for Ornery-Girl, cuz baking cookies for her isn’t really a good idea, and I’m pretty sure she’d be insulted with a veggie tray or fruit basket or an offer for personal training. Any ideas?
*****
I have killed yet another electrical appliance….need clarification here? Here goes:
I cannot wear watches. They simply cease to work after being on or near my body for more than 12 hours. I was once able to get a watch last 2 weeks by wearing one that attaches like a key chain to the outside of my coat. My mother gave me a wind up watch she had gotten at the age of 17 when she graduated. About 30 years later, she had it refurbished and gave it to me for my graduation, still working. I wore it for one day and it’s never worked since. I feel REALLY bad about that. I have other stories I could regale you with but it would take all day. Needless to say, I have a watch graveyard at home.
It doesn’t end there though. Gets much better. I also kill microwaves, toasters and coffee makers. They just cease to work. I used to blow the fuse on my dads microwave every time I used it when I lived there years ago. I moved away, never happened again until I came for a visit and used it to heat something up. (They wont let me touch their new one) I’ve gone through more computers at work than any one else in the office, and I just recently killed my latest coffee maker. That’d be the second one this year. I don’t use them that often for that reason so it takes a bit longer for them to stop working. The photo printer (Big ASS Commercial-use Nuritsu printer) at work, stopped working yesterday after I used it and I’m now wondering if it was my fault.
Anyone ever heard of such a phenomenon? Is there a name for it? Something I can research? Do you think it has an affect on people as well as electronics? If it does, it would explain why guys feel intimidated by me and can’t really put a finger on why. I’m a total freak! If it was something visible, I could join a circus and live under the Big Top for the rest of my life. Maybe I could find someone more freakish than me to hook up with. If you know what this is, can you please let me know?
*****
In an effort to be a bigger person to the ex who was such a jerk on the weekend, parading some girl in front of me (again HE….LEFT…ME, sooo WHYYY), I said to myself, “Self, what can you do to make yourself feel better” Do something nice for the selfish, narcissistic, narrow minded, spineless, poorly shaven, with bad social skills, bastard. He’s obviously got issues, so why not do something nice to warm that icy crust that has freeze-dried his miserable heart without expectations of anything in return. He may not appreciate it, may even think I’ve lost my mind and scoff at the gesture, but it doesn’t matter, because I did something nice for him.
Again, I have another conversation with myself. “Self, what can you do that would be a really nice gesture” Give him a copy of the picture I’m entering into competition, because he was there when I took it. The picture, in my opinion is a nice one, and holds sentimental value. (Scenic shot of mountains and pond) Printed it nice and big for him too.
So, I wrapped it up, and left it at his work to find later, with a note to “Pay it Forward” Have you ever seen that movie? The basic premise is to do something nice for someone and instead of a thank you, or a “pay it back”, you ask that they “Pay it Forward” I asked him to do that for someone who would least expect something nice from him. (That’s a wide berth…ha! ha!) I’ve decided that I’m going to do something nice for another human being (don’t necessarily have to know them) every week. If I can do more, I will. Doesn’t seem like much, but if each person passes on the sentiment, it just might spiral and send this miserable, far to conservative, clicky, stuck up, little government/university town, some humility, and maybe make it a nicer place to live.
*****
The next victim of my anti-karma campaign, is the girl at the corner store near my house. She is a mean, cranky bitch. She’s considerably overweight, severely obese comes to mind, and I often wonder if that’s what makes her so ornery. She actually gave me a lecture on returning movies on time the first time I rented a movie while she was working there. She had no way of knowing I had no intentions of returning it on time! I was late returning last weekends movie by two days, and yesterday I went to pay off the late fees, and rent another (a signature move of mine for the past 6 years at this corner store) and without any warning, no phone call or anything, I’m informed that my account has been deleted. The girl working has no idea how much I owe, but it can’t be too much with only two days late fees, and she’s not sure if I’ll be able to get my account back (she says this with a really apologetic look on her face) Anyways, I’m not entirely sure what I can do for Ornery-Girl, cuz baking cookies for her isn’t really a good idea, and I’m pretty sure she’d be insulted with a veggie tray or fruit basket or an offer for personal training. Any ideas?
*****
I have killed yet another electrical appliance….need clarification here? Here goes:
I cannot wear watches. They simply cease to work after being on or near my body for more than 12 hours. I was once able to get a watch last 2 weeks by wearing one that attaches like a key chain to the outside of my coat. My mother gave me a wind up watch she had gotten at the age of 17 when she graduated. About 30 years later, she had it refurbished and gave it to me for my graduation, still working. I wore it for one day and it’s never worked since. I feel REALLY bad about that. I have other stories I could regale you with but it would take all day. Needless to say, I have a watch graveyard at home.
It doesn’t end there though. Gets much better. I also kill microwaves, toasters and coffee makers. They just cease to work. I used to blow the fuse on my dads microwave every time I used it when I lived there years ago. I moved away, never happened again until I came for a visit and used it to heat something up. (They wont let me touch their new one) I’ve gone through more computers at work than any one else in the office, and I just recently killed my latest coffee maker. That’d be the second one this year. I don’t use them that often for that reason so it takes a bit longer for them to stop working. The photo printer (Big ASS Commercial-use Nuritsu printer) at work, stopped working yesterday after I used it and I’m now wondering if it was my fault.
Anyone ever heard of such a phenomenon? Is there a name for it? Something I can research? Do you think it has an affect on people as well as electronics? If it does, it would explain why guys feel intimidated by me and can’t really put a finger on why. I’m a total freak! If it was something visible, I could join a circus and live under the Big Top for the rest of my life. Maybe I could find someone more freakish than me to hook up with. If you know what this is, can you please let me know?
More Karma FUCK FUCK FUCK
So….tired…can’t…function…ugh!
My parents dropped three 7 week old puppies at my house on Sunday. I had people that wanted them, but received no warning from the parents that they were ready for pick up, soooo, for two nights, until I was able to reach all interested parties, I have listened to them howl all niiiiggghhhhtttt…loooonnnngggg. That is now 3 nights in total, no sleep. That’s what I get for helping the family by finding new homes for their puppies. Just neuter the damn thing would ya?
A while back, I had some issues with a co-worker. He’s a bully and a jerk. He tried to bully me, he insulted everyone behind their backs, and “tattled” to the Major on a number of occasions about things that just were not true. I had filed a verbal complaint (with witness) a while back, and nothing changed. I had to work on another project with him, so I always made sure I had a witness and documented everything, to avoid any further harassment. He complained to the higher ups that I was not being cooperative. Last week, I was asked to put in writing, everything that has happened since this person began working, and all the dealings I’ve had with him. I did so. Thinking finally, retribution. Something will change, someone is taking notice that he is poisoning our work place. He was fired. Yup. F.I.R.E.D !! Hard to believe but fired. Do you have any idea how hard it is to get fired from the public service? There was other stuff that I am not being made aware of though. I was honest in my statement, even down played it a little to ensure that I appear rational and sane, and not like some crazed female, and this is man’s world here, and he gets fired, and my first though is “hey, that’s too bad, but you brought it on yourself”, and I’m thinking, Karma, it works…but NOOOOO. Guess what? I’m being investigated. Along with several other of my co-workers because this man, has made allegations about all of us, so legally, they have to investigate. Common…I’m not exactly scary. What a bastard! And to think I felt bad that he actually got fired. I just wanted him to stop being such a prick at the office.
Today, I was pulling into the parking lot at work after lunch at the gym, and I stop for a moment to let this other woman go by simply because she appeared to be in a hurry, and I was not, but for the record, I had the right of way. SHE STOLE MY PARKING SPOT. She watched me driving to it, turn on my blinker, and she actually revved her motor to get into it before me. I look over at her, in her new parking spot that used to be mine, and she’s laughing….WHAT A BEYATCH !! Who ARE you…are you even human?
Humanity has gone down the crapper. I’m half tempted to go with it, just to avoid any further back-splash, cuz it sure does suck from my end of the porcelain.
Foot Note: I have to say to all my fellow bloggers, that you are like a cyber-family. I can’t believe all the nice things you guys say, and wonderful words of encouragement. It really does warm me to the cockles of my heart which is deep inside my body. No sarcasm is meant here. I want to say thank you to all of you. Your great, you really are. And I send out my bestest wishes to all of you as I’m under the microscope at work, it is hard to get around to reading all of your blogs and be able to comment on them on a regular basis. I wish I had more time. Someday, I may break down and get the internet at home. Hell, I might go all out and get cable too. WOW! I could possibly enter the 21st century sometime soon.
Love to you all.
McB
My parents dropped three 7 week old puppies at my house on Sunday. I had people that wanted them, but received no warning from the parents that they were ready for pick up, soooo, for two nights, until I was able to reach all interested parties, I have listened to them howl all niiiiggghhhhtttt…loooonnnngggg. That is now 3 nights in total, no sleep. That’s what I get for helping the family by finding new homes for their puppies. Just neuter the damn thing would ya?
A while back, I had some issues with a co-worker. He’s a bully and a jerk. He tried to bully me, he insulted everyone behind their backs, and “tattled” to the Major on a number of occasions about things that just were not true. I had filed a verbal complaint (with witness) a while back, and nothing changed. I had to work on another project with him, so I always made sure I had a witness and documented everything, to avoid any further harassment. He complained to the higher ups that I was not being cooperative. Last week, I was asked to put in writing, everything that has happened since this person began working, and all the dealings I’ve had with him. I did so. Thinking finally, retribution. Something will change, someone is taking notice that he is poisoning our work place. He was fired. Yup. F.I.R.E.D !! Hard to believe but fired. Do you have any idea how hard it is to get fired from the public service? There was other stuff that I am not being made aware of though. I was honest in my statement, even down played it a little to ensure that I appear rational and sane, and not like some crazed female, and this is man’s world here, and he gets fired, and my first though is “hey, that’s too bad, but you brought it on yourself”, and I’m thinking, Karma, it works…but NOOOOO. Guess what? I’m being investigated. Along with several other of my co-workers because this man, has made allegations about all of us, so legally, they have to investigate. Common…I’m not exactly scary. What a bastard! And to think I felt bad that he actually got fired. I just wanted him to stop being such a prick at the office.
Today, I was pulling into the parking lot at work after lunch at the gym, and I stop for a moment to let this other woman go by simply because she appeared to be in a hurry, and I was not, but for the record, I had the right of way. SHE STOLE MY PARKING SPOT. She watched me driving to it, turn on my blinker, and she actually revved her motor to get into it before me. I look over at her, in her new parking spot that used to be mine, and she’s laughing….WHAT A BEYATCH !! Who ARE you…are you even human?
Humanity has gone down the crapper. I’m half tempted to go with it, just to avoid any further back-splash, cuz it sure does suck from my end of the porcelain.
Foot Note: I have to say to all my fellow bloggers, that you are like a cyber-family. I can’t believe all the nice things you guys say, and wonderful words of encouragement. It really does warm me to the cockles of my heart which is deep inside my body. No sarcasm is meant here. I want to say thank you to all of you. Your great, you really are. And I send out my bestest wishes to all of you as I’m under the microscope at work, it is hard to get around to reading all of your blogs and be able to comment on them on a regular basis. I wish I had more time. Someday, I may break down and get the internet at home. Hell, I might go all out and get cable too. WOW! I could possibly enter the 21st century sometime soon.
Love to you all.
McB
Karma
I mentioned it before, but I have this thing about Fate, or Karma or what-have-you. I always believed (aside from the childish wishing on stars) that if you treat people with kindness and love them, that they'll do and/or feel the same in return. Not so! I'm discusted with humanity right now. TOTALLY discusted.
I believed: if I loved my ex and treated him well, that he would do the same in return. Now that he is in "ex" status, I believed that I should still show some respect, not trash talk him, or in the case of where he contacted me through an internet dating site not realizing it was me, and not fuck with his head, as tempting as that may be. It's all about Karma right? It still bit me in the ass anyways, and I did nothing to provoke it. I went to the Harvest Jazz and Blues Fest on Saturday night, knowing he would most likely be there, but whatever…it’s over right? He’s there with a date and from out of no where, he appears from the crowd walking directly towards me, holding hands with some new girl(not more than 2 apples high WTF ???? ), and has to come within a whole foot of me to walk by. WHY do that? It was a big place, he could have gone any direction to get out of there, but nooooo, he has to walk right by holding some girls hand. It couldn’t have been accidental as I was standing with some friends in a really open area, but even if it was, he could have taken a different route after noticing me. Didn’t have to parade some new girl in front of me. HE…LEFT…ME, so why rub it in? What did I do? I loved him for 5 years, faithfully, no cheating, no lying, always caring, and supportive. I can understand doing that, if I had cheated, lied and then left him, why he would do such a thing, but it wasn’t like that. He tossed me like a hot potato at a time when I needed support more than anything, and now wants to hurt me more. I like to think I am a decent person and really don’t understand what I’ve done to deserve that. I seem to be carrying around a whole lot of bad karma these last few years, and I keep trying to figure out what I could have done to provoke it.
Another incident, same night… My friend E, gets dumped by her boyfriend one week earlier after 2 ½ years. Sometimes things just end…it was too bad, but none of the group held any ill-will towards him, he was just not dedicated to the relationship anymore. He showed up at the show, why I don’t know. He asked if we could talk, (to me), he’ll even buy me a drink, which in my already seriously drunken mind sounds like a good idea. He thinks I’m objective cuz I’m not as lodged into the friend-group as some of the others. (this is mostly cuz I have a daughter to raise and don’t have as much time to hang out, but they are all still very good friends of mine) So, I say whatever, sure…a drink sounds good. He hands me the drink-chip. No money, you buy the chip, bring the chip to the counter and pay with that. (and no, it’s not a potato chip, in case your wondering) While standing in the crowded line, I realize he’s hitting on me. He’s actually hitting on me, and wants to take me somewhere to be alone later on. Ummm DUDE…NOOO. You just broke up with, and subsequently broke the heart of one of my good friends. Are you a total moron? In a moment of glory, and sadly no one was there to witness it, I licked his drink chip, stuck it to his forehead, and told him (in my clearest drunk voice I could muster) “Dude, your on your own” and teetered away in my best drunken-strutt.
WHY WHY WHY can’t I meet someone who is not a jerk, is not only interested in sex (don’t get me wrong, I’m up for all the sex ya can get, at any time, and bring it on…but I have some morals and if there’s no relationship, there’s no sex) and/or is not hung up on an ex, or some other weird fucked-up-beyond-all-reason, there’s-really-no-explaining-how-you-managed-to-become-so-messed-up-in-the-head, I-have-no-idea-how-you-function-in-normal-society type of issue.
Sweet Mother of Pear, I’m back to whining and complaining again in my blog. I guess it’s just a good outlet for it. What can I say?? Sorry, trying to stay positive, but feeling a bit on the blue side these days, tired of being on my own...
McB-Out!
I believed: if I loved my ex and treated him well, that he would do the same in return. Now that he is in "ex" status, I believed that I should still show some respect, not trash talk him, or in the case of where he contacted me through an internet dating site not realizing it was me, and not fuck with his head, as tempting as that may be. It's all about Karma right? It still bit me in the ass anyways, and I did nothing to provoke it. I went to the Harvest Jazz and Blues Fest on Saturday night, knowing he would most likely be there, but whatever…it’s over right? He’s there with a date and from out of no where, he appears from the crowd walking directly towards me, holding hands with some new girl(not more than 2 apples high WTF ???? ), and has to come within a whole foot of me to walk by. WHY do that? It was a big place, he could have gone any direction to get out of there, but nooooo, he has to walk right by holding some girls hand. It couldn’t have been accidental as I was standing with some friends in a really open area, but even if it was, he could have taken a different route after noticing me. Didn’t have to parade some new girl in front of me. HE…LEFT…ME, so why rub it in? What did I do? I loved him for 5 years, faithfully, no cheating, no lying, always caring, and supportive. I can understand doing that, if I had cheated, lied and then left him, why he would do such a thing, but it wasn’t like that. He tossed me like a hot potato at a time when I needed support more than anything, and now wants to hurt me more. I like to think I am a decent person and really don’t understand what I’ve done to deserve that. I seem to be carrying around a whole lot of bad karma these last few years, and I keep trying to figure out what I could have done to provoke it.
Another incident, same night… My friend E, gets dumped by her boyfriend one week earlier after 2 ½ years. Sometimes things just end…it was too bad, but none of the group held any ill-will towards him, he was just not dedicated to the relationship anymore. He showed up at the show, why I don’t know. He asked if we could talk, (to me), he’ll even buy me a drink, which in my already seriously drunken mind sounds like a good idea. He thinks I’m objective cuz I’m not as lodged into the friend-group as some of the others. (this is mostly cuz I have a daughter to raise and don’t have as much time to hang out, but they are all still very good friends of mine) So, I say whatever, sure…a drink sounds good. He hands me the drink-chip. No money, you buy the chip, bring the chip to the counter and pay with that. (and no, it’s not a potato chip, in case your wondering) While standing in the crowded line, I realize he’s hitting on me. He’s actually hitting on me, and wants to take me somewhere to be alone later on. Ummm DUDE…NOOO. You just broke up with, and subsequently broke the heart of one of my good friends. Are you a total moron? In a moment of glory, and sadly no one was there to witness it, I licked his drink chip, stuck it to his forehead, and told him (in my clearest drunk voice I could muster) “Dude, your on your own” and teetered away in my best drunken-strutt.
WHY WHY WHY can’t I meet someone who is not a jerk, is not only interested in sex (don’t get me wrong, I’m up for all the sex ya can get, at any time, and bring it on…but I have some morals and if there’s no relationship, there’s no sex) and/or is not hung up on an ex, or some other weird fucked-up-beyond-all-reason, there’s-really-no-explaining-how-you-managed-to-become-so-messed-up-in-the-head, I-have-no-idea-how-you-function-in-normal-society type of issue.
Sweet Mother of Pear, I’m back to whining and complaining again in my blog. I guess it’s just a good outlet for it. What can I say?? Sorry, trying to stay positive, but feeling a bit on the blue side these days, tired of being on my own...
McB-Out!
Inspirational Assistance Required
Okay, so the annual DND photo contest has snuck up upon me once again, and whoa, me not being prepared as usual, now requires your creative genius to help me out. Here's what I need. I have six pictures to submit, as you will notice below. Judging is not based solely on the image alone, although I think it should be. Have a good title for the image is very important. A poorly named image could make or break your chances. My problem you ask? I have no idea what to call these. If you have any ideas, please post them in the comments. I'd be really greatful to any input you can give. I'll keep all of you posted on which ones I use and how I do in the contest.
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September 11, 2001
I sent out a mass email this morning asking friends, family and co-workers if they remember where they were on this date 5 years ago. Surprising how everyone remembered with such clarity. Here is some of the responses. You can tell by the answers that most remember not only their location but what was going on in their lives that all of a sudden became insignificant. Their still coming in, so I'll update this as they come in. So, where were all of you when this happened?
I was at UNB standing outside Head Hall when I overheard somebody talking about it. I rushed home for lunch so I could turn on CNN and find out if it was true.
I was unemployed after just getting "downsized" by the company that I quite possibly the worst decision of my life going to work for, and I was sitting up at Clark's Chevrolet dealership on Prospect sitting in the waiting room watching TV.
At work B159. Stopped work watched the boardcast all morning in the TV room (now Penney's Office)
I was returning to the picket line after a break and everyone was gone (there had been hundreds of people there half an hour earlier). A few people were still leaving and told me what happened. It seemed like it must be a huge hoax until I saw it on TV
I was at home getting ready to for classes at UNB when I saw the footage of the first tower being hit and then saw the second one get hit live on TV!! Unbelievable!! I stayed home the rest of the day to follow the coverage.
I was at work and our receptionist announced that a plane hit the World Trade Centre. I was so into what I was working on that it didn't really register. That was until the second plane hit and that changed my life forever. I now appreciate and understand freedom like never before and I have an acute awareness of my own mortality. I had dinner at the Windows on the World restaurant in the south tower months before, I can't help but think that some of the people who waited on me may have been there. What a blue day today. The weather seems similar to that dreadful morning 5 years ago...
In court with Mr. Justice Sirois....I was not on trial! (just in case your wondering) Just worked there.
I was called out of the shower by a friend to tell me what was happening... Then I had a job interview a couple of hours later... We were all distracted to say the least. (I did get the job).
Having been laid off from a great job exactly one week prior to the attack, I was in my former instructors office discussing potential job opportunities. We tried every news website we could (CNN, CBC, CTV, etc) to get information, but all sites were overwhelmed and net traffic was incredibly high, blocking our attempts to get any site. I rushed home and watched CNN for days on end. I didn't want to see it over and over again, but I couldn't stop watching. I guess I was hoping that eventually, at some level, I would understand why or how this could happen.....five years later I'm still hoping.
Heartfelt Letter
Dear Jim Nasium,
My name is McBlogger, and for several years now, I have been faithfully attending your establishment. I have always remained loyal and true, except for the brief hiatus I took post break up where I felt I needed some time to wallow in self-pity and took up smoking, pastries, Baily's, and B-rated horror movies, because who doesn’t love watching other people get hacked to little pieces by a machete-waving lunatic in the woods, while drunkenly shoving pastries into your face and chain smoking, when your feeling so hard done-by (or…er…uh, is that just me?)…but have since gotten back on track and now recognize the benefits of exercise in order to maintain, not only a healthy body but healthy mind.
I am writing because after so many years of faithful attendance, the only thanks I get is sore muscles, joints, and general aches and pains. What did I ever do to you? Remember the time I made such an effort to do walking lunges all the way around your soccer field-sized gym? What happened then..hmmm??? I had to use the handicapped stall to pee because it was the only stall with a handle and getting up and sitting down onto the toilet was just more pain than I could bare and I had no great desire to be found on the floor of a public crapper, with my pants around my ankles, and hoarse from calling out for help, an hour later.
Yesterday was the final straw. I followed the work out provided by your staff. I put forth my very best effort. Despite the fact that there were so many repetitions on some of the exercises, I still chose to use a heavier weight than I would normally have chosen, in effort to show you how much I appreciate what you’re trying to do for me. Today however, I am in pain. Pain in places that I have never felt pain before. ( I had no idea my biceps extended past the inside of my elbows, must review that Sharon, Lois and Bram song about the neck bone connected to the backbone…the backbone connected to the….you get the picture) I have no issues with sitting or standing. I have since gotten over the lunges and a good leg workout is no longer an issue. My arms on the other hand, are not doing so well. In fact, I have resorted to pulling my chimpanzee (Linus) from his current task of programming for me, in order to type this out with my dictation. He's really very good aside from his obvious lack of training in proper grammar and a bad attitude towards working in general. ("Aila is a bitch" - you can quote me on that, sincerely, Linus)
I am not sure if or when I will be able to forgive you for the pain and suffering you have caused me. I will attend your facility today and let you know. If, however, I find that I am not able to move tomorrow, I will be sending Linus in my place from now on and suing you for punitive damages along with my lawsuit to the local bakery for making such delicious pastries I simply couldn’t resist.
Your Truly,
McBlogger
My name is McBlogger, and for several years now, I have been faithfully attending your establishment. I have always remained loyal and true, except for the brief hiatus I took post break up where I felt I needed some time to wallow in self-pity and took up smoking, pastries, Baily's, and B-rated horror movies, because who doesn’t love watching other people get hacked to little pieces by a machete-waving lunatic in the woods, while drunkenly shoving pastries into your face and chain smoking, when your feeling so hard done-by (or…er…uh, is that just me?)…but have since gotten back on track and now recognize the benefits of exercise in order to maintain, not only a healthy body but healthy mind.
I am writing because after so many years of faithful attendance, the only thanks I get is sore muscles, joints, and general aches and pains. What did I ever do to you? Remember the time I made such an effort to do walking lunges all the way around your soccer field-sized gym? What happened then..hmmm??? I had to use the handicapped stall to pee because it was the only stall with a handle and getting up and sitting down onto the toilet was just more pain than I could bare and I had no great desire to be found on the floor of a public crapper, with my pants around my ankles, and hoarse from calling out for help, an hour later.
Yesterday was the final straw. I followed the work out provided by your staff. I put forth my very best effort. Despite the fact that there were so many repetitions on some of the exercises, I still chose to use a heavier weight than I would normally have chosen, in effort to show you how much I appreciate what you’re trying to do for me. Today however, I am in pain. Pain in places that I have never felt pain before. ( I had no idea my biceps extended past the inside of my elbows, must review that Sharon, Lois and Bram song about the neck bone connected to the backbone…the backbone connected to the….you get the picture) I have no issues with sitting or standing. I have since gotten over the lunges and a good leg workout is no longer an issue. My arms on the other hand, are not doing so well. In fact, I have resorted to pulling my chimpanzee (Linus) from his current task of programming for me, in order to type this out with my dictation. He's really very good aside from his obvious lack of training in proper grammar and a bad attitude towards working in general. ("Aila is a bitch" - you can quote me on that, sincerely, Linus)
I am not sure if or when I will be able to forgive you for the pain and suffering you have caused me. I will attend your facility today and let you know. If, however, I find that I am not able to move tomorrow, I will be sending Linus in my place from now on and suing you for punitive damages along with my lawsuit to the local bakery for making such delicious pastries I simply couldn’t resist.
Your Truly,
McBlogger
Life’s Wee Lessons Learned this Weekend
Two things are infinite: the universe and human stupidity; and I'm not sure about the universe.
-Albert Einstein
· Laundry is my nemesis. Unless you do it naked, you’ll always have more.
· If your risking life and limb on a mountain bike in the woods, you’ll do fine until you get off your bike and walk at which point you will have an unfortunate run-in with a tree stump and cut your knee all to hell. If anyone asks, I will lie. I was on my bike making a spectacular jump over a rogue possum or groundhog in an attempt to save it’s life.
· If you want to speak to someone you miss, you will never find them (D2 is leaving for Alberta on Sept 15, he’s joined the Infantry and is moving halfway across the country). Where the hell are you D2 ???
· If you are avoiding someone, they will always find a way to talk to you, even if it’s unintentional. (An ex from a ways back that I dated for 5 years, and he just kinda ditched me, the jerk, contacted me on a dating site last Thursday, not realizing it was me) The urge to be terribly naughty was overwhelming. I am very much proud of myself though. I maintained my moral highground and simply declined his offer of contact by stating that I'm sure he's a nice guy but I am simply not interested at this time, and good luck.
· Just because you believe it, and want it badly enough, the wishes you make on stars are not likely to come true, just cuz you made them, but oh how I wish they did.
· After a long weekend, the PSP staff (Fitness experts for the army at the gym) will always always make sure you make up for lost time, ALL at once. See today’s workout. I am makeup-less this aft due to shaking hands. Hell on wheels
· I am not a programmer. I was not trained as one, I never wanted to be one, and yet, here I am work…programming. Some fine quotes to follow that share my sentiments about programming. I have no idea who wrote them, but truer words were never spoken.
· The day you wear a warm outfit to work will be the day, "they" actually turn the air conditioning off.
-Albert Einstein
· Laundry is my nemesis. Unless you do it naked, you’ll always have more.
· If your risking life and limb on a mountain bike in the woods, you’ll do fine until you get off your bike and walk at which point you will have an unfortunate run-in with a tree stump and cut your knee all to hell. If anyone asks, I will lie. I was on my bike making a spectacular jump over a rogue possum or groundhog in an attempt to save it’s life.
· If you want to speak to someone you miss, you will never find them (D2 is leaving for Alberta on Sept 15, he’s joined the Infantry and is moving halfway across the country). Where the hell are you D2 ???
· If you are avoiding someone, they will always find a way to talk to you, even if it’s unintentional. (An ex from a ways back that I dated for 5 years, and he just kinda ditched me, the jerk, contacted me on a dating site last Thursday, not realizing it was me) The urge to be terribly naughty was overwhelming. I am very much proud of myself though. I maintained my moral highground and simply declined his offer of contact by stating that I'm sure he's a nice guy but I am simply not interested at this time, and good luck.
· Just because you believe it, and want it badly enough, the wishes you make on stars are not likely to come true, just cuz you made them, but oh how I wish they did.
· After a long weekend, the PSP staff (Fitness experts for the army at the gym) will always always make sure you make up for lost time, ALL at once. See today’s workout. I am makeup-less this aft due to shaking hands. Hell on wheels
· I am not a programmer. I was not trained as one, I never wanted to be one, and yet, here I am work…programming. Some fine quotes to follow that share my sentiments about programming. I have no idea who wrote them, but truer words were never spoken.
"Profanity is the one language that all programmers know."
"A computer lets you make more mistakes faster than any invention in human history-with the possible exceptions of handguns and tequila."
· The day you wear a warm outfit to work will be the day, "they" actually turn the air conditioning off.
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