Well i got a new side bar to commemerate my new quitting frame of mind! Buttin out again, this time it's for good, i can feel it! (sure you say, what about last time?) Well last time too, but ran into some difficulty with "environment issues" which seem to be under control for now. (sure you say, we'll see, we'll see!) And i say, ya we will!! So there!!

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~@@_@@~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Looks like the Canadians are falling to Tampa Bay, possibly in 4 games, so it sucks to be a Canadians fan, but even more, it sucks for hockey fans from Canada. I'm a leafs fan, blue and white, wrong or right!, But I wanted to see the Canadians, (whose fans are apparently sworn to never ever say a nice thing about the Leafs), win so there would be a chance of the east being the leafs and canadians, guaranteeing a Canadian team goes to the stanley cup finals. The hopes are now on the leafs and the flames, not much chance for the habs to be coming back and winning four straight, just can't see it happening.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~@@_@@~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

All our jobs are in limbo, and we've already bent over backwards for this place and i can't bend anymore. Well the 11 weeks of paid, possible time off will be good, and it might just be the kick in the ass I need to get the hell outta here and get a decent pay check coming in, not this pittance, it's just enough to live on, not enough to live. But it's all the lazy people like me need to keep us here, just enough to live on.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~@@_@@~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

(revised as the loser's lament)

ROUND 2 - HERE WE COME!!!

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Well, well Boston fans, see ya next year! Montreal made history and came back from a 3-1 deficeit(?) to win the first round!

All we need now is Toronto to win tommorrow, night and both teams to advance to the eastern conference finals for every canadian hockey fan's wet dream to come true. I wouldn't even care who won! Just to see that series would be incredible to watch that series.
SkinnylickinLater!!!!

The bastard flu is finally lending reprieve, I can almost think straight again. Look out world, here I come. YA

~~~~~_****_~~~~~

Appetite is slowly coming back to me and Maitre `D functions at home shall be soon restored to their previous grandeur! Viva la sausage burger!

~~~~~_****_~~~~~

Work is so slow. How slow is it? Well, it's so slow that I'm looking for more work. Reached the ceiling as far as where I can go in this company now, and I'm sure there will be no blanket raises when the new owners take over, just the same old same old, and I don't think I can handle it much longer. The option of Korea has been taken away, unless I can get a degree somewhere – anyone want to donate their edumacation to me? So it looks bleak, but it'll get better. I hope! ☺

~~~~~_****_~~~~~

Began reading from the quit smoking bible again, and this time I think I'll read to the end like they say I should, keep smoking till they tell me to quit, so I can count myself among the 99% successfully cured. Talk about being in a shitty minority. You are in a group of only 1% of the world's population, and to add the insult to injury – you're condemned to smoke till your lungs are dried up ashen husks. Gonna stay on course this time, the payout is too big at the end to fuck around with the instruction manual.

~~~~~_****_~~~~~

I hate blogging about work, but when you're at work, what else is on your mind?
90 minutes with this woman, go out of my way to help her, it's outta my hands by the end of the call, so all I can do is give instruction on what to get done to make it work. Not so much as a fucking "thank you"! The ignorance of these people is blinding! I say "thanks" when someone apologizes for doing me wrong in some way! I know that’s going too far with manners, but there's gotta be a line there somewhere and if you cross it your mother or grandmother starts rolling over in their grave. Ease your ancestor's eternal slumber and say a simple "please" and / or "thank you"; I don't want to have change the blog name to "raising Americans".

~~~~~_****_~~~~~

Ever see the movie Canadian Bacon, well there is a line in this movie where Alan Alda (playing the US president) is attempting to inspire American hatred of Canadians so they can justify an invasion of Canada (kind has a familiar ring to it huh?). Well the big propaganda spin doctoring all cumulated in the line "Canadians, They walk among us".
And I see this as the way for us to help out our racist, IQ challenged, armor-piercing,
high velocity, semi automatic loving neighbors from the south of the border.

We can move in next door, most of us are white and most of us speak English, so we wouldn't draw a hint of suspicion from the overly racist US population. Of course we would have to slack off a bit on the job, cut out the beer and the back bacon, learn to watch baseball from start to finish, (not just from the stretch) and put an big show of watching hunting programs on TNN but I think we could pull it off.

We could teach them how to spell, and pronounce words like house properly, and empress upon them the importance of knowing their own home telephone # - what do you do if your car breaks down, you can remember the auto club # for a tow, but the # for calling the wife or husband, or (even scarier) the kids just eludes you? That ain't right.

The bastard flu is finally lending reprieve, I can almost think straight again. Look out world, here I come. YA

~~~~~_****_~~~~~

Appetite is slowly coming back to me and Maitre `D functions shall be soon restored to their previous grandeur! Viva la sausage burger!

~~~~~_****_~~~~~

Work is so slow. How slow is it? Well, it's so slow that I'm looking for more work. Reached the ceiling as far as where I can go in this company now, and I'm sure there will be no blanket raises when the new owners take over, just the same old same old, and I don't think I can handle it much longer. The option of Korea has been taken away, unless I can get a degree somewhere – anyone want to donate their edumacation to me? So it looks bleak, but it'll get better. I hope! ☺

~~~~~_****_~~~~~

Began reading from the quit smoking bible again, and this time I think I'll read to the end like they say I should, keep smoking till they tell me to quit, so I can count myself among the 99% successfully cured. Talk about being in a shitty minority. You are in a group of only 1% of the world's population, and to add the insult to injury – you're condemned to smoke till your lungs are dried up ashen husks. Gonna stay on course this time, the payout is too big at the end to fuck around with the instruction manual.

~~~~~_****_~~~~~

I hate blogging about work, but when you're at work, what else is on your mind?
90 minutes with this woman, go out of my way to help her, it's outta my hands by the end of the call, so all I can do is give instruction on what to get done to make it work. Not so much as a fucking "thank you"! The ignorance of these people is blinding! I say "thanks" when someone apologizes for doing me wrong in some way! I know that’s going too far with manners, but there's gotta be a line there somewhere and if you cross it your mother or grandmother starts rolling over in their grave. Ease your ancestor's eternal slumber and say a simple "please" and / or "thank you"; I don't want to have change the blog name to "raising Americans".

~~~~~_****_~~~~~

Ever see the movie Canadian Bacon, well there is a line in this movie where Alan Alda (playing the US president) is attempting to inspire American hatred of Canadians so they can justify an invasion of Canada (kind has a familiar ring to it huh?). Well the big propaganda spin doctoring all cumulated in the line "Canadians, They walk among us".
And I see this as the way for us to help out our racist, IQ challenged, armor-piercing,
high velocity, semi automatic loving neighbors from the south of the border.

We can move in next door, most of us are white and most of us speak English, so we wouldn't draw a hint of suspicion from the overly racist US population. Of course we would have to slack off a bit on the job, cut out the beer and the back bacon, learn to watch baseball from start to finish, (not just from the stretch) and put an big show of watching hunting programs on TNN but I think we could pull it off.

We could teach them how to spell, and pronounce words like house properly, and empress upon them the importance of knowing their own home telephone # - what do you do if your car breaks down, you can remember the auto club # for a tow, but the # for calling the wife or husband, or (even scarier) the kids just eludes you? That ain't right.