I'm tired... beyond normal... my regular routine I've come to know is becoming boring and I need to change it.... because of this I will not be online for a while most likely (if I can somehow keep my internet addictions at bay lol) but dont fear... I'll be back.... honestly I dont think many people are actually checking this page frequently to notice anyway (except my sister of course and dont worry I'm not dieing.... yet) unless I have something outrageous as my messenger nickname.... but I am gonna take some time away to actually put a real effort into my book (it seems that it's the only way it will ever get off the ground) besides I think I am about to go through a life altering drama anyway.... so to get prepared for it I am gonna dissapear for a while.... and hopefully when I come back in a few weeks I'll have some decent stories to post..... after all absence makes the something or other grow fonder??? blah lol ... I desparately need some new material sheesh

here is me wishing I had the day off but not wanting to give up any hours on the paycheck... oh wait.. that's everyone ... well today turned into a rain day... but not before going into work... so I got soaked ... whatever....

I dont really want to talk about it but I can no longer resist.... the dangers of my work are increasing the more I learn about the job.... for instance I have witnessed (sort of) someone being shot ..... with a staple gun... doesn't sound to bad does it... well the staples are an inch and half long.... the gun is a high powered air gun... the staples fly out of the gun with a load of pressure.... so if a part of your body happens to be in front of the gun when it goes off... your getting stapled by at least one round..... (could be more if the release is set) I got blasted a few weeks ago in the foot.... lucky for me it bounced off my steel toed boots..... my partner wasn't so lucky... he was blasting into a wall but there was steel behind it so the staple ricochet off the wall and into his hand.... ouch.... and I dont want to talk about that no more lol

the event of the summer is happening here in lethbridge.... they call it whoooooop up days..... there was a fort built a long time ago (I could look it up but if your that interested you will... ok I'm nicer than I think http://www.fortwhoopup.com/ ) so they name the festival after it.... besides it's a kewl name I spose lol..... there are amusements (people back home call it the circus) and many other things happening (that I'm not really interested in) I can't wait to take a ride on the zipper then the thing that goes upside down... and probably puke after that.... for some reason I get really sick when I go to the fair/amusements/circus (f/a/c for short).... a few years ago I was at the f/a/c and was feeling quite queezy after a few rides... we met up with my little cousin and his mom who was looking for someone to go on the spider with..... I unwillingly volunteered myself.... and my poor cousin (who was no more than 12?? I guess) didn't get a full ride.... the ride goes up and around and spins n such... but there was a nasty oil smell eminating from nearby the ride..... well it was tooooo much for me and I upchucked on the side of the car we were riding in.... my little cousin made fun of me.... the ride got cut short and the people in the other cars were stuck while the f/a/c worker took the hose to the car....... it was quite funny to see though.... at least I got it over the side and not in the car (on me geez) that would have been bad and very worthy of ridicule...... perhaps I'll repeat the venture this weekend only instead of a cousin there will be people I dont know ... yeah that will be kewl I think

I did something stupid yesterday.... something I've not done ever.... but first... backstory of course....

I had the day off because it was far to windy to work... any attempt to do my job would most likely have been futile... I have to cover the bare house with tyvek.... it's a crinkle paper used to make the house water proof ... a layer of sorts between the house and the stucco.... anyway it rolls off and we staple it to the wall.. well if you dont attach it just so it is just like a kite... it will blow off the wall for miles.... sounds crazy doesn't it... well it's actually true.. it has happened to me before... what's worse is if you hold onto it tightly while it's blowing you could fly off the wall with it.... luckily for me when it happened I was in a man bucket... (a robotic lift)... anyway this caused me to have the day off....

on my days off I will spend most of it at the coffee shop... there's nothing else to do except mow the lawn (which is acres by the way and we dont have a ride on) or drink myself stupid... perhaps I should have chose the latter.... anyway I'm not used to being at the coffee shop so early and I forgot to pay the meter.... after 5 you dont have to pay it... of course unbeknownst to me I got my first ever parking ticket... I am lucky I looked at the slip that was on my wiper because I thought it was some stupid flyer...... anyway I'm annoyed but mostly at my forgetfulness..... so this might be funny to you... but it gets better.. of course it does

after leaving the coffee shop I headed for a local electronics store.... I should have picked a better one because they never have what I'm looking for... but it was closest...... anyway .... on my way out of the parking lot I see a couple cop cars parked .... I spose they were discussing new ways to screw us over..... or maybe not... I decided to ask them a friendly question...

as I pull up and park the car.. roll down my window the first cop ignores me... the second sitting in the car gives me a look..... the first cop turns around giving me a strange look.....
me: ummm I'm new in town .... where the hell do you pay parking tickets here?
cop:(gives me a look like haha.. sucker) umm city hall
me: and I can find that where? (giving him the look to display my displeasure of having to speak to his stupid idiotic self)
cop: hmmm it's on 3rd n blah blah
me: I'm new in town............................. where is that!!!!?
cop: blah blah blah...
me: never mind.. thanks........
(slight squeal of tires as I exit parking lot)

I was expecting some flashing lights and another ticket but thankfully the doofus and the other cop were back to whatever discussion was too important to help out a citizen new in town.... perhaps I will have to make a comment to the person I pay this ticket too.... of course if I can find the lousy place...

whirlwind tours are something to be less desired... that being said... I was going to make a quick trip back to the cape to visit with some people I haven't seen in a long time.... ok so it was only a couple of months but I've come to a strange realization... I actually miss some parts of the kooky island... ok so it's mostly only a couple of people I miss but it still counts.. plus a suprise visit to my mom would have been really cool.... anyway that doesn't matter... a few weeks ago I announced the purchase of my first car... well let me just say insurance for the first time is killer... I'm kinda glad that I put off buying one for so long... but am kicking myself for not because I know that by now it would be cheaper..... anyway that really doesn't matter...... I've invested a bit more capital into this venture than I originally anticipated... but I couldn't pass on the deal I got.... so because of this I will not be making my quick trip to the cape after all.... besides one of the people I wanna see isn't gonna be there.... (tasha yew suck) ... so I'll just have to plan it a bit better.... and of course angie you'll get a special visit when yew get back home ... sometime around thanksgiving as I'll be heading to edmonton or more (grand prarie) yewr a bit out of the way but I've been promising for a while .... on another note.... I need to spice up this blog again... I dont think I've caught the interest I used to give to people and because of this people just aren't reading it as much as they used to...... this must change.... I just wish I had some inspiration.... (no not a stupid call center ... geez I dont want to die lol) course there are always a bunch of natives around but I dont want to further the stereotype.... (even if it appears to be true half the time) .... I have a better idea..... I'm gonna invest in some internet for the homestead (because I can and I miss the convenience) and bring back drunken blog..... anyone agree??

on another note... I've found that I may have become one of the strange weirdos that go to public places (with internet) to play games..... if yew must know it's an old game called starcraft... I can't help it... I need to feed my sad internet addiction and while I'm waiting for stuff I need something to do.... the random people that come in dont stay long enough for decent conversation (besides most of them would think I'm weird anyway .. and I'm trying not to portray that outright lol) I've also found that friends are easy to come by if you actually try.... I'm used to being private.. I actually preffer it most of the time but I do miss company of actual people so I'm gonna do something about this... besides I desparately need to get out and party.... and I dont mean to the crappy bar down the road for drinks with my dad and the rest of the strange people there.... I could just get a case of beer and chill at the house for that.... (oh right I do that anyway) maybe I'll become a regular of a few of the bars and stop procrastinating certain things.... this of course will most likely help my goal of bringing back drunken blog..... besides I can't write about drunken escapades around the farm ..... though I'm sure I can manage a few funny stories doing so.....

one such story??? yeah I love dancing..... I used to be quite good at it... well people used to (and some still do) tell me that.... ok I'll agree... of course I would.... well I was enjoying a few drinks on the farm and I had my mp3 player going.... our neighbour plays a radio at all hours of the day/night with usually rock or other drivel..... anyway of course I have dancable music on my player and I proceeded to try some moves from old times.... sadly I can't move quite like I used to anymore but it was still fun to try.... then to listen to the peanut gallery trying to make fun of my attempts at rhythum.... I was drunk... maybe it wasn't as good as I thought..... but I highly doubt it.... in any event I remember waking up with a super hangover.... the headphones were wrapped around my head... and somehow a beer was spilled in my room..... if only someone was around to witness or document what happened... I am sure many more stories could have been told from that evening.. but this is all I can recall at this time... (it was weeks ago and yew know my memmory sux ... sue me!!! :P)

it needs work... my descriptive powers I mean..... well unless I'm describing something I know well.... the previous post is kinda what comes out as random thoughts when I feel like writing more of the book.... but it's not good enough.... but as a skeleton I think it can be beefed up over time..... anyway I'm bored waiting for my downloads and I'm suddenly wondering what the cats and dog are doing... I haven't been home since 6am... it is now 8pm..... everyone is gone on vacation and I've been deemed the one to watch over the homestead... this includes feeding the animals.... so far when I get home after work they meeow n bark and follow me everywhere around the farm (if I decide to be cruel) until I finally (probably because I can't stand to hear them whine anymore) fill the dishes..... I bet they can't wait to get someone to do it on a regular basis.... I'm not used to coming home to an empty dish.... with only one animal to feed in the past there was always at least a little food left... but there are currently 5 cats and one dog so the food just doesn't last very long... especially the dog... it devours the food..... well perhaps I shall go and get that done.. I have nothing else to do.....

The man wore the orange shirt but decided not to clean it first. He picked it up out of the pile of clothes in the corner of the room. The room is a complete mess. The clothes pile in the corner by the door obviously. The various electronic devices strewn through the room and wrappers from take out. Many squished flies on the floor amongst the rubble from the past few days of swatting in spare time. The man woke up with a start. His dreams had been plaguing him for the past few weeks. Jumping out of bed and throwing on the first thing that was seen would be the first of many bad choices made by him today. When he put the shirt on, he could feel the dried up stain on his skin but it didn't matter. He was in a hurry. Judging by the alarm clock on the computer tower, he needed to be at the meeting place in 15 minutes but it was a 30 minute drive away, and that was pushing the limit. Picking up his keys and rushing out the door he barely locked on his way through, the man jumped in the car and sped out of the yard.

The man drove an aging yellow Hemi Cuda. It was decked out with the latest gadgets accompanied with state of the art stereo equipment. Normally this equipment is blasting as the man cruises but there wasn't time to set anything up as he rushed away. Driving accross town he switched through the gears and began to creep over the limit as he whizzed by cars weaving through traffic. In his mad dash he didn't notice the car that was attempting to follow him. The car was a red mustang with white racing stripes. The car stuck out like a sign in the middle of the road to anyone else.

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I was driving to work today in my fancy car when I noticed a truck behind me getting closer.... I personally dont like it when people pass me or ride my bumper so I sped up a bit.... but the normal thing didn't happen.... well sorta.... I went faster but the car made a strange noise... I thought maybe I'm just hearing things.... I turned down the stereo and listened...... it went away.... so I kept going.... I shifted..... then all of a sudden the car made an even stranger noise...... it was like the car had turned into a monster truck.....

bbbwwwwwwaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh

this made me back off a bit.... but I was making a turn anyway so I slowed down.... I made the turn and began going through the gears to get speed again..... I revelled in my new monster truck sounding car.... sadly the exaust pipe broke off but didn't go anywhere so it was a quick fix for my mechanic..... it doesn't sound like that anymore but as much fun as having a monster truck sounding car is.... I wont miss the sound

one of the most incredible things happened to me today..... I was on a ladder scaffold about 15 feet in the air (it seems that a lot of my stories might actually start off like this now lol) when I could hear an air plane buzzing by..... this happens once in a while to me because I live close to a small air strip.... it turns out the plane is a crop duster and it's doing the field next to the house I'm working on.... (yes people I live and work in farm country) well the plane is swooping down like it's strafing the field.... in actuality that's what he's doing but instead of bullets it's bug spray lol.... anyway back and forth it goes when it starts getting really close to the house..... I should mention that the field is less than 50 feet away from the house... well the plane made it's second last pass nearly over my head and then came back around...... less than 30 feet above me the plane buzzes overhead ... let me tell you it was incredible the house and the scaffolding shook.... I'm amazed I didn't grab onto something but I think I was in too much awe..... but then I love planes.... I want to be the guy that flies that thing.... perhaps I'll look into new employment next year lol

why are the people that work for rogers wireless pricks..... I've not come accross one that will give a straight answer yet..... I have to pay long distance for every single call I make since moving out here and it's completely wrong..... they told me up front before I agreed to it that I wouldn't have to.... the snide dick that I spoke to today dissagreed with me ... then called someone else.... found out he was wrong... didn't appologize and then refused to help me with it.... told me I had to call the special number..... fuck that... to sit on the phone with some moron from god knows where drone on about something that I dont want only to not get what I want anyway...... I'm tired of it.... then when I mentioned that their stupid phone is broken... he took a look at it and said it would cost me a fortune to get it fixed..... it would be cheaper to buy a new one..... I'm sure all of yew out there have gone through something similar.... well I'm absolutely sure yew have if yew have an account with rogers...... I wonder how they possibly keep their customers after the contract is up..... I know I will not be one of them....

I'm in a bit of a state of shock.... I took myself out saturday night to a local club called oddly enough the roadhouse.... I was informed it was a bit like a bar back home called hermans so I have been wanting to check it out..... well instead of putting it off again I went and well in some ways it can be similar... it was very different... the setup is more like a warehouse converted into a bar.... many different spots to get drinks and for the most part it's one huge dance floor... it was a long weekend here so it wasn't really packed but I was pleasantly suprised to see how many people actually got up and danced... it was for the most part the sole reason people go here... but that brings up the odd part..... I thought I was in the middle of one of them dance movies.... there were different cliques and randoms in different parts of the bar then all of a sudden a circle was formed small at first then it grew to about 20 people... I marvelled as my youth came back to me... I began to feel like I was at the parish center dance except we were allowed to have alcohol.... different aspects of dancing were displayed and I revelled in some of the things I used to do on the dance floor .. people were breakdancing.. some doing a robot style.... others just using very complex feet movements... some just plain old sucked of course... but sadly the emphasis is on the breakdancing... the sole girl in the mix was doing a slower adaptation of the others and one moron in the back shouted that she was lame... I thought to myself that he should get up there and attempt to do better.... then I found myself wishing I could join them... when a battle broke out.... the dj had come down to the floor and paired up with his buddy to take on another fella... sadly the fella backed out after 3 rounds... he was better but for some reason gave up... it was then that I remember why I dont dance like that anymore... to many idiots can't or wont take losing nicely... they would rather fight
afterwards if they look silly... and I know even out of practice I could have shown up a few of them... but of course being alone in a strange bar is not the ideal situation to be making others look silly though so I just watched....

ever since I was old enough to go to bars I have found that each area has different uniqueness... back in the cape people like to walk around the circle.... in england everyone clutters around the bar... here they gather in groups... I wonder what I shall see next... but for now I think I shall get myself some moves so I can join the circle next time... I miss the excitement it used to bring... the sharing of moves with friends... it brings back a lot of good memories... maybe I'll even take pictures if they let me lol

it seems kinda strange to me that a bride would be looking at other people... especially when she is still in her gown.... maybe it's just a coincidence perhaps..... then again....

I was driving down the road making my way to the races but traffic was proceeding slower than normal.... I get an opening in the other lane and of course begin to overtake slow people..... I notice at the front of the slow lane is a stretch limo..... there is a window down.... seems kinda odd to me at first because an arm is tapping the side of the car and people (well two ladies that I can see) are seat dancing .... ok so they are having a good time.... I notice one of them with a tiara looking out and smiling... ... holy shit...... the car in front of me slows down a little too quick... I hit the breaks and manage to get in the other lane... the guy in front of me was making a left but didn't put his signal on early to let anyone know..... typical driving from most people.... anyway I pass the idiot and get back in my lane... I want to get to the races so I'm not letting anything interupt this..... except apparently some lady with a tiara looking out a stretch limo window..... maybe I should pay attention to the road and not be an idiot driver..... I catch up to the limo again.... tiara lady is wearing ... yeah yew guessed it... the bridal gown.... and she leans out and smiles at me as I'm passing..... well ok maybe she was just listening to my music.... it was kinda loud lol..... I gave her a polite nod and sped off.... I'm not gonna let her get in my way again .... besides I had to make a pitstop at bk's first (burger king aka booger thing) yew know how it is..... burgers beer n racing.... the great redneck combination.... I believe I am well converted now....

I'm a bit dissapointed but yet excited.... I just finished watching the movie 1408..... I must admit it was fantastic... it had suspence.... thrills.... sad moments and even funny ones.... everything you would want in a movie rolled up into one fantastic show........ however.... I now have to redo a few things in my book because I wouldn't want to take my readers on the same path as someone else...... I want to be totally original (even though it's not exact lol) but to be honest it's very difficult to come up with new things these days.... but I do have some ideas that I dont think have been done yet..... I just hope I can get it done before my ideas turn up somewhere .... writing a book is much more complicated than it seems.... well at least something totally different than everything else...... but I'm talented.... it will happen.....

I wish I had some news for folks back home .... or for anyone else that reads this mess.... but life is kinda boring right now..... I dont go out anymore.... I work more..... and I dont know anyone to hang out with...... this just ruins any oportunity to see anything interesting... also the addition of my own vehicle tends to lead me away from everything... course I could begin a new aspect of blog .... at least to my blog..... stories of idiot drivers and their seemingly endless efforts to run me off the road or just get me into my first accident..... perhaps even a ticket because I'm trying to outrun the idiocy.... (nothing to do with me liking to go fast of course lol) maybe I'll just carry a notepad around again.... I'm sure something will turn up soon enough....

for now hopefully your life is more entertaining... maybe you can tell me some stories for once :P

I was reminded why I dont like pets last night.... I was extremely exhausted from driving back from B.C. then going to work the next day on minimal sleep.... I had watched a movie to give my mind a break.... (the new harry potter wasn't to bad but it's getting a bit old... the books are so much better) and nestled into bed... was sound assleep in minutes..... 2:30am I wake up to a barking dog.... it wouldn't stop.... against my will I force myself out of bed..... I had to piss anyway..... (yes yew needed to know that... it's part of the story) ... I opened the door and see the dog is just near that I could throw something at it if I wanted to..... I didn't..... I said shut up to the dog and suprisingly she did..... but she stood her ground..... I notice something out of the corner of my eye...... something moving slightly.... it's black so it sorta blends in with the shadows..... the dog moves.... the black thing moves again.... I see a whiff of white stripes.... oh hell ... I'm pissing out the door (yes I'm sick.. but I live on a farm ... it's 2:30 am and I'm half dead) and I almost forget about this because a skunk is coming closer to me.... the dog scared the putrid rodent (well ok so it's not a rodent but what's the difference lol) and it runs off while I slam the door shut and go back to bed..... thankfully the dog didn't scare the green steam out of it.... I highly doubt I would have been able to sleep with the smell...... not to mention the combination of smell and heat...... I'd rather sleep in the car somewhere else