Scary

You know what is scary about living alone? Wondering what would happen if I were to choke on something? Or to fall and knock myself out? Or to seriously hurt myself and not be able to do anything about it. What if I died? How long would it take before someone came by? 24 hours? A couple of days?

Just something I was thinking about while showering today, wondering what would happen if I slipped and went unconcious and drowned.

Interviews

So I went for a job interview today. I had applied at this place about a month ago and never heard anything back. Yesterday they leave me a message to call them. I call back at 8:30 this morning, and have an interview at 10:30. Yay for efficiency.
So at 10:30 I'm normally working, well as close to working as I can be at this job. Since I'm on my own I decide to take my lunch at 10 and go to the interview.
I pull up in my company van and filthy coveralls and go into the shop. The interview consists of us standing around a filthy desk in the midst of everyone working. Parts of the coversation are inaudible b/c of the surrounding noise. The interview ends with him telling me he'll call me tomorrow and let me know what the starting wage is, if I find it acceptable I start in 2 weeks.
I love trade job interviews. None of this preppy bullshit, no dressing up, or dealing with bullshit, answering dumb questions like "what is something about you that you don't like" or "what would you bring to this organization."

It will be nice when I'm finally done with the trades though, all things considered.

Anniversary

Friday was our Fifth Anniversary. Only 10 months until we get to start counting over with actual anniversaries, but still. 5 years is a long time to be with someone in today's world where most marriages don't last that long. And the past two and a half years have been long distance.
So I think we must have something pretty awesome. Thanks my dear, for 5 wonderful years, and I look forward to the many more.

Yay for being happy! Yay for Mama Bean being back in town again, if only for 2 short weeks. 4 months until she is back for good.

Cute

I got this in a forward, and found it suitablly amusing. :)

FEMALE PRAYER

Before I lay me down to sleep,
I pray for a man, who's not a creep,

One who's handsome, smart and strong
One who loves to listen long,

One who thinks before he speaks,
One who'll call, not wait for weeks.

I pray he's gainfully employed,
When I spend his cash, won't be annoyed.

Pulls out my chair and opens my door,
Massages my back and begs to do more.

Oh! Send me a man who'll make love to my mind,
Knows what to answer to "how big is my behind?"

I pray that this man will love me to no end,
And always be my very best friend.

Amen.


MALE PRAYER

I pray for a deaf-mute nymphomaniac
with huge boobs who owns a liquor
store and a fishing boat. This doesn't
rhyme and I don't care!!

Amen.

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I don't understand the media. They referred to those 2 American soldiers that were abducted and later found tortured and dead, as "abducted soldiers". They were prisoner's of war. Get it right. It's not like they were just in the wrong place at the wrong time, they were in a freakin war. People that are abducted in a war zone are called PRISONERS OF WAR. Fucking media.

New Shirt Design

Front: It's not gay if she wears a strap-on.
Back: ...Definitely not gay.

And then my brother tells me I'm too fucked up to become a pastor. :)

Bitch

Okay, so it is your boss' birthday, but you are busy and not able to make it to the celebration. Normally not a big deal right? But what about if your boss is the Queen of Freaking England? And your job is as her personal representative to Canada? And what if it is her 80th freaking birthday? Doesn't that take precedent over ANYTHING else that you could possibly be doing on that day? You can't just respond to an invitation to come to the Queen's birthday party with a "I'm sorry, I'm busy on that day."
Sickening. Absolutely disgusting. And most people already don't like her, mostly b/c she is "le french" (quebecois type, which is even worse), and an immigrant. So to decide to blow off the Queen's birthday, the first time a Canadian Govenor General has missed one in over 50 years, is a deplorable act, and she should be severely chastised. Hey, let's just fire her and put an actual CANADIAN in the job.

Knowing and Reading

I want to know Jesus with my heart, not just my head. There is something missing right now, and I think that's what it is. I'm not sure how to go about knowing Him with my heary, but I'm gonna try anyway.
I'm going to start reading the bible. I'm going to read it like a book, beginning to end. I think what has kept me from really reading it, is that I think that I'm supposed to get something from each and every passage. That every sentence, every verse has to teach me something. But it doesn't. Not the first time. It isn't as though I can't read it again. And again and again. If I read it through, the whole way through, I will learn lots. I'll also miss lots, but that is okay. It really is. Because can just read it again.
So since I was already in bed, and got up to type this, I'm going back to bed, and will commence with the reading tomorrow.

FYI

Interesting...you can't be in the Boy Scouts if you are homosexual or an athiest. Yet they are a publicly funded group. How does that work?

the n00b pwner

Chris: My cool new sweater came in today. It says "i pwn n00bs" on it. It's awesome

Jo: yeah, what does that mean?

Chris: pwn is own. it's geekspeak. and n00bs are guys that suck at games. i pwn them.

Jo: and where are you going to wear this shirt?

Chris: Everywhere

Jo: people are going to walk-by, and those that understand what it means are going to shake their head and feel sorry for me.

Chris: No they aren't, they are going to be like "wow, what a lucky girl to be with a guy that pwns n00bs! i wish i was her."

I know. I'm amazing. And I pwn n00bs. :D

666

Happy 666 Day. Since today is 06/06/06.

:(

And I thought James Blunt's "Beautiful" was sad, Goodbye my lover is absolutely heartwrenching. I was listening to his album last night, not really paying attention and about midway through this song I noticed a pain in my being. I stopped. Listened to the song. And it hurt. His voice. The music. The song. It is heartbreaking.
Just thought I'd share.

Camping

Here are the pictures we took when we went camping on the May long weekend. These are just Friday night. Pictures here. I'm not sure if there is a good way to browse through them. If you can't find one, go here but they are in reverse order. They have descriptions then though.

Hockey

Every sports radio station is talking about how hockey just isn't popular in the states. For example, Carolina, who is hosting game 7 of the Eastern Conference Finals tonight isn't even sold out. How sad is that? Though not ALL american cities are hockey-free. Buffalo (who is playing Carolina tonight) sold out the entire series home games in 12 min.
But no matter what, hockey will always be #1 in Canada. And us and the Eastern US will keep hockey going forever. It may never have the publicity or scandals that football or basketball have. But it has the hearts of Canadians. (Canadians, also the #1 hockey team[the montreal ones, not the national ones])

Jenny Lewis

I saw this video (click on video) on Muchmusic the other day. She's pretty awesome. Such a wonderful voice. The kind of music that would sound excellent on a record player. You should check her out.