i have nothing to talk about.

my life has been work, school and housework. i've been meaning to redesign my blog since i've had this design for a while. i have to redesign. no more blogging until i redesign!

update: don't worry people. the redesign is coming. probably this weekend... probably!

erm ... like dude!

so remember ellen feiss? the crack cocaine addict mac switch ad spoke person? yea, i met her canadian counterpart which happens to work at the "vitamin" store close to where i work. even talks like her.

me: uum excuse me, i'm looking for cold medicine. do you guys carry it?
canadian ellen feiss: oh wow, like....yea. we don't ...like... have it.
frank: do you guys know when you'll be getting a shipment in?
cef: like.... [blank stare] me and my husband.... like.... used to be on... like .....[loong pause]... on that.... like.... when we went rock climbing.
me and frank: *confused stare*
cef: and.... like.... it.... like .... screwed up our .... like ... system.
me: uumm ok

the whole time we were talking to her. i was thinking that i got pulled into the world of switch commercials or something.

the difference.

so i've been living alone for the past few months. i think i've gotten a good grip, in terms of the differences of living by yourself and living with your parents. i'm sure there are so many people that are rolling their eyes because they've been in this boat for a while and i'm still a rookie at it. well, screw off. i don't care what you think! it's my blog and i'll whine if i want to.

the big difference is probably the budget. i used to live with my parents, budgets wasn't even part of my vocabulary. my money was my money. i had no major bills to pay. by major, i mean, if i didn't pay it i wouldn't be left freezing to death in a cold winter night. starving to death too. that's a bad thing. everything was basically a luxury and i was free to do with the money as i please.

living alone. all the bills seem to come in your name. it's fun to see you're name attached to a bc hydro bill. it gives you some sense of responsibility. it gives you a feeling of satisfaction clicking on that confirm button that pays it off. at the same time, you have to worry that it will get paid off. you have to budget for it. theres no escaping it. just one of those grown-up things that need to get done. of course you have less money for luxuries, but you get that feeling of accomplishment that comes with it too.

like ernie told me a few months ago. welcome to our world.

i haven't been myself lately.

sometimes priorities change. somehow accounting and bills don't worry me as much anymore. i'm more worried if i'll have enough time to hear my grandmother's stories lately.

difference in generation.

i just had one of those zen moments looking through the bio of tiffany evans. her favorite computer games says: crazy taxi, pac-man and space invaders. now, we all know what space invaders are but could she be talking about the same space invaders game that i used to play?

pacman for me was the arcade version that i had to put tokens into. the stupid pacman that would always manage to kill me in level 34 no matter what i did. she was probably talking about pacman 3D, where pacman was not a mutated ball somehow managing to roll around a maze avoiding ghosts but a toxic-waste mutated ball with hands and sneakers trying to save another mutated ball that looks similar except for high-heels and a bow. pacman would probably be different if i asked a 40 year old what they thought pacman was.

customer service...

companies that depend on customers should have good customer service. isn't that the general rule of thumb? i used to work at mcdonalds and that was the one message that they forcefed their employees. keep your customers happy and they will come back and buy your products.

this morning i decided to buy coffee from the cafeteria. i searched for 2 minutes through the various coffee pots trying to figure out which one was regular coffee. i finally asked the lady stationed and she kinda snarled at me and started describing the dark, medium, light-with-a-hint-of-vanilla flavors that were available to me. to make a long story short, i just made my pick through a complex series of eenie-meanie-minie-moe's. never again!

this week, i will attempt to get the least amount of sleep possible.

snowboarding, friends, school, homework and work. i plan to come as close as possible to lack of sleep craziness as i possibly can. insomnia and caffine are my two best friends this week.

i'm awake? i'm awake? why am i awake?!

things are not what they seem

did you ever get the feeling that something might not be what it seemed to be?