Dear Idiot at Work:

Taking someone's food, that was ordered from the place we get our overtime meals, and taking a big bite out of the dessert is not cool.

Even more not cool is letting him go into a tirade, blaming it on the girl who does the deliveries. If someone hadn't eventually ratted you out, he would have called the place and got into a huge ridiculous fight with them.

Practical jokes are funny, but you're an ass.

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I'm in a grumpy mood. First of all, my lunch today actually made me more hungry, if you believe that. It was one of those stupid "light" Michelenas, and I swear a half hour after eating it I was actually dizzy from hunger. Not a word a lie.

Second, see the letter above. I hate morons.

Third, why doesn't Canada get games on the same release date as the US? We're not that far away.

Fourth, I don't even know if the game I want is in or not because the guy I spoke to on the phone was a moron. His answer was "no, I don't think so" without even bothering to look, and then when I mentioned that it was supposed to be released today, his dimwitted response was, "No, games come in on Tuesday." Yes genius, I know that games are normally released on Tuesdays. However, this game happened to have been released on a Thursday. Get up off your lazy fucking ass and go check the game cases.

Fifth, has my body forgotten how to be lighter? Seriously, I exercised for 40 minutes every morning before work for almost a month, ate less and ate better, and didn't lose so much as a single pound. I know I'm CAPABLE of losing weight because I certainly gained a ton of it back when Frank and I broke up. Why can I suddenly not lose it now? Forum friends insist that I must still be taking in too many calories. Well let me tell you, if I cut the calories any further I will DIE FROM STARVATION.

Sixth, I look like shit. I'll admit, I didn't sleep well for nearly a year after moving here, but I've been sleeping well lately! And yet my eyes seem to have developed a permenant purple cast. I look like I'm exausted ALL THE TIME.

Seventh, I'm on my 11th straight day of work. One to go and I feel like it'll never be over.

Rawr.

So I've taken to reading the newspapers people bring to work during lunch. Mostly it's just out of boredom because everyone else is reading the news too. Here are a couple of things I came across yesterday, one which surprised me, one which annoyed me, and one which pissed me off:

A&W Restaurant receives dubious "Salt Lick" award. Apparently they examined a bunch of different fast food kids meals to help encourage healthier eating for children. One of the things that they found was that a single Chubby Chicken kid's meal (which is two chicken strips, plus fries or whatever) has 1.5 times the TOTAL DAILY recommended intake of sodium for children. Like, holy fuck. Obviously fast food is bad for you, but when you hear stats like that it really makes you understand why kids nowadays can't run the length of their house...their cholesterol is sky-high!

Minimum wage in Nova Scotia to rise to $9.65 by 2010. Now obviously this is a good thing. Yay more money for people who have to deal with shitty jobs! What annoyed me about this article was one particular statistic they quoted: "There are currently 22,000 Nova Scotians working for minimum wage." Where the living fuck did they get that number? Think about this for a minute...look at North Sydney. Hell, look JUST at the North Sydney MALL. There are at least 50 employees working minimum wage in Zellers...probably another 50 in Sobeys...and I'd have to wager at least another 50 between the clothing stores, the Dollar Store, the card shop, etc. So that's 150 just in that one building. Then add in all the fast food in North Sydney, plus all the little shops down the main strip. And this is just little old North Sydney. Then add in the other 200 communities across the province including HALIFAX, which probably has about 500 restaurants all by itself. Like fuck there are only 22,000 minimum wage workers in Nova Scotia. Try multiplying that a few times you wanks.

Judge ruling pisses off local livejournal poster. Okay, so I made the title up, but it's 100% true. Basically the story was about a rape. This young Native guy (early 20's I think it was) rapes two girls. The second one decides to take him to the cleaners. He is found guilty. Story over, right? Wrong. APPARENTLY (and this is the first thing that pisses me off) there is some stupid fucking bylaw that states that during sentencing (don't know if it's just for rape or in all law-breaking), Aboriginals are to be given "special consideration". Alright. First off...what the ever-living fuck? I don't care who you are, where you came from, or what your fucking circumstances are, the law is the fucking law. Why should a 20-year-old native boy receive any less punishment than a 20-year-old white boy? I've got news for you, lawmakers, that's fucking discrimination against anyone who ISN'T native. Fuck you.

The story continues from there, unfortunately. They looked into the asshat's background and found out that he'd had a "horrifying life" (Judge's quote) - basically, his mother was murdered when he was 5, his father died soon after, and he spent his life in foster care and they apparently weren't very good to him. Okay, whatever, he had a rough life. LOTS of fucking people have rough lives. Regardless, the Judge has decided to give this bastard a more lenient sentence because of it!

WHAT. THE. FUCK.

What the FUCK does having a rough life have to do with RAPING A GIRL. NOTHING. By this logic if my dad beat me as a child I could go out and shoot up a building and still somehow be seen as a fucking victim? Bullshit. I really fucking hate the system sometimes.



I'm done now. :P

- Despite being retardedly childish, Fairly Oddparents is an awesome fucking show. XD Cosmo rocks.

- Matthew Lawrence is the only guy I ever had a crush on in my younger years (Superhuman Samurai Cyber Squad!!!), who I still totally have the hots for. God he's hot.

- The Comebacks was a retarded but funny movie.

- Working 12 days in a row sucks.

- Horny kitties who I can't afford to get fixed also suck.

- Rock Band gets insanely painfully evil eventually. It's like it goes from, "Yeah, this is okay," to "OH MY FUCKING GOD MAKE IT STOP!"

- FUCK Matthew Lawrence is hot.

- Okay, I'm done now. >.> <.

- Even after all these years and having seen it a hundred times, the original Star Wars trilogy is still awesome personified. Also, I can't argue with Jason calling me a loser when we watch and I name every random character and creature that pops on the screen. >.> Along that same note, Kell: I've determined that you, Mesa, and I are the only people who really know what AT-ST and AT-AT stand for.

- Lego Star Wars is awesome. XD

- Lego Indiana Jones looks like it's going to be awesome. XD

- WRITING IS HARD. Or maybe I'm just out of practice. Either way, it turns out that writing "what you know" is actually harder than making shit up because it incites an infuriating desire to get everything absolutely perfect. >.< I've crumpled up four pages and still don't have a start to my zombie apocalypse story.

- I was wandering around Chapters.ca and came to the conclusion that I would need a second job in order to purchase all the books I want. The least of which is not the entire Dark Tower series by Stephen King...seven books at $20 each (if I want the original covers...the new ones look like ASS).

- I'm fat. Well, okay, not really, but it starts to feel that way when you've only got two pairs of pants that fit and one of them splits a seam. >.>

- I'm out. :P

I'm thinking about writing an apocolyptic zombie story. I know it seems 100% different from anything I normally write (although...who can confirm that? Kell and Sean are the only two who come to mind....^^;;;;) but hear me out. I really think that the main reason I consistently give up on most of my story ideas is that they are so fantastical. I love fantasy and the like, but it involves so much thought and planning and creation of worlds and the like. Yet to write something that happens in the real world, you need but use the images and experiences around you.

Plus I've been reading a lot of Stephen King and recently rewatched the original Dawn of the Dead.

Zombie stories just seem fun to me. I don't know why, but if I were told tomorrow that there was going to be a terrible apocolypse and I had to choose what form it took, I would totally choose zombies. Maybe I'm crazy, but I figure if the world is going to go down, I want it to be in a way that allows me to fight back as much as possible. Spending what could possibly be my last days killing zombies just seems so much more preferable to, say, being crushed by a giant tsunami.

Just saying is all.

Plus, I need some creative output. I've been working way too much lately. @_@

ROCK BAND IS KILLING MY PERCEPTION OF HOW AWESOME I AM.

Seriously man, you'd be amazed how hard the singing part of that game is. @_@ There's this little arrow that angles up or down depending on which direction your pitch is off, but the range changes depending on every song. So like, in one song, if there's a note at the very bottom of the bar and a note at the very top, it might be like looooowwwwwww....HIGH!!!! But in another song those two notes might be right the hell next to each other. And there's this one f**king Beastie Boys song (Sabotage) that has no pitch at all. You have to, like...rap it. I was like "WHAT?!"

I need a country version of this game. ^_^;;;;;

On the other hand though, the drums are really fun, if not sickeningly difficult to get used to. XD

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Other games are awesome as well. Legend of Zelda: Phantom Hourglass is teh rock - it uses ONLY the styus, which I thought would be retarded, but works out really really well. The gameplay is fun an imaginative and silly. There was this one puzzle...I want to kill whoever thought of it. It stumped Jason for about an hour, and then when I got to the same spot he refused to explain it to me on principle, so it took me about an hour. See, you're looking at this map on a wall that seems to be an upside-down mirror image of a map you have in your inventory. A note says to "press" the maps together. So you look at the map on the wall, then you bring out your map. The wall map moves up to the top screen of the DS and your map shows on the bottom screen. I thought you had to touch them together or draw a line where you wanted them to go together; I tried a million different things, most of them several times.

So what do you have to do? Give up? You have to CLOSE the freakin' DS, thus "pressing" the two screens together. I nearly shit a brick.

Final Fantasy: Reverent Wings is pretty awesome too, but you've gotta like strategy-based games. At the beginning you can pretty much highlight every one of your characters and send them screaming into battle, but as you move through the chapters you really have to start thinking about what you're doing or you're going to end up dead.

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In different news, there's a lot to planning a wedding. @_@ I haven't really been doing a lot of REAL planning, but when you really start looking at all the things you have to do it's like "Shit...I don't have time for all this!" And I've got a year and a half, so that's saying something. >.>

Mostly I'm just scared to pick out a dress. I'm not one of these crazy picky women who has to have every tiny little detail absolutely perfect - I know that weddings go wrong and I've seen it a million times and I'm not so egotistical as to think that nothing is going to go wrong at mine. However, the dress is extremely important to me. It's not often that I really get to dress up and be beautiful and have everyone's attention on me. So I want the perfect dress; I want it to make me look more beautiful than I've ever looked in my life. And the thought of searching for a dress like that scares the shit out of me. I have no confidence in myself to accomplish this task.

Jason's so lucky. He looks awesome in a suit either way. >.<

I keep thinking about weird things too, like, what am I going to do with the cats? We'll be getting married on the northside, and we'll probably have to go down a few days in advance because of last-minute things and rehersals and the like, so what about the cats? I can't really bring them with me - mom's too allergic and Jason's mom has a dog. But will I really be able to leave them home? Three or even four days is bad enough, but I imagine we'll be on the northside for the better part of a week, at least.

One good thing is that mom has promised that, no matter how much it costs, she'll pay for a decorator to do the hall as long as it gets her out of doing any streamer-hanging and balloon-blowing. XD

First of all, thanks everyone for the congratulations. ^_^ I figured I'd be bombarded on Facebook, but it's been here and the forums I go to where I've gotten tackled with congrats. Love you guys!!!

Now, on to the topic at hand...

Jason and I seem to have a problem. Said problem has something to do with video games and not being able to stop buying them. >.>

Here's a breakdown:
- Back in May, Jason bought me a Wii on a total whim, having seen one sitting in our Walmart for the first time since they came out and figuring that if he didn't get it them he might not see one again for god knows how long.
- In September, the two of us bought a PS3 on a total whim after seeing it go on a great sale, and having just recently purchased a high def tv.
- For Christmas, at the very last possible minute, I bought Jason an XBox360 on a total whim, realizing that I hadn't gotten him anything particularly "big" and knowing he'd love me to death for it.

In games, since some time in October we've bought:
- Guitar Hero 3 (because COME ON)
- Super Mario Galaxy (hadn't seen a real Mario game in a long time!)
- Assassin's Creed (Jason's b-day present)
- Beautiful Katamari (got it with the 360)
- Marvel Alliance and Forza Motorsport (came with the 360)
- Lego Star Wars Complete Saga (for me for Christmas)
- Final Fantasy XII Revenant Wings (for me for Christmas)
- Legend of Zelda Phantom Hourglass (for me for Christmas)
- Dead or Alive Extreme 2 (found it at Futureshop for $20)
- Halo 3 (had a WalMart giftcard and it went on Boxing Day sale for $40)

And last night we crossed the final frontier and bought the full box set for Rock Band.

Yes...we have a serious problem.

On another note though, Rock Band is awesome. XD It comes with one guitar, a drum set, and a microphone (why it doesn't come with another guitar, which would be the last thing you need to have the whole set, is beyond me). Jason gravitated towards the guitar of course. I tried the drums, thinking they'd be easy and that the singing would be the hard part, but it turns out the drums are hard as tits (you have to use your foot for one of the buttons and apparently I have no eye-foot coordination) so I tried the singing and really got into it. There's a swinging arrow that directs you to the correct pitch, so even if you don't know the song, you can take a really good stab at it. ^_^

I'm playing games ALL WEEKEND.

ALL. WEEKEND.

So Jason and I were opening our presents to each other last night. We got each other lots of cool (and geeky) stuff; movies, books, figures, video-games, etc. But there was this one present for me, which Jason insisted be the last thing opened, that was just huge. Like, the length and depth of a couch, and about half a foot thick. But it's also extremely light, so I'm very confused about it.

So I finally get to open it and by the time I get the wrapping paper off I find it's the box from our tv stand. And when I open the box, guess what I find? A smaller box. I believe my exact words were, "Oh, so it's gonna be this way is it?" So this trend continues for six or seven layers. I unwrap a box, open it, and find a smaller wrapped box. Suddenly the weight of the present is making complete and total sense. The whole time Jason is taking pictures of me looking pissed off that my present is getting smaller and smaller by the minute.

So finally I get down to the center of the thing and it's an envelope that says "Merry Christmas - Open Me!" By now my curiosity has totally peaked. I open the envelope and what I find cannot immediately be identified. It seems to be a plastic sheath with some papers in it, the top one of which has a picture of a huge diamond. Before I can fully register this, I notice Jason moving and look back to find him down on one knee, ring-box in hand, motioning for me to stand up.

Of course you realize this is the point at which I started crying. ^_____^

His exact words, and I quote, were, "For the most special girl in my life, would you please do me the honor of becoming my better half?"

My response was much more incoherent, and akin to a football tackle. XD

The ring is absolutely gorgeous: a princessa-cut laid in white gold. I'll take a picture later of it on my hand, but this is the ring here: http://www.charmdiamondcentres.com/Products/ch2273.jpg

I've been walking on air since last night. ^____^ I really wish I didn't have to return to work today because I'd love to just snuggle with my baby for a week. lol Jason said he's hoping we can do it in Summer 2009. That gives me exactly a year and a half to make all my decisions and lose enough weight to be happy in a wedding dress. AHHH!!!!!!!!!! ^____________________________^<3

It may make me seem a tad presumptuous about the quality of my physical assets, but I desperately want this shirt:

http://www.thinkgeek.com/tshirts/ladies/9d05/

XD
That is all.

Haven't had a real post in a while, so here I am. Bow before me.

Only 18 days till Christmas! I'm all a twitter. I got Jason some awesome presents this year, and he always gets me great stuff, and I also did this Secret Santa thing this year so I'm very curious to see what my SS sends me (I didn't send mine yet, but I'm sending my target - who lives in North Carolina - a Mother Webb's mug and the Mudder Tung books...I think he'll get a huge kick out of it). Plus I'm insanely curious about what Jason's parents got him. It is a box, only about half a foot thick, but about three feet high and at least 7 feet long. I haven't the foggiest what it could be. Our best guess so far was something like a ping pong table (which Jason actually really wants) but we're doubtful because Jason's mom just doesn't get stuff like that for Christmas, you know? She's more into the practical gifts than the fun ones. Curious...

My car is driving me apeshit retarded. It's starting to remind me of Dru, Kell, although it shouldn't because it's much younger than Dru was. Since the summer I've had a blown tire (and then had to replace the opposite side as well to ensure even wearing), a leak in my power steering fluid, a dead battery, and a torn up fan belt (which turned out to be a mis-alligned pulley). I also had to buy two new snow tires this year, and when I went to get an oil change they found out that my oil pan had started to rot. To top it all off, when I went to Midas to get the oil pan replaced, they discovered that Hyundai (BASTARDS!!!!!!111oneeleventy) had sent the wrong size pan, and upon calling them found that they had no more and wouldn't be able to get one until next week. So the Midas guys had to put the old pan back on and shelack the hell out of it in hopes that it wouldn't leak by the time I get back. At least Midas guy didn't charge me. He's awesome.

Oh yeah, and I still have to fork over $180 to get my licence sticker thingies renewed. Grawh.

Also, this morning when I went to leave for work, the doors were frozen shut. Not the locks, the actual physical doors. I nearly died of mecha-ulcers right there.

ANYWAY.

Anyone know how to cook a turkey? >.> <.< I'm going to try it this year for the first time since Jason and I won't be home on Christmas. I'm scared to fuck of messing it up because the smallest turkey I could find cost $26. @_@

Also, ham. My parents are coming up Christmas Eve and I want to make a ham. Anyone know how the hell to make a ham?

I'm really getting in over my head here.

Here's a story: there's this woman at work, right? She's an average size, a little heavier than me and a little taller too. She's been having these stomache pains for a few months and couldn't figure out why, right? So she was at this party a few weeks ago and started keeling over in pain and bleeding profusely from...you know where. So they rushed her to the hospital and a few hours later...*pop!*...baby girl. The woman had no idea she was pregnant. She was on those BC pills that doctors are perscribing now that have no placebos...you take the pill packs one after another and effectively never have a period. So she hadn't missed a period because she wasn't having any, and assumed that there was no way she could be pregnant because she was on the pills. The doctor who delivered the baby said it was amazing that the baby was healthy as it was being hit with a barrage of birth control hormones. Plus, you know, she didn't know she was preggers, so she was still drinking alcohol and what-not. She's very lucky she didn't just suddenly miscarriage. I think the only thing that could be more of a shock than suddenly giving birth to an unknown baby would be suddenly giving birth to an unknown dead baby. O_O

*sniffle sniffle* Ugh, I'm dying here. My boss has me changing out filters on the DCS panels today and the dust is making me sneeze my head off. It's evil I tells ya. EVIL. Ah well, only four more days of work until my week off. *dances*

I've run out of things to say. My mind is fuzzy today. :o