"Caw! Caw! Caw! ca... pardon me, do you have any Grey Poupon?"

My friend Lynn had a really neat link on her blog concerning CROW. Made me think about just how silly we really are, thinking we're smarter than everything else on the planet. Really, we aren't. We're just bigger, louder and more aggressive.

On a side note, who the fuck knew that Grey Poupon had it's own website?!? Fuck me.

And who knew they had broadened their marketing horizons. Gives a whole new meaning to the comercial with those guys in their cars asking one another if they have any... woosh...!

you what?

I spent a little over an hour Monday morning cleaning up the garbage bin behind the office. There was a bunch of soggy cardboard and other junk there that had to be bagged up and put to the curb. My thought was, "winter's nearly here and in spring this is going to be 100 times worse of a job" so I went out and cleaned it up. After all, it was 9am on Monday morning with only one computer in the shop for repair, so I wasn't overwhelmed with stuff to do.

Anyway, someone noticed. It happened to be the manager, who liked that I cleaned up. At the end of the day he took me aside and told me he was happy I had done that and he and the boss wanted to pay for Colin and I to have dinner. I was quite excited, it was really a nice thing for them to do. I guess the boss really was happy, as he called me from Fredricton today and gave me a raise. He said it was just for taking initiative and trying to make his shop a better place. All I could do was say a thank you and tell him that I appreciated it.

The job certainly isn't the most glamorous in the world, but I just plain like it. It suits me. Yay!

Take your scowl and shove it.

The number of people that were frowning, scowling, cranky looking ... [insert foul mood adjective here] ... on the way to work this morning was unreal. I usually see a few pissy looking folks, but today was downright annoying. I was in a great mood and grinned at them all. Take that you crabby mofos.

Smiles are free. Just ask the freaky clown.

i don't care if monday's blue
tuesday's grey and wednesday too
thursday i don't care about you
it's friday i'm in love

monday you can fall apart
tuesday wednesday break my heart
thursday doesn't even start
it's friday i'm in love

saturday wait
and sunday always comes too late
but friday never hesitate...

i don't care if monday's black
tuesday wednesday heart attack
thursday never looking back
it's friday i'm in love

monday you can hold your head
tuesday wednesday stay in bed
or thursday watch the walls instead
it's friday i'm in love

saturday wait
and sunday always comes too late
but friday never hesitate...

dressed up to the eyes
it's a wonderful surprise
to see your shoes and your spirits rise
throwing out your frown
and just smiling at the sound
and as sleek as a shriek
spinning round and round
always take a big bite
it's such a gorgeous sight
to see you in the middle of the night
you can never get enough
enough of this stuff
it's friday
i'm in love

- Friday I'm In Love, The Cure

Bwahahahaha!

Haplo

In the depths of night, only the darkness rules. Blood runs in rivulets along a broken path. Freedom seems so close. They do not understand; they can never be free. Watched from all sides, they will not be allowed this freedom. Patience is beyond their ability and understanding. Silence is not a defense that will work here. Oh, so deeply frightened and seemingly lost; souls, fragmented down to a tiny sliver of what they think is hope. They know not their place in this game. They know not the path ahead is predestined. They know not of the blood that is yet to be spilled. Pity.

MAZEL TOV!

A recent family wedding I attended was a new experience for me. It was a civil marriage, but incorporated elements of Christian and Jewish tradition. It was a ceremony for a Catholic girl and a Jewish boy. It was damn fun and the whole ceremony, while not binding in a religious way, had lots of spirituality. The main officiant was a lady named Floralove Katz, who was great at her job. If nothing else, her name brought me blissful amusement. W00T! I didn't get much sleep over the weekend, but I partied hard and got to dance the horah for the first time. It's the little experiences in life that build the bigger us.

Olly olly oxen free

I have always maintained myself in a very independent way... I like being my own person and I dislike having others interfere with said person. It has been a trying week at work. The boss is visiting for a week and he tends to look over the shoulder a lot. Granted, he has every right to... it's his shop, not mine... and I am a very new employee, so there are things I can use advice on... and, it's not just me, he treats everyone equally.. ie. we all get extra attention. The difficult part for me is not so much that he's "there" constantly, but that my inner bitch does not like being told what to do. No one tells me what to do. Period. Luckily, he doesn't go from that perspective, he seems more like a football coach than a dictator. On top of it all, he had some issues and had to fire one of the other workers for going against company policies, which has stressed him out a bit. He leaves Friday and while it will be nice to have him back at his own office, I like the guy and I appreciate what he does. He seems to have taken an interest in me and wants me to do well. I think I'll aim to please. When it comes right down to it, I really like this job and all the folks I'm working with. It's hard to beat that. The day just sortof flies by as I engross myself in fixing my beautiful little Macs... they love me and I love them. I only wish people would take better care of their computers. I treat mine like gold, and seeing some come in all dirty and banged up just makes me scowl. I'm overtired and semi-delusional and I think I'll go to bed. I watched Earl and Betty tonight. What funny programs, I'll have to write something about them. Koo Koo Kachoo.

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dear matthew I like you a lot
I realize you're in a relationship with someone right now
and I respect that I would like you to know that if you're ever single in the future
and you want to come visit me in california
I would be open to spending time with you and finding out
how old you were when you wrote your first song

dear jonathan I liked you too much
I used to be attracted to boys who would lie to me and think solely about themselves
and you were plenty self-destructive for my taste at the time
I used to say the more tragic the better
the truth is whenever I think of the early 90's
your face comes up with a vengeance like it was yesterday

dear terrance I love you muchly
you've been nothing but open hearted and emotionally available and supportive
and nurturing and consummately there for me
I kept drawing you in and pushing you away
I remember how beautiful it was to fall asleep on your couch
and cry in front of you for the first time
you were the best platform from which to jump beyond myself
what was wrong with me

dear marcus you rocked my world
you had a charismatic way about you with the women
and you got me seriously thinking about spirituality
and you wouldn't let me get away with kicking my own ass
but I could never really feel and it's kinda too bad
because we could've had much more fun

dear lou we learned so much
I realize we won't be able to talk for some time
and I understand that as I do you
the long distance thing was the hardest and we did as well as we could
we were together during a very tumultuous time in our lives
I will always have your back and be curious about you
and your career your whereabouts

If you don't know who wrote this, crawl out from under that rock and enjoy this thing the rest of us call life...