Rejoice!

In a blast of trumpeting fanfare, the shackles of my midsummer night's dream have been cast away and I have completed a catharsis of many facets. A cloud hung over my head for 10 months and after dealing with it for too long a time, I tossed its key into the harbour. Literally. The new job is wonderful, making the tediousness of intermittent part-time work a thing of the past. I actually enjoy getting up and going to work. In the morning...! Imagine that, me liking anything at all in the morning. My days have been spent working and having lunches with friends and my nights have been filled with the presence of a wonderful man. The only thing gone awry is that I may have to hang my laundry out to dry. I'd personally rather stab my eyes out with a lemon, but we shall see where this leads... all roads lead to me for some strange reason. There's a pillow out there with my name on it, screaming "Bite me! Bite me!" At first opportunity, it's going to be bitten. So let it be written, so let it be done.

it is in the waking dream I find my answers
among clouds and stars and rainbows are questions satisfied
torrential cloudbursts of thought drench my mind
a reverie of passion

Huzzah for Scotchguard!

Regardless, that couch will never be the same. Ha!

An adventure from the east coast to the west coast to the east coast was completed successfully. We arrived out west almost 36 hours later than we expected. This was due to leaving much later on the first day than we should have and then by being held up by a horrible accident in northern Ontario that closed the highway for 4-5 hours. We were just a few minutes behind the car involved and were only about 150 yards from the scene. Five hours of watching officials recover bodies from wreckage left us weary and demoralized; all we could do was sit there and feel bad for those involved and their families and think about how lucky we were that we weren't involved.

I had a grand total of 12 hours to spend in Edmonton, of which cursed U-Haul took up 2.5... I guess it could have been worse. I got a quick drive around to see the places I knew and remembered. Following that, I got to have dinner and SmartCar driving with a friend. We celebrated the 29th anniversary of Elvis' death by ordering Peanut Butter and Banana sandwiches, with sliced tofu (and I splurged and got a fruit cup... I think Elvis skipped the fruit cups in the later years... heehee!)

I then went to the airport and got there nearly 3 hours early, as I misread my itinerary(even though I looked at it three times... pesky exhaustion...) and it was suggested I be two hours early for security reasons. Funny enough, to get from the entrance through security took me less than ten minutes. Thank fuck I brought a book. I called sexy halifax boi and chatted until my phone died, but otherwise I read and stared out the window at planes for the three hours.

The flight was ok. Westjet has these great little TV screens in their seats, so normally I'd be thrilled. Unfortunately, the off button on mine was fucked up, so I spent the whole flight with a super bright TV shining in my face. Needless to say, I didn't sleep a wink. Thankfully, there was a strong tailwind, and we got the flight overwith in 4 hours 10 minutes. Not bad to get across something that took me 5 days to drive... oy.

And now I'm finishing my last day with the old employer and preparing to start Monday with a brand new one. And holy cow do I need to catch up on sleep.

wow

Credited to Luis Royo. I don't see it on his site, but I linked it anyway.

POOP! hahahaha! POOP! hahahaha!

I was blog-surfing and came across an interesting entry here, that mentioned Jon Stewart and Steven Hawking; two folks I both respect and admire. It was also about Owen Wilson making an ass of himself; atypical IMHO. I thought it was quite good.

Anyway, in the comments on that entry someone uses the line "Dick" is too kind. Maybe "puddle of loose stool"? to describe Owen Wilson. I went apeshit laughing so hard.

And of course, Google Pictures provided a wonderful picture to suit the comment.



And just because it amused me the other day when i found it, I present THIS!



Oh Internet, you're the best toy in the toybox.

humbug

Oy. After a week of wrangling (by my own mistake) I got my hosting problems corrected to find a whole new slew of horsey poop awaiting me. When my account was corrected it was changed to a new something or other.. Im not sure what exactly was done... anyway, it removed my site interface and replaced it with one that resembled a Windows 95 GUI. It was as intuitive as a book on dizziness. Anyway, long story short, my directory structure was altered which meant I had to adjust everything. Then I realized that it wasn't working at all, because I had duplicate directories... one was being published, the other was being updated. There was less 'sync' there than Lance Bass at a Christian fundraiser. [Really though, is it that shocking to anyone that a member of 'N Sync is gay?] Anyway, I fixed it all and then discovered that only a few of my images were working correctly. Le sigh. It then dawned on me that all along, I've been using Blogger's image uploader which dumps the whole HTML address into the code, rather than local server info. Thus, I have to manually go through and edit out the superfluous crap that I should have corrected from day one. That'll learn me to not do things correctly. Anyway, enough ranting about it... I did 2006 images, I'll do the rest when I get back next week.

In a nutshell: I'm going on an exciting 6 day trip. I have an exciting new job. I met an exciting new guy. I have exciting highlights in my hair. I bought exciting new pants for work. And, last but not least, my parents are flying me to Ottawa in october for my cousin's exciting wedding.

Whew. I'm exhausted after all this. I think I'll watch Soprano's and then get some exciting sleep.