November Blues

Well it may be the end of the month but thy finaly hit.

No update today, come back Thursday.

And I'll take any luck you wish to send for my exam tomorrow. Thx.

think DnD meets Monty Python....

See now this is why I'm never wntirely sure if it a good thing when I remember my dreams...
This was all about a witch war witha coven of aliens?
......
I think, there was a space ship involved. And apperently we could all shapechange, and did so to cause all sorts of Havek withthe alien coveners.
I really can't figure out why the 'leader' of the bag guys seems to make every one not wear pants.... Thought the general consencise inthe dream seemed to be that he was insane....

Sigh, something normal would be nice once in a while.

WTF!

Lucky Twinkle-Fairy?
LUCKY TWINKLE-FAIRY!?!?!?!

What the hell was santa smoking when he came up with THAT!!!

I guess the land lord gets to live a little longer, time to go do a Bun-Bun.....

Not impressed

This is not bode well.

Yesterday I got a call on my cell at about ten to four. I had just turned it on as the battery was dieing, so it was off all day. I took a while before I could figure out what was going on as they asked questions trying to figure out who they were speaking to. Turns out that it was the people who are supposed to replace my window, wanting to know if they could show up tomorrow around noon to install it.

Not a great amount of warning, not the warmest time of the year to do it, but at least it would be done. And at least I managed to inform my boss at work that I was going to have to miss the whole day tomorrow.

So I am up and here during the day, slept in a bit and did some work around here, and about one I get another call. It's them again checking if I was actual here. They had the wrong address. Ok, so they have my name, my phone number and someone else's addressee. Fine give them My address and about 2 they show up. Now The guy takes one look at my window and see a problem, So he pulls out a tape and measures the window.

The one they brought is too small. Not just a little, but a foot too small. So he has to head back to the office and find out what's going on. WTF.

So, basically I missed a day of work today for a window that is not going to be installed. And I'm going to have to miss another when it really does get installed......

Not good.
Not happy.
Bad landlord.

Winter Blues

Well, I happened to miss the bus when I went to leave for Class this morning, so I pulled out the bike and hopped on to head to the metro. This lead me to realize a small problem, Well no not the fact that I really need to put some air into the tires, or that I Really should do that more often to get back into shape for some real biking, though those are problems. No the problem that I realized is about Yule.

Some of you suspect where this is going, don’t spoil it for the others.

See it’s probably going to be here this year. At least for NC people it’s supposed to be.

Now normally, since I am to be attending a Yule vigil this year and my bike happens to be in riding shape. I would actually revive the Tradition of biking to the vigil in shorts, Thus proving my stupidi… ah, manhood. Or maybe insanity would be a better word.

How exactly am I supposed to bike to my own place?

I just can’t see how I’m to make this work. On a side note I now plan to bike to the metro and back every Weekday until the snow is at least ankle deep. It just won’t make up for the lack this winter festive season….

Man in moon may be Mayan

Found through The Daily Grail.

Man in moon may be Mayan

NOthing beats teh daily grail.
And it's good for novel ideas too...

grrrr

Well, That does it.
Now I'm getting a little pissed. One of the problems I have with this appartment is the hot water tap in the bath always runs. Constitly. You can not turn it off. I've mentioned it to the land lord. Nothings been done. And tonight there's no hot water, at all. I would like to take a shower.
I am not happy.
I am calling the land lord.
IF I don't like the responce? Well, I go see how well I live up to my nic.



I wonder if those explosives are still there.....

Oh for the love of.....

It has been a long week. I meant to post this on Friday, but came home from work and crashed HARD. I woke up 14 hours later to find I had missed the drumming circle I planned on attending, didn’t get the couple bits of work done I wanted and that the Cats were not happy the food bowl was empty. The week hasn’t been bad just long, and I really felt the need to gripe about something Thursday and Friday. Here goes.

Most people who know me know that I dislike my birthday, not because the day its self is bad or anything like that, but because of all the hoopla that surrounds it. St Patrick’s day has become for all intensive purposes the “national everybody get drunk” day. And we can easily tack on “and make a fool of your self” to that. Now I know some people may say that I’m just bitter because I lose a day to go have a party by the chance that my b-day falls on the biggest drinking day of the year, and Honestly if that were I’d simply declare another day of the year as the proxy date of birth. Nope it’s more that this seems to me to be more perpetuating the stereotype of the drunken Irishman.

Well I also just found out that there is an attempt to get may 14, declared national sex day in Canada, the purpose of which is to “put aside our differences and just have Sex”. Well first things first. Can we please ignore all the bad jokes and puns. Please. And while where at it, lets ignore the fact that about 2 million people die from aids every year, and that AIDS is only one of the many STDs out there, lets ignore the fact that that we in the west Live in one of the most sexually dysfunctional societies ever.

If we have a national getting drunk day and a notional sex day what are we supposed to do for fun the rest of the year? Checkers anyone?

OK, I have no idea If there trying to make this one a legal holiday like A certain beer company is attempting to make St. Patty’s day. And it is true that we do lag behind most other western countries in the number of paid holidays we have a year. But why would you want to create a day like this. If you really need to make another holiday why not make Remembrance Day a national paid holiday. ’Well Holidays are supposed to be happy days.’ Hello, Victoria Day weekend? What’s so happy about a dead Queens birthday?

Look, Remembrance day falls right around the time many other cultures celebrate a time to remember the past and those who have come before us, It is traditionally the time of the year to Reflect on the past and the lesions learned. And in this day of single parents and the loss of the near by extended Family, I think we could all use a day set aside where we’re expected to do nothing more than think about the people who helped create the world we have today, and to Reflect on our heritage and our past.

Here endith the griping.

Cont

Well I seem to have missed posting this weekend Mostly because I had No time to:

Saturday I taught Class, which amounted to exchanging Story of High school Troublemaking over Some very delicious Lemon Bread and than went off to meet up with people and head down to a Dinner party off Island, Well on a smaller island. That was a blast, Good food, Great company, and extremely entertaining.

Sunday I did some work around here getting ready for today, And than was off to spend the rest of the day, in the WI RPGing. Now that was interesting. To start off with We were Playing My friends twisted version of the starWars universe. Second it's really fun to be playing a former Corpsec (cop) and drug addict with an attitude problem and big mouth. And did I mention that he Blue?

Hey, playing the normal stuff is so missing the point.

Oh yah and third, How often does anyone get the chance to pilot a starfighter through the corridors of a cargo transport? Ok, ok, so it was only an A-wing, and the ship was as much Passenger liner as transport, and I was going up against ground troops, who didn't even know I was coming, but still. Unlike the last StarTrek movie this was funny.

As for today, I made good use of the fact that I had to sick around here instead of going to work today. I spent the day cleaning up around here and doing the things that have had to wait because I can't get them done at ten when I normally have the time. The place is really starting to look great. A couple of thing that I really need to deal with left, but it's ready for me to actually have people over now.

W00t

I have carpet now.

Approximate instalation time: 35 min.

they showed up right in the middle of the day.

FLAWLESS VICTORY..... My Zombie.

WOOT!

I happened to get the mark for my test back yesterday.

I think the title gives it away. 100% a perfect score. Well not a perfect exam apparently I over complicated my answers, and while the answer I gave were correct they weren’t the one’s he wanted. Not that I care all that much, I got a hundred. And I might not always have a geology Teacher teaching me statistics. And an easy marker at that.

I’m not sure what happened after that in class. I was awake and I was there. I was listening; I know I was, because I was paying attention. But I just couldn’t seem to understand anything. I herd the words, but my mind was just non-functional. I left class halfway through when I realized he’d covered two chapters and I’d not understood a thing. I think the teacher noticed.

On another good note, well mostly good note: I get the Carpet installed in the front room next Tuesday. However in order for this to be done I have to miss a day of work. Sigh. Oh well. And While I’m on the subject of work. The three Stooges get laid off as of Friday. One more hurdle out of the way concerning weither I am to be hired full time or not. Only three seasonals left two of whom may become permanent.

Umm on the Nano Front. I have no Idea what the blazes happened. Some how all the frantic energy found it’s way into everything except the novel. But than I plan on doing the majority of the writing on the weekend anyway.

Victory Dance

Pulled it off!
ta-da-ta-da-ta...
And they didn't suspect a thing.
Yes. I think it will take at least the rest of the week to come down from this high.

First off thanks to my lovely co-conspirators, with out whom it wouldn't have work out anywhere near as well. And of course thank you again to a Cat and an Owl, the main events. And those who showed up of course.

Honestly I figured we Blew it when they showed up before we were quite finished setting up the stuff they weren't supposed to see. But apparently not. And the part that worried me most ended up working out really well.
Great way to start the new year.

Back to the dancing now.
Woot!