Funerals and Hunters

Ok so this week is getting a bit ridiculous as far as death is concerned. My Aunt's funeral was last weekend, my friends Uncle's on Wednesday and my friends Grandfather's today. I've seen more than enough funeral homes to last me the year. To top it off i'm sicker than a dog, contracted a friends cold which has moved into my throat, ear and chest. I am luckier than her though, she has bronchitis now and she got her husband sooo sick he can't celebrate his 30th birthday. Poor guy.

So i go out after the funeral home for a different pre-birthday celebration. My friends boyfriend is celebrating early as she will be away on his special day. His parents came down from up north as well as some hunting friends from the states. A bunch of us go to a local bar, nothing special, fried food and pool table type of place, he's not fancy. The drinks start coming, his dad and hunting buddy (who looks like Santa Claus) are the loudest people in the bar, laughing and yelling, talking about inappropriate things. At first i'm slightly embarassed, and then i find it amusing, they're rednecks afterall. Bday boys dad starts telling us how he loves to have sex in the morning *shudder* Some little girl who's parents are watching, say nothing as she starts to sink the pool balls on the table while some of our friends are playing. I'm ready to go over and tell her to fuck off but her pizza comes and she sits down. Who has a 9 year old at a bar at 11pm anyway? Shitty parents who don't say anything to their bratty kid, that's who.

All of the men decide to order shot after shot of sambuca & jager *shudder* The shot bill alone came to $140. I enjoyed my pints of Keiths (i'll still drink it even if the spokesman may be a pedophile)and tried to torture my friend by saying funny things, that she does not find funny about her and her boyfriend...she was kicking me under the table trying to make me stop. Thus comes up a discussion about rimming and anal sex. Santa Claus decides i'm the shit and comes over and repeatedly tells me he'd like to interview me and that i'm a free spirit. However it's only 11:30pm and we must ship out as people have to work in the morning and my friend must pack for her trip. My friend drives myself and the two older men, who are shit faced. It was by far the funniest car ride home i have ever had. I couldn't even tell you what they were saying but i was crying i was laughing so hard. I kept telling my friend to drop me off down the street so they wouldn't wake up my neighbourhood or come to my door to say hello to my folks. Perhaps i should invite them down for my birthday LOL.

Grey's Anatomy and Dr. McDreamy

So i've become absolutely obsessed with the show Grey's Anatomy. I will put a summary of the show at the end of my post for any interested parties to read. As well for those that do watch, just a disclaimer i do talk about some of the episodes in this post.

I have no idea why i began to watch this show, but now it has a hold on me. It's not just the hottie characters either like Dr. McDreamy :) but the intertwined stories of the interns and doctors as well. The characters are real and raw. There is so much emotion in each episode it kills me. This entire season for some reason, i find myself with a kleenex in hand, tears streaming down my face every single episode i watch. I wouldn't even consider it a sad show, but the characters somehow seem to grab me in that spot and make me feel.

I desperately want Meredith and Dr. Shepherd aka Dr. McDreamy to get back together. Even though George would be amazing for her .... he finally told her last week how he felt and how he would never ever hurt her. It was so genuine and heartfelt. I mean what woman wouldn't want to hear those words...and he truly does mean it. However, i'm still going for McDreamy.

What about the bomb episode when we find out Bailey is about to give birth and her husband almost dies on the surgical table because he was in a car accident on the way to the hospital. Or how Meredith is left holding onto the bomb that could explode at any minute only to pass it onto the bomb squad man successfully. As she leaves the room to watch him walk down the hall it explodes in his arms. What about the episode where there is a train wreck and two strangers are both impaled on a pole. To have even a remotley successful surgery, only one may live. Ahhhhhhh i mean, how do you choose, how do you tell someone they are going to die right then and there. The show gives me goosebumps, i can't even explain it.

The way Meredith and McDreamy gaze at one another, so passionate yet so forbidden. The Episode where Christina loses her baby and she doesn't want anyone to touch her...then Burke finds out that it was his baby, he climbs into her bed and holds her even though she is an intern and he a surgeon..... oh man it rips at your heart.

Of course it's not all serious and dramatic, but it's also funny. George lives with Meredith and Izzie and often has to listen to them moan and complain about men as they squish into his bed while he just stares at the ceiling and rubs their backs. Christina is hilarious she tells it like it is to the patients, much to the dismay of the doctors.

I very very rarely ever purchase DVD's. I will most definately be buying this one as it just came out last week. Perhaps an early Bday present to myself :)



Here is a small summary about the show courtesy of http://abc.go.com/primetime/greysanatomy/about.htm

"Meet Meredith Grey. She's a woman trying to lead a real life while doing a job that makes having a real life impossible. Meredith is a first-year surgical intern at Seattle Grace Hospital, the toughest surgical residency program west of Harvard. She and fellow first-year interns Cristina Yang, Izzie Stevens, George O'Malley and Alex Karev were students yesterday; today they're doctors and, in a world where on the job training can be a matter of life and death, they're all juggling the ups and downs of their own personal lives.

The five interns fight to maintain friendships in this most stressful and competitive atmosphere. Meredith's medical ambition is overshadowed by a troubling secret: Her mother, a noted pioneering surgeon, is suffering from a tragic and devastating illness. Cristina is a study in contradiction; highly competitive and driven, she eschews any favors in order to make it on her own. Isobel "Izzie" Stevens, the small-town girl who paid for medical school by modeling in her underwear, battles for respect amongst her peers. George O'Malley is the warm but insecure boy next door who always manages to do or say the wrong thing -- even in the O.R. Worse, in spite of his obvious attraction to Meredith, he's treated as "just one of the girls." And Alex Karev, the intern every intern loves to hate, masks his working class roots with arrogance and ambition.

The interns are guided by an established team of doctors who are determined to shape them into skilled surgeons or break them: Miranda Bailey, the senior resident responsible for training them, masks her softer side with a demeanor so tough that she's the nicknamed "The Nazi." Derek Shepherd is the flirtatious but wildly talented surgeon. Meredith thought he was her soul mate when the two began a forbidden sexual relationship -- but now that the wife Meredith never knew he had has arrived, she's not so sure. Preston Burke's arrogance is second only to his skill with a scalpel. He meets his match in Cristina when they begin a less romantic but equally forbidden relationship of their own. Overseeing them all is Dr. Richard Webber, Seattle Grace's paternal but no-nonsense chief of surgery who harbors some secrets of his own concerning Meredith's mother.

Grey's Anatomy focuses on young people struggling to be doctors and doctors struggling to stay human. It's the drama and intensity of medical training mixed with the funny, sexy, painful lives of interns who are about to discover that neither medicine nor relationships can be defined in black and white. Real life only comes in shades of grey."

The Gym

Ok so as most of you know i am still competing in the Biggest Loser Challenge.
www.jenniferandashley.blogspot.com

So I began to slack off again, not going to the gym, not following my meal plan. You know the "just one more bad fatty yummy dinner" type of thing, like Homer Simpson drooling over some morsil of food. Yeah, that's me. I have very limited self control unfortunately and have a tendency to forget what i allowed myself the day before, only to allow myself something equally as bad the following day. I had a reality check this week though and realized the wedding is in 4 months, not much time at all. Especially if i actually decide to give this some effort, what if the weight doesn't start to come off and then it's down to the wire, then what do i do?

This week i got back at it. I lifted weights for an hour, i did every part of my body possible and focussed completely on toning. Let me add this was a terrible idea as i had not lifted weights in months. The next day every part of my body felt as though it had been pummeled by a baseball bat and it actually hurt to try and sit on the toilet. So being in that state i decided to forego the class i was going to take and just went on the treadmill for 45mins. Still in terrible pain, i gave myself the next day off. I was back at it on the Wednesday, went to a class at the gym after work, Cardio Combo it's called. It involved a step, some weights, one of those balls and lots of abs. I enjoyed it as much as one can when their face is bright red and it's difficult to breathe. I've decided to make a schedule and try out some of the classes. It will keep me from getting bored and the monotony of what i have been doing. I also find i push myself harder when in that type of setting. I would rather die than put down my weights and give up half way through the class, as i most likely would do in the cardio room :)

Thursday i tried the Circuit Training, in the weightroom. Wow, i must say that was quite the workout. I've never sweated so much while doing weights. She showed me some new exercises and i was finished in 45 mins. I liked it. Now if i can ever get my ass out of bed on saturday mornings, there is something called Combat Training.....not sure i like the sounds of that one, too military for my liking, but we'll see.

It's Friday now....and all of my muscles are aching from the circuit training...ahhhhhhhhh.

Valentines Day

Ok, so just a quick post to show that apparently my family thinks i'm their charity case and/or pathetic. The day before Valentine's Day my sister calls me and asks if i would like to join her and her husband for dinner the next evening. I decline. After work i'm talking to my dad, he asks all of us if we would like to join him and my mother for dinner at this restaurant i dislike (Crappolla's for PP). I decline.

I wake up on Valentine's Day to some Lindor chocolates and a card that sings and lights up "i love you" on the inside, courtesy of my parents. My mother then says that they are no longer going to Crapolla's but are going elsewhere, still asking if i would like to come. I tell her no, i work late and am going to the gym and then to Melissa's to watch the Penis Dementia. As i'm trying to get ready for work and running out the door, she again asks me if i'm sure i do not want to come and again asks what i am doing. Ughh.

The day progresses and i get a phone call at work from my father inquiring as to whether or not i will be joining them for dinner. Again, i decline.

I don't get what the big deal is, it's just another day to me. Even if i did have someone special in my life to share it with, i think the fact that it's shoved down our throats would deter me from wanting to do anything like dinner, just because it seems we are told that's what we should be doing. It's a nice marketing scheme for all the card and chocolate companies out there.....like i'd turn my nose up at a box of chocolates LOL, of course not. I just think it puts a lot of pressure on people single and attached. Some might expect extravegent dinners, marriage proposals and other such things. As for us single people, it just yet again reminds us that we are alone.

I know how to have fun....and i have fun doing it!!!

So melissa decides that we should go to a local bar to whoop it up. It's within walking distance from her house which i might add is in the "hood." We've never been into this bar before and i decide to wear no make-up and army pants. (For those that know me i'd like to think i'm a quite fashionable dresser.) So we walk on over, sit down and talk amougnst ourselves.

I'm facing the people in the bar, and Melissa notices a shadow creeping towards us. In walks Mark. He wants to buy us a drink which we decline as we do not want to have to chat with him for the remainder of the evening. He however decides to take a seat and asks our names. I use my alias which is Marlika, and Mel forgets hers and calls herself Lori. Well we get into a discussion of work and Mel now known as Lori works at McDonalds, so she says. Mark then proclaims that he to worked at McDonalds for 15 years. Oh my!!! I might add that Mark is wearing dirty dirty jeans and rubber boots up to his knees, i suppose the fuck me boots for men LOL.

So Melissa engages in conversation, while hitting me under the table with her boot. I wander off to call PP and tell her about this man, who continuously tells us that "i know how to have fun and I have fun doing it" and "you girls look like alot of fun" throughout the ENTIRE evening. He also asks us if we are coming from the casino and brings it up quite often.....even though we answered "no" he asks again at which point i tell Mel that i feel like i'm talking to my grandmother. He again for the millionth time talks about "i know how to have fun" .... we both burst into uncontrollable laughter which he apparently takes as a cue to say "yah, and i have fun doing it." He asks us where we are coming from to which we lie and reply we do not live in the city, are visiting a male friend who is expecting us soon. He inquires about which way we are walking and i tell him that i'm very cautious and not divulving that info.

The evening progresses, we find some other chaps at the bar who find him equally as funny and we somehow pawn him off onto another women. Melissa thinks the bartender is hot, as do i, but i won't let her know. Mark leaves, and then returns and then again leaves. Howvever he is now standing outside and we are wondering how we should proceed with caution home, as we do not want him following us. Well, the two nice gentlemen we met at the bar, get into a bit of an altercation with him and we duck outside unseen. The cute bartender offered us a ride, however it would have been awhile before he closed. We declined and walked the 2 blocks. Melissa would like to add that "he's ugly and old." I'm not so sure about my New Year's Resolution about stepping out of the box. It doesn't seem to bring me any pleasure.

Trekkies

Ok, so on Saturday before we watched the travelling pants movie, we watched the documentary Trekkies (1997). It is a film about Star Trek fans otherwise known as Trekkies or Trekkers. To be a fan is one thing, but to be a "Trekkie" puts you in a whole different league. I myself have watched one Star Trek episode in my life and don't quite understand the phenomenon. This film however always puts me in a good mood, i must purchase it, as i am blown away by the "trekkies."

My favourite fan is Gabriel Koerner. He is fourteen and has attended 28 conventions so far. He and his "Star Trek" club are planning to shoot their own "Star Trek" movie and Gabriel is creating special effects on his home computer. He also sports a mullet and dresses up for the conventions (and then complains that the details on the outfits are incorrect). Gabriel had his father build a shuttlecraft on the back of his truck.

My favorite part in the film is when Gabriel is at home infront of his computer being interviewed and the phone rings. He picks up the phone and yells "PETER, this is the WORST time you could have called, I'M BUSY" or something along those lines. I laughed so hard i began to cry when i saw that part.

My next favorite person in the documentary is Barbara Adams. This blurb was taken from the website http://www.trekdoc.com/synopsis.htm (Where you can read more on this fascinating film)

"Barbara Adams was chosen for jury duty in the Whitewater trial in Little Rock, Arkansas. She also wore her Starfleet Commanding Officer's uniform to the trial. Unusual, you might say? Not to Lt. Commander Barbara Adams, who rarely leaves home without her rank pips, tricorder, phaser, and communicator badge. She has embraced the philosophy espoused in "Star Trek" and lives her life accordingly. Barbara is a bright and thoughtful woman as well as a talented artist. She also happens to be a fascinating subject, as we discovered following her through a typical day as a true-blue Trekkie, while she lets us in on what this personally means to her."

Barbara wears her phaser among other things on a belt to work and insists on her co-workers calling her the "Commander."

There is a dentist whose practice has a Star Trek theme and his staff all wear Star Trek uniforms. They show a language school which teaches people how to speak proper Klingon. I'm telling you all, if you have not seen this documentary you must put it on your list of things to watch. It is educational whilst being extremely funny and entertaining. Just wait, when you hear Gabriel yelling "PETER" into the phone you'll realize it was worth it.


For more information on Trekkies visit:
http://www.trekdoc.com/synopsis.htm

For Gabriel's Site visit:
http://gabekoerner.com/personal/index.htm

(This film has made a few of my friends and I want to attend the next convention in a city nearby, mostly for shits and giggles, perhaps to gawk but whatever. We just may learn something new....see i'm keeping up with my New Year's Resolution and stepping out of the box)

The Sisterhood of the Travelling Pants

So Melissa and I and her sister rented The Sisterhood of the Travelling Pants. Cute movie, made us all cry a bit and want to find some hunky man in Greece to fall in love with. The story is about four best friends who decide to stay connected with one another as their lives start off in different directions. They pass around a pair of secondhand jeans that fits each of their bodies perfectly, even though they are all different sizes. They mail the jeans to one another and write about what happens when they wear them, as they figure they have some magical powers if they fit each one of them perfectly.

So after we watch the movie, Melissa pulls out a pair of jeans that she has and makes us all try them on. Low and behold they actually fit each one of us. Now there is about a 30 pound difference between her and I and a 40 pound difference between her and her sister. So she becomes very excited and makes us take pictures and then tells us that we all have to wear them. Apparently my turn is next weekend. I'll let you know if anything magical happens, or if a greek God decides to sweep my off my feet. I tried to post the pics of us however my computer is being tempermental. I will try again tomorrow.

Read if you were a kid in the 90's

Just a quick update....my "date" from 10 days ago decided to call *groan* He left a message i have yet to return it, any thoughts on what i should say? I thought i was off the hook seeing as it's been well over a week since i saw him...Help me !!!!

This email had me reminiscing about so many things from my childhood. Thought i would share:

You know you're a 90's kid if...

You've ever ended a sentence with the word "PSYCHE!"
You can sing the rap to "The Fresh Prince Of Bel Air"

You've worn skorts and felt stylish or skids.
You yearned to be part of the Baby-Sitters club.

You know that "WOAH" comes from Joey from "Blossom" and that "How
Rude!"comes from Stephanie from "Full House."

You remember when it was actually worth getting up early on a
Saturday to watch cartoons, the A Team and Wrestling.

You wore a ponytail on the side of your head and had fluffed bangs.
You wanted to change your name to "JEM" in kindergarten.

You remember reading "Goosebumps."
You know the profound meaning of "Wax on, wax off."

You have pondered why Smurfette was the only female smurf.
You took plastic cartoon lunch boxes to school.

You remember the craze then the banning of slap bracelets and slam books.
You still get the urge to say "NOT" after every sentence... Not...

You remember "I've fallen and I can't get up"
You remember going to the skating rink before there were inline skates

You ever got injured on a Slip 'n' Slide
You wore socks over leggings scrunched down, the fold roll, or pinned your jeans.

You remember boom boxes vs. cd players.
You knew what it meant to say "Care Bear Stare."

You remember Alf, the little brown alien from Melmac and Vicki the
Robot from "MY Little Wonder."

You remember New Kids on The Block when they were cool.
You knew all the characters names and their life stories on "Saved
By The Bell."

You played and or collected "Pogs."
You used to pretend to be a MIGHTY MORPHIN Power Ranger and you owned a Skip It.

You had at least one GigaPet or NanoBaby and brought it everywhere.
You watched the original Care Bears, My Little Pony, and Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles.

All your school supplies were "Lisa Frank" brand.
You used to wear those stick on earrings, not only on your ears, but at the corners of your eyes.

You remember a time before the WB.
You've gotten creeped out by "Are You Afraid of the Dark?"

You thought it would be so cool to be Alex Mack.
You know the Macarena by heart.

"Talk to the hand" ... enough said
You thought Brain would finally take over the world.

5 Weird Habits

Alright so Jennifer was tagged to complete this and i decided to join in for shits and giggles. You are supposed to write down 5 weird habits that you have.

1) It horrifies me when others drink out of my glass or bottle or whatever it is i am drinking out of. I think it is terribly unsanitary and at the very least if they want to try my drink, i will turn the glass around so our lip marks do not touch. I don't need someone elses' saliva and food bits in my glass. Same goes for anything else i would put up to my lips. Dawn's dad once asked me for a drag of a smoke and I yelled out "what" with a disgusted look on my face. Once Dawn explained my aversion to him, he made a quip about me being able to share air with other people. Which leads me to my next habit...

2) Whenever i am out in public, walking past someone and they sneeze, i hold my breath until i pass the area that they were in. This also applies when people cough. Perhaps i have some weird issue with getting sick that i am unaware of, but i certainly do not want their icky germs in my body.

3)I have this obsessive habit of picking at my toenails. I'm not sure why but anyone that knows me has seen me at some time or another whip off my socks and fondle my toenails. I also always have them cut short. This is going to be a problem in June when i'm a bridesmaid as my friend wants us to get pedicures...i'll have to try and grow them.

4) Whenever I see a dead animal on the side of the road i bless it. My friend Lisa does this and i thought she was a big weirdo the 1st time i saw her do it and now i do it as well.

5) Years and years ago a friend told us while we were out drinking one evening that if you blow into the beer bottle when it is opened, you will not get a hangover. Usually a bit of mist comes out and if you get rid of it you will not feel the pangs of death the next day. Silly and very untrue, but i still do it to this day.

The Neurotic Date

So as per my New Years Resolution i'm stepping out of the box and i set up a date with the guy i met in December. Now just from talking on the phone with him to set up a meeting place, he seemed quite eager yet indecisive about where to meet and it was quite bothering me. To the point where i told him if it was going to be this difficult to choose a meeting place we might as well forget it. I told Jennifer i thought he was dumb and i wouldn't be gone for more than an hour. He asked if he could come and see her boyfriends band with me to which i replied no, we could meet up for drinks beforehand. I didn't want to commit to an entire evening if i did not like him or vice versa. So he tells me he will think of a place to meet that is inbetween us and call me back. He calls back and when i ask where he's thought of it's like he has no idea what i'm talking about and is like "ughhh, umm." So anyway we decide to meet at the place i had originally suggested. I tell him to meet me there at 7:30ish. To which he replies "when you say 7:30ish do you mean like between 7:30 and eight or like...." and "ok, well i guess i'll just find you in there or ummm ughhh, ummm" To which i reply "yes it's a bar and it's snowing outside, no need to greet me at the door just go inside and i'll find you" Ughh already my on my nerves.

So we meet up and i'm pleasantly surprised he's tall, has dark hair and i find him attractive. I had a few drinks the first time i met him so wasn't sure what to expect. So we have some drinks, get along well enough, we're both veggies for the same reasons and he's into the environment. I decide to invite him to see the band and hang out with my friends, even though i find him slightly neurotic. For example we both went to the washroom at the same time and he's like "ok, so i guess i'll meet you right back here, like right here" to which i just laughed. As well as the previous 7:30ish conversation and other various things he had said throughout the evening. I started to feel like i was hanging out with Woody Allen or was in the movie A Beautiful Mind.

We head to our next destination which is to see Aarons band and meet up with everyone. The neurosis continue on the subway when he points at my wrist and is like "you're beeding, what happened" I look at my wrist and it's the indentation of my watch, no blood, just a mark. His neurosis were also very evident to Jennifer when he was trying to tell her how to work her camera. She said he was like a backseat driver. He even admitted to me that other people have thought he was neurotic and perhaps had some type of OCD...no shit. He went outside and when he returned instead of coming to sit at the table he just stood at the bar so i had to go and hunt him down. Another time, we went to join Jennifer, cousin Phil and a bunch of other people at a table, i sat, he stood behind us. I pulled a chair up and said he could sit so he did. I asked him if he was very anti-social to which he replied no, but he doesn't really know anyone. He then talked about his love of comic books and star trek and various sci-fi things, still not interacting with anyone else but me. As well, he and his ex had bought a house, they broke up and she moved out, but her stuff is still at the house, it's been over 6 months....weird. He asked me if i wanted to go back to his house to which i replied no, my ride was leaving so i shook his hand and told him to call me and i left.

So for starters there is no way i could possibly date someone who is so neurotic about everthing, where to meet, the time, where will he find me when i return from the bathroom etc. As well i'd like to think that i'm a very outgoing person and rather sociable....he is way more of an introvert and certainly not for me. So i gave it a shot...and now i'm not quite sure how to tell him i'm not interested without being mean. Any suggestions?

Trapped Mouse thrown into Fire Gets Revenge!!

Not sure if any of you caught this article in the paper last week, but i must give a hand to karmic retribution!! Yay for the mouse!!


Trapped Mouse Thrown into fire Gets Revenge
Fort Sumner, N.M - A mouse got it's revenge against a homeowner who tried to dispose of it in a pile of burning leaves. The blazing creature ran back to the man's house and set it on fire.

Luciano Mares 81, of Fort Sumner said he caught the mouse inside his house and wanted to get rid of it. Village Fire Chief Juan Chavez said the burning mouse ran to just beneath a window, and the flames spread up from there and throughout the house. Noone was hurt inside, but the home and everything in it was destroyed.


I loved this article, it reminded me of various stories i've read about hunters getting shot.

Weight-loss Challenge

So i've been terribly busy and neglectful on this blog and for that i appologize. My work is a 45 min commute from my house and on Tuesday evenings i sometimes work from 9-8pm. When i do that i stay in the city at a friends place, which i did last night. It was great, we watched tv ( Law and Order ) which i enjoy but only seem to watch when i'm with him and Scrubs which i had never seen but found quite funny. I was also able to relax and start to read TommyLand finally which was great. I have books upon books that i've borrowed or purchased and i never seem to get around to reading them. It seems when i'm at home i'm either on the computer, at the gym, running errands or doing whatever, i'm always on the go. It's difficult when i get home at 6pm after working all day. By the time i have dinner and hit the gym it's almost 10pm which leaves little time to get in the pleasures of reading. Lately when i get home i'm planning and cooking healthy meals to take to work. It seems i'm up till midnight cooking when i'd rather be reading :)
Jennifer and myself and now Yraucta have a new blog for our challenge to one another check it out at
jenniferandashley.blogspot.com
It stemmed from a conversation a few of us were having post new years over fried mars bars and ice cream :) Each of us has a different reason as to why we would like to slim down. My motivation is a wedding in which i will be a bridesmaid in June. The bride is a size 0 and the rest of the wedding party not much bigger. I'd rather not stand out as a big fat cow up there so that's my motivation for this challenge. As for the others you will have to ask them though i believe Jennifer's is a cute green dress. Anyway, check us out on there and heckle us if you must....we enjoy it!!

New Years and Stepping out of the box

Alright so welcome 2006!!! I attended a house party for New Year's which was good times. We strolled into Jennifer's apartment around 5:30am and slept well past noon. At lunch the next day i was supposed to order something i had not tried before. See, my New Year's Resolution was to step outside the box, get out of my comfort zone and try new things. So i did just that, however the bar did not have the ingredients for my order and i went back to my old failsafe the veggie burger. However, i ordered Cajun fries which was new for me and i snuck off to call the fellow i met the week before which i consider stepping out of the box, for me anyway. I arrived back at the table to announce what i had done, see i could not have told my friends ahead of time as they would have taunted me and listened in had i called him at the apartment.

Jennifer and i also decided that we're fatsos and need to lose some chub. We've decided to have our own Biggest Loser contest. We measured each other and hopped on the scale to get ourselves started...i've been to the gym 3 days in a row now Jennifer :) Anyway, see for those that know us, i'm sure you've heard one of us call the other fatass or fatty or some other such name. Jennifer and i decided a few years back that these two guys on the Amazing Race were hilarious. They referred to one another in ways one would not normally talk to a friend. I recall an episode while one was repelling the other was trying to motivate him by yelling "swing you fat bastard, swing." So Jennifer and I decided to join in on the fun. Now i just received an email from Miss Jennifer saying we should start a two-way biggest loser blog to help movtivate ourselves and for you to all amuse yourselves with our struggles. Yup sounds like a great idea fatty let's get on that :)

Busy Busy Busy

I'm so neglectful sometimes, my appologies. One would think having 10 days off for holidays would make for plenty of time to laze around and relax. Not so i'm afraid. I have a few friends home for the holidays that i do not get to see very often so i've been trying to spend quality time with each of them...which has not really worked out haha but i digress. Howard arrived home on the 15th and i have yet to see him and Jen was down for a few days and i also missed her. As well an old coworker is back in town from the Yukon for a few days and yup you guessed it...didn't get a chance to see her either. Mind you she called when i was out of town and i did call her back and left a message hoping to catch her on her last night here.

I went to a Christmas pubcrawl dressed up as Jack Skellington (see above pic) which is always good times. There were lots of funny costumes....Mary with the tummy and all, the really ugly bad christmas sweater, elves, reindeer, santa...you get the picture. We managed to make it to 7 bars which is not so bad, though the pubcrawl is called the 12 Bars of Christmas, so i guess we were slacking a bit or enjoying ourselves too much with the booze!!

On boxing day i was up at 6:30am and drove with my mom and sister to a mall about an hour away. We shopped till 5pm and yes we got some deals and i finally bought a digital camera yay for me!!! A few minutes later i get a call from Dawn asking about Gavin's open house that night.....i had completely forgot about it and was exhausted but we went and had a good time as all our old buddies were there.

Yesterday a bunch of us went up to TO. Now Moe a friend of mine is down from Dubai for the holidays. He asks me if he needs to bring anything. I suggest pj's a toothbrush stuff like that for the night. He brings nothing and makes us stop at a store so he can get a toothbrush and some deoderant but only because we were disgusted that he didn't bring anything. A few friends stayed in the hotel room and drank while Moe and i went to the Raptors game. We had great seats and ended up meeting Jennifer and Sly for some beverages as well as the hotel crowd. We danced and drank and i ended up chatting with a fellow at the bar and for some reason i took a picture of him LOL. Turns out he also does not eat meat and i got his digits, but we'll see, not sure he's quite my type. We return to the hotel where it's mayhem as we've had far too much to drink and we're all rather silly. In the morning I discover rugburn on my elbow ... curious... and i drag everyone to the Red Room for Pad Thai. Jennifer you will be happy to know that my New Year's resolution will be to step outside the box and try new things....get out of my comfort zone.

As for the next few days...well New Years is creeping up on us and i'm so indecisive. Happy New Years to everyone though !!!

The New/Old Job

So i'm back at my old job from a few years ago and i love every minute of it...well most of the time. Right now i'm concentrating on getting my client's files in order and figuring out all the fuck ups our two students have made but don't even get me started on them ughh. Anyway so i meet with people on probation and find them places to do their Community Service Hours. I probably have around 200 clients that i must see every month. Two of my favorite came in today.

The first gentleman i had the pleasure of hearing on the phone the other day while his probation officer and myself were disscussing an appointment for him to come and see me. She assured me he's really a big teddy bear deep down inside and laughed. He strolls into my office today 30 minutes late asking when i'm going to hurry up and see him cause he doesn't have all day. I start laughing immediately before i've even turned the corner to meet him. He's got some spunk that's for sure. I don't bother to reschedule his appointment as i'm surprised he came down at all to see me. In my office he proceeds to tell me that he's not going back to his placement cause he got bugs there....whatever that means....so i'm going through our database trying to find one for him. He complains about all the ones i choose, he's loud, crass and has absolutely no people skills whatsoever....I ask him if he has computer skills and he laughs and tells me that he can't even read or write...throughout all this though he puts a smile on my face and i am able to joke around with him even though he's a crotchity old bastard and i get a smile from him back.

The 2nd fav of the day is a girl who calls me in the morning and tells me she didn't fucking wake up in time for our fucking appointment and she needs to fucking reschedule it. Classy gal i can see. So we reschedule it for later in the day and she shows up 45 mins early and then appears rather angry in the waiting room that i'm busy when she's arrived and cannot take her right away. I did mangage to see her 30 mins before her scheduled time.....

Ah now i remember why i missed this job so much. You don't run into people like this everyday and as much as some of them will be a big pain in my ass, they keep me on my toes and make me laugh.