Death Bridge

I am on Farva's laptop up in his new little loft room in our house. He moved in, Celia moved out. We (Farva, Trav and I) just got back from a huge walking adventure starting at our house and walking on the trail across the walking bridge and all the way around to the Westmorland Bridge, which I now have renamed Death Bridge. This is because I almost had a panic attack because there were spiders EVERYWHERE! Surrounded! Spiders on every place they could be on the railing on either side of us walking. It seriously freaked me the fuck out. But other than that the long hour and a half walk felt goooood.

Useless.

I'm home alone. The boys are all gone out drinking. I would have loved to go but alas I have no money - plus I have to work at 8am. I guess crazy gill has matured a bit. Either that or her body just can't handle booze anymore. Those damn crazy hangovers make me too grumpy to work at my job with all those customers! I just got home from hanging out at Heats house. A big crew showed up and we all sat around and watched episode after episode of the show Weeds. I'm so hooked whenever I start watching it. Every episode ends with a cliffhanger goddamnit! I just can't start watching without stopping after one, two, three, no four episodes!

I feel slightly relieved yet slightly anxious.

Give yourself a pat on the back for being you.

The boys in my room are doing some sort of hockey thing right now where they are picking players and creating their own teams on the xbox. Then they are going to play a season of games. They are hardcore into it and using excel on the computer and stuff to keep score. I'm kinda bored actually. Too much hockey talk for the past 2 1/2 hours. In the meantime I've taken it upon myself to create an AE Window Change Checklist. This way the associates can remember all the little things they may forget if I'm not working that night. I feel accomplished. But now I don't really know what else to do. Facebook is no longer amusing me. I'm just sitting on this chair in my own little world.

Tomorrow will be an adventure. I'm taking Trav to Kingston to visit my mom at her work and get some fruits and veggies which I'm in desperate need for. It will be something different to do at least on my day off. And I can't remember the last time I've been home to Kingston!

the best surprise!

You will never guess who I saw today! Zac! God I missed him! He's back from Toronto for a year because his girlfriend is going on maternity leave soon and they wanted to be closer to family. He came into AE today and surprised the shit out of me!

Other than that I guess my first day back to work was decent. It's nice to be back to work, but I wish I could have had one more week off. One week just isn't enough. One week just gets you caught up in all the sleep you've missed out on while you've been working so much. The other week is the week to be productive and catch up on errands you've been putting off. Too bad I didn't have the week two to be productive with... I let Chris borrow my car for the day while I was at work and he brought me some delicious lunch from Mikes Restaurant and a smoke. I would have killed ten gypsies for that smoke, I was jonesing. I guess you can say I'm sort of trying to quit smoking cigarettes. I'm too broke to smoke anymore and I don't want my lungs to fail on me... And I'm lucky enough that I wasn't born with asthma - I shouldn't be trying to kill my respiratory system to this extreme. I'll be happy if I can just cut sober smoking out of my life right now and keep it to solely smoking while intoxicated.

Thiefs!

I never really understood where people get off from stealing from others. Do they not realize karma will come back to kick them in the ass? Last night while everyone was asleep someone apparently came in through our front door and stole Wes's Xbox 360 from the living room. And last week at work someone stole $25 from the Make a Wish Foundation out back on the break table. Some peoples children..

Where am i?

I don't feel at all like myself right now. Today has just been one of those days. Where nothing is really wrong, but everything feels so so wrong. When you just want to burst into tears every moment for no real reason. I feel like there is so much emotions trapped inside of me at this very moment and I don't know what they are so they are just left inside. Where they will build until one little thing sometime in the future will set them free.

So its summer now!

Winter has come and gone since my last post and I am still alive! It's surprising tho, considering my random encounters ranging from an explosion gas fire in the house across the street that blew my bedroom windows in, literally.. metal poles from AE window displays crashing down, and my wide array of sicknesses - bladder infections and antibiotics that give me a retarded rash. But lets get down to business.

I'm twenty fucking five now. Can you believe it? I had a glorious birthday weekend and now I'm on day two of my glorious eight day vacation. This is a much needed break away. Last night was a pretty rediculous night. I spent the day with Chris and his entire family at his cousin Fentons wedding. By the end of the night, Trav's parents had gotten us drunk off expensive beer and caused both of our faces to hurt from laughter. They were so hammered that I couldn't help but laugh all night.

We looked goooood.