The Rat Race

Well, it's been a while since I last wrote. This time I have a reason almost as good as pure unadulterated laziness; I've been working. Actually working. The new job is great. My title is Project Coordinater slash Detailer. Keeps me busy, pays well, it's good honest work. I love it so far. Learning so much stuff but strangely, I feel as if my overpaid college education ACTUALLY served me for something other than to spend three years living the good life.

Speaking of, just talked to the Bear (No I'm not technically reading Timeline, but I got sad after talking to you and needed to vent) and it was awesome to hear things were going well. Keep on sailing those seas, Polar Bear. There's an iceberg with your name on it.

But even though it was great talking to my old friend, I found I was morose after. This job is sapping my social time. I'm pretty much skrewed for finding that special someone unless one happens upon the same pub as me on my precious precious weekends. But once the friends go to college, where am I to go on those days? Solo pubbing? Hell no. Clubbing? Without the Wing Team, it's just no fun.

Duck Internet dating (I've been T9ing and they don't have swear words. I've had to improvise...), it's worth shite. Unless you're in Ottawa. And unless you're actually attractive. And unless you're a girl. I'd probably meet more women if I posed as a lesbian... Hmmm...

It works for some people, it sucks for others. We all move on in the end right? Some of us actually have something to move on to.

So for now, I will enjoy the time I spend with my friends, I will cherish the time I spend talking to those further away. And I will hope that when the former is no longer an option, I will find something to fill the time slots... Something to keep the motor running...

Love is such a great and terrible thing. Huh. Kind of like The Wizard... P Bear you better read these things, I throw way too many nods to you for you to avoid it! Heh.

Now I'm actually going to go read Timeline, as I told her I was. I hope she can forgive me, but she brought it on. Hehe, just kidding, chum.

Of Jobs and Life

First off, big BIG BIG shout-out to the P Bear. You still continue to save my ass even when you're in a different postal code! I owe you a job, but I know you have a good one right now.

So yeah, my job is going so well that I have a new one, thanks to Carl. I am now going to be working for a concrete foundation company, in charge of Auto CAD and 3D Design. I can't put enough exclamation marks to express my happiness, so I won't try. Double my current salary, benefits, the whole shebang. This is probably one of the best jobs I could hope for in the area! Pressure's on to perform! But I'll finally be doing something solid... Poured in concrete, you might say... BAD puns! Stay in the pun-cave where you belong!

Watching Raging Bull. It's supposed to be a classic.

Weekly booze-nights for the win!

Wii Fit is being mean to me. Then again, it's probably those 6 Mac Wraps from last night... Don't drink and dine, kids. You'll regret it on the scale. Hehehe. But that wouldn't have happend in, say, Ottawa. But you know how it goes. Most of you.

I miss being the shadow. It was always nice when I wanted to talk.
Also miss Ottawa. The bars are better.

I think I'll opt in to be DD next drinking night so M-E can actually have more than a Strongbow. Poor M-E. A bunch of drunk dudes in her basement and no way to join in. Next time, bud.

Here, there be Spoilers. (in red)

So since my last post I have failed to a) find a more paying job or b) a DVD rack... The rest got more or less done in a more or less timely manner.

I have learned a good deal about noxious weeds over the past 2 weeks, things I obviously didn't know before. Phytophotodermatitis. A skin condition brought on by a particular vegetation-based substance's exposure to ultra violet light. Blisters in the sun.

Apparently, celery plants CAN be coerced into producing this particular substance in their leaves. I should how to coerce... Hehehe

I've started doing yoga and Wii Fit, to pass the time. And to wear shorts outside. Yeah... Mostly just to pass the time. The yoga is actually really fun; you feel really good after a relatively short workout.

Got my safety deposit back from my old apartment. Yay! Cash is always good.

Cooking tip: Strongbow makes for good turkey beer. The meat turns out juicy and tender and the drippings make awesome gravy. Om nom nom.

Things are a little boring without the Bear bugging me 24/7. Have to get that book back to her parents... An Abundance of Katherines by John Green. Good book, but I thought it ended a little too soon. It would have been nice to continue on with the story. 7.5/10 though. A good read.

Saw the Star Trek movie. I was pleased with it and I might just start watching the old episodes. ApparentlyTrekkies didn't enjoy it... They were quite snide about. I don't know, I don't speak Trekky. I Harth Darth. Kirk totally gets a Han Solo moment when Spok's flying head long into a barrage of missiles. Just pops out of Light Speed (or whatever) and takes them out. "Now let's blow this thing and go home". I totally saw it. I was pissed as hell though. I saw a prolonged trailer for Transformers 2... I mean I KNEW Megatron comes back... But now I KNOW he comes back...

Next Phase: Life

Well, school's done. Moving's done. Finding employment (albeit temporary) is done. Said some goodbyes, had a couple drinks, had some laughs, and now I'm back home. Where I belong I guess.

Work Monday morning. Working for the City, so it should be a good gig. I'll be informing people that they have overgrown yards and need to manage them better or pay for us to manage them. I'm the man. I need new shades.

Oh wait, got some coming in. I played the fool and broke my old glasses and had to buy new ones. Sleek, sexy, bronze new ones. With polarising shades. Not aviators though, but I'm trying to keep the douche factor to a minimum... P-BEAR! Heh. I just referenced her new shades. Maybe I should post some of the pics. Particularly that REALLY douchey one with the popped collar. Hehe.

Got my room all sorted out after about five days of sorting, packing, unpacking, repacking, signing in triplicate, querying, stamping, initialling, shipping, receiving-- I'm bored. It took time and work, and all I need now is the elusive DVD rack. The hunt continues.
Also went through hall my files. Gros ménage there. Everything that is not overly essential or overly worthless is now on my external. I'm running a bit smoother as a result. And my tunes are backed! Yay!

Mission for the coming week: Find a DVD rack, get new pants for work, pick up dry-cleaning and drop off Clone High at the Princesses castle.

Looking for a more permanent job so that I can finance my car. My hunger for red leather seats grows with every passing day...

Wishing everyone a happy day back to work, and... May the 4th be with you... Damn you P-Bear.

I'm done

Well, I'm done. I've gone through my final presentation, did well, got some applause, yay me.

Now I just want to be done. I want to be home. This is starting to wear on me. Goodbyes are forthcoming and I don't want them to.

My posts will become longer when I don't feel like passing out with long over-due fatigue.

Tired...

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