Friday, February 01, 2002

I've been sent a link to this journal and I just had to share it with you all. I laughed until my sides split and the tears were streaming down my face so that I had to wipe them away to keep reading. These are the "V. Secret Diaries" of all the Lord of the Rings main characters. With a twist. Wonderfully done, I highly reccommend you read these where you won't annoy anyone by snorting, cackling or otherwise guffawing in a loud and embarassing manner. I also advise you not to be drinking anything that might come shooting out your nose and get all over your computer.

V. Secret Diaries of Lord of the Rings characters.

Thursday, January 31, 2002

Cow.


Update.


Please?
Leper! Outcast! Unclean!


I think everyone feels like Thomas Covenant the Unbeliever at one time or another. Great books! I borrowed them from Tusker's Roomie Guy and I'm eating the first one as fast as my free time allows. Thank goodness for taking the bus on snowy days. I get to read. =)

Wednesday, January 30, 2002

What the hell is so great about "Super Size"? Why must everything always be BIGGER! NOW WITH MORE REAL CHEESE! DOUBLE PATTY! EXTRA LARGE FRIES! I can get by and feel full on a kids meal when I eat at a fast food joint. Why do they always want to make me eat more?

I think it's just human nature to want MORE! BIGGER! We equate it with BETTER! FASTER! SUPERIOUR! When really, it's just superfluous. Extra. The Big Extra? Extra large pepperoni with double cheese?

Maybe once in a while, but the way commercials and television, and even the people in my office talk... you're getting ripped off if you don't get the largest portion of whatever greasy fried cheese-laden food you've ordered all for just 39 cents more.

Eat less. Feel better. Live longer.

Played RTCW multiplayer with my h0z for the first time tonight. Played single player for the first time LAST night. That game is LUSH. I'm one of those rare women who love War movies. I find them heroic, glorious, gory, horrible and fascinating. I'd rather watch a war movie than a light romance film ANY DAY... and Return to Castle Wolfenstein feels just like being in a War Movie!

We're recruiting for like-minded females who want to play some RtCW. Check it out.

Tuesday, January 29, 2002

I just realized today that angry butt-pimple man takes the 7AM bus. He's pretty quiet in the morning, thankfully.

I'm still at work and cursing the busy state our office is in. It's TOO busy. We need more staff. They're on their way, but they won't be all trained up and ready to go for two to three months. The only one who has started on the phones and contributing in less than two months so far is my friend McCow. He rocks. Even though he never updates his journal.

So now I kill time until George gets to leave.

Our stock jumped up today after the release of our fourth quarter results.. there is tons of speculation in the office about where it's going to go from here. Last year at this time it was around $2.50. Now it's over $27.00 Damn, but I should have bought at $2.50.

Time for me to try to talk George into leaving early.

Monday, January 28, 2002

Been tired and sore throated since Friday. I actually got away from work nearly on time today.

I'm looking out the apartment window at the buidlings accross the way. It's strange when a bunch of people all have the same TV show on and the screens all flicker at the same time, like they do at Future Shop in the Wall-o-TVs. Wonder what they're watching. Don't really care.

Instead of wasting my time with TV, I'm planning how to save money for trips to exotic locales, playing Return to Castle Wolfenstein and having my computer lock up *DAMN YOUUUUUUU!!!!!!!!!*.

Been taking the bus more, lately, what with the weather and all... there are some really, really nice people, some really really mediocre people and some REAL butt-pimples. We wait. 45 minutes. A bus comes. It is full. Angry swollen butt-pimple guy runs over to bus where driver is letting someone OFF and repeatedly hits the side of the bus and screams at the driver to let him on. If you were the driver of that bus would YOU let him on? Nuh-uh. Didn't think so.

Angy swollen butt-pimple man comes back to us and starts ranting at us about how horrible the bus service is. He wanted to catch the 98 B-Line which is only a 25 minute walk from where we were standing. Did I tell him this? You bet. Shut the hell up angry swollen butt-pimple man! Relax and enjoy the sunshine that we get so precious little of during the wet wet winter.

Ahhh... much better.

I forgive you for being annoying angry swollen butt-pimple man. You can't help it. Your ignorance isn't really annoying so much as it is sad. You'd probably live longer and be less swollen and angry if you just realized how great it is to be able to stand in the sun on a winter afternoon. Hope you figure it out one day.

Sunday, January 27, 2002

Well. I sold my half of the Talon to George today. Makes my life easier, his life harder (but with car) and I still get to use it. Rockin'. We'll go make it official tomorrow. This way I can afford Hawaii and weddings this year, and Peru next year... who knows.. maybe I'll even go back to school now that I'm footloose and fancy free. It's funny. You'd think we'd do something like this if we were breaking up, but actually, this is making us stronger and closer. We had a great day today, lots of communictaion, a little nookie *raowr*, cleaning up the place together, dinner and a movie ~ all after our financial dealings were done.

I also took some movies and pictures of the snow we had today as viewed from our apartment. It was DUMPING. =) Now Vancouver is a magical (melting) winter wonderland. Hope it's not too slushy for my journey to work tomorrow.

Time for bed. Pictures will be HERE when I put them up.