Tuesday, November 18, 2008
I never got the chance to comment how much of a turd the Job the Plumber guy was. It got to the point that even Fox News said “Joe, you’re a Turd, no go away”, but I never got the chance. This guy actually reminded me of a “friend” from college. He liked to act like he was educated and better than us, but in reality he was just a control freak, and a hypocrite. Actually this guy is a cross between Joe the plumber, and John Wayne Bobbitt. To this day, I keep expecting to see his face on the front page of the news paper with the headline “Man get penis chopped off”. Now I would never wish this on any guy, but I wonder if he’s calm down if he was neutered. Oh and Joe is still a douche.
Now I’m writing this part 4 days later. I get called away, and next thing you know, It’s days later. I’m still toying with the idea of getting a Macbook Pro, and I can hear Vics screaming (she’s not a Mac person), but it’s just something different. I’m hoping to get one.
You know what the problem is, when you continue a blog post that you started 4 days ago? You’re not motivated to continue. Oh well at least I’m blogging more than some people I know (not point fingers).
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Saturday, November 15, 2008
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Friday, November 07, 2008
I really don’t like the idea of restrooms being a place where douchbags hang out (pin intended), and watch the damn game. If I need to go, I don’t want to have to wait, while the guy at the stall is screaming SHOOT!!! It’s not cool.
I’ve also seen this in the washrooms in malls as of late, and I’m finding this to be even annoying than watching sports in the bathroom in a restaurant. The last thing, I know to know is that a store is having a sale on certain items, while my “junk” is out, and I’m taking a piss.
What happened to going to the bathroom being “peaceful” time? I mean seriously. We get bombarded with advertisements all day, from television, radio, the Internet, billboards, now I have to go through this when I’m taking a piss?
Enough already. If you ask me to buy something, advertising at a urinal, I’m not buying it.
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Thursday, November 06, 2008
I know I said what I said…but sometimes life is hard. I’ve been extremely busy at work. Staying late and crashing around 8:00pm every night this week. Then I would wake up at 1am, or 3am; sometimes both. Sometimes I wish that I didn’t have to sleep, but this is getting annoying. There’s one thing that has kept to going thought, and that is next summer’s trip to Chicago, but I’ve decided that Chicago isn’t enough for me. It’s just a start.
Last week, I dreamed that I was in the UK. I’m not sure where exactly I was, but I do know I was in the UK. I know I was there to meet a certain blogger, her bloke, and their “lil” one, but I don’t think I actually meet any of them. All I remember is waiting in a bar/pub/whatever they call them over there.
Then earlier this week, I found myself looking through Expedia.ca at flight/hotel packages for a week in Hong Kong, to which I concluded, Hong Kong isn’t as expensive as I thought it would be, so I’m toying with the idea of adding Hong Kong my list…after London. I’ve committed London (or wherever in the UK Vics is) for 2010, no matter what.
I’m still thinking Vegas would be cool, as well as going back to Ottawa. There are some old friends in Ottawa a new one, that I haven’t meet face to face, and Vegas…well a couple of days in Vegas, while staying at the Hooters Hotel, or some other “fine” establishment. Let’s see, Vegas vs. Ottawa. I might do a poll on that one day. Either way, one of those trips would be squeezed in between Chicago and London.
One thing that I have noticed is the lack of interest in flying back home to visit family. I’m sorry, but I do not want to go to that small town in Northern Ontario…ever, but I know that one Christmas I’ll have to make that journey…to the dullest place on earth.
I’ve also considered a weekend in Fort McMurray. While I wasn’t born there, I did grow up there, and I consider that place home, more than the small town in Northern Ontario. I honestly feel that part of the world held me back. There wasn’t any opportunity for me there, unless I wanted to be a lumberjack, drive a truck, or do something for a living that I would absolutely hate. Fort McMurray has options.
So once, again. I will try to blog more regularly, and avoid blogging about Britney Spears’s Vagata.
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