Yup! It's that time of year in which my life goes to shit and I contemplate running away again. Seems that around every season finale time, my life gets some stupid dramatic twist. Thus assuring me that I am indeed living in a TV show. Let's count the defaults in my life. Somehow quantifying crap makes me feel better. And you can play along at home ( Read more... )

I think I hit Facebook overdose.
I never, never, never want to post on it again. I apologize for the binge status-posts.
I doubt I'll ever run for office.

All I want to do is lock myself away, and watch TV and eat cheetos. And watch BSG. No more vlogging every night after 10 hour day working for the pharmarazzi...

WHYWHYWHYWHY DID I HAVE TO TURN ON MY PHONE!?

Had an incredible evening. Work was crap until quittin' time. (Though I was very productive, completing two days tasks in one afternoon). Then caught a streetcar to St.Clair W. and the Boy and I had an evening in. From 5pm onwards, he turned off his iPhone (an object I assumed was just a part of his ( Read more... )

I spent the morning in the GO train customer services office reporting the dead dog I saw on the tracks around Long Branch station. I was very sad about it.
So they gave me a candy cane.

Later recieved a motivational postcard of mucho penises.

These two facts may or may not corelate. You decide!

Pig-faced ex-girlfriend
I'm standing behind the cash!
ha ha... deal with it.

Retail at Christmas
Hearkens back to the pagans
Blood lettings; Starbucks.

If another child
Won't shut up about Santa,
Will eat own face.

My feet are hurting
Want to be back at home and
Watching Food Network.

Starting to get ready for Vancouver... browsing sites and making plans to do such and such for my trip out there. Will probably sleep the entire time what with the next two weeks coming up. I predict... massive amounts of crankiness outta me. I apologize in advance to any of you poor shmucks (whom I love so dearly) if you happen to cross my path ( Read more... )

Mother is off on another rant. The woman has two moods: estatic and giggly, and truck-driver-tourettes-angry. This time, she's ranting about those "damn men at Direct Energy". Okay, so the house smells of gas, and we have no hot water. Not too comfortable but not 3rd world conditions.

Nonna came over tonight and brought chicken cutlet for us (and ( Read more... )

So... today's work was long and again I opted out of lunch for the extra pay. However, it was the sidewalk sale and so we had a bit of a competition between the staff.

Up for grabs was two $10 prizes. One for whomever sold the most number of items from the table, and the other for whomever sold the most dollar-wise.

I held the title up until ten to ( Read more... )

I foresee a buttload of pain and one very surly Telli. I just saw my work schedules at my three different jobs. I have zero days off for the next two weeks, Starstruck taking my two 3 hour shifts usually placed on weekdays to one weekend shift. Bradleys has me working another Sunday which means I need to find alternate transportation as my mother, ( Read more... )

Getting hit on by customers while at work is very gross. "Excuse me do you have the Shining?" "Excuse me do you have a boyfriend". Yucky magurst...