Fastest Hour of the Day
Dammit, I only have another 20 minutes left to lunch. Do you know how sucky that is? That's sucky.
Anyway, I am on the 9-6 shift, but I came in at 8 and totally forgot. So I just read the news and stuff between 8-9. It's still gonna be a long day, though. I'm probably going to end up buying a muffin at the QuickTim's because I'm supposedly going to the gym tonight and I'll need the extra calories.
In other news, I've got the house to myself, I've lost 8 pounds since Christmas and I'm doing the sparkpeople thing because it's helping me see what I shove in my face. Plus it counts my calories for me, so there's totally nothing wrong with that.
The premier is going to be on Larry King Live tonight debating the seal hunt with Sir Paul McFriggingCartney. Allow me a moment here for a small rant:
STFU and go home, Sir Pail McFriggingCartney. Not only does your activism give me a headache, you are an uniformed boob of an activist. Coming here to protest hunters killing whitecoat seals. There's been a ban on killing whitecoats since 1987, you idiot! How in the world is this different from people slaughtering pigs, cows, chickens or other meaty animals for foodstuffs? Is it because the seals are so cute? Is that your problem? Listen, dude, I think they're cute too, but they're just like swans. Nice on the outside, raging bitches of violence on the inside. Seals would just as soon chomp off your nads as look at you, your pansy singing man. Go up to one and explain you're protesting its death and watch as it chews off your waggling activist finger in one go, you less-talented-than-Lennon maroon. People rely on this hunt. They rely on the money, on the meat. What happens if they ban it? Are you gonna help 'em out, Paul? Are you? Are you going to come down from on high and pay for their kids' educations? No, you're not. You'll come, you'll protest, you'll whip up a big stink about something you haven't even bothered to properly research, and then you'll go home and make some more money by getting up in the morning. My grandfather risked his life on the ice floes. Are you trying to tell me my dead grandfather was a bad man? Well, I think you're a tool. Besides, seal flipper pie tastes good.
That is all.
Anyway, I am on the 9-6 shift, but I came in at 8 and totally forgot. So I just read the news and stuff between 8-9. It's still gonna be a long day, though. I'm probably going to end up buying a muffin at the QuickTim's because I'm supposedly going to the gym tonight and I'll need the extra calories.
In other news, I've got the house to myself, I've lost 8 pounds since Christmas and I'm doing the sparkpeople thing because it's helping me see what I shove in my face. Plus it counts my calories for me, so there's totally nothing wrong with that.
The premier is going to be on Larry King Live tonight debating the seal hunt with Sir Paul McFriggingCartney. Allow me a moment here for a small rant:
STFU and go home, Sir Pail McFriggingCartney. Not only does your activism give me a headache, you are an uniformed boob of an activist. Coming here to protest hunters killing whitecoat seals. There's been a ban on killing whitecoats since 1987, you idiot! How in the world is this different from people slaughtering pigs, cows, chickens or other meaty animals for foodstuffs? Is it because the seals are so cute? Is that your problem? Listen, dude, I think they're cute too, but they're just like swans. Nice on the outside, raging bitches of violence on the inside. Seals would just as soon chomp off your nads as look at you, your pansy singing man. Go up to one and explain you're protesting its death and watch as it chews off your waggling activist finger in one go, you less-talented-than-Lennon maroon. People rely on this hunt. They rely on the money, on the meat. What happens if they ban it? Are you gonna help 'em out, Paul? Are you? Are you going to come down from on high and pay for their kids' educations? No, you're not. You'll come, you'll protest, you'll whip up a big stink about something you haven't even bothered to properly research, and then you'll go home and make some more money by getting up in the morning. My grandfather risked his life on the ice floes. Are you trying to tell me my dead grandfather was a bad man? Well, I think you're a tool. Besides, seal flipper pie tastes good.
That is all.