rain rain go away

It may be better than snow when it's falling and your driving in it and don't have to shovel it but once that friggin rain makes it's way into my basement, I really wish it was a snow bank outside the house somewhere. Looks like I realy have to go and get a basement for this place and soon. Hmmmm. Guess I should get a roof for it too while I'm there.

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Work is busier than hell, and since we are managed by monkeys they had me sign off - end of shift - and sign into another department a good dozen times today, effectively ending my pursuit of lifting my average to loftier limits and earning a ballot for the "win a computer for Christmas" contest they have on the go right now. I just may have to become a complainer on this one.

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The windows are being battered by remenants of Hurrican Wilma this evening but they are holding steady. We battened down the hatches and they are water tight. The fuckin wall switches are the problem. Looking into a wall switch here is like flipping the nozzle of the hand dryer at MacDonalds - or playing the Four Horsemen on Eleven - blows back the hair dude. I gotta get under that porch and plug it up with insulation before it gets too late and we're stuck like this til spring.

Well, my time is through
Me Skinny, Me Lickingood!!

It's been over a month since I've been here. Eh. Sorry. (thats mainly for me) Too long, too much time, too lazy to stand up straight most nights after working 8 hours then coming and puttin in another few on the house. Then it's straight to bed , do not pass go, no computer for you, sleep now so you can get up and do it all over again the next day. Sad but a necessary evil.

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Well last night was the first time in a while we took a night off together and went out and actually did something. Got together with Sandra and Scott and went to the Boston Pizza in Sydney for starters, good food good beer good company, cute wait staff - good time was had by all. And then off to the Sandbar, yes the old haunt - havent been there on a Saturday night since summer. And now I know why - there was 6 people there when we go there at Midnight on a Saturday night. Terrible.

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Well, it's a short update, have to go and eat steak with the parents, but I'll be posting some pics of the house on here soon. Just got to spend a few more sleepless nights pounding away at 'er and all will be well.

Bye

friday is myday

The biff sniff toon rocks, eh? That's my type of humour. Wash, Dry and Irony.

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Watched Farhenhite(?) 9/11 tonight again on the dish. Ya just forget so much of what's on there. I gotta buy it so I can watch it when ever I want to feel like I know better than millions upon millions of American citizens. "Fool me once...."! Indeed.

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Work is busy again, would have been busier 'cept with alot of some southern states under water, not as many people are worried about what thier wardrobe contains. Funny, all of a sudden America cares about it's homeless and are providing clothes, shelter, food and money. People all over America need this kind of help every day and it takes a storm of biblical proportions - predicted well in advance, and I might add, with evacuation suggestions - to bind all of us together in an effort to help those who did not flee the face of certain doom. It's a shame.

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Check this out:

Headline racism??
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The Lighterside (of what??? or it's about time!)
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September's PC Jamboree

Building a linux box and I keep running into problems with parts being spread all over the house and the town. Couldn't install the power supply til I got a bag of screws from the old abode. Found then in a drawer under some ribbon data cable, spent the extra time looking for anything else I may need to get this project off the ground and walked away with an extra screwdriver (just incase).

It was late when I got home so, waited til the next night (tonight) to put it all together. After figuring out where to ground the power switch and securing the hinged fold out tray, after removing all 3 cards from the motherboard, I got the power supply installed, powerswitch hooked up and power to the board. When I attempted to hook up the drives I realized I was missing quite an important piece of the PC puzzle. The friggin ribbon data cables.

Too late tonight to continue with that, and got a busy day tommorrow so this may take sometime to get on the go. It's not reall a powerhouse anyway - Pentium 166. Hey! It's upgradable to a 266!! 64 Mbs of rockin SIMM RAM!! and the kicker....wait for it.....wait for it....a 3.4 Gig hard drive. Yes, 3.4G, I did not forget a zero. I installed XP on it the other day, before deciding linux would be a better fit - literally - and the XP took up pretty much half of the entire drive. Every thing else is great , at least they all work, no matter how slowly.

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September's North Wall Jamboree
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We were gonna simply skim coat some of the old plaster on the stair and the upstairs landing to smooth it out for painting and general asthetics, but decided to double check for insulation being only 300 meters from the Atlantic Ocean and prevailing -20 degree winter winds, not to mention the cost of oil these days.

Well, after a few hammers went into the wall it looked like we were lied to and there was nothing blown into those walls but hot air, so away we go ripping and tearing the plaster from the lath andfinding so much insulation that we are gonna be able to do the attic with it!

Yea, where we knocked holes happened to be just below where the confetti had bunched up and stopped falling.

But it went smooth and now we know for a fact, it's R20 on the coldest wall in the house and it's half hung with Gyprock already. We'll have it painted before long and finally have the entire downstairs, stairway, landing, bathroom, and two of three bedrooms finished. Me and the G/F can suffer in our late eighties, bowerytown, junkie/crackhead crashpad looking bedroom colored a pale crystal blue, speckled with chucks of 85 year old immoveable wallpaper and lightly spotted with bare plaster and lath. Groovy baby.

Gotta go.
Skinnylickingood.

robinson should be out of a jobinson

"You know, I don't know about this doctrine of assassination, but if he thinks we're trying to assassinate him, I think that we really ought to go ahead and do it.

It's a whole lot cheaper than starting a war ... and I don't think any oil shipments will stop. But this man is a terrific danger and the United ... this is in our sphere of influence, so we can't let this happen.

We have the Monroe Doctrine, we have other doctrines that we have announced. And without question, this is a dangerous enemy to our south, controlling a huge pool of oil, that could hurt us very badly.

We have the ability to take him out, and I think the time has come that we exercise that ability.

We don't need another $200 billion war to get rid of one, you know, strong-arm dictator. It's a whole lot easier to have some of the covert operatives do the job and then get it over with."

These are just some quotes from neo-nazi, uh uh...I mean Christian leader Pat Robinsons 700 club show. Maybe if he had asked God to assasinate Venezuel's President Chavez it might have been acceptable, but to call on the state department and start to question oil shipments in the same breath pretty much puts in black and white what this clown and his cowboy president are all about. OIL. Saudi's are talking to Chavez and Robinson's rich and powerful friends are starting to sweat. They might be the only ones who can afford to have the heat up high enough to break one.

Thats it, nothing more, fuck Iraqi's, fuck Afghanistanians, and any body else who needs help. They don't really care aboub them - they don't matter now and didn't matter then. They are all expendable human lives on the path to make daddy's friends rich. Even the next door neighbour boy who is now in a body bag is just another brick in the wall of Bush's quest for the riches of the mysterious middle-east. Face it. If there was no Oil, like Rowanda or Bosnia would there be hundreds of dead Americans and Iraqi's in the middle east? No. If there was no US Army, would Bush ever have been able to finally have run an oil country , I mean oil company to a profit. Well wait now. Guess you can't sell stock in a country and bail out to leave thousands to foot the bill on this one Georgie. Looks like this tally will be millions of taxpayers paying for you to get rich before your done.

Not only do I hate him for what he has done around the world, I hate him for raising the bile in my stomach to new hieghts, and making me do this entire political post thing. Shame on you Georgie. Eat your baloney.

Ok, so I got rid of the Anna Coracopia faded water color that was the side bar for almost two weeks and went bavk to the reaper I had for all those years. BUT with a twist - or a flip if you will. My problem is that I don't know which was better, the reaper looking away as if he were ashamed or even frightened by what I had written (probably ashamed) or the reaper looking at the post as if he were interested in the babblings of a middle-aged underwear salesman.

HELP! What do you think is better. Put your mouse over the image to change it and let me know which way he faces looks better. Click the comments link below to post your opinion. Thanks.

So it will be hard to go back to work on monday for me, after having friday and half of thursday off, due to the virus which hit a few of the networks and puters using win2K. In fact, I may just go in to be sent home again because of the no email situation which was so preventable it's not even funny. To quote the Larry Seltzer tech guy, "the stupidest firewall in the world would block this worm from spreading and only Windows 2000 systems are vulnerable." but somehow....Aww nevermind. You know where I'm gooing with that. We got no techs cause they do not want to spend any money over there. A simple windows update would have prevented me and well the rest of the dotcom department from loosing all that time off. I have vacation time to fill in the blanks for my paycheck, but alot of people don't. It affected us because we have to connect to an external mail server and they didn't want our worms. Nice. Well, Oilfield here I come.

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Do ya see these religious gurus in the south, with thier mega-mall cookie cutter soul saving techniques, moving toward a Christian controlled government, bringing in to the pulpit, the representative with the waning support in the senate, to bolster thier popularity. What a sham. And these 99% white southern people with money and time to burn jump right on thier bandwagon and wave thier banners. It's such a crock of shit. Lets pray for another vacancy on the Supreme Court. Where the vacancies come when somebody currently holding a seat dies!! Praying to God on National T.V for a Supreme Court Justice to die. They are not the people who should be running the country on my southern border I tell ya.

I'd rather have Satanists in the White House than these 700Club rejects. Maybe then there could be some middle east peace and a decent price on a barrel of oil. The Christians haven't done a damn thing good for North America, the U.S. itself or the world in general during thier time as the powerfull leaders of the free world. Satanists or maybe even Buddhists. The muddy middle of the road can't get it together, so they shold go with one of the extremes - Hell they gave bush another four years, they could at least try a pentagram in the oval office, or passive resistance in Iraq.

Time for bed.

New post

Yes, it's a new post.

Finally got the lawn mowed, finally got the mower fixed! Thanks Frankie, though you will never even know there are such things as blogs, I'll let a (very small portion of) the World know that you fixed my mower. Thanks.

Went to Ingonish this weekend and we drank ourselves sick, awsome time though, I was sick on Friday but on Saturday we found the natural rock waterslide and tried it out. It was awsome and so painless it was kinda scary at first, but not really scary at all.

Then we got ticketed by a park ranger - who obviously got beat up alot as a teenager, and definately didn't get invited to any parties at all - for exiting through a path which would take about an hour off our travel. Yeah, it was marked but not exactly clearly when you get down to trying to decipher the legalese involved. The herefortowith's and pursuant to section 13a kinda boggle the mind and ya just keep on walkin.

Anyway he was nice enough not to ticket all 6 of us and we can all split the ticket with my brother who took the one ticket he was handing out. The 40 bucks each is really worth the hassle of walking all the way back down the river the way we came. But next time it will be the long way home for all of us. Thats like 6 24's of worth the beer money, or a really nice night out to dinner up there. I hate paying for other peoples salary's.

The waves in Black Brook Beach were huge and cheap styrofoam boogieboards were all the rage. We all got trounced by mother nature for an hour and a half - went back to the Inn and took 6 showers - which apparently the plumbing wasn't ready for two days in a row - caused a leak in the system in one of the subfloors somewhere, shorted out the main floor electrical in the kitchen and maintenance end of the Inn. Don't know if we'll be allowed back to that particular Inn, but it was fun, a nice place to stay and affordably priced, so it will be the first place we call next time.

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Still waiting on the final legalities of owning this place, can't wait for that to be done, sign the last piece of paperwork and get to paying off some bills and probably going back out west for a better paying job yet, though it is not set in stone or anything else as of yet. We need to put a basement under this thing and it's going to be anywhere from 15 - 20, 000 more dollars I don't have right now and looking at a 25 year mortgage is really looking at close to the rest of my life. So we need to pay for the basement with cash - or minimal bank involvement - to keep everything else in line as far as payments go, and refinancing or eventually buying out the original is a question as well. But that will all be down the line a bit yet, I just can't wait for the final signature on the dotted one.

Skinnylickingood

The fallout - reader discression - this one is all about work.

Well "the email" has caused some much feared static between the honchos and our little department. Seems our team coach was almost fired because he had email stored in his system which came from Adam, outlining some of the funnier email that have been sent our way. Of course this dosent seem that serious and in times of peace it probably wouldn't even raise an eyebrow, but, since "the email" was sent all treaties are off.

Instead of every 10th or 15th email being filtered out of the flow and scanned for Quality control, it's now every fucking one of them. Every message which leaves the building as well as, I'm sure, every internal message as well, fine toothed combed to try and find any possible leak of "the email" which has supposedly been removed from existance. It's like being in Bush's Army. Maybe they think the next disgruntled employee will send a similar message to a customer where they can't get at it. Hey, it could be worse...we could be working for the US Postal Service. Then they might have a reason to get thier hackles up. LOL When I do leave it'll be under my own power and most will never know I was ever there let alone gone.

When I left Stream I posted a message here and C&P'd to Hi5 as well, but for the most part, it was two weeks before management knew I wasn't coming back, and I still meet people, a year later, who ask if I'm still there cause they don't see me round no more. There was no security escort with a box of my shit, no formal tag confiscation, and no hubabaloo. And I way hated that place more, well not the job, or the other workers, but management and the company policies for sure.

I don't mind my job, although it's becoming a bit monotonous, it's still just right up the alley for a lazy shit like me. The only thing that sucks is the workers at the other centers are all dumb as bricks and think by lying to us when they transfer a customer through to us, that they are getting away with something scandalous. I can here them now, "I told him the customer axed for help on the web site when he really wanted to place an order." Well, "HAHAHAHAHA", Says I, with a wicked gleam in said same. "I took your Job!! And now your going to get back at me by giving me more work?? And in the process proving to the quality monitoring department that you didn't deserve the job in the first place. Bring it on, and don't forget to cross your T's and dot your I's on your unemployment forms fuckers."

Enough about work, and there seems to be way too much awakeness right now too.
Gotta put a stop to that, nip it in the bud as they say. (I've been nipped in the bud and it ain't all that bad, as far as nippin goes.)

Skinnylickin-out!

long time no post

Been a while since I've been here. Got my house got moved in anyway, still waiting for final closure though. Overlooking the atlantic ocean and cliffs and breakers and swells, fishermen tending to thier traps in the early A.M. Gotta love it. The view from my bathroom window alone is spectacular. We're going with a second floor balcony on the back of the house to capitalize on the view.

What a pain in the ass to get to this point though. Couldn't get anytime off work all the scheduals were booked. So we got up and worked from 9am on the house, I went home at 1 pm to get ready for work, worked 2:30 - 11pm, went home and changed and went back to the house til 4 am, home for a few measley hours of sleep only to rinse and repeat as necessary til now.

I actually had two days off in that week, but I had to call in sick to get them, and then - you guessed it - I got sick, friggin 10 day flu hit me like the proverbial ton o' bricks and I couldn't really stop working when the house was full of people helping out, painting and edging and plastering and mowing and trimming so I was beating the proverbial shit out of myself day after day and still haven't really gotten over it. But we are in.

There's still alot to do to be finished, if there ever really is such thing, but now we can pick at it and actually get more than 4 hours sleep at night. But thats what has kept me from updating here the last month.

Thanks to Maria's mom and uncle, dad and step mom, sister and daughter, my mom, sister and brother, cousin shawn, ndn dwight and our friends scott, dnet, and devon we got this place beaten into "live in" shape in just seven days. Thanks to all involved - it could not have been done with out you.

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So goodbye to Adam, he is headed out west, going to work on the rigs and as seems to be the only way to actually quit a call center these days, weather a notice is given and served or not, he wrote up quite an interesting goodbye mail, slamming every aspect of day to day company dealings , policies and procedures for dealing with both customer and employees. Then Adam proceeded to mail this goodbye letter, not only to "all" at our center, but to the warehouse, the other call centers, corporate and business offices in Virginia and New York. Every person in the company was mailed a copy of what is quickly becomming know as "the letter".

I personally did not get to read this email because the entire company, especially our office and department was running around like the proverbial chicken with it's head cut off all day long. They pulled it from everybodys email inbox, then they rummaged through each and every garbage can, shredder can and desk drawer in the building trying to make sure there was no hard copies created, floating around. I understand it would be not only an undermining statement, very bad for business to have released to the general public, and a probable morale killer for the enternal employees but also from what I have heard of this email, there are no lies or falshoods or fully libelous statements contained therein. Apparently he did not make accusations without first adding words such as "I don't know for sure", "probably", and "I guess".

I know Adam would not be happy that the message was removed from the inbox before most people could read it, but he would have appriciated the tizzy it sent these upper level management types into, searching through garbage cans and inspecting torn and shredded bits of paper to try and discern thier origin, content and final, if any, destination after being printed.

My only fear is that he may have placed our entire department in jepardy, and under a microscope when somebody has to pay for the truth being told.

Letter for Tif

Tif - thanks so much, if you can find a bottle or four of Ancient Coast Baco Noir, I would gladly repay you for them sometime around seaside days, I'm sure thats when you'd be on your way. I'd rather see ya actually get home this summer then to have to have you become my "Ontario Wine Connection" and have all that work to do, but still, having someone out there, right in the thick of it all would still be awsome.

Here's the low down - this wine was delisted at the LC and like isn't available in the province now apparentally, but when they marked it down I tried some and it's like gold or .... I can't explain it except it has opened the door to my love of the Red.

It would also be so much easier, quicker and cheaper if you were coming home with the wine! LMOA!! Oh Ya - you can bring them to my house on cottage ave and get the tour.

Yes, that's right, My House, on cottage ave.

Well, Maria's too, but anyway, thats why there hasn't been a post in weeks, since the last time I was whining for wine.

Almost done, bank says I can have money, owner says I can have house, lawyer is the only step left, and hopefully by the second week of July at the latest we will be proud owners of a $50, 000 Two and a half story with almost a half acre somewhat looking out into the atlantic, at least from the top floor it is! Wooohooo! The I can put a scratch through another part of my poor pathetic description in the "about me" section on the left.

I'm too happy about the house to even right anything sarcastic about the MickeyJ affair, or anything else (if there was anything else) in the news right now.

By the way - the van works great, except for the sticky door latches - they don't close properly all the time, but hey- for 300 dollars (+ a battery) it was on the road and ready to go - I can live with the door for now!

Thanks again Tif!!

Gotta get going - Trailer park boys are on anytime now!

P.S

I found my Dark Side CD - wheeeuw - but it was touch and go there for a little bit.

Yes, This really sucks - it now appears it would be easier for me to have Oriental, or Eastern Bloc-European pussy mailed to me, yes ordered on line and delivered (actual human beings - delivered) than it would be to get a single friggin bottle of Wine, delivered from Ontario. WTF is up with that? I guess, if I needed the girls, it would be the oppposite - almost positve of this fact at this point in my life.

"I...state your name for the record...do solemly swear to update my blog more often then once a month, to pick up any cheese that falls on the floor and not to fart when there's pretty girls around. So help me blog!"



Hey, things look to be shaping up (found my dark side disk), taking alot less calls at work due to the change in dept.s, which means alot less stress for me, (though no extra money) and should be leading to nearly no calls at all. Looking at buying a home pretty soon too, and as long as I can still live in the basement of the new place and have my own bedroom, I'll be happy.
Maybe it's the lack of snow that brings the mood swings to greater and greater highs and not quite nearly as devestating depths of despair. Somewhere in the back of my mind, though, I know winter is only 6 months away and I'll soon be sitting there, tying up the old hikers, pullin up the ol' hood and glovin it up to go out and shovel through a blinding wall of virginal precip. Am I a glass is half empty, or glass is half full type of guy? I really don't know. I guess it depends upon whats in the glass. I'm @ the top the curve for now anyway. woohooo.


Here's a tasty tidbit:

I've been in this guys situation before. There was a different outcome of course, though I don't think what happened with these drunken Russians is off da crazy scope for a pair of drunken Capers at all. And the not-at-all-vailed threat of reprisal. Seen it. Most of my old friends don't like to involve the "authorities" either.

Teen Life in Canadugh, eh. Aboot twinty years agoo, eh. Should have bin called There's Sometin Aboot Caitlin, Eh! Gotta luv D'grassy, Ol' School!


This is pretty disturbing, I really don't want to believe it's true but the web site is so professionally done, it seems like a lot of trouble to go through to get thier point across. Wait, didn't these people (or a few hand drawn facsimiles) murder a doctor a few years back, simply to prove a point? Hmmmmm, can't remember - too lazy to reseach, sooo.....yes, yes they did!

Check the pic:
Dosent seem like much after that last one.


And then things like this happen to make ya go...Hmmm...maybe the koreas shouldn't be eating spaniels.

I need sleep, and money, but I'll have to settle for sleep for now.

Skinnylickin and lovin it!!

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Did he go too far or not far enough??

So if you check this out or watch the late night news from the states you get this 911 operator being reprimanded for make a snide remark to a caller, who happens to be a (so called) mother who could not break up a fight between her 2 daughters, one was 12 the other was 14!!! Come on!! Click here to listen to the call.
What is she doing calling 911 for this anyway?
Sure the operator probably could have handled it better and wasn't right to say ""OK. Do you want us to come over to shoot her?" and maybe it's just my call center sympathy kicking in for another phone monkey trying to do a job while being bludgeoned with stupidity on a semi-regular basis.
---(Well lets all hope it's NOT on a regular basis that people call 911 with such mundane issues as not being able to control thier preteen children, and (in my opinion) leading to this supposedly outrageous wise crack. Would he have been making jokes if she was crying and reporting a home invasion or a rape or a murder? I don't think so. I mean you can almost hear her head tilting from side to side as she says - well,.. I just got home from work and they were fighting...- just like all kids do some more than others but again..come on!)----
I think this fella actually thought it was a joke. He probably had a mother (like I did) who could kick all the kids butts in the neighbourhood, even throw in a neighbour or two - maybe even a husband if necessary. She had no right to be dialing 911 for this! At that time she should have been calling thier father, or had them trained well enough that the mere mention of doing so would straighten thier behavior out. Spare the rod and spoil the child? Hmmm?
I personally think Mr. Forbess SHOULD have said "Ok, Do you want us to send over a real mother?" Really though.

ran into these links in my travels - check them out

click here

or here

I know it seems like I have a serious hate on for Americans and I really don't hate anybody- ever. It's just not me. I do however have a serious problem thier government having thier hand in everybody's cookie jar and just don't want my country to become anymore a part of that than we already are. And of course whenever I read something which disturbs me I can't get it outta my head and have to lay it out here. I still think that fuckin squirrel has to go back to the states though.

what's next?

And what the hell is this - illegally imported squirels, with no papers just allowed to stay in Canada, almost as if it were a political refugee or something, and the government is going to grab the $30,000 legal bill for the guy who owns it. What's next? Certainly no farm animals will be crossing the border anytime soon, but this could open the flood gates for God only knows what kind of influx of animals.
We don't need any more American skunks or snakes in Canada thats for sure, (though I'm also sure they would have no objection to more Canadian beaver crossing the border) it's bad enough there's a motion to increase the Canadian-US-Mexican relationship (the predicted outcome of NAFTA) to the point where it's being compared to one continental country with one big border which would eventually lump us, as Canadians, in with the Americans and everything they do. Is this the image we want to portray to the world at large? I think not!!
As it is, one of my friends lived in Oman for a year and no matter what he told the locals they still referred to him as an "American" because he was from Canada - which is in NORTH America. Shitty huh? Yes, Yes it is. Cause they were on the verge of car bombing him cause he was white and from Canada - it seems resembling an American may soon be a crime in some parts of the world and I really don't think we should be escalating anything with these people. Sell them our gas and oil, our hydroelectricity, soft and hard wood, grain, wheat, fish, coal, along with our beauty and brains, and let them pretend to be from Canada when they travel abroad in Europe and other places, but don't make us one big country to share the blame for all thier atrocities, covert or otherwise.
That may not be right, and they may not (I said "may not") be right to want to kill all american imperialist scum, most are guilty only of the crime of wanton ignorance and willing self-centerment(refusing to admit they are not the center of the world) - but lumping all of Canada or Mexico in with Middle North America for the purposes of trade and "homeland security" issues is pretty fuckin stupid to me.

THEREFORE....THE SQUIREL MUST GO!!!!

addiction - the sad truth

Addiction is such a shameful thing, families hide it from friends and neighbours, there is "anonymous" help for those who cannot bear to admit openly of thier addictions, and the slag rags love to expose celebrity addictions (and we apparently love to read about it), but nearly everybody I know has an addiction of some kind, drugs, alcohol, smoking, sex, food, - and I'm no different.
It seems I'm currently addicted to 007 on the gamecube. I admit openly to my embarrassing situation and don't really care what you may think of me for being an addict. Screw you!
You would be addicted too, - the lights and the smooth game play, the lights and the sprawling storyline, the lights and driving the austin martin, the lights and the incredible graphics, the lights and the unique player environments and the lights and the flashing colours. How could you not fall for such an easily accessable game, less than twenty dollars for each disk, and there's more of them out there too, and I shall have them as well.
I openly admit to my addiction. And you can look down your nose with pious contempt, but I know the truth and that is you've got a skeleton or two in your closet somewhere or some kind of an addiction you're hiding, everybody does. Be it smoking in front of your computer with the windows wide open, or getting twelve year old cancer patients drunk and molesting them. And guess what. They can't possibly be as much fun as 007. Oohhhh, the lights, the lights.

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DotCom

Got hired today for the DotCom dept at work - so along with selling panties and frilly bras and oogling swimsuit models all day long , I will be providing some type of internet support for those women whose computers just do not want to order the spandex ass support slimming panty in 28ww. I can help them with that! woohhoo!

Went out and had two or three mugs of draught last night, then two beer at home and one at the girlfriends and woke up today with a headache fit for I don't even know what. And I don't know why, I never used to get hungover or head aches or sick and I was told after you quit smoking you never would get a morning after headache again, but it seems like everytime I have a beer or two I need the Advil. It's not fair.

Been looking at buying a house lately as well, but don't know where, or what - small starter home, larger fixer upper, country, city, rental property - my head is spinning. Got writers cramp trying to write down all the attractive places on the "real estate channel". $12,000 for half a companyhouse with a garage and decent sized front and back yard. Want's the catch? Are the neighbours psychos or what? And if so, why not buy it and rent it out? Too many of those situations on that channel - why are they so cheap? Then there's the $100,000 homes in the dumpy neighbourhoods, as if there was gold or oil in the ground. Anyway - I won't be having much of a say in where we go, neither will she if thats what your thinking, the bank is going to have the most control over that. Hmmmm, maybe it'll be the Credit Union. We'll see.

Gotta go
Stay Skinny

Is it just me or.......no, I think it's just me. I work in a call center where the management turnover surpasses the employee turnover - somethings wrong there - just not sure what yet, but it opens up all sorts of new job opertunities for the little guy (and gal) in there. But they take one llok at the speling mastakes in my rusume and I'm knot in a chance there.

Been six weeks off the butts now, and just starting to cough up brown stuff. Like WOW eh? That long. But there's money in my account and I'm feeling healthier, and there dosent appear to be a problem being around smokers while drinking either so I think this one will stick! yaeh!!

Theres quite the snow pile out in the yard right now, and plenty more coming down with some high winds so it looks like I'll be out shovelling tommorrow sometime, for a little bit anyway. I just love going to bed knowing what tommorrow holds in store. Feeling like a precog, back is burning already.

Time to hit the fartsack.
Skinnylickingood

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Well, I 'm trying this google Adsense program on for size and it really dosent look to intrussive up there does it. Color matches and it stays up there out of the way. I kinda like it - almost makes the page look a little more professional, and it really does need that, indeed it does. But it means I actually have to do updates a bit more often.



<>-- things I've learned in Customer Service (part 1) --<>
I know it's your $1.95 and if I was you I would want it credited back to my account too, but not if I have to wait 25 minutes in a queue, listening to hold music for it. My time is worth more than that. Some people apparently will do this for one single solitary shiny nickle to be placed back on thier credit card. A NICKLE!!! Hey it's thier time and money though it is my nerves. Don't know how long I can do this for.

The Oscars seemed to be a bit contrived I thought. Everything nominated won something sometime during the evening I think. The age of the runaway blockbuster has come to a close. Pete Jackson, please hurry with King Kong. We need you for next years show.

Hair dryer anyone?

Looks like there's as many friggin hair dryers as there is toothbrushes out there on the market. Well so I've been told. Porcelin elements, ionizing properties, super blow(? sounds good, but it's not like that really), cold wind, 6 speeds...yada, yada, yada. Well, she went on and on about them, but at least I wasn't there to experience it first hand, and it should last a lot longer than an oral b, so I shouldn't have to hear about it again for a long time. She could possibly be dead before she needs another hair dryer, right? Right!??!!

Some change in the weather since last post. God almighty, what a snow storm. What a rain storm after it. What a snow storm to follow the rain storm. Seems there are no seasons anymore.

Even with only one third of the staff at work today we were slow, slow, slow. Must be due to the holiday in the U.S. , though in my experience that usually drives call volume. Oh well, more time to look at the screen and say, "damn I wish I could get access to the web."

Was so blitzed Saturday night, they painted me up with mascara and other pretty things. Man, I was cute. Got it all off for work the next day but about half-way through the day the hangover started kicking in and man I thought my head was gonna explode. They say live and learn but for some reason I never seem to get it. Twelve beer in two hours makes Skinny a funny guy.

Happy Martin Luther King Day! See ya in Selma.

Can you believe the weather? Horray for global warming!!
Jan.14th and +11C outside. Awsome! I ate lunch outside on Xmas eve in the 10 degree weather and now the snow is meltin and the warm winds of a messed up global environment are blowing on through. Two years ago I had frost-bite at this time of the year in the -50C with the windchill, this is just an incredibly unexpected turn of events. If the sun had come out today it probably would have hit 20C. Beach weather!!

Work is busier than it has ever been, where do Americans get that kinda money after Xmas, $1800 worth the clothes? Maybe send some to the Tsunami relief fund and go without that sequined chiffon blouse for another coupla weeks darlin.

What did microsoft do to IE this time? Friggin thing freezes cold like the girlfriends heart when I try to go to hotmail. Seems they want MSN Messenger open at the time and I don't want that to happen. Moved on to firefox because of it. Much easier to deal with, over 17 million downloads since nov. 9th, takes some tweakin and some add-on installation but than it works like a charm. Check it out here -

Anyway got to go be skinny for a while before the girlfriend gets off work and I'm back on the clock!
Viva la Global Warming!!
Skinnylickingood

Breathe skinnyman, breathe.
She says she wants to discuss the movie, mainly it's flaws I think to myself and I am right as rain.
I enjoyed it, says I. Why tear down this evenings outing in some pale attempt at one upping a Hollywood director? Which I didn't say.
Why can't we look for holes in the plot and character and logic misappropriations, says she.
Cause you just want someone to agree with what you are thinking is all, and apparently thats what her sister is for.
We haven't argued about a movie in so long says she, why not tonight.
Hmmmm, because the last time we discussed a cinematic encounter, starting said conversation before stepping off the curb into the parking lot of the theatre, we ended up in a shouting match 45 minutes later cumulating in my storming out of your house and going home without watching CSi, I think.
Cause I just want to enjoy the movie going experience and watch some T.V tonight, I say.
Not good enough though.
Every comment I make during the evenings television viewing - even as minor as "look at that painting on the wall behind her"- results in epitaths such as "don't rip it apart" and "why over- analys it?"
So I didn't get to relax and watch CSi after all. But I did finally get to watch it. She swears she won't go to the theatre with me any more. And thats just fine. There's a new Matthew Maconnegh (spelling??) movie coming out soon and she can wait for the friggen DVD.

Why are there so many choices of tooth brush out there? Ok, different colors and sizes sure, but can't the ADA just choose a design that is actually THE best? The only toothbrush the human race will ever need? Why must my girlfriend be forced to spend 45 minutes in the toothbrush aisle at Walmart to chose between so many of nearly the same product? Figure out which bristle array and head shape combination is the best and be done with it. Please!