Happy Birthday baby
Love you lots
Having your cake and treading too
3 of the more memorable quotes from last night:
"My tummy hurts... I think I had too much cheese."
- Leah
"I'm gonna tell my Mom I treaded water for 30 minutes, then she'll buy me a cake."
- Dan E
And the winner:
Quote For Today: "I had to go the Wal-Mart by Marlbrough... fortunately I was wearing my neutral gang colors."
- Matt
I laughed for a week.
"My tummy hurts... I think I had too much cheese."
- Leah
"I'm gonna tell my Mom I treaded water for 30 minutes, then she'll buy me a cake."
- Dan E
And the winner:
Quote For Today: "I had to go the Wal-Mart by Marlbrough... fortunately I was wearing my neutral gang colors."
- Matt
I laughed for a week.
Pimp My Lunch
Left the house this morning, was 10 minutes out before I realized I forgot my car stereo remote at home. So I turned around and came home to get it. I risked being 20 minutes late so I wouldn't have to reach an extra 2 inches up to the dashboard to actually press the buttons. I realized on the way back how utterly insane and scary that is. This remote has me whipped, I tell you.
Car Stereo Remote: 1
My Dignity: 0
Quote For Today:
"Silly rabbit! Trix are for kids! Damn longears, trying to take Easter away from Jesus..."
- Peter from Family Guy
Hope everybody's Easter weekend was good. Mine was. The way I figure it, if you can have half as much fun at work as you'd have otherwise, then you're pretty set. The office is a great place to work, it's become like my womb at Co-op, and life outside it with all the bitter lifers is too bright and scary.
It's also nice that myself & the girls in the office have the hook-ups with Luciano's across the street, so we get treated more like friends than customers. We get wicked discounts and free bread with bruschetta, and sometimes, depending on who's working, they'll even bring it over to us. Jaibe calls it our "high-roller lunch". He's just mad because all his breaks are timed, and mine are as long as I want them to be, and as frequent as I want them to be. This weekend I brought Vivian in on our pimped-out lunch train, she seemed to enjoy it.
Speaking of Vivi, wow that I work out at home with a treadmill and weights, I realized that the only thing I miss about going to the gym was going with her. She was my workout buddy. I disliked the gym, what with all the mirrors and the old men on treadmill watching financial channels and golf. But working out with Vivi was fun, because she'd make fun of people with me to pass the time. Plus all the dirty old men stared at her like they'd never seen a black girl before, which was more than amusing to say the least for my white ass.
Song For Today:
Tony Yayo- Life By The Gun
Last match was signed for WrestleMania last week, with Eddie and Rey going at it. That match could steal the show. If they give these 2 enough time and really let them tear it up, and it could be as good or better than HBK and Angle. I think this is Rey's first high profile WrestleMania match, maybe they'll get some brains and push him after this.
They could completely do without the Women's Title match, that is going to be a pee-break match. Nothing against Trish, but her opponent is not a wrestler. They could also do without Chavo and Paul London for the Cruiserweight Title, or at least let 2 good cruiserweights go at it. Get Paul London in there with Akio, Kidman, or Shannon Moore, there's a cruiserweight match. You could scrap the last 2 matches and let Orlando drop the U.S. Title to somebody, and then give Shelton Benjamin his own Intercontinental Title match, assuming he didn't already have a match, altough I must admit, I'm looking very forward to that one.
Played 3 very short Risk games yesterday with Dad, probably all 3 of them taking no more than an hour and a half combined. He won the first one, I won the next 2. Score-wise, we're either tied or I'm one ahead, I can't remember which. I say we stop keeping track and just call whoever won the last one the champ, it's getting hard to keep track. Also must say that I'm playing in such a way now that is not as much fun for me, because there's less actual strategy involved, but if I don't respond to his recent style of playing, I'm going to lose almost every game, so that's that.
Finished up Season 2 of 24 on the treadmill the other day. Can't say too much about the storyline, because Mom is going to start watching the series and I don't want to spoil anything. I'll just say that this season kicked as much ass as the first, I thought it'd slow down a little. Great treadmill material. Good storyline advances for all characters, although they should have included one of the characters more than she was. That's about the only thing that could have made it better. Season 3 looks kinda sweet too, we'll see.
Thanks for the comment last post, James C. I also enjoy your page. We gots to chill soon, it's been too long.
Yochanan put a new picture of himself up on his page. Go check it out, he looks like a member of Special K. I'm done commenting on his page, it's like trying to hammer a square peg through a circle hole. I'll leave the link up for anyone who wants a good laugh, though.
Car Stereo Remote: 1
My Dignity: 0
Quote For Today:
"Silly rabbit! Trix are for kids! Damn longears, trying to take Easter away from Jesus..."
- Peter from Family Guy
Hope everybody's Easter weekend was good. Mine was. The way I figure it, if you can have half as much fun at work as you'd have otherwise, then you're pretty set. The office is a great place to work, it's become like my womb at Co-op, and life outside it with all the bitter lifers is too bright and scary.
It's also nice that myself & the girls in the office have the hook-ups with Luciano's across the street, so we get treated more like friends than customers. We get wicked discounts and free bread with bruschetta, and sometimes, depending on who's working, they'll even bring it over to us. Jaibe calls it our "high-roller lunch". He's just mad because all his breaks are timed, and mine are as long as I want them to be, and as frequent as I want them to be. This weekend I brought Vivian in on our pimped-out lunch train, she seemed to enjoy it.
Speaking of Vivi, wow that I work out at home with a treadmill and weights, I realized that the only thing I miss about going to the gym was going with her. She was my workout buddy. I disliked the gym, what with all the mirrors and the old men on treadmill watching financial channels and golf. But working out with Vivi was fun, because she'd make fun of people with me to pass the time. Plus all the dirty old men stared at her like they'd never seen a black girl before, which was more than amusing to say the least for my white ass.
Song For Today:
Tony Yayo- Life By The Gun
Last match was signed for WrestleMania last week, with Eddie and Rey going at it. That match could steal the show. If they give these 2 enough time and really let them tear it up, and it could be as good or better than HBK and Angle. I think this is Rey's first high profile WrestleMania match, maybe they'll get some brains and push him after this.
They could completely do without the Women's Title match, that is going to be a pee-break match. Nothing against Trish, but her opponent is not a wrestler. They could also do without Chavo and Paul London for the Cruiserweight Title, or at least let 2 good cruiserweights go at it. Get Paul London in there with Akio, Kidman, or Shannon Moore, there's a cruiserweight match. You could scrap the last 2 matches and let Orlando drop the U.S. Title to somebody, and then give Shelton Benjamin his own Intercontinental Title match, assuming he didn't already have a match, altough I must admit, I'm looking very forward to that one.
Played 3 very short Risk games yesterday with Dad, probably all 3 of them taking no more than an hour and a half combined. He won the first one, I won the next 2. Score-wise, we're either tied or I'm one ahead, I can't remember which. I say we stop keeping track and just call whoever won the last one the champ, it's getting hard to keep track. Also must say that I'm playing in such a way now that is not as much fun for me, because there's less actual strategy involved, but if I don't respond to his recent style of playing, I'm going to lose almost every game, so that's that.
Finished up Season 2 of 24 on the treadmill the other day. Can't say too much about the storyline, because Mom is going to start watching the series and I don't want to spoil anything. I'll just say that this season kicked as much ass as the first, I thought it'd slow down a little. Great treadmill material. Good storyline advances for all characters, although they should have included one of the characters more than she was. That's about the only thing that could have made it better. Season 3 looks kinda sweet too, we'll see.
Thanks for the comment last post, James C. I also enjoy your page. We gots to chill soon, it's been too long.
Yochanan put a new picture of himself up on his page. Go check it out, he looks like a member of Special K. I'm done commenting on his page, it's like trying to hammer a square peg through a circle hole. I'll leave the link up for anyone who wants a good laugh, though.
Reality Blows
The motivation to post this week has mysteriously disappeared. So this is going to be quick.
This website has been acting up like a troubled child on crack, so my apologies to anyone who can't load it.
I enjoy posting pics, look for more of those below this post. That way I can post even when I got nothing to say. Even some of you non-wrestling fans seem to like the wrestilng pics.
So yeah, I've like... completely lost my passion for reality TV. Even Survivor, which I've loved up until this point. I realized I can't watch it anymore... problem with Survivor is that they'll never top the original, when it was new and fresh, and they'll never top the marquee value of the All-Stars edition. The Simple Life still gets the occasional viewing from me, but only because that would be just as hilarious even if it wasn't reality TV. Newlyweds is the same thing.
Thanks to Nikkilicious for getting me tickets to the advance screening of "Guess Who". On that note...
Movie Review: Guess Who
Good movie, extremely funny. Bernie Mac made the movie, Ashton was OK. I never really found Ashton all that funny, to be honest, and I love Bernie Mac... the combo of the 2 was pretty good. Go check it out, there's quite a few hilarious moments.
Quote For Today: "You gonna force me to use the muscle!"
- Percy from Guess Who
This website has been acting up like a troubled child on crack, so my apologies to anyone who can't load it.
I enjoy posting pics, look for more of those below this post. That way I can post even when I got nothing to say. Even some of you non-wrestling fans seem to like the wrestilng pics.
So yeah, I've like... completely lost my passion for reality TV. Even Survivor, which I've loved up until this point. I realized I can't watch it anymore... problem with Survivor is that they'll never top the original, when it was new and fresh, and they'll never top the marquee value of the All-Stars edition. The Simple Life still gets the occasional viewing from me, but only because that would be just as hilarious even if it wasn't reality TV. Newlyweds is the same thing.
Thanks to Nikkilicious for getting me tickets to the advance screening of "Guess Who". On that note...
Movie Review: Guess Who
Good movie, extremely funny. Bernie Mac made the movie, Ashton was OK. I never really found Ashton all that funny, to be honest, and I love Bernie Mac... the combo of the 2 was pretty good. Go check it out, there's quite a few hilarious moments.
Quote For Today: "You gonna force me to use the muscle!"
- Percy from Guess Who
Tazznouncer
Tazz, one of the few men to find life after wrestling.
Great announcer, phenomenal wrestler.
This post sucks
Can't believe there's only a month till the semester is over. Crazy, I tell you! Normally that meant I'd have to spend part of spring at work (I'm taking spring courses), and all of summer at work. Last year that would have made me sad, this year it makes me pretty happy because I'm in a place right now where I like my job.
My parents have blown clear past Porsche & Prada-buying, New York-travelling mid-life crisis stage, and have driven straight into senior-ville with my Dad buying lawn ornaments & paintings painted by our family doctor, my Mom's refusal to make left turns while driving, and her 5 new pairs of new golf shoes that she has bought without ever having golfed yet. When Heather gets back, we're going to be in the market for rest homes.
I hit the BestBuy Grand Opening on Friday with Kacey, and made away with a new car stereo. The old one was getting loopy anyways, and this one was like, 50% off. I paid about $200 and got a free installation, so I came away pretty good I think. It came with a remote, how funny is that. Not something I would have paid extra for, but it was included. Now instead of having to reach all the way up to the dash, I can save myself reaching that extra 3 inches and click a button on the remote. It's like they knew I was coming...
Risk Update: My Dad beat me yesterday, and also beat me last week. If you want to go in terms of score since... well, since we started keeping score, he's now 1 ahead. Some slight changes of our customized rules are needed though, so that's in the works.
Must give a quick shout out to Dan, who made fun of me for still listening to rap. He's turned into one of those I-listen-to-Jack-because-I-want-to-be-different guys, and he said the new 50 Cent CD was going to suck. And he was right, it did. That still doesn't mean Jack is any good, monkey. Friday he calls me to tell me he's going to go out and buy the 50 Cent CD because he likes the "Disco Inferno" song. He hadn't even listened to it at that point. So much for being different, hey buddy? Take that, you "trendy" little sellout douchebag.
Quote Of The Day: "I was thinking about investing in some of that sleeping that I've heard so much about."
- Matt
Yochanan said: Funny, I don't even watch FOX as i don't get cable.
I say: I have no idea what you're talking about, and I'd bet good money that neither do you. I never said you watched FOX, I believe I said something to the effect that you we're like FOX News.
W said: Yochanan, I'm American, I've seen your site, and i think you're an idiot.
I say: Word.
Album Review: Fozzy- All That Remains
Pretty much exactly what I expected. Only 10 tracks, but it's interesting. Definately not one of the best CD's I've bought, but it's one of those CD's that you have to be in the specific mood to listen to it. It's a different kind of metal. I didn't buy it because I'm a Fozzy fan, I bought it because I'm a Jericho fan.
Speaking of Jericho, it's time for a paragraph of wrestling junk. Looks like WWE is finally letting Shelton Benjamin really let loose and show what he can really do, so they can compete with AJ Styles of TNA. Last night, the tag match he was in tore the house down, and you could see that they had given him the green light to tear it up. He was great before, now he's amazing. Benjamin was not the only part of it, all 4 guys in the match we're, plus Tomko. Not much else from last night, except for Batista's development is coming along pretty good. They need to stick with that subtle sense of humor he has. WrestleMania in 12 days, I'm pumped. The new commercial for WrestleMania last night was easily the best, and the funniest yet.
Real quick, thanks for everyone who helped me out last week. I've said it a million times, I have great friends. Or, if I'm an asshole and haven't said it before, I'm saying it now. Everything definately worked out for the best.
You know what, this post sucks. I've said, like, nothing interesting. Usually in the space of 3 hours of class I can usually churn out something that's either funny or interesting, this is all crap. I'm sure this will get me loads of negative e-mail that I won't read.
'Till next time.
My parents have blown clear past Porsche & Prada-buying, New York-travelling mid-life crisis stage, and have driven straight into senior-ville with my Dad buying lawn ornaments & paintings painted by our family doctor, my Mom's refusal to make left turns while driving, and her 5 new pairs of new golf shoes that she has bought without ever having golfed yet. When Heather gets back, we're going to be in the market for rest homes.
I hit the BestBuy Grand Opening on Friday with Kacey, and made away with a new car stereo. The old one was getting loopy anyways, and this one was like, 50% off. I paid about $200 and got a free installation, so I came away pretty good I think. It came with a remote, how funny is that. Not something I would have paid extra for, but it was included. Now instead of having to reach all the way up to the dash, I can save myself reaching that extra 3 inches and click a button on the remote. It's like they knew I was coming...
Risk Update: My Dad beat me yesterday, and also beat me last week. If you want to go in terms of score since... well, since we started keeping score, he's now 1 ahead. Some slight changes of our customized rules are needed though, so that's in the works.
Must give a quick shout out to Dan, who made fun of me for still listening to rap. He's turned into one of those I-listen-to-Jack-because-I-want-to-be-different guys, and he said the new 50 Cent CD was going to suck. And he was right, it did. That still doesn't mean Jack is any good, monkey. Friday he calls me to tell me he's going to go out and buy the 50 Cent CD because he likes the "Disco Inferno" song. He hadn't even listened to it at that point. So much for being different, hey buddy? Take that, you "trendy" little sellout douchebag.
Quote Of The Day: "I was thinking about investing in some of that sleeping that I've heard so much about."
- Matt
Yochanan said: Funny, I don't even watch FOX as i don't get cable.
I say: I have no idea what you're talking about, and I'd bet good money that neither do you. I never said you watched FOX, I believe I said something to the effect that you we're like FOX News.
W said: Yochanan, I'm American, I've seen your site, and i think you're an idiot.
I say: Word.
Album Review: Fozzy- All That Remains
Pretty much exactly what I expected. Only 10 tracks, but it's interesting. Definately not one of the best CD's I've bought, but it's one of those CD's that you have to be in the specific mood to listen to it. It's a different kind of metal. I didn't buy it because I'm a Fozzy fan, I bought it because I'm a Jericho fan.
Speaking of Jericho, it's time for a paragraph of wrestling junk. Looks like WWE is finally letting Shelton Benjamin really let loose and show what he can really do, so they can compete with AJ Styles of TNA. Last night, the tag match he was in tore the house down, and you could see that they had given him the green light to tear it up. He was great before, now he's amazing. Benjamin was not the only part of it, all 4 guys in the match we're, plus Tomko. Not much else from last night, except for Batista's development is coming along pretty good. They need to stick with that subtle sense of humor he has. WrestleMania in 12 days, I'm pumped. The new commercial for WrestleMania last night was easily the best, and the funniest yet.
Real quick, thanks for everyone who helped me out last week. I've said it a million times, I have great friends. Or, if I'm an asshole and haven't said it before, I'm saying it now. Everything definately worked out for the best.
You know what, this post sucks. I've said, like, nothing interesting. Usually in the space of 3 hours of class I can usually churn out something that's either funny or interesting, this is all crap. I'm sure this will get me loads of negative e-mail that I won't read.
'Till next time.
Back In Black
Quote For Today: "People are saying that this is the worst time to be a child. That's bulls*it. Every time is the worst time to be a child, because adults never know s*it."
- Lewis Black
God damn, I loves me some Lewis Black. If you don't know who that is, shame on you. Go pick up one of his CD's and laugh yourself dead.
- Lewis Black
God damn, I loves me some Lewis Black. If you don't know who that is, shame on you. Go pick up one of his CD's and laugh yourself dead.
Another all-nighter... where's the razor blades at?
It's 6 AM, and death is an option... Red Bull, on the other hand, is no longer an option, it's a requirement to make it through this morning.
Yeah, you guessed it, had to jet in here early again this morning to study for another test. Then Nikkilicious called aound 7 PM and wanted to swim at Talisman, which sounded mighty tempting, so we went and did it up with Dan & his buddy Justin.
Things I learned swiming? Nikkilicious re-taught me how to dive, because I hadn't done it since childhood, and we tried to teach Dan how to tread water. This is Small Town Living 101 here folks... they do not teach these kids how to tread. Me & Nikki we're out there for about 15 minutes, these shaggy small-towners lasted all of 1 minute. On the upside, they can do some entertaining stuff with a diving board, so all was not lost. Plus, the jets in the hot tub felt fantastic on the pinched nerve in my back, so good idea Nikki & Dan, we should do that more often.
We ended up shutting the place down 'till 11, then decided that swimming had made us hungry. No one likes to sleep when hungry. So we strut into Melrose, everybody's hair looking like a drowned rat except for mine 'cause I don't got any, and everybody orders wings except me. I order bruschetta. About 5 minutes later, everybody's got their wings and is digging in. An hour after that, I still got no brushetta. I figure no worries, I'll eat at home.
So we get up and are ready to leave when the girl comes over and tells me the brushetta will be "right out". Fantastic, thanks a lot, you whore. Over an hour to put something that's probably pre-made onto some flatbread. Dynamite. Thanks also for stabbing me in the eye with your cheesy acrylic nail while reaching across the table to pick up an empty glass. Word.
So "right out" turned out to mean another 20 minutes, and I couldn't even enjoy it because I was too busy cringing at the combined thoughts of how long it was going to take this drink tramp to get us our bill, and consequently, how much sleep I was actually gonna get.
Long story short (or maybe it's too late for that), ended up getting home at about 1:30, and knowing I was gonna have to get up at 4. I caught up on some e-mail while getting ready for bed, then before I knew it, it was 2. What's the point in getting only 2 hours of sleep, I figured. Pulling an all-nighter f*cks me up way less than getting 2 hours of sleep. 2 hours is like putting a band-aid on a gunshot wound. All it makes you do is want something better than a band-aid, or in this case, something better than 2 hours.
So I studied, watched some late night TV, caught up on some long overdue e-mail, and now I'm here. Roughly 4.5 hours until sleep time, where I plan on sleeping 'till 3:30, which is the latest I can sleep and not be late for work. I am sleeping in as late as possible tomorrow morning. My internet connection isn't working right now, so I'll try to post this when I get into class.
Sweet raisin danish, I got a pass to go to the advance screening of Guess Who! That looks hilarious, I say it'll be better than Meet The Parents / Meet The Fockers. But only because Bernie Mac is the king.
CM Punk .vs. Midajah is the best guy .vs. girl match I've ever seen. Lita had some good ones with Malenko a few years ago, but these top even that. Props to Punk for not being afraid to put over a girl, the man in class.
Everyone is complaining about Paris & Nicole on "Simple Life" from the funeral home episode. I say big deal. Lighten up, they're good kids. They mean well, really they do.
Quote For Today: "That's hot."
- Paris Hilton
Yeah, you guessed it, had to jet in here early again this morning to study for another test. Then Nikkilicious called aound 7 PM and wanted to swim at Talisman, which sounded mighty tempting, so we went and did it up with Dan & his buddy Justin.
Things I learned swiming? Nikkilicious re-taught me how to dive, because I hadn't done it since childhood, and we tried to teach Dan how to tread water. This is Small Town Living 101 here folks... they do not teach these kids how to tread. Me & Nikki we're out there for about 15 minutes, these shaggy small-towners lasted all of 1 minute. On the upside, they can do some entertaining stuff with a diving board, so all was not lost. Plus, the jets in the hot tub felt fantastic on the pinched nerve in my back, so good idea Nikki & Dan, we should do that more often.
We ended up shutting the place down 'till 11, then decided that swimming had made us hungry. No one likes to sleep when hungry. So we strut into Melrose, everybody's hair looking like a drowned rat except for mine 'cause I don't got any, and everybody orders wings except me. I order bruschetta. About 5 minutes later, everybody's got their wings and is digging in. An hour after that, I still got no brushetta. I figure no worries, I'll eat at home.
So we get up and are ready to leave when the girl comes over and tells me the brushetta will be "right out". Fantastic, thanks a lot, you whore. Over an hour to put something that's probably pre-made onto some flatbread. Dynamite. Thanks also for stabbing me in the eye with your cheesy acrylic nail while reaching across the table to pick up an empty glass. Word.
So "right out" turned out to mean another 20 minutes, and I couldn't even enjoy it because I was too busy cringing at the combined thoughts of how long it was going to take this drink tramp to get us our bill, and consequently, how much sleep I was actually gonna get.
Long story short (or maybe it's too late for that), ended up getting home at about 1:30, and knowing I was gonna have to get up at 4. I caught up on some e-mail while getting ready for bed, then before I knew it, it was 2. What's the point in getting only 2 hours of sleep, I figured. Pulling an all-nighter f*cks me up way less than getting 2 hours of sleep. 2 hours is like putting a band-aid on a gunshot wound. All it makes you do is want something better than a band-aid, or in this case, something better than 2 hours.
So I studied, watched some late night TV, caught up on some long overdue e-mail, and now I'm here. Roughly 4.5 hours until sleep time, where I plan on sleeping 'till 3:30, which is the latest I can sleep and not be late for work. I am sleeping in as late as possible tomorrow morning. My internet connection isn't working right now, so I'll try to post this when I get into class.
Sweet raisin danish, I got a pass to go to the advance screening of Guess Who! That looks hilarious, I say it'll be better than Meet The Parents / Meet The Fockers. But only because Bernie Mac is the king.
CM Punk .vs. Midajah is the best guy .vs. girl match I've ever seen. Lita had some good ones with Malenko a few years ago, but these top even that. Props to Punk for not being afraid to put over a girl, the man in class.
Everyone is complaining about Paris & Nicole on "Simple Life" from the funeral home episode. I say big deal. Lighten up, they're good kids. They mean well, really they do.
Quote For Today: "That's hot."
- Paris Hilton
The next World Champ
Who called this over a year ago?
Oh, right... I did, and no one believed me.
F*ck Orton, this man's the next big thing.
I got the wings
I can't believe it's only 9 in the morning, it feels like 2 in the f*cking afternoon. Of course, I have been up since 4. That could have soemething to do with it. Either that or the maximum daily intake of 2 Red Bulls that I consumed at 7 AM. Word.
To clear some rumors up:
1.) Yes, my elbow is f*cked. Thank you very much.
2.) Yes, the new cashout sheet that Peggy & myself designed for cash offices are now being used in all stores. You're welcome.
3.) Yes, I did again have to bail out one of the cash supervisors at my store when her and another cashier tried to fix something they didn't understand. You're welcome.
Real quick, I just want to say that if I we're Calgary Co-op's decision maker (if, when and where you can ever f*cking find him), even as deep as FCL has their hooks into us, I would still run away from them like a 6 year old runs away from Neverland Ranch. They won't, I'm just saying that's what I'd do.
OK, the Neverland Ranch joke was a cheap shot, and to all the Michael Jackson fans out there, I give you much sympathy. I'm sorry your hero is being indicted. I don't believe he's innocent at all, but I remember how I felt when my hero as a kid, Ultimate Warrior, was convicted of steroid use, I didn't want to believe it either, and was devastated for days.
Quote For Today: "Too bad chick's don't find Excel wizards hot, or B.a.D would get laaaaaid."
- Pam
This next subject is for Nikkilicious, AK, and any other women who are confused on the subject of engagement rings. Some women have said that they would give the ring back and turn the guy down if the ring wasn't nice enough.
Here's my take. By giving you a ring, we are saying to you that we want to spend the rest of our lives with you, and that we respect and love you as a person. In effect, we are saying that we value you in a way that is more important than money. And if that's the case, then it does not matter how expensive or nice the ring is. Also take this into account when considering this that the average male probably spends at least 6 times as much on the girl's ring as the girl will spend on his. This, I believe, is why we should be allowed some slack.
See, this is what pisses me off about (some) women. They want equal rights, equal everything, and that's fine... they want all that until it comes to s*it like this. Then they want to be all old fashioned. There's nothing "equal" about the fact that most men are expected to do the proposing, and most men are expected to spend at least 6 times as much on the rings as the women do on the men. If anyone I would ever be with would turn down a marriage proposal from me because of the ring, the next time she came home she would find all her s*it on the lawn in a box. If you're a woman who actually believes in equal rights in it's true form, which means everything is equal, and would actually propose to a guy (like Donna) then I salute you.
On a completely unrelated topic, congratulations to Chili, who got engaged over the weekend.
Onward and upward. I put a link to Yochanan's site in the "other journals" section. I am scum for not doing it sooner. I check his site often to debate with him on certain things. We've had our problems in the past and will probably have our problems in the future, and to be honest, I don't like the guy, and I'm pretty sure he doesn't like me, but I believe in creating an open dialogue and have no problems promoting a site with opposing views to my own. He pushes his views like FOX News pushes it's Neo-Conservative-Elite-Globalist Adgenda, but I respect his viewpoint, even if I don't share it.
Check below for some sweet Jeff Hardy pics from the TNA PPV on Sunday. I would have put up pictures from the Ultimate X match, because that should have been the hook for the show, but there we're way too many amazing pictures to take the time to post. I wish I had gotten the PPV now, but only because of 2 or 3 matches. The main event was nothing but a recycled WCW-during-it's-attempt-to-scorch-the-earth-days-main event. I respect DDP, I honestly do because he's a damn hard worker, and I don't like to criticize wrestlers because I believe the wrestling community on the internet is way too hard on them, but despite his impressive work ethic, you could shove a magnet up his tailpipe and drag him through Fort Knox, he will still not draw you any money.
On another TNA note, I believe that they have a unique product out there that actually does rival WWE. The X-Division is a great idea, and it was killer that they moved AJ back to it, because he, The Truth, Fallen Angel Chris Daniels, and others hold it together as the must-see part of the show. As far as for the main events, it's definately time for some of the older guys to start putting over the younger guys. That's about the only thing that needs improvement. Add the never-better Tag Team Division of TNA to that and the X Division, and you've got a winner.
As far as WWE, they recognize that TNA is becoming a threat, and to their credit, this time they aren't taking it lying down, and are producing some really killer shows. Everybody wins.Hopefully they let Batista and Cena take it to the next level, and don't let them flounder after WrestleMania.
No more e-mails about the real life Edge/Lita/Hardy situation please, I know no more than you do, and that's just what the internet tells me. Here's my view... If Edge and Lita love each other like they say they do, then yes, they should have told Matt Hardy & Edge's wife, but they didn't and it's over. If they're meant to be together, then yes, they went about it the wrong way, but at least they're together and that's good. We as people have no right to judge them on anything but their work, and look at the facts. Edge and Shelton tore the house down last night, and normally when Shelton wrestles anybody, he carries them to a great match. Hell, he's Shelton Benjamin, he could carry half of North America to a good match, but Edge definately carried at least 50% of this match, and that's to his credit.
Besides, look at Hardy. He's being posative, he's said publically that he's not gonna let this slow him down, and any energy, be it negative or posative, he's going to put towards his return to the ring. If he can let it go, then so should we. You've gotta love against-all-odds s*it like that, folks. That's my life philosphy, turn a negative into a posative. I say good luck to all 3 of them, and don't let the mistakes of your past dictate your future.
This has gotta be the most I've ever been able to write in a single hour of class. It's the Red Bull.
To clear some rumors up:
1.) Yes, my elbow is f*cked. Thank you very much.
2.) Yes, the new cashout sheet that Peggy & myself designed for cash offices are now being used in all stores. You're welcome.
3.) Yes, I did again have to bail out one of the cash supervisors at my store when her and another cashier tried to fix something they didn't understand. You're welcome.
Real quick, I just want to say that if I we're Calgary Co-op's decision maker (if, when and where you can ever f*cking find him), even as deep as FCL has their hooks into us, I would still run away from them like a 6 year old runs away from Neverland Ranch. They won't, I'm just saying that's what I'd do.
OK, the Neverland Ranch joke was a cheap shot, and to all the Michael Jackson fans out there, I give you much sympathy. I'm sorry your hero is being indicted. I don't believe he's innocent at all, but I remember how I felt when my hero as a kid, Ultimate Warrior, was convicted of steroid use, I didn't want to believe it either, and was devastated for days.
Quote For Today: "Too bad chick's don't find Excel wizards hot, or B.a.D would get laaaaaid."
- Pam
This next subject is for Nikkilicious, AK, and any other women who are confused on the subject of engagement rings. Some women have said that they would give the ring back and turn the guy down if the ring wasn't nice enough.
Here's my take. By giving you a ring, we are saying to you that we want to spend the rest of our lives with you, and that we respect and love you as a person. In effect, we are saying that we value you in a way that is more important than money. And if that's the case, then it does not matter how expensive or nice the ring is. Also take this into account when considering this that the average male probably spends at least 6 times as much on the girl's ring as the girl will spend on his. This, I believe, is why we should be allowed some slack.
See, this is what pisses me off about (some) women. They want equal rights, equal everything, and that's fine... they want all that until it comes to s*it like this. Then they want to be all old fashioned. There's nothing "equal" about the fact that most men are expected to do the proposing, and most men are expected to spend at least 6 times as much on the rings as the women do on the men. If anyone I would ever be with would turn down a marriage proposal from me because of the ring, the next time she came home she would find all her s*it on the lawn in a box. If you're a woman who actually believes in equal rights in it's true form, which means everything is equal, and would actually propose to a guy (like Donna) then I salute you.
On a completely unrelated topic, congratulations to Chili, who got engaged over the weekend.
Onward and upward. I put a link to Yochanan's site in the "other journals" section. I am scum for not doing it sooner. I check his site often to debate with him on certain things. We've had our problems in the past and will probably have our problems in the future, and to be honest, I don't like the guy, and I'm pretty sure he doesn't like me, but I believe in creating an open dialogue and have no problems promoting a site with opposing views to my own. He pushes his views like FOX News pushes it's Neo-Conservative-Elite-Globalist Adgenda, but I respect his viewpoint, even if I don't share it.
Check below for some sweet Jeff Hardy pics from the TNA PPV on Sunday. I would have put up pictures from the Ultimate X match, because that should have been the hook for the show, but there we're way too many amazing pictures to take the time to post. I wish I had gotten the PPV now, but only because of 2 or 3 matches. The main event was nothing but a recycled WCW-during-it's-attempt-to-scorch-the-earth-days-main event. I respect DDP, I honestly do because he's a damn hard worker, and I don't like to criticize wrestlers because I believe the wrestling community on the internet is way too hard on them, but despite his impressive work ethic, you could shove a magnet up his tailpipe and drag him through Fort Knox, he will still not draw you any money.
On another TNA note, I believe that they have a unique product out there that actually does rival WWE. The X-Division is a great idea, and it was killer that they moved AJ back to it, because he, The Truth, Fallen Angel Chris Daniels, and others hold it together as the must-see part of the show. As far as for the main events, it's definately time for some of the older guys to start putting over the younger guys. That's about the only thing that needs improvement. Add the never-better Tag Team Division of TNA to that and the X Division, and you've got a winner.
As far as WWE, they recognize that TNA is becoming a threat, and to their credit, this time they aren't taking it lying down, and are producing some really killer shows. Everybody wins.Hopefully they let Batista and Cena take it to the next level, and don't let them flounder after WrestleMania.
No more e-mails about the real life Edge/Lita/Hardy situation please, I know no more than you do, and that's just what the internet tells me. Here's my view... If Edge and Lita love each other like they say they do, then yes, they should have told Matt Hardy & Edge's wife, but they didn't and it's over. If they're meant to be together, then yes, they went about it the wrong way, but at least they're together and that's good. We as people have no right to judge them on anything but their work, and look at the facts. Edge and Shelton tore the house down last night, and normally when Shelton wrestles anybody, he carries them to a great match. Hell, he's Shelton Benjamin, he could carry half of North America to a good match, but Edge definately carried at least 50% of this match, and that's to his credit.
Besides, look at Hardy. He's being posative, he's said publically that he's not gonna let this slow him down, and any energy, be it negative or posative, he's going to put towards his return to the ring. If he can let it go, then so should we. You've gotta love against-all-odds s*it like that, folks. That's my life philosphy, turn a negative into a posative. I say good luck to all 3 of them, and don't let the mistakes of your past dictate your future.
This has gotta be the most I've ever been able to write in a single hour of class. It's the Red Bull.
Recipe for Jeff Hardy
Start with a dash of Terry Funk,
Add a pinch of Mick Foley,
A sprinkle of Extreme,
And a touch of new millennium,
And you've got Jeff Hardy.
$1748.32
Got my $1748.32 tax return yesterday. Thanks, Government!
To reward myself, I just went and ordered everything off my Amazon wishlist. $430 already spent.
I loves me some wealthiness.
To everyone who will tell me what else I should have done with that money: f*ck yourselves. I'm richer than any of you realize, and I know no one that saves as much of their money as I do.
This update has been brought to you by the fact that I actually went to PREL350 today, and my lack of anything else intelligent or funny to say.
By the way, I've been having this dream where all my ex-girlfriends organize, travel to Tibet to become ninja's, and then come after me. That's a lot of revenge, goddammit.
Peace!
To reward myself, I just went and ordered everything off my Amazon wishlist. $430 already spent.
I loves me some wealthiness.
To everyone who will tell me what else I should have done with that money: f*ck yourselves. I'm richer than any of you realize, and I know no one that saves as much of their money as I do.
This update has been brought to you by the fact that I actually went to PREL350 today, and my lack of anything else intelligent or funny to say.
By the way, I've been having this dream where all my ex-girlfriends organize, travel to Tibet to become ninja's, and then come after me. That's a lot of revenge, goddammit.
Peace!
More work-related feces
Anyone notice the fact that I can put pictures on here now? Any sets of pictures will still go in the photo albums, but just single pictures that I feel like putting up, I'll put them up as separate posts. Check below for 2 birthday shout-outs.
It's hilarious that I actually had a small glimmer of hope that Co-op would actually make a rational proposal about my future with this company. After everything I've done (I refuse to laundry list it all again), their only guaranteed proposal for promotion involves me going back to somewhere I really don't want to go back to.
It's also hilarious that the activities of Tuesday night involved me having to make a move to another place that would be almost as bad to go back to. What's even funnier than that (it's been an amusing week) is how much lifer heat this drew me, like I needed any more.
This kind of heat makes it so that new friends I make like Aleta & Amanda have to come up to me and ask "so why do most cashiers over 30 think you're such a prima donna? You're not a prima donna." Then I gotta come back with "They're just jealous whores", but s*it. That line makes me look like a prima donna! F*ckin' A. I'm trying not to let Co-op turn me into a crabby young man, but here I am in ECON260 writing about how much I hate the politics.
Therefore, I hate everyone and everything in the world right now, including all of you. Unless you're name is Sharon Norohna. Why, you ask? Because she's turned into my human pencil case of sorts, she always wears pink despite constant ridicule, she rubs my head (get your minds out of the gutter, you pigs), and she's hooking me up with an outline of the MKTG315 test.
Oh... and Matt. I don't hate Matt. 'Cause thanks to him, I now have like... a thousand dirty hooker jokes. Buckle up for those. Point is, when I rule the world, Matt & Sharon's deaths will be quick and painless. Unlike the rest of you, who will suffer unimaginable horrors like having to listen to me rap/karaoke/sing "Rapper's Delight". The-entire-song.
Andrea has guaranteed herself a place in the "slow and painful" section (also known as the smoking section) of the B.a.D death books, due to her holding up & reading a newspaper for everyone to see in class (like Dave needed any more indication that we don't listen to him), and sprawling it out all over the desk and my hands, which is currently f*cking with my mouse navigation & operation.
Me... Nicole... Fiasco Gelato... 10 o'clock... Going.
Up yours, hoseheads.
PS: Sorry for the comments that we're on here, but I actually ended up having to re-post this when I started playing around with my new picture tool, and the comments we're lost. Go f*ck yourselves.
It's hilarious that I actually had a small glimmer of hope that Co-op would actually make a rational proposal about my future with this company. After everything I've done (I refuse to laundry list it all again), their only guaranteed proposal for promotion involves me going back to somewhere I really don't want to go back to.
It's also hilarious that the activities of Tuesday night involved me having to make a move to another place that would be almost as bad to go back to. What's even funnier than that (it's been an amusing week) is how much lifer heat this drew me, like I needed any more.
This kind of heat makes it so that new friends I make like Aleta & Amanda have to come up to me and ask "so why do most cashiers over 30 think you're such a prima donna? You're not a prima donna." Then I gotta come back with "They're just jealous whores", but s*it. That line makes me look like a prima donna! F*ckin' A. I'm trying not to let Co-op turn me into a crabby young man, but here I am in ECON260 writing about how much I hate the politics.
Therefore, I hate everyone and everything in the world right now, including all of you. Unless you're name is Sharon Norohna. Why, you ask? Because she's turned into my human pencil case of sorts, she always wears pink despite constant ridicule, she rubs my head (get your minds out of the gutter, you pigs), and she's hooking me up with an outline of the MKTG315 test.
Oh... and Matt. I don't hate Matt. 'Cause thanks to him, I now have like... a thousand dirty hooker jokes. Buckle up for those. Point is, when I rule the world, Matt & Sharon's deaths will be quick and painless. Unlike the rest of you, who will suffer unimaginable horrors like having to listen to me rap/karaoke/sing "Rapper's Delight". The-entire-song.
Andrea has guaranteed herself a place in the "slow and painful" section (also known as the smoking section) of the B.a.D death books, due to her holding up & reading a newspaper for everyone to see in class (like Dave needed any more indication that we don't listen to him), and sprawling it out all over the desk and my hands, which is currently f*cking with my mouse navigation & operation.
Me... Nicole... Fiasco Gelato... 10 o'clock... Going.
Up yours, hoseheads.
PS: Sorry for the comments that we're on here, but I actually ended up having to re-post this when I started playing around with my new picture tool, and the comments we're lost. Go f*ck yourselves.
Happy Birthday, H-Diddy
As you can see, we made a cake for you in your absense.
Then we ate it.
It was breathtaking.
2 thumbs down
My giant Ted DiBiase-sized head is killing me. So much to do, so little time... and yet I still come to school and sit in class for the lousy 1% participation marks.
Album Review: 50 Cent- The Massacre
Dissapointing. A couple of good tracks, but nowhere close to how good his last CD was. And the worst part of the whole thing was that The Game's CD was so much better. And the more I hear from The Game on the whole thing, the more I realize he may have a point. 50 may not be all he's cracked up to be, because comparing The Massacre to his last album is like comparing a rib steak to dog food.
Movie Review: The Pacifier
Yeah, that's right. I saw it. I saw The Pacifier. Why, you ask? Well, I figured if Vin Diesel was going to turn down his own XXX franchise for a Disney movie, it must be good. I was wrong, the movie sucked. I only went to see it because I'm a Diesel-maniac, so it that sense I was happy, because it actually did have some funny parts. Surprisingly, the movie topped the box office over the weekend.
Arrested Development was pretty sweet over the weekend... now correct me if I'm wrong, but was that the season finale? I had thought it was, but now I'm hearing there's more episodes coming. Someone let me know, cause that'd be sweet if there we're more episodes, there was way too much left un-resolved over the last episode.
The Mind Reels: Hogan is coming to WM21 to get inducted in the WWE Hall Of Fame, along with everybody else who he mainevented WM1 with. 20 years... that's 3 years less than I've been alive.
Also on a wrestling note, I am looking more forward to HBK and Angle the most as far as wrestling goes at WM21. As far as storyline, I figure Batista and HHH will have it locked. Batista is crazy over right now.
Quote Of The Day: "As long as there are tests... there will be prayer in public schools."
- Big Sexy
To Alisha:
I ain't the one that done the thing what why you're mad for. Don't hate, appreciate. But because I'm such an upstanding young man, I won't mention that in high school, (and probably still today) this chick had breath that could bleach your hair. They invented a coffin that just goes over the head, it's for people like you who are dead from the neck up. And if you we're to kill everyone who thought you we're a narrow-minded bitch, that wouldn't be murder, that would be genocide.
Seriously, I'd rather hit a baby with a cat than worry about what you think of me. You think I care what you say to people from high school about me? Get a life. Ordinary people live and learn, you just live. Insults from your kind who still live in high school mentality roll off my back like water, so get over it.
Album Review: 50 Cent- The Massacre
Dissapointing. A couple of good tracks, but nowhere close to how good his last CD was. And the worst part of the whole thing was that The Game's CD was so much better. And the more I hear from The Game on the whole thing, the more I realize he may have a point. 50 may not be all he's cracked up to be, because comparing The Massacre to his last album is like comparing a rib steak to dog food.
Movie Review: The Pacifier
Yeah, that's right. I saw it. I saw The Pacifier. Why, you ask? Well, I figured if Vin Diesel was going to turn down his own XXX franchise for a Disney movie, it must be good. I was wrong, the movie sucked. I only went to see it because I'm a Diesel-maniac, so it that sense I was happy, because it actually did have some funny parts. Surprisingly, the movie topped the box office over the weekend.
Arrested Development was pretty sweet over the weekend... now correct me if I'm wrong, but was that the season finale? I had thought it was, but now I'm hearing there's more episodes coming. Someone let me know, cause that'd be sweet if there we're more episodes, there was way too much left un-resolved over the last episode.
The Mind Reels: Hogan is coming to WM21 to get inducted in the WWE Hall Of Fame, along with everybody else who he mainevented WM1 with. 20 years... that's 3 years less than I've been alive.
Also on a wrestling note, I am looking more forward to HBK and Angle the most as far as wrestling goes at WM21. As far as storyline, I figure Batista and HHH will have it locked. Batista is crazy over right now.
Quote Of The Day: "As long as there are tests... there will be prayer in public schools."
- Big Sexy
To Alisha:
I ain't the one that done the thing what why you're mad for. Don't hate, appreciate. But because I'm such an upstanding young man, I won't mention that in high school, (and probably still today) this chick had breath that could bleach your hair. They invented a coffin that just goes over the head, it's for people like you who are dead from the neck up. And if you we're to kill everyone who thought you we're a narrow-minded bitch, that wouldn't be murder, that would be genocide.
Seriously, I'd rather hit a baby with a cat than worry about what you think of me. You think I care what you say to people from high school about me? Get a life. Ordinary people live and learn, you just live. Insults from your kind who still live in high school mentality roll off my back like water, so get over it.
Please see the bonesaw on your way out of the office
Lots of requests to put that e-mail from that angry mother up, but I'm gonna be honest with you, I lost it. It really doesn't deserve the time or energy for me to type it out, anyways. Let's put it this way; this is the type of parent who blames their kids behaviour on TV, movies, metal music, rap music, or video games. I've got a name for these people; morons.
I've been playing GTA: San Andreas since before Christmas and I've yet to shoot a hooker in the face or become a homicidal car jacker. I've been playing Mortal Kombat games since the childhood and I've never once gutted anyone like a rainbow trout. I've been listening to rap obsessively for 2 years now, and I've never done a drive-by. I've been into wrestling since birth and I've never attempted to hit someone over the head with a metal folding chair. Notice a pattern?
In case you don't, let me smack all of you with a rolled up newspaper and explain this. All of those things never happened, and for one reason. I was in a structured environment where I had it calmly explained to me that perhaps putting a guy headfirst through a stop sign may not be the best idea in the world, even if I just saw Sabu do it to Rob Van Dam.
If your kids are dumb enough to ram a railroad spike through someone's theigh because they saw it on Quake, that's a reflection of you, not them, and not the video game, music, movie, or TV industries. If they're young enough to be influnced by that, then you need to either not let them see it, or see it with them and explain to them what's right and what's wrong in the real world. But myself, I prefer to let people, kids and otherwise learn lessons for themselves because those are the only ones that stick. That's how I learned my best lessons. Try to guide them the best you can, but that's about the extent of it.
Example: The Game did not attempt to kill 50 Cent because he saw it in GTA. He did it beause he's an angry young man, like most rappers. (That's what makes the music so good, in my opinion... it's the passion.)
So why do parents blame other people? Because it's easier than blaming themselves, duh. There was a kid in Virginia a few years back who jumped on his sisters head. Literally. The mother blamed it on Super Mario. Asinine.
Anyways, if you're too dumb to understand what I'm saying, then you need to be one of the candidates that need to take a test before you're allowed to have children. I'd be willing to give writing that test a go:
1.) If a child cries, you should:
a) feed it
b) discipline it
c) call it "stupid"
2.) If a child gets poor grades, you should:
a) tutor it
b) discipline it
c) call it "stupid"
If you fail, you have to leave some body parts with the front desk. Or start taking some responsability for your parenting.
Quote Of The Day: "When a kid's gettin' bullied and shoots up his school, they blame it on Marilyn (Manson). Where we're the parents at?!"
- Eminem
I've been playing GTA: San Andreas since before Christmas and I've yet to shoot a hooker in the face or become a homicidal car jacker. I've been playing Mortal Kombat games since the childhood and I've never once gutted anyone like a rainbow trout. I've been listening to rap obsessively for 2 years now, and I've never done a drive-by. I've been into wrestling since birth and I've never attempted to hit someone over the head with a metal folding chair. Notice a pattern?
In case you don't, let me smack all of you with a rolled up newspaper and explain this. All of those things never happened, and for one reason. I was in a structured environment where I had it calmly explained to me that perhaps putting a guy headfirst through a stop sign may not be the best idea in the world, even if I just saw Sabu do it to Rob Van Dam.
If your kids are dumb enough to ram a railroad spike through someone's theigh because they saw it on Quake, that's a reflection of you, not them, and not the video game, music, movie, or TV industries. If they're young enough to be influnced by that, then you need to either not let them see it, or see it with them and explain to them what's right and what's wrong in the real world. But myself, I prefer to let people, kids and otherwise learn lessons for themselves because those are the only ones that stick. That's how I learned my best lessons. Try to guide them the best you can, but that's about the extent of it.
Example: The Game did not attempt to kill 50 Cent because he saw it in GTA. He did it beause he's an angry young man, like most rappers. (That's what makes the music so good, in my opinion... it's the passion.)
So why do parents blame other people? Because it's easier than blaming themselves, duh. There was a kid in Virginia a few years back who jumped on his sisters head. Literally. The mother blamed it on Super Mario. Asinine.
Anyways, if you're too dumb to understand what I'm saying, then you need to be one of the candidates that need to take a test before you're allowed to have children. I'd be willing to give writing that test a go:
1.) If a child cries, you should:
a) feed it
b) discipline it
c) call it "stupid"
2.) If a child gets poor grades, you should:
a) tutor it
b) discipline it
c) call it "stupid"
If you fail, you have to leave some body parts with the front desk. Or start taking some responsability for your parenting.
Quote Of The Day: "When a kid's gettin' bullied and shoots up his school, they blame it on Marilyn (Manson). Where we're the parents at?!"
- Eminem
First Class Redline Cruising (All Expenses Paid)
So I'm officially Red Cross Emergancy First Aid Certified, I took a class yesterday. C/S needed someone to be certified in the office, so I volunteered. And you know what, there's nothing quite like learning about the thousands of ways that I could die at any minute.
I've decided I'm at the age where I'm oblivious to my own limitations. Which is a blessing or a curse, depending on how you put it. I keep taking on committments, because I'm a jackass. I've been like a car that's been red-lining it for entirely too long, and in the last week, I shot every piston. Enough is enough.
Now, you all know that I attempt to turn every negative into a posative, so you obviously must know that I have a plan. And you'd be right. It's cruise time, baby.
I don't know when I'll get vacation this year, but whenever it is, I'm going to be at work every day checking the e-mail for the cruise deals we get from Co-op Travel every day. And I don't care what it costs me, I've become quite the rich little bitch.
I'm talking All Expenses Paid. I'm talking First class. I'm talking getting-my-intials-pedicured-into-my-big-toes All Expenses Paid, and I'm talking getting-my-ass-buffed First Class. (2 girls, one for each cheek.)
And for those of you who say I'm nuts for going on a cruise by myself, I would say to you that we as people don't spend near enough time by ourselves. I love my friends, really I do, but spending 7 days by myself on a cruise ship relaxing sounds like just about the greatest thing in the world right now.
Only problem with that is, there has to be a good cruise deal on the e-mail from Co-op Travel during vacation. But I don't see that being a problem. In theory. Of course, in theory, communism works. In theory.
Question from a Co-op Employee: Why is Co-op firing so many head office people?
A: They're not firing, they're "de-hiring" and "parting ways", according to the e-mail announcements I get. But let's face it, those are just different terms for "fired". But to answer your question, I don't know, and to be honest, it doesn't really matter. I compare Co-op to 2 things. The twitching of a dead corpse, and those baby turtles on the Discovery Channel that are struggling to reach the beach.
Album Review: Ludacris- The Red Light District
See the Lloyd Banks CD review, it's basically the exact same. I like Luda, but this album only has a few good tracks on it. "Get Back" is still off the hook, though.
Track Of The Day: Lloyd Banks- 'Till The End
Quote Of The Day: "My liver still hurts from my last trip to Mexico."
- Big Sexy
Ah yes, the tragedy of The Game. I really like The Game, but you could hear 50 Cent's input almost every track, and Dr. Dre's beats on every track. So, you could say, with that kind of backing, it's not surprise he succeeded. We'll have to see how he does outside of G-Unit. I think not good, but he might surprise us. That still wouldn't excuse what he did, though.
Peace!
I've decided I'm at the age where I'm oblivious to my own limitations. Which is a blessing or a curse, depending on how you put it. I keep taking on committments, because I'm a jackass. I've been like a car that's been red-lining it for entirely too long, and in the last week, I shot every piston. Enough is enough.
Now, you all know that I attempt to turn every negative into a posative, so you obviously must know that I have a plan. And you'd be right. It's cruise time, baby.
I don't know when I'll get vacation this year, but whenever it is, I'm going to be at work every day checking the e-mail for the cruise deals we get from Co-op Travel every day. And I don't care what it costs me, I've become quite the rich little bitch.
I'm talking All Expenses Paid. I'm talking First class. I'm talking getting-my-intials-pedicured-into-my-big-toes All Expenses Paid, and I'm talking getting-my-ass-buffed First Class. (2 girls, one for each cheek.)
And for those of you who say I'm nuts for going on a cruise by myself, I would say to you that we as people don't spend near enough time by ourselves. I love my friends, really I do, but spending 7 days by myself on a cruise ship relaxing sounds like just about the greatest thing in the world right now.
Only problem with that is, there has to be a good cruise deal on the e-mail from Co-op Travel during vacation. But I don't see that being a problem. In theory. Of course, in theory, communism works. In theory.
Question from a Co-op Employee: Why is Co-op firing so many head office people?
A: They're not firing, they're "de-hiring" and "parting ways", according to the e-mail announcements I get. But let's face it, those are just different terms for "fired". But to answer your question, I don't know, and to be honest, it doesn't really matter. I compare Co-op to 2 things. The twitching of a dead corpse, and those baby turtles on the Discovery Channel that are struggling to reach the beach.
Album Review: Ludacris- The Red Light District
See the Lloyd Banks CD review, it's basically the exact same. I like Luda, but this album only has a few good tracks on it. "Get Back" is still off the hook, though.
Track Of The Day: Lloyd Banks- 'Till The End
Quote Of The Day: "My liver still hurts from my last trip to Mexico."
- Big Sexy
Ah yes, the tragedy of The Game. I really like The Game, but you could hear 50 Cent's input almost every track, and Dr. Dre's beats on every track. So, you could say, with that kind of backing, it's not surprise he succeeded. We'll have to see how he does outside of G-Unit. I think not good, but he might surprise us. That still wouldn't excuse what he did, though.
Peace!
Put the money in my hand and catch me if you can
Quote Of The Day: "Dinners must be tense."
- Danistheman sent me an e-mail, talking about me and my Dad's opposing political views.
In regards to the comment war on the previous post last week, let me say that I would have posted sooner, but not only was I too busy, I found the comments interesting. I'm just gonna leave it to rest for now, because it's not gonna be settled anytime soon. All you guys pretty much know my position anyways. But one thing I wanna say is that this is not an easy issue to take either side on.
Yeah, I feel like s*it run over twice. Due to some extreme sickness at work, I'm in the middle of an 8-day working streak. That streak ends on Friday when I got a single day off, then back to it again on Saturday. I got almost 40 hours this week, plus a full time schedule at school. But who needs sleep, anyways? I'm a machine.
Album Review: Young Buck- Straight Outta Cashville
Blew me away 'cause I wasn't expecting anything all that good. If memory serves, this came out a little bit before Lloyd Banks, and all everybody was talking about Lloyd Banks, but this CD blows it right out of the water. There's maybe 2 tracks on the whole thing I didn't like, and the rest of it was awesome. Quite possibly better than The Game.
Track Of The Day: Young Buck- Taking Hits (feat. D-Tay)
Album Review: Lloyd Banks- The Hunger For More
Very disapointing for the amount of hype it got. A few solid tracks, but nothing spectacular.
Review of the new Ludacris CD will be up as soon as I finish listening to it.
So needless to say, because of work and other things, I had a busy weekend. But I somehow managed to fit in:
- Danistheman sent me an e-mail, talking about me and my Dad's opposing political views.
In regards to the comment war on the previous post last week, let me say that I would have posted sooner, but not only was I too busy, I found the comments interesting. I'm just gonna leave it to rest for now, because it's not gonna be settled anytime soon. All you guys pretty much know my position anyways. But one thing I wanna say is that this is not an easy issue to take either side on.
Yeah, I feel like s*it run over twice. Due to some extreme sickness at work, I'm in the middle of an 8-day working streak. That streak ends on Friday when I got a single day off, then back to it again on Saturday. I got almost 40 hours this week, plus a full time schedule at school. But who needs sleep, anyways? I'm a machine.
Album Review: Young Buck- Straight Outta Cashville
Blew me away 'cause I wasn't expecting anything all that good. If memory serves, this came out a little bit before Lloyd Banks, and all everybody was talking about Lloyd Banks, but this CD blows it right out of the water. There's maybe 2 tracks on the whole thing I didn't like, and the rest of it was awesome. Quite possibly better than The Game.
Track Of The Day: Young Buck- Taking Hits (feat. D-Tay)
Album Review: Lloyd Banks- The Hunger For More
Very disapointing for the amount of hype it got. A few solid tracks, but nothing spectacular.
Review of the new Ludacris CD will be up as soon as I finish listening to it.
So needless to say, because of work and other things, I had a busy weekend. But I somehow managed to fit in:
- meeting Karine's "boyfriend" on Thursday night at Darby Arms and giggling while watching him completely no-sell her all night long while I beat off a cougar with a pool cue
- meeting Chels for breakfast in the middle of buttf*ck N.E. for breakfast on Saturday morning at a Humpty's where I had my first taste of a pan-scrambler. Never again.
- going to Karine's B-day party at Dixon's on Saturday night and getting into more various attire-related debates with Jeff and his brown floral print shirt
- doing my taxes on Sunday, where I found out I will be $1748 richer in the next 8 days
Didn't really get enough time with Kacey, but we usually do pretty good, so it's OK. Next weekend will be much better and hopefully quieter.
While at Humpty's, I told the waitress I only wanted a pan-scrambler if I could get it without eggs, or otherwise I'd just get pan-fries. She said that was "just fine, darlin". Yup, you guessed it. 4 extra dollars for eggs I didn't want and didn't eat. Ever try eating around eggs in a pan-scrambler? It's not easy. Yes, it was disgusting, and yes, I still tipped her. S*it just annoys me.
Didn't catch RAW last night due to extreme exhaustion, so don't e-mail me asking what I thought about this or that, because I taped it and will watch it as soon as I have time. Or better yet, send it and I won't check my e-mail 'till I watch it, which should be on Friday.
Last night at work, the supervisor who, along with her friends, said I was no good at F.E. Supervising, enlisted my help in getting her out of a hole she had dug herself into and didn't know how to fix. I bet her self esteem sure didn't need that. Unbelieveable. It would be funny if it wasn't so sad. Got a lot of dirty looks from other lifers when I fixed her mess, too. These people are the only ones I've ever met who could say my name and make it sound like a dirty word.
If I had it my way, everyone from "You Got Served" would have their heads held under water until the bubbles stopped. South Park has a parody, go watch it.
Every day of the week except for today, I eat FruitSource bars for lunch. On Tuesdays I have a really long day and the FruitSource bars don't quite cut it (especially on days I have to go straight to work from school, like today), so I always get a Works Burger and Tater Tots from the food court. It's the only time during the week besides Friday nights with Kacey that I ever eat fast food. And the skinny, scruffy Mr. Eagle makes fun of me every week for always getting the same thing. No punch line for this one, he just needs more to do besides snowboard with his extreme friends, drink his extreme Mountain Dew, and say "dude" a lot. Extreme! Just kidding Dan, love you lots. We'll go listen to some Slipknot and slit our wrists after school.
I want to go see "The Diary Of A Mad Black Woman", it came out of nowhere to beat everybody at the box office on the weekend. It looks clever. "Saw" has been recommended to me by a few people, too. That sounds like a Blair-&-Kacey movie for Friday. "Be Cool" is something else I definately must see. "Pacifier" is the first comedic Vin Diesel movie I've ever been aware of, so that's definately going to have to be watched too.
The years of deli slicing and cash handling are catching up with me, I saw the first signs of carpel tunnel yesterday. Let the good times roll.
The Mind Reels: 50 Cent drops The Game out of G-Unit for hanging with Nas. While 50 is announcing this on the radio, The Game tries to get to 50 inside the studio and shoots a guy in the leg.
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