Here's the caption to the video from the website: "You know how sometimes, after you eat way too many pot brownies, you get so stoned and paranoid that you can't find your police badge and you're totally convinced that you're dying—or worse still, already dead?
Well, that's exactly what happened to this unfortunate police officer. Thankfully for us, his frantic 911 call was captured on national television."
I wont go into detail because i honestly am so sick of complaining about my new job that i dont have it in me to explain it all again, but! i hate my new job. it's not so much the job as me. everyone there is so understanding and really really nice to me, but i cant handle it.this job just isnt for me. i cant handle myself in a semi-emergency situation, like a black-out, let alone if someone cuts their hand off and i need to call an ambulance or if there's a fire. i have no fucking clue what to do.
my confidence has grown since i started the job though, in only a few short days, so im proud of myself for that. but as far as being a security guard, i can't handle it. at least not there.
i need to talk to Rozy about it. I can't keep putting myself through these anxieties, they're making more exhausted than I already am, what with working nights and all. I wish it could have worked out, but I just can't handle overload of dred and anxiety, I went through that with a job once before (completely different and a helluva lot easier, but still) and I promised myself I would NEVER put myself through it again. It's a terribly horrible feeling.
Anyhow, perhaps I can still work there, but work that gate where all I do is sit around and make sure the contractor are tagged and such. Twelve hours of doing pretty much nothing, but still, I need these hours. Goddamn it.
SO! It is exactly 5:48 AM, and guess what. IM AWAKE O_O. Wanna know why? Go ahead, guess. No. ... No... ... Hey fu! ...peanut gallery.. .. That's right!! I start my new job today! Cookie to those who guessed right!
I'm pretty excited, though I know there won't be a whole lotta excitement involved. I'm mostly glad to finally be out of McDonalds. It was getting to be a near health risk for me there, the amount of weight I gained over the short span of working there. Ugh. But now, with my new job and absolutely no fast-food influences directly in sight, I can now allow myself to lose the initial weight i gained (though most not without work, of course). The work place in question is about ten minutes outside the city driving, and I'm thinking of asking for a bike for my birthday. I'll need to get my body ready for the activity first of course, but imagine riding a bike, twice a day, forty minutes a ride? Ouch. But man will those pounds fall off! Let's hope I get th chance, I really want to be like I was again when I still lived in Freddy.. two years ago o_o
Anyhow! The parents will be here soon to pick me up! (another added bonus to a job that starts so bloody early). Yay 12hrs! See ya at 0630!
I just might finally be able to get out of my energy leeching, fat producing job! Yay! A few weeks ago, Rozzy, the supervisor guard at the Maple Leaf plant, told Wendy that she really really wanted me to work with her (I've worked with her before at Country Fest etc) and asked if I still worked at McD's. Well I give her a call and she tells me she's interested in having a guard in one of the potentially new gates at the plant. She wasn't exactly certain on if it would be opened, or when, but she wanted me to know about the job and that she was interested in having me. I waited up until Wednesday (when I happened to be on my break at work) to finally get another call from her. It's a go. I have an interview of sorts with her on Sunday at one o'clock. Quite possibly the most lax interviews I will ever have since I'm already on really friendly terms with her. I can't wait. I need out of McDonalds. I have gained SO much weight working there, it's unbelievable. Here's hoping I like the sounds of what all the job entails, plus I get to get a guard license >:D
And that's my news. Off to eat me some nuked-from-frozen fettuccine-y goodness!
So Dad and Wendy are in Fredericton until Thrusday to see Chris' graduation. They left yesturday, and once again I am here looking after their fuzzy little babies. I am... rediculously jealous. As much as I hate the place, I do miss it. There are as many fond memories as there are bad, and the general nostalgia it would bring to go back would be worth it. Plus I miss everyone. I don't really talk to anyone, and I really wouldn't want anyone to see me, I would still love to just get together with everyone and do shit we used to. I hate growing up =_=
Anyway, I'm arting again :\ I can't stop either, which is good. I haven't really improved at all, what with not doing anything more artistic lately than making smiley faces with mustard. I'll more than likely post my next crapterpiece when it's done. So far I'm pretty fond of it, even though the colour job sucks ass. I need to get the motivation to actually practice this stuff, especially with markers. I have nearly year old prisma markers that i haven't really used at all since i got them, too afraid I'll ruin my drawings with my lack of knowhow when it comes to them. Buh.
It bugs me being left in the dark about things I feel I should know about before others. Who would have thought I had such a high opinion of myself to think I am better than other people and should therefore know more than them? Fuck I'm sad. Maybe if I actually took the initiative to ask around or contact said people/person.. Guess I'm just as used to not going out of my way to tell others whats going on that I expect them to come to me and ask, otherwise just chalk it up to them not giving enough shit. I'm a shitty friend/person. But that doesn't make me any less annoyed. :\
ps. i have a headache >_o my throat still hurts, it must be infected. i need to get off my ass and go to a walk-in just heard about that shooting in virginia.. sick stuff :\
I'm off tomorrow morning for my trip to Lucy and Electric Six! So fucking psyched. -spazz- Wish me luck! Me 'n Rob are having a bit of a party with much alcohol and other such paraphernalia ;3 Tomorrow morning is going to kick my ass. But that's Ok, I'll need the sleep I never get when traveling.
I'm going to see Lucy!! I leave on the 20th and stay for six days of awesome lovefuntime!! I am so psyched. It didn't actually occur to me what was happening until last night while I was trying to fall asleep. I remembered all the awesome weekends spent drawing, giggling, and walking through the forest. Those forest ventures were always my favorite. GAH! I don't know what I'm more nervous about, seeing Lucy the first time in two years, or meeting her friends? I am so self-conscious, I don't know why but I'm afraid of what Lucy (or her friends) might think of me when they see me. Like I said, McDonalds helped me let myself go. Bleh. I know I'm being silly, but still, the feeling is still there :\
BUT! I'm going! I'm going to see my Lucy! -squish- glee!
Even though she won't see this, I have to thank Ashley for giving me the money to go to Toronto. I still can't believe she did that. She might even be driving me to Winnipeg. We aren't sure since it will be a day earlier, and March break for MB is around that week, so loads of kids have already taken a bunch of those days off. Hell, I don't even know if I can book that day off, but I won't be in the province, so they'll have to, won't they? :D
Til next time. Fwee!
Next trip, Fredericton. As much as I never, ever want to go back, I miss some of the people, so maybe..
It's like having Christmas, your birthday AND Easter all in one rolled up rice ball of candy coated goodness! I really hope my luck holds fast, it's been wavering slightly as it gets nearer and nearer to the date.. What do you mean, what am I talking about?? A week ago (correct me if I'm wrong) I was talking to Kith, and we were talking about me visiting her sometime this month so she could take me to Electric Six and have me to herself for a weekend. We've been discussing these plans for a long long while now, but I never though it possible until just recently. While I was talking to her, I was checking up on WestJets website to get a general idea of how much a flight to Toronto would cost. Turns out it would only cost me a scant 350. Well, with income tax coming and all, I thought "I can totally do that!" Rob was going to help me out since he was looking forward to a Very generous income tax check. So all yesterday was the best shift I've had at that god forsaken place in a long while, as I was looking forward to going home and buying those plane tickets. Turns out though that Rob would not be getting anywhere Near the amount he first thought, so the whole thought of going to visit Lucy crashed down around my ears. At the time my friend from work, Ashley, was over since she was whisking us off to her house for some pizza's. She already offered to drive me to Winnipeg (a good two hour drive) to the airport, and when she heard that I couldn't go in the end, she offered to pay for my ticket! I literally almost cried. I had the tears well up an everything. I mean, holy crap. SO. If those seat sales are still there by this evening, I am totally going to see my Lucy in Toronto!! I'm going to try and not be all happy and giddy and excited today. If it turns out that the seat sales are gone, or Ashley wasn't able to get into her savings account (she has over four grand in there) then I will be extremely disappointed like I almost was last night. God, I don't know what I'd do without her. We haven't even known each other all that long, and she's willing to buy my way to TO? Her words were "Well, I know how much you Really wanted to go.." Oy. I really need to learn to put more faith in people and myself. Who knew I could meet and befriend so many awesome people?
Anyhow, off to work for me. Cross your fingers for me!!
You guys will want to kill me after awhile, despite the discustingly adorable kittiness in your face.
Thats right. More kitten than you can handle, plus mine and Robs manly voices :D Ahem. This time it's just Ash, high on catnip. I believe this is the first time we've ever given him a 'Marinated Mouse' (a fur covered mouse sitting inside a large jug of dried catnip). He was absolutely retarded after this.. Everything that moved was under his mercy.. especially my torn pants.. my poor ankles ;-;
PS. Yes, Ash is wearing a pink collar, and yes, it has a bell. Shut up, didn't you know, real men wear pink? Sheesh..
[EDIT] You have GOT to watch this with the volume on the video down, and listening to Exterminate, Annihilate, Destroy by Rotersand. It's beautiful
Today was Robs day off, and I can only assume he was bored, or testing out the web cams videos, or thought 'Hey, they're right there, and the web cams right here..' Anyways.. He made a video of the kids, which made me decide that it was the perfect opportunity to get an account on YouTube! Because I know you've all been dying to see my kitties, here they are! (Don't mind the creepy voice in the background.. that's just Rob on crack.) Enjoy!
The grey and white one is Ash. The grumpy looking tabby is Howell. Sometime I will show you lot his full body so you can see his three-leggedness n_n Mostly it's just Howell, but I mostly posted this to show you guys my babies <3
(Looks like Howell's trying to get fresh with Ash.. Rob often says Howell's gay.. Sometimes I think he might be right <_<)
So we got another cat, this one is a nine week old bag of bones covered in three inch long fur, so needless to say we thought he was a she for the first week of having him. I laughed when i saw him, and who wouldn't have? Honestly, a face with a two inch diameter on a head thats twice the size? Seriously.
His name is Ash for his incredibly thick grey fur, with the occasional white patch. He and Howell became fast friends too, which I'm rather surprised about, and very pleased.
Now to tell the story of how I aquired the little cutie. Which means going back about a year very quickly. One cold november morn, my stepmom Wendy was told that one of the strays within the compound were she works at had kittens. She went outside with a co-worker named 'Peppy', who feeds the strays there regularly. There she saw a beautiful little snow white kitten, witch grey patches. The kitten was far too friendly to be a proper stray, coming right up to the people to say hello. In short order, a new member to the family was added; Spirit. .One year later. I'm working one cool november evening when I get a text message asking if I knew of anyone who was willing to give Spirit's half-sister a home. I replied right away saying I wanted to, but knew it to be impossible since my landlord only allows us to have one cat. I then asked a friend from work who had said that when she moved into her new appartment with her boyfriend, they were allowed to have pets and wanted to get a cat. She told me that she would ask her boyfriend then get back to me. The next day she calls and asks when they would be collecting her because they wanted her, and I said it depended on if they see her by where Peppy feeds the strays or not. Now, Ashley and Sean (the interested ones) are quite the stoners, especially Sean, so the next time I see her I jokingly say 'Now, if I hear a peep about you guys hotboxing this kitten, I won't hesitate to take her away!' she replies with 'Yeah, tell Sean that.' Now right away I'm getting second thoughts on this whole idea, but we were both joking around so I didn't take it too seriously. The next day I asked her if she had told Sean what I said, and she tells me that he says 'Let's see her try and stop me!' I give her this look as she continues with 'And I told him, Oh she will, trust me'. At this point I'm really wondering if it were the right choice to offer the kitten to these two at all. For one, I did NOT like what he said, and two, I really didn't like that she didn't even bother arguing with him not to do it. So we start talking about it and she's telling me that 'It's not like we're going to stick her in a box and hot box her' and continued on telling me that it's not that bad, especially if they're only blowing it in her face. Um, excuse me? I didn't even know what to say to that, she just did not seem to understand that, for an 8 or 9 week old kitten, it can be extremely harmful, if not lethal, and it's just not fair to animals no matter what the age. Needless to say, after discussing the issue with Wendy, we decided not to let her have the kitten. The only problem was that I was feeling slightly guilty for it, they had already named it (Skeeter, if you can imagine. Quel surpise.) and she was really excited at the prospect. I didn't want to just walk up and tell her No, but Wendy and I were not going to be responsible for them killing the kitten or just fucking it up in general. So I never told her. She has no idea we have her/him. For now I'm just telling her that they haven't seen a whisker of the little one, and once she gets her own, without my help, then I won't have to worry about her hounding me. She's my friend/aquantence, and I hate lying to her about it, but yeah, there are times when you must draw the line, even for friends. She never comes over so I don't have to really worry. The only reason she has to coming over to my house at all is for her broken vaccuum I borrowed, but we already know to hide Ash when she does come over, so it's no big deal.
Wendy took him to the vets yesturday to get his shots and such. I literally fell against the wall laughing when i read the text reading: Congradulations, it's a Boy!!
On other news, I'm going to Regina (-snicker-) tomorrow morning to work the Agrebition there as night H.R. My shift is 7pm to 7am, so I'm staying up tonight and just napping either on the way there or waiting until we get to the hotel. I'm pretty excited since this is the first time I've done anything like this, but I'm think I'm basically over the anxiety of fucking up or falling asleep. I'm pretty good at staying up at night when i have to. And besides, it's not like I'll be the only one awake at those hours. Holy fuck it's 10:43pm and I'm already tired. I'm fucked. Heh, I kid, Rob's helping me out by staying awake with me on the phone.
So if there are any nocturnal types out there, I'll be one AIM and MSN if you want to do a little chit or a little chat. G'night to those who will be sleeping -shakesfist- and mayhaps I'll have an update for you all within the next month. Ta.
P.S I finally got Depeche Mode - Playing The Angel! Whoot!
sketch meme: the first (5) people to comment in this post get to request a sketch of a subject/character of their choosing from me. in return, they have to post this in their journal.
i found a beautiful orange tabby on the website for the pound here in brandon, and i really really wanted him. the only problem is is that he was going to be put down today, friday, at 1pm. so i made many calls and tried to find some kind of way to pick him up and have a place to leave him for about two weeks until me and rob moved into our apartment. everything was finally all figured out and this morning we woke up early and started our long day. it took us an hour to find the pound, and when we finally got there at around 930am, we (or rather i) was quite destraught to find that the animal control officer already picked up that cat (who i was going to name calcifer, the cute fire demon from howls moving castle) and he was no longer there. wendy suggested that we take a look anyways, and i wasnt going to say no. we didnt travel all day to give up that easily, especially when any one of the cats inside probably had until that afternoon until they were euthenized as well. and thats when i saw him. the three legged, grey and brown tabby who i also saw and dearly wanted on the same website. as soon as i saw his face peeking curiously up at us from one of the cages i knew it was the one with only three legs, but i didnt enquire right away. the guy who ran the place mentioned him and confirmed my suspicions. about five minutes later, i was holding the great oaf in my arms after the owner plopped him on me to retrieve the paper work. we traveled back to town and off to grand valley vetrinarian clinic to get his shots so that he could be placed in a boarding kennel until we were all moved in, and the entire time he would not stop howling. the only time he would cease was when we were looking at him or petting him or what have you. (could just be love talking, but he has a beautiful voice!) i was pretty relieved to find that he was very good at the vets, he barely even flinched when he got his shots and purred like crazy while wendy (stepmom) soothed and talking to him. after that we didnt put him back in his carrying kennel, and he layed on my feet until we pulled up to the boarding place where i went in to sign him up for two weeks.
and thats my story! im actually very proud of myself, despight alot of odds and many discouraging looks and words, i stuck it out. i ended up failing thw orange one (which really wasnt my fault, they said 1pm not 910am), but where one life was taken, anothers was saved.
i dont need to tell you i had to fight hard not to cry while i was there, knowing alot of those cats were all going to be put down that same day, but there wasnt much i could do, it had to be the most depressing place i had ever been to.
and without further ado, i give you the late calcifer and the new member to my family, howell:
my new baby. you can see which leg is missing, not the one where his paw is cut off from the picture, but the hind leg closest to us :3
[note: that is not me holding him, just the picture i took from the website that they havent yet updated. plus, dont mind the fansy/cheap photoshopping... i just wanted something fun and silly as a desktop bg n_n;;]
tv sports center shizz (i swear my dad is deaf or something)
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i dont work tomorrow, and homg i am so very happy n_n
too bad i cant sleep until 2, or veg naked in my bed playing nintendogs or kingdom hearts. nay! i must peel myself out of the warmth of my bed, slime myself from my stinky lair into a shower, and bus it to ACC to drop off my resume, transcript and 35$ fee thing. whoot.
ah well, best get this done asap. but looking at the copy of the transcript the school sent for me doesnt really make me feel too confident. although i passed english, like the school wants, and all them other things i have failed or didnt do too well in i dont need for culinary crap, i didnt take uber-math-of-doom like the course asks that we have. oh well. should be fine.. i hope.
i kind of wonder what will happen if i dont get into school. despight the fact that i hate it out here with a firey passion of a thousand suns, i hope rob will move down here with me and work here. i like my rob (even if it is mcdicks) and i get payed so much better here than i would if i moved to pei or back to nb. plus rob will get so much more if he moved here, but thats completely up to him.
ohmanohmanohman. 21 more days, three weeks exact, until i see my boy again. damn am i excited. you have no idea. i would be at work, minding my own business, then suddenly smile or chuckle at some memory of that freak-boy of mine. i love him so much. i figure it must be a good sign between us if we can be apart so damned long and still be in so much love. not to say this shit is a breeze or anything, its been tough, but still.. its never wavered too dangerously. i am proud of us. i love you hairyman.
enough bubbling for now. must play with my spencer somemore! or, and i bought a husky and named her canuck *eyes lucy*. next time i get another husky, she must name it, as she seems to think she can think of better names, or something. sh'up, the lot of yeh. -shakes fist-
to sum it up: no workies no sleepies in ACC venture i love dinkus nintendogs ftw canuck ftw
i wanna talk to everyone! everyone, i say, EVERYONE!!
sooooo, if you have skype, you should add me n_n my user name is phoenix-pie, so ya! add me! im having fun talking to all my rp peeps, its a great way to get to know people on a slightly more personal level then typing, plus its just plain fun.
also, this way you can talk to many people at once, unlike msn that only allows one voice conversation at any one time. *hates msn with a firey passion of a thousand suns*
so if you want to do the skype thing, then pleaseplease! if you dont have it, go to www.skype.com and download it then add me!
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