Wednesday, February 14, 2007

Happy Valentines Day?

Roses are red
Violets are blue
Milk, Eggs, Bacon

Friday, February 09, 2007

The drones all slave away..

...they're working overtime, they serve a faceless queen, they never question why..

At work. 4 more hours to go. Bored. Killing time. Been slow and busy, slow and busy. Good looking weekend coming up.. going to go to a movie Friday for the first time in what must be a couple months.. Pan's Labyrinth.. apparently it's in Spanish.. do you capitalize Spanish? I dunno. I don't know if i've ever watched a spanish movie before. Pens Leafs on Saturday. Sunday is a full schedule of increasing the indent in the couch cusion. Is that how you spell cusion? Doesn't look right. Cushion? I dunno.. this is what happens at 4 in the morning I guess. I might get through my book Carley gave me for Christmas by the end of the shift depending on how things go. BTW Happy Birthday to Carley and Dad.. since I didn't really talk to either of you.. hope you had a good time skiing Dad, and hope you did something fun Carley. Ok, lets see, that makes it 3 hours and 50 minutes to go.. The milkman should be here soon.. that's always a highlight of the night..(free chocolate milk). If your keeping score at home, I've gotten paid $2.16 to write this so far. Blah, ain't work grand. Have a good weekend everyone.

Friday, February 02, 2007

Blame it on bad luck


Well, today (yesterday) was the first day in approximatly 6 years that i've been officially single. I'm not bragging.
I think most people know i've been on a break for awhile. Yesterday I finally anitiated something other then small talk which resulted in us deciding we weren't getting back together. It's been 5 years. 5 years. It's been good. In the end it's funny, I think it's all a result of us being too similar to each other. Opposites attract.. that sort of thing. We were both a little too introverted, both a little too depressed for our own good, both not not able to open up to each other without a lot of prodding, which generally didn't occur. Anyways it's more or less a mutual thing which is good, and being the aforementioned similar-minded people that we are, it's plausible we could still remain friends (great friends?), so that's the plan. I guess the good thing is i've spent so long feeling like shit since it was becoming clear something wasn't right that now i'm more or less just happy there's a conclusion to it all. Which is good. I've pretty much run the gamut on emotions the last few months, and happy wan't one of them. Was the 5 years a waste? Not at all. I've learned a lot about myself (sounds so cliche), and I've loved and I've lost (bah.. cliche again), but the main thing is that i've loved, and the love was genuine, and i'd do it all again and so would she. Alas, i'll be ok, for now i'm happy with my own company. As always, music helps.
So thats enough about that.. not much else to update. Just been working spending most of my time hanging around with Andrew doing all the pointless and meaningless things that we can to accupy our time. I've noticed I have spurts of motivation (inspiration?). Usually like once every couple or weeks or whatever, where I feel like my life is just completely under my control. I'll genuinly feel like things are all gunna turn out ok in the end. I'm gunna get in amazing shape, get a great job, be happy all the time. I'll have the big house and 2.4 kids. I'm gunna write, and read, maybe learn a new language.. i'm gunna update my blog every day(HA!). I'm not gunna waste any more time accomplishing nothing, I'm gunna climb Mt. Everest... then I usually spend the day watching TV and say, well i'll do all that tomorrow. Then tomorrow comes and I forget all about that whole notion until the next spurt a couple weeks later. But anyways, things could be worse. I'm going to an information session on Tuesday for the Toronto Police on their recruiting. And i'm gunna redo my physical test on March 1st, so I can apply again shortly after that. Hopfully I can get some kind of volunteer work started before then. So we'll see what happens. Time will tell. Time always tells.