"Give me a cat for every minute I am here"

When I awoke I got up and looked at the microwave. It was 5:01 am.

nicecanada

What do you do when you are minding your own buisness, writing, and suddenly someone sends you a "hello" on the msn. You look at your status and curse under you breath because you could have sworn you set your status to "Away."
It wouldn't be such a dilema but the person contacting you is a girl you had the unfortunate buisness of diluding yourself into thinking she was worthy of your friendship. But she turned out to be one of those flimsy crack whore types who think every male in the world must want only to sleep with them. It takes about all your restraint to not slap her in the face and say, "Wake up. You know what? Your are NOT Cameron Diaz. And even if you were, I never liked her anyway, so climb off your high horse."

If your like me, you just don't answer back. You hope maybe she will just think you are not there, and you forgot to turn your msn off before leaving. Because really, there is a bit of guilt because you want to be a good person and a forgiving one. And then you remember... actually it's more like an echo from somewhere in your past... and it seems to be screaming at you: "Fool me once shame on you. Fool me twice shame on me."

When you realize you have been fooled too many times by the same person, you begin to wonder if maybe they just ain't gonna change. And then it just seems like there is no point anymore.

Am I trying to talk myself out of guilt? Is this just one more attempt at justifying selfsihness?
You decide.

What Are We Thinking?

I had a thought for the suggestion box at work. I have had a few good ones since I started some four months ago, but I think this one beats all of them.
My idea is this.
I think that each employee should be given, in addition to their name tag, at least a three inch number to pin on their slleve. This number would identify their age.

The reaosn this would be a good idea is because it would present us "mature" employees from wasting our time flirting with the girls that are still in highschool.

I am a nice person, and I try to be nice to all the people who I work with, but I question at what point my nicemess is becoming flirtatious, and that concermns me with some of the girls that I suspect are still in highschool.

My ego is not that badly in need of stimulus that having a fifteen year old flirt with me is gonna make me cool, so I feel that if their ages were nicely labeled on their left arm, it would save me a lot of reasoning with myself that I am only being nice when I am clearly flirting and looking for that feeling ytou get when someone is flirting with you.
You see, if I knew their age, I would be discusted, and that would repel me from even remotely acknowledging them. Perhaps that is extreame, but the idea and cost of the alternative, almost makes it seem right.

And why stop at just my workplace. Perhaps I should send this idea to the liberal government. They seem quite eager to pass any bill that will piss the majority of canadians off.

a long way from MAUI

a year later! really?

Vacation starts... NOW... or is it ending?

The week went by way too quickly, but believe it or not, we accomplished at least as much as we set out to. Sixteen tracks in total, we laid down both drum tracks and bass tracks.
I left mad c-town on monday night and arrived in Vernon in time for a Dennys breakfast. Yep, just like the good old days. Or were they good?
Anyway, the french toast was good - lol

Had a blast with Mark and I am really stoked with how the tracks turned out. Left Friday evening with my niece who was in Vernon and made it back to the city in time for work on saturday.
As lovely as it would be to fall in the arms of sleep tonight, that isin't going to happen. A bit of a reuninion with some of the MAUI boys who, for soem unfathamable reason, chose to coem to the city for stampede week. HA HA, the very reaosn I want to get out of the city. They leave Sunday so this will be my only chance.

Monday it's off to Vancouver to see Billy Corgan!!


w/ Mark Bos in the Okanagan

meetings with strangers... the next day.

My good friend Stella Artois kept me company until the "gang" arrived. Turns out "the girl" was already there. She seemed kinda familiar, but then, most people do in this town.
Went fine enough. They seem easy enough to travel with, but then, who cares.

So today I went and met "the girl" again for drinks which turned into dinner which turned into a stroll before a movie (Bewitched) and then and evening tea. She seems nice. That's all I've got to say about it.

meetings with strangers

Tonight I shall be at the james Joyce meeting two strangers who, in just over a weeks time, I will be traveling with for an extended period of time as we pilgramage ourselves to Vancouver to see Billy Corgan.
In total, there will be four of us. I have known Jess for a few years but I have never met her boyfriend or this other person. A girl I am told.
uh... new people... not incredibly stoked about this, but whatever, it's all for Billy Corgan - haha. Should be ok.