Friday, February 23, 2007

Just a quick update

Nothing much that's exciting is happening around here. I've been packing (oh, joy) and cleaning (double joy). I'm finding that there is seriously very little I can do when it comes to packing until the actual moving day, as there's so little room in here with all my boxes out, I can't sort anything.

In other news, the lady from ICBC emailed me to let me know that the other dude took 100% responsibility. I've mentioned this before, but thought I would do so again as it's SO EXCITING. This means my license won't go up! Yes!

I picked up the cheque, paid my sister the $90 I owed her (I used her credit card to pay to get my battery replaced in my iPod, and forgot to pay her back until now) and then Brooke and I hung out for the day, shopping and waiting for her car to be finished in the shop (she got the brakes done and had the lights replaced). Once she got that we headed back to my place to watch Grey's Anatomy, and off to home she was.

Today I just enjoyed the fact that I hada day off. I did most of my packing, but as I said I can't do much more until I actually get some of this shit outta here.

Belle is a bit freaked by this whole thing. She knows something is up, but is enjoying it at the same time, as there's so. much. to. play. with. Her leg is doing better now, she's putting weight on it more and more often, which is a good sign.

Other than that, there really isn't anything new!

Thursday, February 22, 2007

A great thing happened today...

ICBC called to let me know that the idiot that tried to run over my car in the superstore parking lot decided to accept 100% liability. I picked up a cheque for $440 today. Hip hip hooray!

Check out the new Flickr pics. That party was an awesome time. Must head to bed, cold medication is kicking in.

Monday, February 12, 2007


Well it seems that I only post on average once a month now. I wish I had more to say, but there really isn't anything I can say. The month so far has been a boring one. I got a $500 bonus cheque from work for reasons unknown to me, which sadly got deposited and spent on groceries (fun). I still have more than enough money in savings to get a new car should this one conk out on me, but still, it would have looked much better if I could have put the bonus cheque into my savings account. Ahh well. They taxed the shit out of it, so next year's tax season will be awesome.

In other news the kitty is fine, she is chewing on her cast a LOT, so I'm planning on calling the vet and setting the date for her to get it off for this Friday. She will be one excited kitty, that's for sure.

Our dear friend Earl is coming for a visit sometime during the last 2 weeks of Feb, which will be the highlight of this month.

I seriously can't think of anything else to say. I really need to start taking more pictures though, as I'm adding new contacts all the time, and yet I never give them anything to look at. Hopefully the whole photography club I joined will start to work for me, and maybe I'll get inspired. It's been really nice outside the last week or two (there's almost no snow left because it's been raining so much) so that means I'll be spending more time outside.

Thursday, February 01, 2007

Not sure what to say

I've had a whirlwind couple of days. 4 days ago I was on my way to pick up my sister after she got her back surgery, and on my way there some fucking cop without a cop car motioned for me to pull over and then handed me a $167 ticket for running a yellow light. Awesome.

Got to the hospital, ended up waiting for more than an hour because they were so backed up. No biggie, because I got to drive the wheelchair.

Went back to Brooke's house, did the 4 car shuffle (many grey hairs sprouted over how we were planning on getting all the cars back in place)(okay, maybe just Ashley sprouted the hairs), came back, watched Harry Potter. That ended, so we watched some movie with Leo DiCaprio, the name of which I can't remember, which was weird but good.

Went home, slept, and since then I've worked.

Lately I've been thinking every time I'm in my car that some huge truck or something is going to SLAM my front end really hard. Maybe it's underlying fear that the last mechanic told me that by spring the structural integrity of the car' s body would be comprimised because of all the rust. Maybe I've been in more accidents in the last 2 months than the last 2 years. Who knows.

Work is fucking shitty, I really hate one person I work with, one I am seriously losing my patience with, and the third is pissing me off outside of work. Is that weird?

I hate people, and the older I get the more prominent that gets. It's like this wart that threatens to take over my face, and sometimes it gets so bad (this hatred of people) that my moods are affected by it. I don't think I've had a truly happy day in months.

Hopefully that wasn't caused by the meds I started taking 3.5 months ago. I keep thinking I should head back to the clinic to get the prescription refilled, but there's this nasty flu that's going around. It's causing all the clinics to be overflowing with nasty sick patients. I think I can wait a few weeks. I'm not TOUCHING those fucking magazines though. Ugh, the thought of all those germs...

In other news I'm moving. Again. I have a place all sorted out that money wise is perfect, especially since I can have my kitty with me, BUT, now my friend is telling me that he used to deliver pizza there and even he was thinking he should be cautious. Add that to the fact that the current resident tells me that him and his GF came home from work one day only to have the neighbours tell them that someone tried to break in. This place is on the ground floor, and theirs was the only one that had a screwdriver taken to it. Supposedly the neighbour scared the dude off and then called the cops, but I never did find out whether or not he was caught. I like the place, and I LOVE the in suite laundry...but...I don't know...

And finally, I'm thinking of working overnights permanently so I don't have to deal with a specific person. You know it's bad when I actually want to work nights again. I have to admit, now that I'm older, I've decided I fucking HATE that shift. It wouldn't be so bad if people at work would be patient with me while I work out the nightmare of a schedule, but EVERYONE wants the perfect schedule. I'm sorry, with 24 hours, three 10 hour shifts a day, and only 6 people to work with for a 7 day rotation, IT AIN'T HAPPENIN. Well, there is one way it would work, but nobody is going for it, so I give up.

Other than that nothing much is happening. Just living the same ole same ole.