i should use this more
So, I had this dream a few nights ago, I needed bread for toast and fried hamburger patties and whatnot, so I went to the store. Bought a loaf of brown wonder bread and went home. I went to make toast and pulled out two slices of bread, to my shock and horror the slices were 90% air pockets, big gaping holes... more hole than bread. I was pissed right off, dug out a hand full of slices and sure as shit, the entire loaf was hollow!
SO MAD, I was stomping around the house bitching about it, my room mates all saying "man, you can't just let this slide, you need to pack some serious attitude and go back to the store for a new loaf..." I punched a wall and then woke up.
yay dreams.
In other news, I have benefits at work... yes just like Stich! :) (its fucked up eh?)
I have no idea what to do with these... "benefits"... no little "what to do with your snazzy new benefits" booklet. Not much of a benefit at all so far.
Work (day job) has been good. Very slow over xmas but thats ok. I got a $600 bonus that I promptly spent on a matress and... beer, also food and some shit like shoes and a winter jacket. The staff party was great, drank for 12 hours on the company tab, then went to a shitty tavern called the Cecil. For Ottawa kids its kinda like a mix between the Dom and the Laff, maybe with a hint of the Lock Master but old OLD school. Its the kinda place that caters to bums exclusively. Anyways, I got myself and my chinese work buddy kicked out of there. Don't remember how, though I have flashes of a near fight in the parking lot.
Work for the most part has been a bad influence on me, its like drinking on the job is mandatory. I seriously have days where I argue that its in the best interests of myself and the company if I dont drink on the job. I barely understand what Im doing as it is, I really dont need to be drunk while working.
Music wise, Ive been in a creative slump for more than 6 months. Sorta coming out of it now I think. At least Im getting the urge to write stuff. Ummm Subsektor is basically dead in the water. So many hardware failures, I cant be bothered to start over. So, no more drum and bass out of me. Maybe a few tracks for Josh and his documentary but thats it. Raximus (Mark) and I have been farting around with an IDM project called Data.Disk0, played a few shows but still, after a year and a half we dont have an album put together.
Ummmm, still tragicly single, though its probably for the best. I think its a little more than 2 years now... or... maybe just under 2 years... FUCK MATH... im not a stupid.
What else... Oh, I went to see my mom this last weekend and she was SUPER high on some kind of medication. I sat in her house for 5 hours and we had, maybe 5 minutes of conversation, one sided at that, mostly me trying to make conversation and getting one word answers. It was really REALLY weird. Sad, we could of had the entire day to talk about stuff without shitty intrusions from her ultra needy 65 year old baby for a boyfriend around. Its stupid, in the 2 years Ive been closer to her, I havent been able to have a decent conversation with her because of that idiot. Its a long story. The short of it is, he was abandoned as a young child, raised and ass fucked in an orphanage and cant deal with being away from anyone he loves now. OR having anyone he loves have any time to talk to their only son. OR deal with them being in rough shape and nearly dead without trying to one up them with his own near dead problems... I give up.
So anyways, yeah, I havent updated in a loooong time, so the gist of it is, I work alot to stay drunk and have smokes and eat really crappy food. Sometimes i pick fights with crack dealers, (I like to think i fight crime when Im drunk) I like to think I do a better job than the Calgary Police. Actually, its sad but I do fight crime better than they do :(
SO MAD, I was stomping around the house bitching about it, my room mates all saying "man, you can't just let this slide, you need to pack some serious attitude and go back to the store for a new loaf..." I punched a wall and then woke up.
yay dreams.
In other news, I have benefits at work... yes just like Stich! :) (its fucked up eh?)
I have no idea what to do with these... "benefits"... no little "what to do with your snazzy new benefits" booklet. Not much of a benefit at all so far.
Work (day job) has been good. Very slow over xmas but thats ok. I got a $600 bonus that I promptly spent on a matress and... beer, also food and some shit like shoes and a winter jacket. The staff party was great, drank for 12 hours on the company tab, then went to a shitty tavern called the Cecil. For Ottawa kids its kinda like a mix between the Dom and the Laff, maybe with a hint of the Lock Master but old OLD school. Its the kinda place that caters to bums exclusively. Anyways, I got myself and my chinese work buddy kicked out of there. Don't remember how, though I have flashes of a near fight in the parking lot.
Work for the most part has been a bad influence on me, its like drinking on the job is mandatory. I seriously have days where I argue that its in the best interests of myself and the company if I dont drink on the job. I barely understand what Im doing as it is, I really dont need to be drunk while working.
Music wise, Ive been in a creative slump for more than 6 months. Sorta coming out of it now I think. At least Im getting the urge to write stuff. Ummm Subsektor is basically dead in the water. So many hardware failures, I cant be bothered to start over. So, no more drum and bass out of me. Maybe a few tracks for Josh and his documentary but thats it. Raximus (Mark) and I have been farting around with an IDM project called Data.Disk0, played a few shows but still, after a year and a half we dont have an album put together.
Ummmm, still tragicly single, though its probably for the best. I think its a little more than 2 years now... or... maybe just under 2 years... FUCK MATH... im not a stupid.
What else... Oh, I went to see my mom this last weekend and she was SUPER high on some kind of medication. I sat in her house for 5 hours and we had, maybe 5 minutes of conversation, one sided at that, mostly me trying to make conversation and getting one word answers. It was really REALLY weird. Sad, we could of had the entire day to talk about stuff without shitty intrusions from her ultra needy 65 year old baby for a boyfriend around. Its stupid, in the 2 years Ive been closer to her, I havent been able to have a decent conversation with her because of that idiot. Its a long story. The short of it is, he was abandoned as a young child, raised and ass fucked in an orphanage and cant deal with being away from anyone he loves now. OR having anyone he loves have any time to talk to their only son. OR deal with them being in rough shape and nearly dead without trying to one up them with his own near dead problems... I give up.
So anyways, yeah, I havent updated in a loooong time, so the gist of it is, I work alot to stay drunk and have smokes and eat really crappy food. Sometimes i pick fights with crack dealers, (I like to think i fight crime when Im drunk) I like to think I do a better job than the Calgary Police. Actually, its sad but I do fight crime better than they do :(