Oddity.

Today, I had a really good surprise. My friend L dropped by with prom photos. Which I was absolutely ecstatic about because my pictures and the camera had an incident to say the least. So, she came by with some pictures and it was all good.
]L had to go to Full Circle All Natural Food store which has been in business for many years and I have never ever gone in there today and now I have good reason not to - it was full of get this healthy food. Yeah, me and health food = negatory. So we walked to the food store and bought three dozen Free Range
Eggs and me being the spaz I am had to ask what the difference is between REGULAR EGGS and FREE RANGE EGGS. Well, here's the answer; free range eggs come from chickens who are allowed to wander around the farm and they are not kept simply for producing eggs. Also, the chickens provide eggs with harder shells. That wasn't the part that made me uncomfortable in the store. The thing in the store that frightened me was the clerk who looked an awful lot like Yoda and spoke ever so softly. Then L decided that we should look around the store. So we looked, we perused the health crap. And guess what we found... We found all natural perfume. They came in six scents. I remember a few...Patchahouli, Rain and SEX. Apparently there is a scent called sex and something tells me I never want to smell like Sex. Oh and my other question what exactly does SEX smell like? You'd think that it might smell like two sweaty bodies rubbing together. Eww.
So, after the health food store I had to make things right by going to the only place that could erase any sort of healthy food trauma. That place was McDonalds. Yep. I had a small Mc Furry. A Smarties one to be exact. So I now vow to never return to a health food store unless there some monetary bribe involved.

Pam's Getting Hitched

Yep, Pam and Kid Rock are tying the knot. I usually wouldn't care about these two but their nuptuals plan to be anything but normal. There are getting married not once but four times starting in France. And then three other times...all in the United States. Does that mean they have to get divorced four times? But now the plans have changed. Apparently they are getting married in France and having party/ receptions three times. And when Pam was asked how she was going to cope with all the plans she said "I have two words for you. Champagne."

Today is Money Day

Today I get my very first pay cheque.
Yep, I think that makes me a grown up now. It will have my name on it and everything. But what makes today even better is I'm going out with a friend from work therefore I get to spend my own money. Yep like a grown up. I now make the money and spend the money.
I know later that after I spend the money I will regeret it but I choose fun over other stuff. I'm still going to put some money in the bank for school but I agree with everyone else; I need the fun. The fun is better. Fun makes you laugh. Saving makes you sad and greedy. Saving does not make you fun nor does it make you laugh. Okay, it might make you laugh later in life when your richer than everybody you know but then you have to buy your friends. And friends you buy aren't really there for you - ask Sandra Bullock in Crash when she realizes her only friend is her housekeeper. Another example is Oprah - do you think Oprah and Gayle would still be friends is Oprah didn't buy her stuff every now and then? I think not. Gayle would be like "Your rich, you can buy me a new car and if you don't we aren't friends anymore." Yep, that's right I think Gayle is a golddigger.
Anyways.
I still need to save money but this is my first real pay cheque and it needs to be celebrated. It needs to be celebrated like there's no tomorrow. So I'm off to celebrate, I mean spend.

Bad Day = Bad Mood

Today was a craptastic day. Yep, I'm making up words again. It started with waking up on the ugly side of the bed. Nothing went the way it was supposed to today. I hate days like these and what I hate more is when you tell someone about it and they say "It's only a bad day if you make it a bad day" Well, my response to that is "Fuck you." "I'm having a bad day." I don't really care if the day is what I make it.
The day started out okay but it was just a downward spiral around 12:30. I stepped in something in the basement and got it all over my work pants an hour before I had to go to work. So my mom had to wash my pants and therefore made me late for work. I don't blame my mom washing my pants though because they were gross. So I was 20 minutes late for work and it sucked because technically I'm still in my first week.
Before I went to work though I had to go to Market Square to get bus tickets which I hate doing mostly because it's an inconvience. So I was on my way home when I heard this woman yelling at her kids. I heard her over the noise from the construction site on the corner, she scared the crap out of me. And for some reason this pissed me off today. On a normal day I might laugh about it but not today.
There was no one fun at work today either. All the good people, okay all the people I know were gone or ending their shift by the time I got there. So that sucked but what sucked the most was the guy who dropped a case of pop on my wrist. He apologized but I felt like screaming. Not at him but because it hurt.
So, I'll be much happier when the day ends. Which is soon.
Nothing seems to put me in a good or better mood, not my fav music, not my fav shows, nothing.

Red Hot Chilli Peppers

I added some new videos to my Red Hot Chilli Peppers Blog. So check them out.

Top Gun Barney

This is Halloween from the first season. This clip is one of my favs.

Doogie Hawser to Barney

I have become a big fan of Neil Patrick Harris. I hate Doogie Hawser but love Barney. Don't worry I'm not talking about the purple dinosaur but the character from "How I Met Your Mother" I have no idea why I like him, probably because he's funny and makes me laugh. I also enjoy the way he yells "Suit Up" at Ted all the time. The rest of the show is okay. It has it's moments but the glue that holds it all together is Neil Patrick Harris.

Here are some of his catch phrases from the show:

Suit Up!

Flight Suit Up!

Rockupied.

It's going to be legendary OR leg -en- dary

Friends don't let friends dial drunk.

Daddy's home.

His character blog is pretty funny too. I put the link in so you can enjoy(and hopefully it works).
http://www.cbs.com/primetime/how_i_met_your_mother/barneys_blog/

Hopefully you find him as funny as I do.

Grocery Shopping...It Disgusts Me

Yes it disgusts me in ways that you can't imagine. Or maybe you can imagine because you are weird like me.
For example...

• I don't like touching the bags of chicken because they always leak. Then there's chicken juice all over my belt. Gross.
• When I see the total on people's orders it makes me sick to the stomach. But I have good reason. I sit there thinking that I make $7.75/hour and they just spent like $100 on groceries. Then I calculate how long I'd have to work to pay that bill. And to think I failed math.

I suddenly understand why people have anxiety about grocery shopping. I have anxiety for the people buying the groceries. I see their totals and I'm saying to myself "Holy Crap! That's a lot of money."

I think I liked babysittng better, plus I could stop the kids from screaming. Yeah, plus my craziness wasn't seen as crazy...it was creativity. Okay no I didn't because little kids wake up at the crack of dawn. Anyone who knows me knows I'm very unattractive in the morning in all respects.

So I like my new job but I'm new so let's give it another week.

All Work and No Play Makes Me a Dull Girl

Yep, work is definately kicking my ass. Who woulda thought there would be working involved?
Anyways, I was called and asked if I would come in today and I said yes.

For a few reasons

1. I need the hours for that expensive education, my license etc.

2. It got me out of volunteering which I used to enjoy but I know nothing more about computers therefore I cannot teach computers anymore...I can sorta just stand around and say "Yes you are doing this right, or No, that's wrong, try it this way."

3. The more call ins I take the better it looks on me and therefore more money, and I can get the time off when I need it.

So at the end of the week I will have 37 hours total. (Last week and this week but then there's that thing called taxes and union dues which are going to be cruel the first five pay cheques.)
But don't worry I won't become dull because my job makes me laugh even if Packers haven't ripped off their uniform and started playing music.

My Job = Money

I decided to type in Green today because that is the color of my *cough* uniform and is the color of prosperity. Okay so I won't be rich on Friday when I get my pay cheque but I will have roughly $200 with my name on it.

But guess where it's going?

Straight to the bank.

Why?

Because I have to pay for that post secondary education that I can't afford. Yep. I'm going to attempt to save my money and do it all by myself.

Why?

Because I'm tired of my relatives nagging me to save and bitching "I'm not going to bail you out this time." or "When are you going to save your money? You know when I was your age I..." I'm stubborn as hell and want to prove a point.

So after laying in bed last night trying to fall asleep I decided I don't want anybody to help me. I'm tired of their lectures and their nagging and everything else. I'm going to make the most money I can in the next 5 weeks before I have to go back to school and hopefully prove them all wrong. and guess what I already have a $200 start because I have a cheque coming this week that I am NOT going to spend even if that means *gulp* not going to concerts or getting my driver's license (meaning I am doomed to continue to ride the bus). I'm stubborn and I'm going to do the best I can because now I am on a mission to prove myself to these people that are hoping I fail.

My New Guinea Pig

Today, I convinced my Mom that I needed a new pig. Yep, she let me get one. She didn't even make me get rid of any bunnies. I still have to find homes for some because we have way too many that we can care for, I know that it doesn't make much sense to let me get a new guinea pig but point is...I got one.

It all happened after work today. She came into do some grocery shopping and I was at my till looking like I was about to cry. (Today was my first day on Cash by myself and it was the busiest day of the week. I see no logic in doing that to me, anyways I didn't cry I only felt like it. ) So after my Mom was done milling through the store and cursing people for shuffling and so on I managed to corral her into the pet store. Well first my Dad came in because as my Mom calls him he's the "easy touch" and then he went out and my Mom came in and she gave me a little story about my empty promises regarding pets and so on, but then she said with a sigh "Yes, alright."

So I now have a 6 - 8 week old baby girl Abysinian Guinea Pig whom I named Abby (as in Abby the Abysinian but you probably figured that out). She's three colors; white, black and brown with a teeny tiny black nose. She's really jumpy and skiddish which I think is normal considering the fact that she was just ripped away from her brothers and sisters...again.

So this is my new Guinea Pig and I am really excited about it because I have been bugging for another one. Not to replace Finney but because they are fantastic pets and they are highly entertaining. (I love the noises they make.)

I'm Only Happy When it Rains

Today, it rained. And I liked it. I walked home from an appointment in the rain. As everyone ran in different directions to escape the rain I walked slower and enjoyed every drop that landed on me. I took the long way home and suddenly didn't care how wet my clothes were or that my mascara was running, or that a taxi cab splashed me. It was hot summer rain and I loved walking home, so enjoy Garbage's "Only happy when it rains"

Garbage Only happy when it rains

Serious

You must check out the video clip under the Spice Girls one because these guys are hilarious. It's intense and funny.

Spice Girls

The Spice Girls "Wannabe" video - because everyone secretly loves the Spice Girls. If you go in to my archives in June look for "Everyone Secretly loves the Spice Girls" and you can find out why I love the Spice Girls so much.

Spice Girls(Wannabe)

This video is the best. These guys are way cool.

How to Speak Angry Foreign

Today was my first day as a cashier- not in training. It was going well, slow but well. My supervisor stood at the end of the line and informed people that we were in training. She said "These girls are in training, it may take some time" People came through pleasant and understanding until... Angry Foreign Woman and Daughter or AFWD for short. She was mean and rude and didn't speak a word of English. It was taking me some time to put her order through because she was the woman in the grocery store who filled her cart full of stuff and didn't know what she put in her cart. I was having difficulty getting the eggs to scan, which apparently almost never scan, so I called my supervisor over for help because my partner like me was at a loss as what to do with these damn eggs. My supervisor helped me and I continued putting her order through until ...the item that was in her cart and she had no idea what it was and I had no idea what it was. My supervisor came over, told me what they were (half a dozen white turnips), punched in the code and let me finish. Well AFWD was pissed. She started yelling in a language I obviously don't speak and slammed her bread products around. After slamming her bread products around, she began to bitch at her daughter and then her daughter was polite enough to inform"Please don't squish the bread products" At that point I quickly finished her order and I mean as quick as the new girl could go, I finished AFWD order, handed them their receipt, said "Thank you. Have a nice day." After they were gone I turned to my partner and said "I guess we missed the memo on how to speak angry foreign woman."

Addicted

Yes, I have an addiction to...www.icoke.ca.
It all started with a 500ml bottle of coke. Apparently there are points that you can enter to win concert tickets, trips, CDs all sorts of good stuff. (I am determined to get at least 10, 000 points because then you can buy concert tickets.) Mc Donald's, Cineplex Odeon and Coke have collaberated to drive people like me in to debt. Yep, I'm running around like a madman trying to get enough points. And some points have expiry dates so then you have to waste your dollar and fourty-nine cents for points that are useless. Well I will admit that I do like Coke, in fact I love Coke - it kicks Pepsi's ass any day. Okay, that's a lie. Diet Pepsi is better than Diet Coke but regular Coke is better than regualr Pepsi and Diet Coke with lime is good with a little rum. (Maybe I shouldn't say that because I'm not legal yet...9 months). These are major differences in cola.
Wait, what was the point of my rant? Okay, now I remember...I'm determined to go a concert for less than the ticket price. I know this because each bottle of Coke is worth 500 points so at $1 a bottle (unless you buy from an inconvience store)and I only need 17 more bottles of Coke to get two tickets. The value of each ticket is $35. I think I'm getting a deal here. Or maybe I'm just one of those idiotic people who's convinced they are getting deal but in reality they're getting hosed. I have no idea but I'm going to a concert this summer with or without coke points...
And in the words of Mudvayne I'm so "f*cking determined."

Under Construction

My blog is currently undergoing some changes. I hope to improve my blog by putting audio and changing the template. I hated the template I had before and I hope this one is better. There are new posts located below this useless one.

In Other News...

A Kitchener, Ontario teen was arrested for stealing a John Deere tractor. Not only did he steal it but he drove it down highway 8 backwards. The police finally caught the teen and he is currently being held in custody.

My question is if you are going to steal a vechicle of some sort why not a car? Why a tractor? I think this might be the hick version of the game Grand Theft Auto? I don't know, I think this just proves that Kitchener is full of coffee shops and losers.