tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-53329552011-04-21T22:22:04.539-03:00strange and beautiful"We like someone because. We love someone although." - Henri De Montherlant Losthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comBlogger1461100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1130243725884714212005-10-25T09:34:00.000-03:002005-10-25T09:35:25.890-03:00Hello! It's been a while since I signed into this thing. I'm just stopping by. Hi to anyone that might stop by.Losthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1105384558402009902005-01-10T15:15:00.000-04:002005-01-10T15:15:58.403-04:00One day while we were in Washington we went to the beach, and while driving we saw signs that said Tsunami Evacuation Route. We laughed thinking "When do they ever get tsunamis?" Well, now it's not so funny anymore. They say the death toll is up to 150,000 people. Killed by water! My cousin was there on vacation. The night before there was a wedding in the hotel next to hers. She isn't Losthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1103985782812343922004-12-25T10:38:00.000-04:002004-12-25T10:43:02.813-04:00Every time I log in here it says I made 133 posts. Shouldn't that number change? Oh well. It's Christmas, but it seems most people don't have the Christmas spirit this year, including myself. We got some snow afterall, but that doesn't help a lot. So watch Christmas movies and play Christmas songs and it helps a bit. We didn't put a tree up this year or decorate, or even wrap presents (Losthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1100986975832403802004-11-20T17:41:00.000-04:002004-11-20T17:42:55.833-04:00I read Cosmo cuz it fills time and there's always something interesting or funny to read. But I hate when they tell people how to think and feel. Like the copy I've got now, when you break up with a guy and you want to sit in a corner by yourself for a couple weeks, it's bad and you should not do that. But on the other end of it, don't be a big socialite, cuz that's escapism. Can't anyone feel Losthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1100502939092675872004-11-15T03:11:00.000-04:002004-11-15T03:15:39.093-04:00I'm not sure I should continue writing here. I don't like the whole world knowing what's going on around me, which lead me to livejournal, which I love and update often. I love being able to limit my audience. I only have to share what I want to share. But who knows.Losthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1100226660156511122004-11-11T22:28:00.000-04:002004-11-11T22:31:00.156-04:00Going home soon!! I can't wait. It kinda sucks tho how I get home in the early morning one day and I'm supposed to start work the next. I think it's kinda dumb. It's not like we were only gone a week, it'll be 2 months at that time. I'll have to work Mon-Fri, have Sat off, fly Sun and Mon, and work Tues? I dunno. I just don't like it. I asked long ago if we could have the day we get home Losthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1099336316899194032004-11-01T15:07:00.000-04:002004-11-01T15:11:56.900-04:00Well, yesterday we went to the Pacific Ocean. It actually does look different. The waves are more plentiful. Took some cool pics, and I'll upload them later. I don't have frontpage installed anywhere so the layout of my page will change quite a bit for the new pictures. Everything is going well here. We finally found a dollar store, and it was really nice. I got three scrapbooks for a Losthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1098491307853996632004-10-22T21:19:00.000-03:002004-10-22T21:28:27.853-03:00I dunno if blogger looks different because it's different.. or cuz I'm on a mac. Either way, it's different. My PC is soooo slow that I'd rather not use it so here I am. Seattle is still going well. Got a little too drunk last weekend, but I don't remember most of it so it's not so bad. Time goes by a lot different here. It seems like I've been here for so long already. I wouldn't mind Losthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1097708893355419962004-10-13T20:04:00.000-03:002004-10-13T20:08:13.356-03:00For any Frenchies out there, this is a cool song: http://www.comnet.ca/~rg/ch_l003.htm. I translated it online and the friggin thing butchered it. My favorite part would have to be "Pour qu'il y ait une meillure temps, il faut toujours quelques perdants." It's true.
Losthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1097517279305122372004-10-11T14:46:00.000-03:002004-10-11T14:54:39.306-03:00Seattle is so beautiful! And the people are super nice, as nice as the folks back home actually. I was expecting a less friendly city so my expectations were totally wrong. I love the place we're staying at. Everything is so clean and pretty here, it's awesome. We've done some sightseeing, there's a lot to see here. We totally look like the tourists we laugh at back home, but I don't reallyLosthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1096551415275827082004-09-30T10:29:00.000-03:002004-09-30T10:36:55.276-03:00Tomorrow is my last full day before I head to Seattle. I think that is CRAZY. I fly to Halifax Saturday night and stay there overnight. We fly to Boston at 6:25am the next day and then get on our Seattle bound plane. Yay. We'll get there just after noon so we'll have some time to explore a bit. It's going to be really fun! I'm going to miss everyone though. I don't get back til December 20. Losthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1095993275887636472004-09-23T23:28:00.000-03:002004-09-23T23:35:10.480-03:00Sooo.. I'm going to Seattle! I hope it's fun. Nine days away. Maybe I'll get to see the other ocean. I know it's going to be just like the Atlantic but hey it's a good road trip. I just wish I knew more details about the trip. I'll be there for 3 weeks... or 3 months... or somewhere in between. Ahh. And I need a suitcase...
Losthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1095311272033212422004-09-16T02:02:00.000-03:002004-09-16T02:07:52.033-03:00I was at the kitchen sink today washing something and I looked up at my window sill. And there were those long matches, you know that you ignite propane tanks with when you barbeque. They were just those dollar store brand. I read the label and it said "safety matches" which is not exactly uncommon. But what the hell is so safe about them? If my house is burning down I don't think "get the Losthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1094998526156462192004-09-12T10:48:00.000-03:002004-09-12T11:20:00.333-03:00I got my fortune told yesterday. It was really interesting. For about an hour and 20 minutes it cost $20. Not bad. It was done all with playing cards from the casino. She said I should quit my job immediately. Hah. I'm not going to win the lotto. So I guess I can't exactly quit work today. But apparently someone is supposed to tell me of an amazing job that I will get and not be able to believe Losthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1094496307030124222004-09-06T15:41:00.000-03:002004-09-06T15:45:07.030-03:00Ahhh.. my own room once again! It's very nice. I can't wait to make it my own space. I want to paint the walls, and decorate it. I want a room that I can bring friends into and have it be private. It also has to serve as a bedroom for anyone that needs it. I want the lava lamps in it. I want to set up our other fish tank. And I want a table to play board games or anything on. And a small TV wouldLosthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1093610998838436082004-08-27T09:28:00.000-03:002004-08-27T09:49:58.836-03:00Ahh payday Friday. It's a bit less pay though :( Next pay day will be even less. I hate it. 2 bucks an hour makes a difference. I am going shopping today though. We're finally going to start turning our house into a home. We've got to get some paint, a medicine cabinet, and a new shower curtain. We might even get a new futon, for our guest room/computer room/living room. I've got to go in for Losthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1093029465646335802004-08-20T16:12:00.000-03:002004-08-20T16:17:45.646-03:00I'm really tired of all the lies. I can deal with the truth, if it's told to me. To constantly set expectations and constantly break them is very rough on someone, no matter who they are. For a company who prides itself on providing great customer service you would think they would know a thing or two on how to treat people nicely, and with respect.
Losthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1092699719391369002004-08-16T20:37:00.000-03:002004-08-16T20:41:59.390-03:00The chilli turned out great. And the recipe made a TON of it. I took some to my parents' place and they liked it as well. I will probably be making that again sometime. In other news, I had my interview today for senior on XP. I really hate interviews, but I made it out alive. The results should be in tomorrow, with a shift bid on Wednesday. Hopefully the 4 suckers below me get chosen, as well asLosthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1092492507413115732004-08-14T11:02:00.000-03:002004-08-14T11:08:27.416-03:00Tomorrow will be my first attempt ever at making chilli. I've never liked it before because I don't eat beef, and then my friend Amber made some one day that was veggie style. It's made with something called Texturized Vegetable Protein (TVP). What it is I'm not quite sure, but I know that the overall outcome tasted good. So I went to Sobey's this morning and picked up all the ingredients. It Losthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1091893542403174722004-08-07T12:39:00.000-03:002004-08-07T12:45:42.403-03:00So work is not getting any better. Every once in a while I really hate it but it always comes back. So I finally did something about it. I applied at Convergys as an assistant for the recruiting department. It's a job that doesn't really rquired my brain, but I think that's what I'm looking for right now. They don't seem like stressful jobs and that would be great. It didn't mention what the pay Losthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1091481268056790272004-08-02T18:06:00.000-03:002004-08-02T18:14:28.056-03:00How bout that Aliant strike? I've seen more commercials for Aliant since the strike started than I ever did before. How retarded is that?? I was at the casino yesterday and got an activity booklet for Action week and Aliant is hosting some two day tennis tournament. I mean, come on. I don't even know how long it's been going on for now, but it's been a very long time. The workers are supposedly Losthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1091120758393520852004-07-29T13:58:00.000-03:002004-07-29T14:05:58.393-03:00I had an awesome time away. It was nice to be up in the mountains again. The scenery was gorgeous as always. We went to places I haven't been to before. I'm super glad that Shawn was able to drive this year because I really wanted to take in the view. Plus, there's that whole Smokey thing that I really hate. We weren't so lucky this year at fishing tho. Out of the four of us we were only able to Losthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1090165872333893222004-07-18T12:17:00.000-03:002004-07-18T12:51:12.333-03:00I want to redecorate decorate this place. I'm tired of everything being white. It's hard to think of colors though. I found a site called the Paint Café that sorts colors for you so you can see what goes together and what doesn't. I like the Al Fresco colors. It's really neat. I can't wait to have a super ducky bathroom. Hah! I just bought new anti slip in the tub thinks in rubber duck style, as Losthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1090071812747955282004-07-17T10:35:00.000-03:002004-07-17T10:43:32.746-03:00I had a little bit too much fun the other day. So much fun that it burned. But the lotion is helping, a little bit. At least I don't look like a lobster anymore. It was funny how everyone at work had a comment like "did you get a burn?" or "wow you're red." I was like "no kidding." I mean after you hear one stupid comment you've heard them all.
I can't wait til next weekend when I go to Cape Losthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1089737903693272082004-07-13T13:51:00.000-03:002004-07-13T13:58:23.693-03:00Sometimes I hate this job, and sometimes I realllllllllly hate this job. Last night fell under the later category. I wanted to early out before I even went to lunch. I had a big headache and a sore ankle for about a week now. But noooooo I stayed. Then at 1am, which is when I'm off, I asked if I could go home since I close the queue every day that I work. But no, I had to stay. Til after 2. Losthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1089464853666971692004-07-10T10:02:00.000-03:002004-07-10T10:07:33.666-03:00So I got on the new contract. I'm not sure if that is good or bad. I'm really happy to know that I won't be on the floor for a bit while I'm in training. But there's so many things that I don't know, like will my pay be afected, or did I just demote myself. But whatever happens, it's going to be more of a challenge than the everyday of dialup internet.
Not a lot new around here. I had lobster Losthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1089128543344868222004-07-06T12:31:00.000-03:002004-07-06T12:42:23.343-03:00I'd like to say that I'm always up for change, and for the most part I am. But, this new change at work I don't really like. We're all mixed up now, and there's a lot of people that I don't know. And they don't know my. Yesterday was my first day there and already someone went behind my back and did something other than when I told them to do. I'm sorry if you have to do your job and not pass it Losthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1088576593207297572004-06-30T03:15:00.000-03:002004-07-10T10:08:00.216-03:00A lot of people who once hopped on the blog train have been derailing. I'm not particularly sad to see any of them go, but it seems like blogging went out of fashion or something. There were times when I didn't want to write anymore, but it gives me something to do, and I enjoy it. So farewell to all the others who have stopped updating. And to some, good riddance.
I've been rediscovering latelyLosthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1088440904592373312004-06-28T13:32:00.000-03:002004-06-28T13:41:44.593-03:00It's days like yesterday that make me so glad I'm living here. First we went visiting a few people to see how they were feeling after the night of drinking. Of course Mr. Bachelor was pretty sick, so we didn't stay too long. I'd hate to be him at work today. Then we took the dogs to the beach. We always have fun there. I got to take them in the water. I can't wait til the water warms up a bit andLosthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1088290141678561122004-06-26T19:41:00.000-03:002004-06-26T19:49:01.676-03:00I started a new blog over at livejournal. I don't want it to replace this one, but I like it because I can choose who gets to see what posts. I doubt I will ever use it as a page I encourage people to go to, but I do post to it and will more than likely continue to do so. I can't write what I want to write here because of the lack of anonymity and I don't want everyone knowing what really goes onLosthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1087957876088511792004-06-22T22:28:00.000-03:002004-06-22T23:31:16.090-03:00Man I am tired. My first day back to work. Ugh. It was kinda crazy, people asking me to reset logins, put in tickets to fix computers and getting paper out of photocopiers. It was interesting anyway, way better than being bored. But still, my head was doing a million things at the same time. Now my back is sore, and my knees, and my feet. I'm not used to walking around my whole shift anymore. Losthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1087528830296655002004-06-18T00:16:00.000-03:002004-06-18T00:20:30.296-03:00I'm addicted to www.gmailswap.com. So far, I've traded for pictures from Argentina, a sympathetic ear, postcards from across the US, and a friendship. Nothing major, but pretty neat. I can't believe how often that site is updated!! So many people are trying to get an account, and I can't even find a friend who wants one!
Not a lot new going on. Training is so l o n g. I'm so bored there. Losthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1087231512128345012004-06-14T13:38:00.000-03:002004-06-14T13:45:12.126-03:00Ahh my first day of training. I'm excited to be bored. Not. I'm not mad that I have to go though, I'm happy that I only have to work 2.25 days this week and get paid for 40 hours. And my day starts an hour and half later and ends an hour earlier than my regular 10 hour shift. Yay. It's going to be great for however long it lasts.Losthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1086724766553994412004-06-08T16:48:00.000-03:002004-06-08T16:59:26.553-03:00It's Hex's first birthday today, and in the spirit of birthdays he got some beggin' strips and pig ears to share with his baby brother. He loved it although he doesn't know why he got it. The dog next door came over to celebrate as well, but wasn't so keen on the fake bacon. He seems to be coming over more and more often, I think he enjoys the attention.
Last night was fun. It was filled with Losthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1086455152684883252004-06-05T13:40:00.000-03:002004-06-05T14:05:52.683-03:00Ahh.. what a week. Someone hit my car and drove off. Not much damage, and I wouldn't have made them pay or anything if they owned up to it, but they didn't, so we reported it. Then I had to get the car fixed for an unrelated problem. My supervisor lied to my face. Maybe she doesn't know what return receipts are in e-mail, but when they come it means it was read, but she denied it anyway. My pay Losthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1086140278314393892004-06-01T22:29:00.000-03:002004-06-01T22:37:58.313-03:00*sigh* It's great in theory to get paid to do nothing, but I live in reality, and in reality it's BORING. I've been sitting here forever. Listening to a burnt cd that I had to sneak in the building, and surfing my way around the internet. It's making me go a little crazy. There's people here to talk to, but there is only so many things you can talk about with people you don't really know. I Losthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1085843139150601472004-05-29T11:55:00.000-03:002004-05-29T12:05:39.150-03:00Ahh.. so dial is gone. The building will be so empty now. Last night after their queue closed it was sooooo slow. I answered 4 questions after 7pm. It was good, but realllllly boring. I started reading a blog I'm to review. Listened to some tunes. It was good. I could have had VTO, but I stuck it out so I can get paid or something. I headed over to the event after work, briefly, to find Shawn andLosthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1085591042301883202004-05-26T14:03:00.000-03:002004-05-26T14:04:02.300-03:00A dream is a wish your heart makes
When you're fast asleep
In dreams you lose your heartaches
Whatever you wish for, you keep
Have faith in your dreams and someday
Your rainbow will come smiling thru
No matter how your heart is grieving
If you keep on believing
the dream that you wish will come trueLosthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1085460803616029692004-05-25T01:43:00.000-03:002004-05-25T01:56:03.980-03:00Thoroughly Antisocial
You think people suck and that they are fairly stupid. You avoid large social gatherings like the plague. Maybe you tolerate a friend if they drop by to say hi. Congratulations, we might like you
How
antisocial are you?
Losthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1085410637999160642004-05-24T11:48:00.000-03:002004-05-24T11:57:18.000-03:00We have a whole new living room now, compliments of Shawn's mother who just sold her house. It's so much nicer than the old stuff. We have a piano now! I'm going to learn how to play. I used to know how to play a little, but that's almost all gone now, so I'm learning all over again. Nothing really new is going on, surprise, surprise. I'm tired of working and can't wait til it's all over and doneLosthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1085119619787312712004-05-21T03:04:00.000-03:002004-05-21T03:06:59.786-03:00Hmm.. ever go to a random url? Well, somewhat random anyway. I was visiting blogspot sites. I first went to http://sad.blogspot.com. The first two sentences got me thinking, but I didn't know the answer. So then I checked out http://angry.blogspot.com which had some interesting reads. So then I was trying to think of other emotions, so I went to http://happy.blogspot.com which does not exist. I Losthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1085033183631236442004-05-20T03:04:00.000-03:002004-05-20T03:06:23.630-03:00I started this blog so I could write whatever I was feeling. It was anonymous, which made it easy. Now it's not anonymous, and I don't write anything I'm feeling. And I didn't tell anyone what I'm feeling, so it's stuck inside me and it sucks.Losthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1084889018178644242004-05-18T10:53:00.000-03:002004-05-18T11:03:38.176-03:00What a long week that just finished. 50 hours is a bit too much. I was disappointed that my 2 days off didn't come with sunny skies. It's sunny today, but I have to go to work. So, with my other day off being tomorrow, it better last. I woke up early today, so maybe I can fill it with more than just work. I don't know about everyone else, but I can't wait until our contract is up. Whether we get Losthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1084547812378908502004-05-14T12:00:00.000-03:002004-05-14T12:16:52.376-03:00I really hope we get a summer vacation. I'm super tired! Last week I only worked 25 hours.. so this week I'm gettin over 50. Only 20 more to go... ugh. I feel like I have no life at all when I'm working. By the time I wake up I only have an hour before I have to get ready for work. And after work I can only stay awake for a couple hours. I can't wait for my days off to come! I like 10 hour shiftsLosthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1084196514188728872004-05-10T10:20:00.000-03:002004-05-10T10:41:54.186-03:00It's such a gorgeous day out! I hope I get to take the pups to the beach. I love watching them run around and play in the water. When summer comes I hope we go more often. Can't wait to take them camping! I don't know what my plans are today, but I hope I do something....
I was looking at my brother's website, and he's got beautiful pictures of his cat up. Take a look at www.carletondrive.com Losthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1083259156570334062004-04-29T14:19:00.000-03:002004-04-29T14:22:22.733-03:00If someone does something wrong, and you notice, why are you the bad person for pointing it out? Why are you supposed to protect someone's wrongdoings? I see things at work being done that goes against my values as well as the company's, but do I want to be the complainer? No. I don't want to be the one that people hate. But I do my job. I might not like it, but I do it because I get paid. I hateLosthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1083163653690406502004-04-28T11:47:00.000-03:002004-04-28T11:50:38.373-03:00Today is mine and Shawn's two year anniversary. Saturday we're going out for dinner at the Peking. Mmmm. They make some good food there. Next week we're having a big bash with possibly too many people coming. It's always a good time though. Oooh and a fantasia party right before it.. so we can learn how to take advantage of the drunken men!
I hate waiting! I wrote the office skills test for the Losthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1082468875531174802004-04-20T10:47:00.000-03:002004-04-20T10:50:52.140-03:00Ahhh.. the flu. How I hate it. I'm tired but can't sleep. I'm glad my headache has calmed down cuz that sucked a lot. I have work today too. I tried yesterday to get it off but was given that whole 24 hour rule crap. To book a day off you have to go online, and it has to be a day you are working or it won't work. Therefore, I would have had to have known on Friday that I was going to be sick on Losthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1081864321323345732004-04-13T10:52:00.000-03:002004-04-13T10:54:50.810-03:00Not a lot new to report. A guy at work died in a car crash. I knew him, but not really well. It's still hard to walk by his desk and read the nice things people wrote on the balloons. I couldn't read the e-mails about him because I didn't want to cry at work. There's something about not knowing a guy as well as others that makes you feel unjustified in crying. We now have another person living Losthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1080323767027610152004-03-26T13:56:00.000-04:002004-03-26T13:58:39.390-04:00I hate everything lately, and I don't quite know how to change that. I feel like staying home all the time and not doing anything. Of course, I don't do that because then I'll really hate everything, but the feeling is still there. I don't show up to a lot of classes, I hate going to work every day, and even social events don't interest me. Last night I came home and just wanted some alcohol, Losthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1079449371643437942004-03-16T11:02:00.000-04:002004-03-16T11:05:13.840-04:00I can't wait til school is over. I want out so bad. This whole go to school and work full time thing really sucks. I'm too tired all the time and have absolutely no motivation to go to class. I don't want to quit, but I doubt I'll be doing both work and school again.Losthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1078860194520406332004-03-09T15:23:00.000-04:002004-03-09T15:25:29.700-04:00I started Curves on Monday. Everything went through fine. They say it takes about a month before I will notice a difference. I hope it's true. I'm locked in for twelve months so that's a lot of difference I want to see, physically anyway.
For anyone who has a digital camera you must go to www.walmartphotocenter.ca and get some pictures developed. For a 4x6 it's only a quarter when you send the Losthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1078334163865264582004-03-03T13:16:00.000-04:002004-03-03T13:18:12.983-04:00I watch a lot of shows lately that are sporting makeovers for people. I was thinking how I'd like to be on one of those shows and change some things about myself. What are the chances of that? Probably not enough to dream on, so I'm doing it myself. It all started Monday when I cut off all my hair for a fresh look. Until now, I've had the same hair style (if you can call it that) for as long as ILosthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1077990142670994302004-02-28T13:42:00.000-04:002004-02-28T13:44:27.436-04:00Cape Breton Post's Letter to the Editor
To give up place is to pound a nail in its coffin
I live in a place like yours. Most of us live in the same way: we get up, we work, we eat, and we sleep. The meaning is defined by the people and surroundings: our place.
Three years now, my days have been plagued with worry and fear. You see, my place is dying a slow, painful death. I can hear you say: "Losthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1076431275255737222004-02-10T12:41:00.000-04:002004-02-10T12:43:01.936-04:00I started trying to talk to my friends that I've lost contact with. They were only an instant message away, but when you don't know what goes on in someone's life for so long it's hard to know where to pick up again. Things are going well. I don't have a lot of time to hang out with anyone while I'm doing school and work, so hopefully when I'm only doing one of the two I'll be able to see Losthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1076084890651010472004-02-06T12:28:00.000-04:002004-02-06T18:09:09.810-04:00I hate my fucking job.Losthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1075340055360870572004-01-28T21:34:00.000-04:002004-01-28T21:35:49.606-04:00I should be studying. I never was big on studying, but it's gotta be done I guess. Last term I started out with the whole "I'm going to do well" attitude. Not that I don't want to do well this term, but I don't have the enthusiasm I once had about going back to school. The early mornings are killing me. I was thinking about all my options, and of course quitting is one of them. I'm still in Losthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1074411434090398092004-01-18T03:37:00.000-04:002004-01-18T03:38:37.623-04:00They call it the "Quarter-life Crisis." It is when you stop going along with the crowd and start realizing that there are many things about yourself that you didn't know and may not like. You start feeling insecure and wonder where you will be in a year or two, but then get scared because you barely know where you are now.
You start realizing that people are selfish and that, maybe, those Losthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1073582526258449482004-01-08T13:22:00.000-04:002004-01-08T13:23:20.390-04:00One good thing about being back in school is daytime television. Isn't it great? I just finished watching Montel Williams which was about a book called "Hey Idiot! Chronicles of Human Stupidity." It showed videos about drunk people being pulled over. And there were transcripts of 911 calls. Those are definitely the people to make fun of - the ones who are drunk and can't even think straight, and Losthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1072276382178695652003-12-24T10:33:00.000-04:002003-12-24T10:34:01.216-04:00So I went to the party. I was pretty late, but that's a different story. I felt kinda out of place, but it was great to see everyone again. Everybody seemed so.. unchanged. I felt like I was back in high school. Everyone's doing the same old thing. I had a lot of people come up to me at the party and say they were going to come visit. I think it may have to do with the fact I gave a big gift to Losthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1072030022338930512003-12-21T14:07:00.000-04:002003-12-21T14:07:58.936-04:00Well, now that I haven't posted in a while, and the local hype on blogs has seemed to die down, I feel I can finally make this place into what I had hoped it would be. What is that? Well, I'm not really sure yet.
My birthday was not too long ago, and I invited a lot of my friends over. Did they come? Well, of the 30 or so I invited, 4 people came. Were any of them my long-time friends? Nope. Losthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1069466484725601292003-11-21T22:01:00.000-04:002003-11-21T22:01:51.983-04:00Smarties in Britain were first called Chocolate Niblet Beans and they used to taste different depending on their colour! MmMMm Chocolate Niblet Beans.... How the hell do you get Smarties out of that? It doesn't even have all the letters in it to spell Smarties. I searched in Google for "Chocolate Niblet Beans" and came across a blog that says "I also remember that until somewhere in the 90’s, Losthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1068316405981957542003-11-08T14:33:00.000-04:002003-11-08T14:33:23.676-04:00Hey did you check out that latest episode??? Amazing wasn't it? Yeah, cuz TV rules the world now. My parents have a tv in their kitchen. In the kitchen! When they were growing up they didn't even know what a TV was. Now it's built into vans. Gotta have something to keep the kids entertained eh?? My boyfriend's nephew even has tv shows he likes, and others he doesn't. And he can't talk yet. Not Losthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1067664827837199302003-11-01T01:33:00.000-04:002003-11-01T01:33:46.516-04:00I was in class the other day dying to get the hell out. you know how sometimes you just cant sit still? well it decided to hit me in the middle of accouting, which is pretty boring anyway. I looked at my watch. It was 11:26am. The class is over at 11:10am, but he usually lets us out 10 minutes early so I was like, i have a half hour left. well, an eternity went by and i looked at my watch and it Losthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1067300916259951252003-10-27T20:28:00.000-04:002003-10-28T00:18:07.780-04:00My friend sent me a survey today and I thought it was neat. So I filled it out, and I'm posting it here, so it's not spam!
Pick a band and then answer the rest of the questions using names of their songs
Band: Metallica
Describe Yourself: Trapped Under the Ice
Describe Your Boyfriend/Girlfriend/Interest: Prince Charming
How Do Others Feel About You: Invisible Kid
Where Would You Rather Be: Losthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1066960697094313862003-10-24T10:58:00.000-03:002003-10-24T11:15:17.133-03:00I have two digital cameras. One takes shots at less than 1 megapixel. It was great at the time. The best toy ever. And expensive.. which sucked. I never had a problem with it at all. I even bought a domain and got web hosting. Then my sister's wedding happened. I took tons of pictures. On our 64MB card we could fit 1000+ with the highest quality. I was never worried about space. And then the Losthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1066433758612390842003-10-17T20:35:00.000-03:002003-10-17T20:36:25.240-03:00For weeks now when I visited the movie store I passed by "Bowling for Columbine." I mean, it had to be a dumb movie, look at the name of it. But then someone from the realm came along and made us get it. It was an awesome movie. It's a documentary, but it's not boring at all. It was awarded the Academy Award for Best Documentary and Best Foreign Films (rated by The César Awards in France). The Losthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1065728417885671612003-10-09T16:40:00.000-03:002003-10-09T16:40:17.596-03:00I'm tired of hearing beeps. How many beeps can you associate with something happening ('Ding!' the microwave is done)? And how much morse code do you know? It's the same deal. Short beeps, long beeps in a series that you recognize. I wake up to the alarm. It goes "Beep-Beep-Beep-Beep (pause) Beep-Beep-Beep-Beep" over and over again. Then it does it again in 10 minutes of snooze. My microwave has Losthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1065573720447511262003-10-07T21:42:00.000-03:002003-10-07T21:42:00.010-03:00I've been listening to a lot of Avril Lavigne lately. I think her music is great. I am actually thinking about buying her cd. And I never bought a cd before. I want the new smell. LoL. That's sorta an inside joke from the other night. But I do like her tunes.
Our puppy is sick. Poor pooch. He's vomiting and pissing blood (every 2 minutes!). So we took him to the vet and hopefully he'll be all Losthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1064777262639892132003-09-28T16:27:00.000-03:002003-09-28T16:27:42.480-03:00I think that everyone who is good with computers loves them and hates them at the same time. I mean it's cool and all to be able to fix them, but for those that can't fix them, well, you become their bitch. I'm not just talking at work, but for relatives and friends and stuff too. We went to a party one time and were asked to fix the computer. Yeah, cuz that's what everyone likes to do on a Losthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1064119066953777562003-09-21T01:37:00.000-03:002003-09-21T01:37:46.560-03:00I slept 10 hours on Thursday night. It was the best sleep I've had in a long time. By far the longest. Mmm. Wish I could have that tonight, but gotta work til 4am. Past my bed time. I can deal with little sleep though. I really like waking up early, it makes the days seem so much longer and fuller. I am getting a lot of bad headaches lately though, and I'm a big baby when it comes to headaches. Losthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1063516843655509242003-09-14T02:20:00.000-03:002003-09-14T02:20:43.663-03:00I don't hate stupid people. I hate lazy people who want you to think for them. If you're stumped on something, great, I'm right there waiting to help, but if you haven't tried to find a solution, I'm not going to offer much. At work we have to add specific information from our database to the client's notes. Sometimes it's hard to find the right information to put in, but a lot of the time it's Losthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1063322298821480252003-09-11T20:18:00.000-03:002003-09-11T20:18:18.883-03:00Well, I'm surviving. Super tired though. I'm sitting at the computer right now watching the dog bite his tail. I think it's a new discovry. Cute to watch though. And for all you folk that said we were forming habits (Rick) by sitting outside his crate, well, he's slept in there every night since, without a sitter, and has not made a peep. It's sweeeeeeet. He never makes messes in there, all we Losthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1062931149797041862003-09-07T07:39:00.000-03:002003-09-07T07:39:09.800-03:00Well, it's 7:22am. Imagine that. Today I'm just going to sleep at this time. Tomorrow I'll be waking up at this time. Crazy, isn't it? Usually I'm in bed before now, but tonight I decided the dog would not be sleeping in our bed. We've got to get him crate trained, and it's never going to happen with the way things are going now. So, for 35 minutes I sat outside the crate, while Hex chewed on Losthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1062788979957629232003-09-05T16:09:00.000-03:002003-09-05T16:09:40.010-03:00Damn, I just wrote this whole thing out and Blogger messed up. *sigh* Anyway, I'm not going to type everything out again. But, here's my 5 questions from that interview thing that's been sweeping through some blogs. The questions are provided by JustAGuy:
1. If you could have dinner with any famous person you wanted, alive or dead, who would you have it with and why?
Robin Williams. I think Losthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1062182318788460732003-08-29T15:38:00.000-03:002003-08-29T15:38:38.770-03:00*woof* *woof*Losthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1061778651570842822003-08-24T23:30:00.000-03:002003-08-24T23:30:51.600-03:00I found a crumpled up piece of paper with something I wrote at least three years ago. I don't remember why I wrote it, but it was interesting. It's long, but have a look...
"To write a story is as simple as following steps.People write because it's part of their job or schoolwork. But the best stories are written by those who speak of their own experiences, because their feelings are much more Losthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1061667478412679662003-08-23T16:37:00.000-03:002003-08-23T16:37:58.440-03:00Wow.. it's so hard to write about nothing all the time. That's all there seems to be though. First, I'd like to apologize for not keeping up with everyone else's blogs. I did read them all today, but many I'm not able to make comments on. Possibly due to the million "Do you wish to debug?" messages that come up when I load them up. The only thing that usually tricks the comments link is Losthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1061096927982754612003-08-17T02:08:00.000-03:002003-08-17T02:08:48.040-03:00How connected do we have to be? With this new worm we've been swamped with calls from people so desperate to get online and get the new email that they just KNOW they have. And this is on top of the everyday "I can't connect people." Even my mother who types with two fingers and only knows how to do email complains every time something isn't working. I am also under the same situation. The very Losthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1061010159588161002003-08-16T02:02:00.000-03:002003-08-16T02:02:38.866-03:00I got an email today from a friend with the subject line "ADS YOU NEVER SEE." So I figured since I was bored I would check em out and not proceed with the regular delete. Scrolling through all the attachments it turns out I've seen them all before. I guess that's why they say "never say never." In good news though, our phones needed maintenance today. That in itself is nothing to get excited overLosthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1060880773020385672003-08-14T14:06:00.000-03:002003-08-14T14:10:45.923-03:00I went around the Cabot Trail yesterday. Some of the views were amazing. I love being in the mountains! I guess the highlight of the day was going up Ski Cape Smokey on the chair lift. They offer rides up for 5 bucks! That was an excellent price. You got to see sooooo much from up there. Absolutely beautiful. Of course there's pictures to savour the moment :) There was also a spot in Cheticamp Losthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1060623054321769592003-08-11T14:30:00.000-03:002003-08-11T14:30:54.270-03:00Ahh.. UCCB.. the joke that was never funny. I went to the school today to get an official print out of my class schedule so I can take it into work and submit my new hours. I got there and took a number. Most times the little things don't require a number, so I asked the lady who was covering for the receptionist if she could possibly do it, as she was one of the ladies that normally handles all Losthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1060493082328150582003-08-10T02:24:00.000-03:002003-08-10T02:24:42.340-03:00Friends.. ya can't live with them.. ya can't live without them..
So lately I've been reviewing a lot of relationships I have, as long as some ones I've had in the past. A friend of mine who I used to hang around a lot with before she went to Halifax for school this year is home for the summer. I haven't seen her yet, and it's August. She works in the bay but has never dropped by. I haven't Losthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1060189007420086392003-08-06T13:56:00.000-03:002003-08-06T13:56:47.413-03:00I'm so fed up with work lately. If I wasn't going back to school I would sooooo quit. There's gotta be an organized place out there. Even if there isn't, if I went to work somewhere else I would not know how fucked up it is for a few months, and ignorance is bliss, right? I finished all my work last night three hours before my shift ended. My supervisor told me I could go home at that time. But Losthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1059889954761574782003-08-03T02:52:00.000-03:002003-08-03T02:52:34.783-03:00It's Friendship Day today according to Hallmark. So HAPPY FRIENDSHIP DAY!! I sent out cards to some people like two weeks ago. I just got the confirmation that they've been sent now. Did you know that August third was so special? Yeah, me neither. That's because it's just another day. I sent the cards out not only cuz I was bored and Hallmark told me to, but because it is nice to let your friendsLosthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1059751317276635222003-08-01T12:21:00.000-03:002003-08-01T12:21:57.290-03:00So the new song of choice in my basement is Evanescence - Bring me to Life. I downloaded the video, it sends chills up my back. Now I'm downloading more by her. I'm not sure why though, cuz I'm going to be formatting my drive. I think it's gone tho. You know that ticking noise it gets when it can't find what you're looking for? yeah, well I got that goin on. But that's cool. I have a 40 gig driveLosthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1059672159425171822003-07-31T14:22:00.000-03:002003-07-31T14:22:39.466-03:00Ahhh days off. Gotta love them eh?? :) Went for a drive yesterday to North Sydney. Took the old highway for a prettier drive. My friend who originates from Ontario was with me, and was saying how the houses along the way reminded her of home, and how even though most people live in those houses all year round, some of them are cottages for people to get away from the everyday. Well, I was Losthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1059433291216301012003-07-28T20:01:00.000-03:002003-07-28T20:01:31.266-03:00I received an email today from my mother. Rubbing in my face yet again a mistake I made. I don't think it's fair that parents create the buttons that piss you off and then push them. LoL. But I guess that it all equals out when you get to do it to your own kids :Þ Hah.
So lately at work we've been having group chats with tier 2 and helpdesk. It's been sooooooooo helpful. I'm getting better at Losthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1059289349697256962003-07-27T04:02:00.000-03:002003-07-27T04:02:29.623-03:00*sigh* Nothing went right today it seems. I have a lot of programs on my computer that I want gone, and I don't even know how they got there. But I don't have access to delete them. I'm fed up with it, so I'm just going to format. I also have a partition I want to get rid of and a second hard drive I want to use, so I figure I'll do it all in one shot. Stupid computers.
Work wasn't much better. Losthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1059197544778544762003-07-26T02:32:00.000-03:002003-07-26T02:32:24.813-03:00Well, they've released the usernames of the people who swap files on Kazaa. Check it out at http://www.techtv.com/news/culture/story/0,24195,3484600,00.html ... One 19 year old had to pay a $12,000 settlement. Hmm.. go to college for a few years.... or.... transfer music of the internet. I think it's retarded. How do they expect a 19 year old to pay that?? It could mess up his whole life, puttingLosthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1058988133983850522003-07-23T16:22:00.000-03:002003-07-23T16:32:10.170-03:00soooooooo hot outside!Losthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1058901054539604272003-07-22T16:10:00.000-03:002003-07-22T16:54:28.286-03:00Ahh.. I needed a change. I was tired of looking at the same template on many different blogs. I'm very pleased with this one :) I didn't code it myself, I found it at Blogskins.com (link is under places). I love it! I also changed commenting systems. Enetation was good, but I find lately it wouldn't work on most blogs I read that use it. So I moved to HaloScan. I hope it will be better. Losthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1058742141496564932003-07-20T20:02:00.000-03:002003-07-20T20:02:21.513-03:00I usually leave my blog reading til after midnight at work to allow people to write. So I'm bored now and am trying to find stuff to read. So, I went to Google News. I love Google, it rocks. Anyway, I read a few articles, but this one was kinda some-word-I-can't-think-of (hows that for descriptive). The url for the article is http://www.nzherald.co.nz/storydisplay.cfm?storyID=3513600&thesection=Losthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1058727948322155932003-07-20T16:05:00.000-03:002003-07-20T16:05:48.356-03:00this backshift thing is from HELL. i'm so tired. i can't sleep. my eyes hurt. i'm dog sitting for my parents starting today. we have a very old dog, that's been around since i was like 4 or 5 or something. forever it seems. he sleeps most of the day. likes to get out for walks though. not bad, as long as he doesn't pee on the floor. tomorrow we dog-sit for my boyfriend's father. a younger dog. a Losthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1058555435420132922003-07-18T16:10:00.000-03:002003-07-18T16:10:35.480-03:00Ahh days off are nice aren't they? Or something like that. Anyway, the movie store at Sobey's down the street has a pretty cool plan now. You can rent as many movies as you want for a monthy fee. There are three plans, one letting you have one, two, or three movies at a time. Not bad. And there are no return times. You can have them for a whole month if you like. I think it's neat. So we signed Losthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1058381905874478892003-07-16T15:58:00.000-03:002003-07-16T15:58:25.750-03:00So, I've registered my domain. I won't be posting it here, but some of you may learn where it is. Anyway, it's only been up for three days so far and I was having so much trouble with it. Last night was the worst. I couldn't reach any part of my site, browsing, ftp, email, or even pinging IP or URL. So I went to their online support. They were actually really helpful the night before so I figuredLosthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1058146371792173972003-07-13T22:32:00.000-03:002003-07-13T22:32:51.766-03:00Yay there's fireworks tonight! And I can see them from my desk. I could be mad that I'm not outside enjoying them in their full glory, but what's the good in that? I didn't even know there were fireworks tonight, so it's a treat to be able to see them at all. They're so pretty. I have no idea what they're for though. My boyfriend is making me chicken tacos for supper. MMmMmMm!! I love them, Losthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1057787515363752142003-07-09T18:51:00.000-03:002003-07-09T18:51:55.396-03:00Well, I am now working the crappy shift I was expecting. I think I will be leaving my job soon. Like a fellow co-worker said, it's between work and life. I can work elsewhere, but I'm not putting my life on hold. So, if I don't end up leaving the company altogether, I will at least be moving to part time status, pending approval. Some things are just not worth it - especially this job. I will nowLosthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1057766748070293192003-07-09T13:05:00.000-03:002003-07-09T13:05:48.083-03:00I need a domain name..... but I can't think of one.... any ideas??Losthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5332955.post-1057682457793773182003-07-08T13:40:00.000-03:002003-07-08T13:40:57.816-03:00Well, we're getting a new shift bid at work. I'm thinking, that since I'm at the bottom of the list, that I'm going to get a crappy shift that I will hate with a passion. So after visiting all the employment sites and not finding anything suitable a friend introduced the idea of going back to school. So now I'm looking into that possibility. I'm thinking something computer/business. There's some Losthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00515165313974391809noreply@blogger.com