Slo Mo for the blond hoe

August 28, 2008 annoyances, changes, completely random crap, updates

I’m quite proud of this title…even though it has absolutely no relevance really to what I wanted to blog about. It’s just something I randomly said while watching Never Back Down with Booth (yes I’m going to go back to his old nickname, since so many of you prefered that. Besides - the story behind it is kind of cute). Every time the main character saw the blonde chick he liked, she was moving in slow motion.

Anyways, yesterday I finally got to go shopping with my Granny and my mom for my birthday shopping spree :) McShout came, and we hit up the mall near my grandmothers for 5 hours straight. I’m impressed with myself, really I am. I got 4 new tank tops,  2 t-shirts with funny captions and pictures on them, 3 new sweaters, and 2 pairs of jeans. Oh and a coat. It was a lot of fun, even if my legs were killing me by the third hour. Oh well though! The clothes and time spent with my grandma, mother and sister was well worth it.

This weekend, my super cool cousin Joel is getting married. I’m so excited, I can’t wait! I bet Mel (his beautiful wife to be) looks gorgeous! I can’t wait to see Karen and the boys and see everyone all dressed up. I’m glad my parents decided to spend the night at a hotel, now we can stay for the reception and party!

Today was a weird, random day. Booth and I went job hunting and when we returned their was an accident right at his street - so we had to take a detour. We decided to leave again later on as we had forgotten to grab some munchies for our movie, and the time we got to the accident sight (to turn onto the main road we took to get to town) the accident was all cleared up with only the cop car and one of the guys from the accident and his truck remaining. They were pulled off to the side though, and the ambulances and fire truck had been long gone. We were only at the store for like 5 minutes, and on our way back we spotted another accident in the same spot. So apparently Booth’s street was a hotbed for accidents today. I guess it’s because it was raining out, and people are so not used to driving in the rain (that was “said” sarcastically, since all it’s been doing in this part of Canada is RAINING!).

Bah. I really need a job. Like soon time. Unfortunately for me, if it isn’t one thing it’s another. Usually potential employers dislike the fact that I am not phsyically capable of doing all the heavy physical tasks they may need me to do - that’s why I haven’t had much luck in the job department. Now, my only shot at an office/call center position is blown…all because of my school schedule. I didn’t exactly luck out on my school schedule, sure it’s going to be great sleeping in until like 9am because my first class doesn’t start until 11am - every day. But I make up for it by having to be at the college until 6pm - every day. This kills most of my chances at jobs, and the other chances are blown by my phsyical limitations.

I’m stressing out. How on earth am I going to ever get out of debt if I can’t get a job [that I can do without killing myself]? Booth is trying really hard to find a job too, but he’s having a hard time because he doesn’t have his license (it expired like 2 weeks before we met), and can’t get it until he pays off a ticket. But he doesn’t have a job to pay off the ticket and get his license renewed. There are no job opportunities in our area, and Booth doesn’t have transportation out of town.

We’re in a never ending cycle of shit sticks when it comes to working - or rather, not working. Gah. Hopefully we’ll get some call backs this week, since we spent all day job hunting. I swear, if the movie store I handed my resume to this morning loses my resume one more time, I’ll bust a cap in their asses. I must have handed in my resume there like 50 times, only the guy who works there and chats with me said they keep loosing them. Professional, eh? It would be cool to work in a movie store. Free movies, flexable hours…this time I won’t blow it with a naughty quote.

All these things I hate [in my head]

August 26, 2008 Sarcastica!, annoyances, completely random crap, discoveries, ed-u-ma-cation, insecurties, issues, life lessons, linkage, opinions, ranting & raving, stuff that bites, uncensored, updates

There are a million random thoughts racing through my head today, so I’m apologizing ahead of time for the jumpy mess that is sure to follow this little introduction.

I’m still feeling like I got hit by a transport. It has recently occured to me that I haven’t really explained my medical condition in detail on this blog. Usually when I mention it, I throw in a link to my other blog that focuses on my MHE woes. However, it’s come to light recently that having one blog for my daily life and one blog for my MHE life is a bit contradicting. I tend to repeat things (on those rare occasions I update) on my other blog. So from now on I’m not really going to blog on that blog. It only makes sense…I mean after all (as much as I hate to admit it) my MHE is a part of my every day life. It doesn’t just appear sometimes, it’s always present. It doesn’t seem fair to make people go to another blog just to read about that aspect of my life, and I’m sure most of my readers don’t have the time to jump back and forth.

Anyways, lets get down to the nitty gritty of explaining MHE. MHE, or Multiple Hereditary Exostoses, is a rare disorder that effects the bones. You can click here for a medical definition, but to put it bluntly I have extra calcium in my body that produces extra bones, called bone growths (or bone tumours, or “knobs” as my new doctor likes to call them). These bone growths grow in clusters around joints and off other bones in my body. It’s possible to have a very slight, almost not there case of MHE, which would be just a few bone growths here and there on your legs or arms. My MHE is slightly more several, and I’m basically covered from my shoulder blades down to my toes.

There is no cure for MHE and it is a chronic pain illness as these bones cause joint inflammation and can cut off nerves and put stress on the muscles. There is a treatment for MHE, and that is invasive surgery. The surgerons basically cut you open and shave down or remove the extra bone growths to stop them from clustering around joints, cutting off nerves or putting stress on the surrounding muscles. Recovery time can be as quick as a few weeks to several months, or there is a possiblity of never recovering. Sometimes, if the knife slips during the surgery it can damage the nerves or muscle tissue just as badly as leaving the bone growth there can. I’ve had several “emergancy” operations to remove bone growths on my legs that were cutting off the nerves and damaging the muscles. In grade 8 I faced the future of either accepting my diploma from a wheelchair or accepting my diploma from, well, a wheelchair. The bone growth was causing far too much damage to the surrounding nerves and muscles, and if my doctor didn’t operate than I would lose the use of that leg. Because the bone growth caused so much damage, the nerves didn’t completely heal in my right foot.

I’ve had around 10 or so surgeries, and I have roughly 17 scars on my arms and legs. I’m still waiting to hear back from my specialist on when my next surgery will be, as several locations are causing me extreme constant pain.

I don’t like to talk about this often because I fear people will think I’m complaining, or looking for attention. I know many people who think that I use my MHE as a cop out so I don’t have to work. However, I really truly DO want to have a job, I want to work and make money. The reality of it is that most of the positions available for students are physically demanding. It’s not like I’ve never worked a day in my life and just decided to believe that I can’t. I’ve worked at fast food places before, and my body just coudn’t handle it. I can’t stand for long periods of time, and I can’t walk for long periods of time. There goes basically any job available for me to apply at. Most companies are not willing to make exceptions and would choose to not hire you rather than make a few exceptions.

So there you have it, I’ve explained what MHE is, the treatment for it, and why I’m constantly in pain. No, I’m not fishing for sympathy or anything like that - I’m just wanting to explain a few things about me. MHE is a small part of me, but in my hearts of hearts I know that it does not define who I am. My mind does though. In my mind, I like to think of myself as a fighter. Every fighter has successes and every fighter has failures.

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Now, on to some other thoughts in my head…I’m stressing out big time about college. I only have like one more week and I still haven’t gotten my books yet. I’m still trying to figure out how the hell to work the college website and get my book list. After I finish this post, I plan on calling the college and getting them to walk me through it - since clearly I’m doing something wrong here. Than hopefully I can pick up those books today, and other school supplies. Bam will be coming with me, hopefully he’ll be my pack mule College books are heavy! I also need to look in to getting a locker…although I may just keep my books in my car, that way I don’t have to spend money on a locker (since I don’t have any to spend haha).

Bam asked me the other day if I really wanted to be a Dental Receptionist and Administrator. The answer is no, not really. I would rather be a published author, but I’ll settle for a Dental Receptionist and Administrator for now. It’s a career that doesn’t lack jobs, pays well, and probably has super awesome dental benefits. It will give me a paycheck big enough to live off of, and time to work on my stories in the evenings. So ya, I’ll be a Dental Receptionist and Administrator, and I won’t back down from this. The program is only a year, and I want to do really well on it. I want to get highest ranking graduate in my program as well as be on the college and presidents honor roll.

Since I do have to take Accounting, I’m a bit nervous. Math has NEVER been my strong suit, and hopefully I’ll understand the gibberous that the professor will surely spew in lectures. I won’t fall behind, and if I really don’t understand it I will see about getting a tutor. I have to do well, failing is not an option.

If my surgeron calls with a surgery date that happens to be while I’ve got classes, I won’t be accepting it. Sure, I do need the surgery, but I also need to get an education. I refuse to fall behind. They will just have to book it for the holidays or when school is out. They had their chance to operate on me this summer, but were too busy. The school year is my busy time.

Anyways, I’ve taken up enough of everyone’s time for today. Hopefully I’ll get a chance to post tomorrow.

Too Much and Not Enough

August 25, 2008 annoyances, changes, insecurties, issues, life lessons, ranting & raving, so stoopid, stuff that bites, stupid mistakes, uncensored, updates, work

I thought that yesterday would be easier, because the first day is always the hardest…right? In a sense, it was easier. I knew what to do and I got better at making beds and finishing them at a certain time. In another sense, it was harder. Harder on the body, harder on the spirits.

I was finished work at a quarter to 5. It was a long day because some of the other workers were not worker their hardest and therefore, we had to help them finish their rooms. By the time I got into the car, I was aching from head to toe. By the time I got to Bam’s house and crashed on his bed, I was so stiff and sore moving felt impossible.

I called my mom crying, and Bam crying too (since he was at Dragon’s) because I hurt so much and just knew that tomorrow would be worse. I wasn’t sure if I could put my body through it again, I wasn’t sure if my body would let me put it through that again. I knew that there was no way in hell I would make it through this week.

I feel stupid and pathetic. I’ve only worked two days at the hotel, and yet I am unable to work another day there. I can’t. My body refuses to cooperate with what I want. What I want is to work like any other normal person, to make money and be proud of what I’m doing. My body and my mind are two different things. My body shys away from pain, while my mind tries to overcome it and continue on. All day long I kept saying to myself “If I make it through one more day, I’ll be that much stronger” but at the end of the day I was that much weaker.

I’m ashamed of myself, really ashamed. The housekeeper supervisor went out on a limb and hired me. She told me she hoped I didn’t screw them over after I assured her I could work every weekend. I was sure that I could, I was positive I could train my body and mind to cope with the pain and work those 2 days a week. But the issue at hand is that I’m supposed to work every day for the rest of the summer, and I know everywhere in my body and mind that that goal is just impossible for me to meet.

I bet the ladies I worked with are all standing around the staff room bitching about how I let them down and how I’m a horrible person. After all, there was only going to be about 4 people working today. I was one of those people. But I know that if I had gone in today, I wouldn’t have been any help at all. I would have been slow and stupid, and annoyed the girl who was training me.

I probably should have told the housekeeper supervisor about my medical condition before accepting the job, but I was too afraid too. Every other place that I was honest with ended up not hiring me because I couldn’t do all the things they wanted me to do.

I probably should have realized just how tough housekeeping is. It’s a nonstop standing, bending, crouching, walking, moving job. Sure, I got three breaks throughout the day - two fifteen minute ones and one half hour one - but that wasn’t enough for me.

I feel lower than low, and sorer than sore. I know that I’m not going to find that “dream job” right now, but a job that I could do without causing myself too much pain and discomfort would be pretty sweet.

Bam thinks I should go on disability since it’s hard for me to find a job that I can physically do. I don’t know though. I have high morals about what I will and will not do reguarding my medical disability. I’m not dying, I can walk (sometimes) and I’m resourceful, so why shouln’t I work? I don’t take pain killers because a) they don’t work and b) I dislike not being incontrol of my thoughts. I probably should start taking something, but I don’t want to. Besides, clearly my doctor is too busy, for he hasn’t called me back yet reguarding my surgery date or reguarding my inquiry about booking another appointment so he could look at that bone growth on my hip that’s growing rapidly. Plus I’m pretty sure he thinks I’m weak. Always calling with my questions, always begging for answers.

I honestly don’t know what I’m going to do at this point. I liked the people I worked with (though they probably hate me now) and the job was interesting for the most part, it was just too hard on my body. I feel weak saying that. I need the money but I know that I can’t do it, because if I do I’ll end up in the hosptial due to loosing the use of some important limb.

Edit: I just spoke to the housekeeper supervisor. I expected her to be all angry at me and frustrated, but surprisingly she wasn’t. I guess it’s cause I breifly mentioned on my first day that winters might be hard on me, and because the girl who trained me saw one of my scars and asked me about it, so I told her. I have a feeling she reports everything I say to the housekeeper supervisor, so in a way that’s a good thing. The supervisor is going to talk to the overall boss to see if I can get in at reception, but since I can’t do housekeeping anymore I’m no longer worker there. Hopefully I can get in to do housekeeper, that or at least get an interview with the people at the call center. I need cash soon times.

Whatever You Like

August 23, 2008 completely random crap, ranting & raving, updates, work

Normally, I’m not much for rap music…but T.I’s Whatever You Like is really cute (this YouTube version sucks but whatever I’m not spending the time hunting for the best video).

So my first day of work was interesting to say the least. No gross room stories yet, but my coworkers assure me it will happen eventually. It’s hard work. It doesn’t sound like it, but its time consuming and very phsyical…even more physical than my group home job was. Housekeepers do 16 rooms a shift by themselves, spending half an hour tops in each room. You’ve gotta stripe the beds, remake them (a certain way), dust and disinfect every surface, clean every inch of the bathroom, and vacuum. Sure, it doesn’t sound like a lot and I didn’t think it would be but it is.

I work from 9am until whenever I’m done my 16 rooms…sometimes [but rarely] it’s 3pm, but most days its around 4 or 5 when everything gets done. I get paid a shitty $8.75 an hour, but whatever…it’s money. I made like $71.75 today alone so that’s like $143.50 a weekend. I’m only going to work weekends throughout the school year…but hopefully that will be enough to get at least started on paying off my debts.

I honestly hope I can stick this job out. It’s hard work, I’m not going to lie that my body is killing me right now. It’s quite hard to move. But I’m sucking it up because the job is pretty fun for the most part, the ladies I work with are hilarious and the atmosphere is pretty awesome too. I’m keeping my fingers crossed that I make it through this week; the housekeeper supervisor wants me to work all week.

Anyways, it’s getting late again. I thought I had time to read blogs tonight but it’s like 11 and I’m exhausted and have to work again tomorrow is it bad that I already need a vacation?

SORRY!!!!!

August 22, 2008 I'm a STAR!, Sarcastica!, annoyances, blog whore, changes, completely random crap, friends, growing up, issues, ranting & raving, so stoopid, updates

I promise I’m not ignoring anybody! For some stupid reason, the house computer I normally use (aka the “girls” computer”) is not working! And since my mom is normally on her computer, updating my blog and reading my favourites is like near impossible to do with the alloted time I get these days. For now, all I have time for is a quite update but I am bringing my laptop to Bam’s tomorrow and I shall catch up on my reading and commenting then [hopefully].

HOLY CRAP I JUST HAD THE WEIRDEST THING HAPPEN TO ME! I’m sitting here in the family room updating my lovely blog and I hear a knock on the door leading out to the back porch. I glance over and I see a black and white cat with it’s face pressed against the glass just looking at me. I thought it might be Misty, our black and white cat, but then I was all like WTF Misty doesn’t go outside - she’s too crazy and scared to even think about going outside. So I turn on the light to see, and it’s totally not Misty but some random black and white cat just staring at me. I opened the door and the cat ran away, but damn that was weird! Generally the barn cats avoid our house like the plague, but there one was with it’s face pressed right up against the door - staring at me! Weird.

Anyways, that irrelevant rant aside…I have good news. I GOT A JOB! Nope, it wasn’t that telemarketing place…or the pizza place. Both those places found other people. Starting tomorrow, I will be doing housekeeping at a hotel! Glamorous huh? I’m sure I’ll get to clean up lots of nasty things - like dirty bathrooms and the tasty remains of an evening’s fornication. But it’s a weekend job, and money at that. I can’t be too picky these days, since I’ve had what like 5 job rejections in the past 2 months? Yah. I’ll take what I can get at this point. Those credit card bills aren’t going to pay themselves - unfortunately. Pff if you guys thought I’d have funny tales working at a pizza shop, I’m sure I can blow you all away with my hilarious hotel stories. Hopefully I won’t encounter anything too nasty!

My mom isn’t exactly thrilled with my new job position. She would rather I wait until I hear back from my dad’s contact at that other, more local call center. However, I can’t wait any longer. Plus who’s to say that I’ll even get that job. The housekeeping supervisor wasn’t pleased with my class schedule - my classes go from 11am to 6pm most days. I only got the job because I assured her I would work every weekend and all holidays. A little sacrifice that had to be made in order for me to scrap myself out of debt. Sure, if this place has flexible hours (doubtful), pays more than the housekeeping job (probable) and is willing to work around my school schedule, I’ll be all over that job like a fat kid at Chucky Cheese. But at least I have a definite back up plan now.

I’m glad I got this job. I’ve been dying to work for the past few months now. I absolutely hate not having a job. Not only have I missed not having that source of income, but I miss having something to preoccupy my time and thoughts with. I was beginning to miss the group home - at least there I could go to work and get completely lost in the atmosphere and not think about any of my problems.

I don’t really have a lot of problems right now…I mean I’m pretty happy. Content at the very least. However, I do feel like I’m spending too much time with Bam - not that spending time with Bam is a bad thing, I just don’t want him getting sick of me. All of my friends either work full time to save up dough for school or have already gone away to school so Bam’s like the only person I can hang out with. We got into a huge blow up today, over stupid miscommunication and what not. I still feel like I was just in my anger.

You see, Bam and I had plans to hang out today…or at least I thought we did. He said he was going to accompany me to my job interview at the hotel, and then we would possibly go see a movie. But I guess last night he was talking to his friend Bearded1 and they decided to hang out today since Bearded1 might be going back to his mom’s soon. Honestly, I have absolutely no problem at all with Bam hanging out with his friends - I encourage it. If my friends were available more often, I’d be hanging out with them more myself. However, I didn’t know about this change of plans as he failed to tell me last night on the phone, or this morning on the phone, or this morning when I got to his house. So obviously I was a little ticked off about it. I mean, I could have gone shopping with my Granny today…since she wanted to go shopping. But Bam got all mad at me, thinking I was just pissed he wanted to spend time with his friend. He thinks I have a hate on for Bearded1, when I really don’t. I know a while ago I blogged about drama with him and how I disliked him - and I believe I have good reason to. I mean the guy hates me for no apparent reason. He told me I was a fun sucker who sucked all the fun out of Bam, then he said that I’m like that crazy girl Bam dated. Plus a couple weeks ago at a neighbors BBQ he yelled at me because I walked through his house. Bam’s mom told me to go on in because Bam and him where there, and since they were the only people my age at the BBQ I thought I’d go in and chill with them, plus I needed to get my keys off of Bam to call my mom and let her know where I was. He said something like “God can’t he go anywhere without you having to be there?” and yelled at me because he “hates it when people walk through his house”, yet I’ve seen everyone else walk in there to use the washroom and the pool table whenever we’re all hanging out. But I guess I’m not part of the hanging out part, and I’m just there to give Bam rides? That’s what it feels like, since I wasn’t given the same treatment as everyone else. So ya, I dislike Bearded1, but more than anything I’m hurt with how much he dislikes me and how rude he is to me all the time. The only time he’s nice to me is if he wants a favor from me.

Anyways, so Bam was mad at me because he thought I was mad because I “hate” Bearded1. This promoted a very huge argument because I was hurt about a few things that he said, and the fact that he basically said “Oh hey, by the way I want to hang out with Bearded1 today so go home k? Thanks.” Like I get that he needs guy time, I really do - I need girl time too, that’s why I’ve been bitchy - but again, I could have gone shopping today.

Today’s argument made me rethink the amount of time I spend with Bam. I’m not saying spending so much time with him is a bad thing because I love it, and he says he does too, but I think it would be healthier for both if I stopped seeing him every day. I really don’t want him getting sick and tired of me. This is why I’m thankful that I have a job now, and school is around the corner. At least I’ll have these things to preoccupy my mind from missing him - although I know I won’t stop missing him.

Am I being stupid though? Or overreacting? I mean we’ve spent practically every day together since we started dating. I could honestly continue on with seeing him every day, but I really do worry about him getting sick of me. I’m pretty easy to get sick of.

Sigh. It’s almost 10 though and I need to go to bed soon. I start work at 9am, bleh.

Bunny Fights!!!

August 20, 2008 blog whore, changes, completely random crap, opinions, ranting & raving, updates

Facebook is very bad for you. Very bad indeed. It’s addictive and pointless, so it’s unhealthy for the mind. Still though, I’m addicted to Facebook and I’m on it pretty much EVERY day. Thanks to Bam, I now am addicted to an application called Bunny Fights. It’s completely pointless, but I like it anyway. If you have Facebook, seriously try out Bunny Fights. My bunny could kick your bunny’s ass!

Anyways, my dad says he might have a job for me at a call center near my college. He knows the guy that’s doing the hiring, so I’ll definitely get at least an interview and hopefully maybe a job. The pizza place hasn’t called me yet, which is cool with me…just because I wanna see if I can get this other, probably way cooler job. Today when Bam gets his arse out of bed, we’re going job hunting - for him. The tattoo shop isn’t working out at the moment and it’s not bringing in enough money for us to live off of, or even Jake to live off of. Bam is still sleeping because Jake likes to wake him up every morning at 7am haha. Actually, Jake and Bam are now both asleep.

I just finished reading Lords of the North by Bernard Cornwell. It was awesome! I recongized the plot though, and low and behold it’s actually a triology, and I’ve already read the first book The Last Kingdom (although I missed the second book The Pale Horseman). I really like Bernard Cornwell’s Saxon Stories. He’s a good author, and I recommend that series to anybody who likes reading war novels. I don’t normally like reading war novels, but two thumbs up for this series (although I can’t really speak for The Pale Horseman, but I’m sure it’s just as amazing as the other two).

Now I’m reading Hearts in Atlantis by Stephen King. No need to talk about how awesome Stephen King is - he’s clearly a genious and everybody knows this. My favourite books by him thus far are Desperation and The Shining. I really want to get my hands on a copy of It though, since I’ve yet to read that one.

Bullets and New Nicknames

August 18, 2008 Sarcastica!, blog whore, changes, completely random crap, pictures, ranting & raving, updates

• Remember that weird day I had? Well, randomly I decided to sign up for Sutherland Models - the modeling agency of Canada’s Next Top Model. I honestly wasn’t expecting any call backs. Low and behold, while I was redoing my bedroom (before and during pictures here; after pictures soon to come), a lady called from the agency. She wanted me to come in for a meet and greet because I would be “perfect” for TV advertising. I booked it for the following Monday, but soon called to switch the day because I didn’t think I’d be back from camping. I booked it for the Friday that just passed…and called again to tell her I couldn’t make it because I really didn’t feel like going. She bitched at me and said “It’s been twice now since you’ve canceled on us, maybe you should rethink your availablity“. Heh. Whatever though! It was probably just a front to take all of my money!
• The job hunting has been going meh still. I had another interview today, although I don’t think I’m going to take the job, even if it’s offered because it’s just too far away from home and school and the pay sucks. I’ll find out either tomorrow or Wednesday if I got the pizza parlour job…and my dad has a contact at my college’s call center so he’s going to go in with my resume and see if he can get me a job there. Hopefully either the pizza parlour or the college call center will be interested in hiring me.
• Booth Bam (my boyfriend insisted I change his name to Bam cause he’s a “Jackass”) and I took Jake to a family BBQ at my place. McPout and Nelly brought Amiga, and at first Bam and I thought Jake would be bad but he was AWESOME! He played so well with Amiga, it was like love at first life. Pictures of them playing can be found here. (And you’ll all finally get to see pictures of Jake, who’s 7 months old now!)
• I’m excited for camping this Thursday; Bam and I are bringing Jake and his younger brother. Should be good times!

Anyways, that’s all I have time for now as I need to desperately catch up on my commenting!

P.S./Edit: Bam’s dad recently enlightened me about a new series that I’ll most likely adore by S.M. Stirling; a series about The Change. It’s basically a series about what were to happen if the world ended. I’m SO dying to read it but can’t find it ANYWHERE [unless I buy it]. Anybody read it? Without spoiling it, what did ya think?

Procrastinators Unite! Tomorrow.

August 15, 2008 Sarcastica!, blog whore, ranting & raving, updates

I am a procrastinator. I procrastinate when it comes to mostly every thing I have to do. I don’t know why or how I got into this dirty habit, but I have it now. I put things off until the last possible minute. I even procrastinate when it comes to my blog; “I’ll update in a little while…” is the common phrase that runs through my mind when I think about updating. That phrase doesn’t run through my mind when I go to do things (or go to procrastinate anyway) because I don’t want to do those things, but because I just keep thinking I have all the time in the world to do it.

I didn’t really start job hunting until June, because I was convinced that the rec group would give me a job. I knew that it wouldn’t hurt to apply elsewhere while I waited to hear back from the rec group, but I just didn’t do it. Now I’m suffering; penny pinching, trying to find a job, any job at all before September comes.

Speaking of September, I forgot to attend my orientation. Smart eh? But it completely slipped my mind. Completely. I don’t know why I didn’t program it into my phone, but I should have. That’s the only way I actually remember to do things. Oh ya, could someone remind me that the directions to my interview on Monday are written inside my gum pack in my purse? Thanks. Ya I’d lose my head if it wasn’t attached!

My cousin Karen has sent me links for online writing…although I’ve avoided that too because I just know that I wouldn’t make deadlines. Our house computers get slower by the day, and I’m not often at Dragon’s so I can’t steal the neighbours high speed - which he tells me they are getting rid of soon now anyway. I’m only updating now because I’m waiting for Booth. We’re supposed to be watching a movie together, but he’s helping Dragon with something or another while I sit up here and wait. How fun. Booth tends to overbook his time, and I tend to fall short often because I “understand”. Bah. Boyfriends.

Anyways, I should open up the job bank and do some job hunting while I wait. No promises though. I still have to catch up on commenting - Google Reader doesn’t allow you to do that too easily. I still have to open the pages - which, if I’m at home, refuse to load.

Bahhhh. I need a job.

Oh ya, Jake’s first ever vet appointment was today. He’s a vocal little brat so he scared some small children by growling and didn’t completely warm up to the vet before he gave him his shots, so Jake doesn’t exactly like the clinic. He goes back in four weeks to get his boyhood removed - BOOYA! Perhaps he’ll calm down. I also booked Avitable in for a snipping. Who wants to help me rein him in for his appointment?

OHMIGAWDDD!

August 14, 2008 changes, completely random crap, discoveries, good times, updates

Yes I know, it’s been ages since I last posted. Sorry! I promise I had good reasons! I was busy renovating my room (pictures coming soon), then I went camping up North with Booth to meet his family (more on that later), then I avoided the Internet until I could read Breaking Dawn by Stephenie Meyer. I did not want any secrets spilled! OHMYGAWDDD was it every super awesome and breathtakingly amazing! That’s all I will say though, because I don’t want to ruin it for anybody. All I know is that the Twilight series by Stephenie Meyer is my all time favourite series of books EVER! This book is just icing on the super awesome cake!

So ya, if you haven’t already, read the Twilight series by Stephenie Meyer, I promise you won’t regret it (and if you do you’re just crazy)! I am now counting down the days until Twilight the movie comes out!

Anyways, putting the amazing world of Twilight aside for a moment; I’m sure you’re all dying for updates on how my camping weekend with Booth went up North. It was awesome, his dad’s side of the family is really cool and funny - and they love dogs just as much if not more than I do! We were told we could bring Jake (”our” 8 month old puppy) next time we go up. I met a kazillion of his family members; his grandparents are so cool! They welcomed me with open arms and everybody gave me a million hugs and made sure I felt comfortable. His grandma plays the guitar! One of his uncles, upon being introduced with me, embraced me in a hug and tried to steal me away from Booth. It was quite hilarious! Booth and I are going up next weekend, with Jake. We are sure that Jake will have a blast

Anyways, this post update is taking a lot longer than I anticpated and now I’ve got to rush to get ready for an interview; it’s just at a pizza shop but hopefully I’ll get the job. Besides, I love the cheesey garlic bread! I’ll update more in a wee bit

My Worst Enemy is a Wood Chipper

August 2, 2008 I'm a STAR!, LOL, Sarcastica!, adventures, blog whore, completely random crap, friends, good times, updates

Interesting title eh? Well it has an interesting story behind it too. Well sort of, it was interesting to my slightly intoxicated ears anyway. Perhaps it won’t be as interesting to everyone else as it was to me, but I get joy out of writing pointless, not-silly stories in my blog so here goes another one:

It started last night, at Birdman’s party. For some reason unbeknown to me, we were talking about the grotesque website Rotten.com. Now if you have never heard of this website before and decide to visit it, do not send me hate me talking about how horrible I am for “advertising” it, since I’m not asking you to go to it and clearly from the URL, it’s not going to be a website full of rainbow ponies and butterflies.

Anyways, that aside, we were talking about the meat grinder picture (it’s gross don’t go) and someone brought up the subject of wood chippers and how they’d seen pictures of people who had fallen into them, and their remains. I was all; “OMG, how does that even happen? I’m pretty sure I wouldn’t fall into a wood chipper on purpose.” One of my friends proceeded to tell me that wood chippers move at lighten speed, and when you’re putting tree trunks in there with branches, sometimes those branches can get caught on your clothes. “Well I’d jump back and rip my shirt off,” was my witty response.

Everyone in the group (14 or so people) started laughing and they all came to the conclusion that if a wood chipper and I ever got into a battle, the wood chipper would win because “there’s nothing to me”. Apparently, a wood chipper is my worst enemy. So I must never become a person who uses a wood chipper. The end.

Ok then…random story of the wood chipper aside, my weekend has - so far - been pretty cool, with a few exceptions of course. B1 moved out today, and this morning I got a call to come check out her new apartment with the fam.

I brought Booth with me, and he was nervous to go. He truly believes that my entire family hates him, and that if he attends any family functions, he will be ignored or frown down upon for his “dirty mouth”. He came though, because he knows how much I just want everyone to get along. He knows how hard it is for me to be caught up in the middle of everything. I constantly have to remind people that Booth is the person I have chosen to be with, whether we last forever (which we will) or if we break up in a year from now (which definitely won’t happen). I guess all I can do at this point is keep reminding and stand my ground though.

I started taking down the boarder in B1’s old bedroom. Heh, I know…it’s only been like 10 hours since she’s moved out but in all fairness we’ve got a lot of home renovating projects to do and it’s best to do them all now while I have the free time - thanks to my unemployment.