Sunday, October 17, 2010
SHOUT.
Remember when you were a kid and you would watch those other kids throw wicked tantrums, rolling on the floor or kicking and breaking things, screaming and being utterly obnoxious? But you would never do that because you knew that the repercussions of throwing such a fit would be far greater than the reward of venting... even if you didn't know that throwing a fit was indeed, venting?
Well that's what I want to do right now.
Actually, by way of writing that out I've quite amused myself and no longer feel the need to do any of those things; not that I would really ever do it. Especially since I'm in my room and would only be ruining my own things.That's right, I'm in my room.
Turns out that not only was my laptop battery dead, which I already knew (and the new product is still located at UPS Etobicoke), but the outlet it was plugged into was sliding out of the wall and therefore not providing any kind of electricity to my laptop (which I now feel like I should name, I didn't realize how important she was to me).
I tried another outlet because I'm a sucker and got tricked into doing a grown man's work for him. Long story, but let me tell you... that will be our last date!! Pfff.. I'll show him.... right after his work is done.
..Which means I have to go, as it's due at noon, I work at 11am (please note I did work another 11.5hour day today) and I haven't started and have 113 pages to read. *sigh*
On an unrelated noted (which I have a lot of, not just on here either), you should read Salute Man's blog. Hilarious. and Poetic.
Well that's what I want to do right now.
Actually, by way of writing that out I've quite amused myself and no longer feel the need to do any of those things; not that I would really ever do it. Especially since I'm in my room and would only be ruining my own things.That's right, I'm in my room.
Turns out that not only was my laptop battery dead, which I already knew (and the new product is still located at UPS Etobicoke), but the outlet it was plugged into was sliding out of the wall and therefore not providing any kind of electricity to my laptop (which I now feel like I should name, I didn't realize how important she was to me).
I tried another outlet because I'm a sucker and got tricked into doing a grown man's work for him. Long story, but let me tell you... that will be our last date!! Pfff.. I'll show him.... right after his work is done.
..Which means I have to go, as it's due at noon, I work at 11am (please note I did work another 11.5hour day today) and I haven't started and have 113 pages to read. *sigh*
On an unrelated noted (which I have a lot of, not just on here either), you should read Salute Man's blog. Hilarious. and Poetic.
Friday, October 15, 2010
Welcome to my Ghetto
I apparently have a follower, or at least a regular reader; it's my mother. She emailed to let me know she likes my 'BLOG' (as she wrote) but I haven't written in a while.
SO. My dearest readers (hahahahaha.. I just thought of Julie & Julia and how when she wrote in her blog, she was talking to the readers. Funny.), I have been away from you because my computer died. The battery quit on my mid-agent search; I had my blog page open to let you know how it was going when my computer just shut-off. The battery was so dead that the computer just shut down. It couldn't even hold a charge to keep it working WHILE plugged in.
I ordered a battery (has to be from DELL the tricky bastards), and they are sending it by UPS. 1 week later UPS calls me to tell me that they have my package at their store in Etobicoke.
...Um I live in Toronto, not at your office; please deliver the package here.
Annoyed. Very annoyed.
And believe it or not, I don't just facebook and blog on that laptop; I read the news, listen to the radio, email my resumes all over the place, google random facts, look for inspiration, stalk celebrities, watch tv and facebook on there. Big deal.
I'm sneaking this blog in at work.
I cried at work today, because I'm at work and I dislike some of the people here. And I feel like cry is all I can do about it because I don't have a computer to continue my job search.
I have a new friend in town from Montreal. We are going to hustle next week finding a new agent as well. Well, maybe I will, IF I get that laptop battery from UPS (..bastards *sigh*) so I can email out my headshot to Staples so they can print it so I can hustle. Gah...
It's Ms. Jackelyn of all Trade's birthday party today. Which I almost forgot about because I had no facebook reminder (thank god I put it in my phone). Gotta go get a card after work. Love her.
aaaaannd. on an unrelated note, NIKO!!!!! youngest 55 year old man I've ever met ;) Love.
Gotta go. I'm at work.
SO. My dearest readers (hahahahaha.. I just thought of Julie & Julia and how when she wrote in her blog, she was talking to the readers. Funny.), I have been away from you because my computer died. The battery quit on my mid-agent search; I had my blog page open to let you know how it was going when my computer just shut-off. The battery was so dead that the computer just shut down. It couldn't even hold a charge to keep it working WHILE plugged in.
I ordered a battery (has to be from DELL the tricky bastards), and they are sending it by UPS. 1 week later UPS calls me to tell me that they have my package at their store in Etobicoke.
...Um I live in Toronto, not at your office; please deliver the package here.
Annoyed. Very annoyed.
And believe it or not, I don't just facebook and blog on that laptop; I read the news, listen to the radio, email my resumes all over the place, google random facts, look for inspiration, stalk celebrities, watch tv and facebook on there. Big deal.
I'm sneaking this blog in at work.
I cried at work today, because I'm at work and I dislike some of the people here. And I feel like cry is all I can do about it because I don't have a computer to continue my job search.
I have a new friend in town from Montreal. We are going to hustle next week finding a new agent as well. Well, maybe I will, IF I get that laptop battery from UPS (..bastards *sigh*) so I can email out my headshot to Staples so they can print it so I can hustle. Gah...
It's Ms. Jackelyn of all Trade's birthday party today. Which I almost forgot about because I had no facebook reminder (thank god I put it in my phone). Gotta go get a card after work. Love her.
aaaaannd. on an unrelated note, NIKO!!!!! youngest 55 year old man I've ever met ;) Love.
Gotta go. I'm at work.
Thursday, October 7, 2010
Social committee
So I says to them I says, Mind if I start a social committee and they says sure but you have to start it and you get no budget and I thinks but i said i'd start it... and can't i even have a float? you do spend $800 bones a month on pizza that no one really wants... give me a float from that.
24 hours later I propose... Food Drive!!! Oct 15th -17th with all the details, including numbers, the food bank, hunger stats and already listed staff volunteers- 15 minutes of work (please drop off donations to the Thompson Hotel Concierge Desk). and she said i hope you're not planning on using work time for this.
First of all! Is that what you think of me and this?! 997,000 hungry Torontonians and you're worried about MY time commitment on a dime that isn't even yours!?Also. I had to send the proposition via work email because "social emailing" isn't acceptable and 2nd, obviously good people doing good charity find their own time to volunteer (jackass).
Unrelated.
Yesterday i was getting ready to go back to work (sometimes i literally spend more time at work than i do outside of work) and a great song came on the radio (Club can't handle me) and since i had a minute i had a dance party in my room.
Epic Fail. I started to cry...
The last time I remember doing something just for me that made me happy with no other consequence to me was so long ago that the memory isn't vivid.
I have a job I don't mind that has nothing to do with the education I have and the masters I want to obtain. My bosses, for an intricate part are idiots with goals and no plans. My family is at least 1 hour away. I work 50 hours a week at one job and 7 at the other, all hours opposite to most humans. My agent sucks; legitimized by the fact that a producer called me to tell me that my agent refuses to answer emails and calls for a job I already worked.
it's not right.
but if i may, i could be in a water leaked boat in the middle of some body of water with no paddle and i would never ever give up; cause ain't no one else gonna fight for me as hard as i will.
Gentle reminder; there is no awesome without me.
24 hours later I propose... Food Drive!!! Oct 15th -17th with all the details, including numbers, the food bank, hunger stats and already listed staff volunteers- 15 minutes of work (please drop off donations to the Thompson Hotel Concierge Desk). and she said i hope you're not planning on using work time for this.
First of all! Is that what you think of me and this?! 997,000 hungry Torontonians and you're worried about MY time commitment on a dime that isn't even yours!?Also. I had to send the proposition via work email because "social emailing" isn't acceptable and 2nd, obviously good people doing good charity find their own time to volunteer (jackass).
Unrelated.
Yesterday i was getting ready to go back to work (sometimes i literally spend more time at work than i do outside of work) and a great song came on the radio (Club can't handle me) and since i had a minute i had a dance party in my room.
Epic Fail. I started to cry...
The last time I remember doing something just for me that made me happy with no other consequence to me was so long ago that the memory isn't vivid.
I have a job I don't mind that has nothing to do with the education I have and the masters I want to obtain. My bosses, for an intricate part are idiots with goals and no plans. My family is at least 1 hour away. I work 50 hours a week at one job and 7 at the other, all hours opposite to most humans. My agent sucks; legitimized by the fact that a producer called me to tell me that my agent refuses to answer emails and calls for a job I already worked.
it's not right.
but if i may, i could be in a water leaked boat in the middle of some body of water with no paddle and i would never ever give up; cause ain't no one else gonna fight for me as hard as i will.
Gentle reminder; there is no awesome without me.
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
There is what a appears to be a sweaty finger print mark at the head of my bed, on the wall; likely from an intense session... but lord knows that I haven't had sex in an eternity so it isn't from me!
...it's actually from a huge spider I was forced to kill just now. Spider guts. Oooohhh the excitement of apt 403, bedroom two.
...it's actually from a huge spider I was forced to kill just now. Spider guts. Oooohhh the excitement of apt 403, bedroom two.
Monday, October 4, 2010
If a tree falls in the woods...?
Since there is no way of tracking this bad boys readers, I want to treat it a wee bit more like a journal and just say whatever. But on that off chance...
Friday, October 1, 2010
Crime Scene
Sexy-phone-voice-male-nurse-Ed came over on behalf of my life insurance company to get some blood and urine. He was an early fifties chubby single man; disappointing. haha.
He made me pee in a jar which took FOREVER because I didn't have to pee... He also took that small bit of pee and poured it into two tiny lided beakers and I suppose dumped the rest.
He didn't even use the washroom and he left the seat up.
He made me pee in a jar which took FOREVER because I didn't have to pee... He also took that small bit of pee and poured it into two tiny lided beakers and I suppose dumped the rest.
He didn't even use the washroom and he left the seat up.
Sexy-phone-voice-male-nurse-Ed left. And left a drop of blood on he dining area floor. WHOA! You come into my house with that hot voice, 20 years older than I'd hoped you'd be, forcing me to chug water for your beakers and you leave a piece of me on the floor?!
We are fighting.
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