Thoughts for today

Seems this past weekend has gone past like a blur. I guess that's what happens when you work all day Friday, Saturday night and Sunday morning and you spend the rest of your time watching Lost. (Shhh... don't say anything I'm still only watching the first season.)

Still maybe I'm just a little anxious about this coming weekend, what with Dina and Matt tying the knot. Man, is that scary news or what? I've only ever been to like, cousins' weddings or you know, people that I've always considered to be at a much older and higher level of their lives, but this.. this is Dina, she's YOUNGER than I am! This is crazy stuff... and I guess there's so much stuff to do before the big day, that I hope my little mini-freakout over here isn't happening to Dina either.

Man, weddings. Crazy stuff

Anyway, first day back at the FCAC tomorrow. The crazy life of having 2 part-time jobs and a full-courseloan recommences. Good thing the sun doesn't set at 4 pm anymore like it did back when I tried to pull this off first time around back from Sept - Dec.

I guess you gotta do what you gotta do...

Alice freakin' Cooper!

OH MAN!!!!!


I ripped Alice Cooper's ticket to see MI-III

Alice Cooper came to Rideau to see a movie.

Holy CRAP!!

Bitter

Why do people, that haven't spoken to you or e-mailed you in ages, only try to communicate with you, by means of mass e-mail, when they're bragging about something?

I mean, it's great that you're having the most amazing time of your life, but...

why can't I ever get a mass e-mail saying:

"Man, the other night I got so drunk that somehow I ended up at this woman's house who drugged me and beat the shit out of me. When I woke up, I was in the drunk tank and my wallet and car keys were missing. It was the worst day of my life...

Oh, and by the way, I hope you're all having a wonderful summer and that everything is going well for each and every one of you (even though I probably can't remember half of your names.)"

All I'm saying is that, it's great that you're all having a good time, but what would be even better than sending an impersonal mass e-mail about it, is taking the time to at least acknowledge the individual's existence on occasions that aren't worthy of bragging rights.

May

So, I guess I haven't posted anything here in a while, and it's probably because I feel like nobody's reading it, because I am getting so little comments. It's funny how people always tell you they want to stay in touch, but when you provide them with the means, like, say, MSN, or a blog... you see that what people say doesn't mean squat.

But I'm not hear to write to those who aren't trying to keep in touch. I'm here to write for me, and if any one at all can stand to read it, then, well, then that's a good thing right?! Right.

I won't write much because I have to get up early-ish for class tomorrow. Summer school would be awesome if I didn't have to work in between, which I don't have to do for the next week, however.. when it does start up again, I'm sure I'll be much more stressed out than I am now. Not having to work is great. I kindof forgot how it feels to just sleep in or to spend an evening catching up on some quality tv or not-so-quality movies until way into the wee-early hours of the night. Bah well, I'll soak it up while it lasts.

Speaking of the wee-hours-of the night and not-so quality movies... we're having a screening at el theatro for Mission Impossible III. I can't freakin stand Tom Cruise, but it should be good times with the theatre folk, including some of the newbies that I so rarely work with... I'll post about what happens and spoil the ending for all those who actually want to see it, as I'll be seeing it a day before it's actual release. Ah, popcorn-bitch priviledges are grand.

Baseball scrimmaging begins this weekend... but I hear it's supposed to rain, so I guess we'll be practising our after-the-game drinking techniques if our scrimmage gets rained out. Either way, should be good times!

Season 3 of Scrubs comes out soon, and Series 2 of Little Britain... Man, this tv on dvd is addictive. The roomate left the X-Files, Season 1 out.. and I've been watching it like mad!! Even though I used to watch it religiously when it aired originally, I'm hooked on it as if I was back in grade school, spending Friday nights in, alone in the basement, becoming acquainted with paranormal phenomenon and government conspiracies and all that good stuff... Maybe I'm regressing...

that's probably a sign of work-related stress...

damnit.

I'm going to bed.