why, just now I burnt some toast.

I live in Canada now. I'm unemployed, don't have a bank account or any furniture but I'm here!

I got tear gassed. yay republicans, please stay as long as you like.

Cansei de Ser Sexy is p. amazing live.

It used to be really easy to spend a Sunday doing absolutely nothing but I am having trouble passing the time today. Too many weekends spent with work filling in the spaces between play, I think. Now that I really have nothing to do I find myself wishing I did ( Read more... )

I don't have the patience to read anything on the internet anymore. if it isn't pictures, video, or music I just rapidly lose interest. This trend coincides with a renewed interest in reading what to others may be considered extremely tedious books. (see: Friossart: The Chronicles)

I don't get it.

I got pulled over on my bike on my commute home from work on Thursday for not coming to a full stop at a stop sign. This was shocking enough but then as I was getting my feet back into my toe clips and picking up speed again, this guy shouted at me from the end of his driveway, "SO THAT COP PULLED YOU OVER FOR RUNNING THE STOP SIGN HUH? WELL, ITS ( Read more... )

The most exciting part of my day is lunch. if i have leftovers instead of the stock sandwich option its nail-biting in anticipation excitement. i sit at a make-shift desk that is actually just a table with a computer on it and a 7th grade science fair tri-fold poster board with job aides and reference materials taped to it. but there's a window ( Read more... )

I am ready to submit my application for Canadian permanent residence. Our days are numbered, America!

discovered recently that my office allows us to wear shorts and flip-flops every day, all day during the summer months as part of their go-green incentive and i'm pretty thrilled about that. plus, they order us lunch for the most trivial reasons. maybe this is normal in the cubical-job world but since i've not much experience in this realm i am ( Read more... )