- Train ride home via VIA RAIL ("People Moving People", please read further for the irony) on Saturday. Train was supposed to leave at 5:40 and arrive at 7:09, instead we left at 5:55 and arrived at 9:30. Barbie and I enjoyed our 2 (and then some)hour stop over in Yucktuck Buttfuck while the stewards locked themselves in the bathroom for fear of the riot that would ensue upon announcing to us one more time that the freight train blocking our way was still having engine problems and we would be leaving momentarily (*coughs* in a few hours) once repairs were finished. Free entertainment was provided by the musical stylings of Tone-Deaf Two Year Old with Flute (sure to be a hit with the deaf) and the Grandpa Phlegm Trio.
- Somehow my father has turned 'country.'. The work boots and/or running shows have been replaced by the 'oh so not' fashionable cowboy boots and matching hat. While I have no doubt of the white-trash, red-neck inklings of step-mommy dearest, I'm quite amused/shocked to see my father as the Great Canadian/Lugan Cowboy. For Giftmas next year I will be buying him a rhinestone shirt with fringe....if you're going to go, you might as well go ALL the way down>:)~
- Much thanx to those who humoured me and took my poll, only one of your thinks I'm crazy! *wipes perpetual stream of drool across sleeve and breathes sigh of relief*
- Interview was canceled due to the owner contracting the flu, to be re-scheduled this week. Stress has been the name of the game for the past few weeks as issues (and bills) like the lease, rent, food, phone, hydro, gas etc. have come sneaking in during the night only to crawl under the covers with me with their icy hands and feet. Things will hopefully sort soon or something is going to have to give.
p.s. PH3AR my poor MS PAINT skills...for a limited (bandwidth) time only
