Mino

I love crossposting

Tue, 29 Apr 2008 02:36:56 GMT

Not a real entry . Heres a lame attempt at crossposting stuff for another website >.<

http://www.thekodos.com/index.php?topic=1697.0

http://www.thekodos.com/index.php?topic=946.0

http://www.thekodos.com/index.php?topic=952.0

http://www.thekodos.com/index.php?topic=969.0

http://www.thekodos.com/index.php?topic=1228.0

http://www.thekodos.com/index.php?topic=1471.0

http://www.thekodos.com/index.php?topic=1759.0

Oh hai!

Sun, 20 Apr 2008 04:40:59 GMT

Oh hai LJ :) I've been ignoring you lately :(

Im sorry. Things happen. I get sidetracked. Wine takes my brains away.

I promise from now on.. if I leave you for long periods of time. .i shall leave cookies, wine, water, and toys. With spare batteries. Just in case :)

What the hell??

Mon, 28 Jan 2008 20:03:28 GMT

Im stuck at connecting. Just stuck. >.> This chick is not amused.

Last night I barely made it in on time for Tati's rez ritual. Barely. I am not entirely sure if its that I get stuck in a queue; and for some silly reason it doesnt show; or if there really is a problem with the game.

Lately I have been getting error messages regarding my addons, and mods. Maybe thats whats causing the problem. Ill have to go in and delete the WTF filefolder and update any mods I do use; and need. Perhaps that will fix it.

If not, its an angry call to my cable provider. The internet seems to be working fine; if not a little slower than usual. Hopefully this cold snap isnt affecting the lines.

Speaking of the cold snap, it went from about -5 to -44 with the wind chill last night. Ugh. I hate winter. Had 3 foot snowdrifts outside the apartment building, and the truck almost froze up. I let her idle for about 20 mins before I got ballsy enough to drive home in 4x4. Even the main roads were icy as all getout; and I wasnt going to take the chance of an uncontrolled slide when not in four wheel.

Man, I hope this works. If not, im out of ideas. I wanna play; and I paid dammit! :( Why do the WoW gods hate me?

Brains in the sockdrawer make me stupid.

Mon, 21 Jan 2008 22:35:00 GMT

Oww.. my head hurts :P But it was so worth it :)

One of my closest friends came up from Calgary this weekend; and stopped in to say "hallo!". It was good to see him again; its been too long. We met up in a local pub; and giggled a good part of the night away until the kareoke started. :P

I dont care for it personally; and as a general rule loud noises and me dont mix. If its something that you enjoy; then yay for a group function that only gets better the more you drink.

So, given that some poor lady with a voice like a Tuba started up; we bailed and went back to my house. There was far more drinking there; and I really didnt hit bed until late. :(   But it was worth it. I missed my Stew; and it was awesome to see him agiain. We may have even found a new roomate; but im not going to get too excited over that until things actually pan out.

Last night was good too. I went out with Fool; and agian the drinks were to be had. Not getting as much heartburn and acid refulx from the Captain anymore, which is always a plus. We stayed up all night BS'ing and watching movies. I havent gone out on a mini-tear like this in a long long time. And now I am hungover. Again. Blech.

Feels like my brains are in the sockdrawer, and i have a terrible case of cottonmouth :P

Now I head out to get the kitty litter; and coffee. Must be coherent for Gruul's tonight. I has peoples to heal; and the mana's for totemy goodness.

What better medium than dreamstate...

Wed, 16 Jan 2008 20:54:15 GMT

Thank you to whomever decided it was a great idea to pay me a visit last night.

:P I have no idea what the hell you said; I really cant remember. But, it was nice to see you. The accent confounds me; the only person I know from the Louisiana area is Aerryn, and she really has no reason to be wandering the Plains in search of me.

The visit was nice; i get the feeling that I was given either sage advice; or had a pleasant conversation. Next time.. leave the lasting memory impresson so I can at least remember what you said. :) Thanks.

Zomg! Streakers!

Fri, 11 Jan 2008 07:23:31 GMT

Hee :) Nothing better than coming home after work and finding your loving husband has booted up your computer and has it all warmed up and ready to grind out honor :) I loves ya Jamie.

Eventually he heads off to work, but not before running amok in the house nekkid as a jaybird. Never has that man learned that we have NO curtains. People can see you dear. :P

On a side note, last nights shopping excursion went well. I dont do it very often; very rarely do I actually spend any sort of cash on myself. WoW is my biggest expenditure; so when I do go out; its usually me coming home with a fair amount of stuff :)

Stopped over in LaSenza; and i have found a new love. Boy-cut underwear. Next greatest thing to thongs; and commando. Sooo comfy. And serious lack of chafing thanks to stupid polyester casino-pants. I swears.. when I leave the casino; im melting those fuckers. I've sewn them up in all sorts of ways, blown the zipper ( which still hasnt been fixed ) took the ass out of them getting into the truck and damn near tore one of the legs off during Drop.

I love to hate you casino pants; but a streaking Newfie makes it all better.

Muuunnnnday Moonnnnday...

Sun, 30 Dec 2007 04:00:00 GMT

Aaah, Monday. Blessed of all the days off. Always there when I need you most; and hell.. Even I hate working Mondays

But, this one is special. Im goin shopping!

Excitement!!!!

Jamie's already got his "yes dear" face on, and will be sleeping through the whole experience. So, I am entrusted with waaaay to much money to get a few basic things; adn the leftovers are mine :)

I'm seein a new cat-condo; litter box; perhaps some toys. A new ( non glass or glass paned ) cofee table and finally UNDERWEAR!    *squeals* Theres nothing more exciting than brand new underwears.

I got a $200 dollar gift certificate to LaSenza; and im going to go slightly crazy. Not a real superfan of the bras there. There was a line that was really comfy; and held the girls up proper. But they took it away; so im back to bopping all over town to find the comfy ones agian.

Eeee...   SHOPPING!

Fighting Partridges in a Pear Tree.

Fri, 28 Dec 2007 04:06:55 GMT

Aaaah.. christmas. How I love to hate you :P

Not my fave time of year, ive been without my home(s) for too long; and still cant go home to see my family until summer; if not later. But, we had dinner at Hazels; and i came home stuffed and semi-happy.

The turkey and Jiggs was awesome; not a superfan of Jiggs; but whatever. I live on the bird and stuffing anyways :D After dinner was a whole other story.

Jamie's best friend Jay and his girlfriend Myah were over for dinner with the family; and they have both gotten pretty hot and heavy into WoW. Jay's kinda backed off a bit now that the real thrill of new content has worked its course; whereas Myah's has'nt. She got into Kara for the first time; killed Attumen and was overeager to tell me all about it. I listend and shared in her joy of the kill; knowing where she is coming from when I too had my first Kara experience and new experiences in raids and unseen dungeons.   We kept the conversation low; but gathered family memebrs in other rooms gave us nothing but cold shoulders, rolled eyes and bad attitude. >.> I love Jamies family; but they really can bend over and kiss their own asses at times.

For the past 2 solid years of Jamie and I playing; we have gotten a fair amount of razz from the family here regarding us playing. Granted, like any new game.. we were both pretty heavy into it and were excited to share all our experiences with others. Well, theres no talking about this to some. We got a fair amount of flak; but after a while the matter was dropped and its now gentle funpoking at us every so often. We leave the matter on the downlo; but every so often it comes up and the teasing starts again. Meh..whatever.

They were at the spare computer watchin videos on YouTube about some Monster Kitty video, and other random shit where they found ROFLMAO by Oxhorn. I've seen it too many times to really laugh about it, its just a chuckle to me now. Jamie still thinks its halarious; Jay and Myah really enjoyed it.

Then the shit really hit the fan. Out of nowhere, one of the rarely seen adn hardly heard from cousins pokes his head in and blew a gasket at poor Jamie, Jay and Myah. He went up one side of them and down the other; all of us including poor Hazel ( Jamie's mom ) in the kitchen and his brother, roomate and brothers girlfriend were left totally stunned and speechless. He finished his spontaneious rant; and bailed.

His passing words to me while I was outside having a quick puff; was " Y'know Jackie.. you and Jamie have a long time ahead of you. If you spend all your fucking time in front of the computer paying some gayass game; you'll never really live life. Get out and see the world, get a hobby that doesnt involve a mouse and keyboard".

I should have ripped his throat out for it; but I didnt. I kept my temper, and my tounge. Even poor Hazel, usually merciless in the teasing at anything she can get her voice around.. stayed quiet and stoic. He bailed, we finished the evening; I took Jamie home. Being helplessly stuffed full of turkey and good things (not including finishing a 14hour shift and running on no sleep ) I sent his sorry Newfoundland ass off to bed to a well deserved sleep.

Part of me is pissed to no end for not making him eat his words, and other body parts.. but part of me is not. Im growing up; and I know this. Its just a game, and I know this. I come in to this alternate reality to escape my own. Thats what its here for. For the enjoyment of the player and others around them. I revel in our successes, and mourn our defeats. But I still know when to walk away and say enough is enough. Its time for bed, to go to work, pay bills, clean the house and take care of my real life; and not my online persona's one.

Sometimes I wish.. why oh why cant we just be left alone? None of us have ever scorned him so badly for such words to be spoken; for such hurt and ridicule to be spat at us like we were nothing more than dirt. Sure.. I play a game. Sure, I enjoy it. But, does that make me a bad person.

I think not.

Robert DeNero, i whooped your ass!

Tue, 30 Oct 2007 16:24:42 GMT

Strange dream last night, and makes no sense to me. I was in some kind of lab, where they were doing weird animal experimentation.

>.>

Not shapin up to be a good dream.

Anyways; these scientists crossbred animals, to make new ones; and made some really trippy creatures. It was just tanks, cages and sweaterboxes everywhere. Not including the computers and lab stuffs all over the freakin place. Im getting toured around; shown all the different animals they have created.

We walk by this fishtank full of plants and i see a full grown cat just floating there. Then it blinks! Theres two of them, one is a black and white tuxedo; the other is snow white. Both are curled around eachother, just floating in the water.

All hell breaks out when someone notices that the cops are outside the door, and they start hitting the release valve on all te tanks. So everything that they have created gets flushed down some huge white pipe to god knows where.   I start arguing with the the guy thats touring me; who strangely looks like Robert DeNero that I want to at least save these cats.

He pushes me out of the way, and hits the release valve. They flush down, and i cry.

While having my sad momment, i notice movement int his pipe leading to doom; and the tuxedo cat is crawlin her way up the pipe. Impressed by such a strong will to live, I'm bound and determined to save the little one. He comes to intercept, I punch him in the eye. I save the kitty i nthe pipe, and he rushes me.

This is when I start screaming for Jamie, trying to defend myself, and the kitty at the same time. I kick him in the gut, give another few shots to attempt to slow him down and "Tada" Jamie to the rescue.

I dont really know what happens after that, all i really remember is that we got the cat home and into another fish tank where it happiily swam around. Its fucked up. No way I cna ever relate what i dreamt.. its just too wierd.

I hate it when I dream like this. Really hard to interpret, and kinda makes me wonder about myself. Thoughts from anyone?

Somtimes you must enjoy the serious.

Thu, 25 Oct 2007 14:32:49 GMT

I had a serious momment with my Emma last night. She actually jumped into bed with me, and had a good purr on my chest. Totally out of normal charachter for her.

There was lots of squinty face, and the super rare facebath. It was a serious momment, just my cat and me. And I enjoyed it immensely.

Last few days have been good, and I'm being spammed with "WTF?" messages via facebook. Jamie changed his relationship note to engaged, and im getttin spammed on wether or not I have the ring yet.

Heeheeheee. I think its cute. He and I have been common law for 3 years, and everyones trippin over a facebooktag?? XD Too funny to me.

Now to get ready for work, and mebbe call my brother tonight. Havent talked with the kid in forevar, but gots nuffin to tell. Oh wells :)

Its shaping up to be a fair day. Lets hope it stays this way.

Caught by Facebook!

Thu, 18 Oct 2007 14:41:07 GMT

I've finally been snagged by the demons of Facebook.

You win, Facebook'ers. You win.

* edit*
You can find me on the Edmonton, Canada network. Still havent figured this shit out yet...so come find me :D

Birthday and Anniversary; all rolled into one!

Wed, 10 Oct 2007 05:42:50 GMT

Happy Birfday Jamie, even though its belated. And happy Anniversary smexy pants man. :) 4 years and still goin as fucked as ever!

*hugsnlove*

Junk before Bed - Bad times

Sat, 06 Oct 2007 14:16:06 GMT

I've learned something the past few days. Having Mesquite BBQ chips before bedtime is not the greatest of ideas. I was ok with the heartburn, thanks to the jar of Tums beside the bed :D It was just the bad ass dream that followed it that made me learn my lesson.

I really scared myself with that one; and i think i may have yelled or screamed myself awake. Roomie didnt hear it, I hope; there was no panic in the morning over me.

It was a really really fucked up dream. It started out all fine and great, then things turned really bloody, and gory. And thats where we find Jackie waking up in a panicked cold sweat >.< Not thebest of times.

But this night went far better, and so far the morning has been good. Its a new day, and it wont be another day from hell. I got the super-rare facebath from Emma this morning as she attempted to wake me up; and a nice long hot shower made the aches of yesterday go away.

Im feelin positive today; and strangely well rested and awake. Im hopin this is gonna be a good day.

Time to stretch.

Fri, 05 Oct 2007 02:50:59 GMT

Oh god.. i need a good stretching. Good thing i've friends that love me; and are willing to put me on a rack to stretch me out. This pleases me to no end.

Speaking of friends, I had a nice long chat with the Nice Lady when i came home/walked home. I miss her fiercely; but she has to stay in the Fort. Its the only way she could ever make enough money to get her divorce done; and pay her bills off. :( I meees you Nice Lady!!! *cries*

Busy days as of late. Stupid work had an event going on; and things were all clusterfucked for like the first day it was on. And now that its over, the casino's been getting busier. Its good, tips are at an all time high. Means more cash being saved for a trip to .. somethingsomething...

I've also been perusing E-Bay alot during my morning search of webpages while i attempt to wake up. Bad bad idea. Sooo many pritty things being sold world wide.. and not enough moneys. Or room >.<

Oh well. Its all better this way. Unless its for a random gift in the mail to someone who needs one, im better off leaving it be.

Good times on the Horizon!

Fri, 28 Sep 2007 05:33:52 GMT

Things have been bonkers lately. Im exhausted. Stupid work. :P

The big event in the casino went off without a hitch; and a shitton of money was given away. The sweetest little old lady won a free draw for a hundred dollars, and she and her husband were so damn cute.. that I just wanted to take them home and keep them forevar!

Looove cute old people. Makes me smile!

I saw Sandy's back..and he wants to get together and collaborate a story. Soo many stories.. so much story-smashing-out ability. My goal for the weekend, besides clean the house.. is pound out at least one. Not sure which one..but one.

And, tomorrows the eye exam. >.< Not thrilled about being blinded for a few hours, so Jamie's gotta get up early to get me to and fro. Hes a good man. I should give him a cookie.

Blurgh. Bedtime. I hate this crap.

...

I dont wanna be a gurl no more.

Monopoly in a Casino?!?!

Fri, 14 Sep 2007 03:37:19 GMT

I love Americans. Seriously.. I really do. Its the delight of my day when I get American tourists coming in, and changing cash over.

They take such delight in our funny colored bills, with a fugly queen and past PM's emblazoned on the front. Makes me smile to no end.   And.. and the fact that we dont have One Dollar bills. Just coins. Totally baffled over it. Truly mirthful, seeing the wonder of forgien money in the hands of forgien visitors.

The day was busy.. i went though alot of money again. Im not really bitching, i was busy. Lots and lots of handpays. Over 25 thousand worth. Twenty of that was in two bundles of hundreds. Im sorry.. but at 10K each...thats a shitton of cash.

On the upside, I am still playin nice with all the staff. I stepped down from my acting superivsor position with minimal issues, and things seem to be going as smoothly as they never were.   Jamie and I are iffy.. things have been tense of late. Fall is not my season, my body instinctively starts to shut down and reserve what energies its willing to expel for more.. stressful duties.

Because of my lacking enthusiasam..hes gotten a little cranky; but he knows it will pass in a month or so. Once the snow flies... things always pan out.   It just means I sleep a little more, and a whole lot heavier than usual. Not so fast on the pickup, but it gets done eventually.

Now.. to play my game. Oddworld came in today, and I am going to thouroughly enjoy making silly noises while using my brains to problem solve rather than hack and slash my way through :)

Abe!

Run well, my little Etheopian Dawg

Wed, 05 Sep 2007 02:58:54 GMT

I just got the news today.

As of yesterday afternoon, my little dawger Gizmo had to be put down. He wasnt himself, and couldnt hold his bladder anymore. Dad was sayin that he couldnt go 6hrs solid without having to go out, so he ended up messing the laminate flooring and carpet.

The little man was a good dog, and he understood. Gizzer was ashamed every time he had an accident, so Dad decided this was best.   Dad's torn right up over this, Giz was his "little man". His little protector dawg :) Heart of a Pit, body of a cocker-mix.

Go chase those damn birds forever my little Etheopian dogger. Chase 'em good.

Link to my little obit.

http://ladybronwyn.com/wkc/index.php?topic=1514.0

Who sleeps easy?

Sun, 02 Sep 2007 14:06:43 GMT

Bad dreams last night. Bad vivid dreams.

I woke a little upset about this, not sure how to interpret it. Its been awhile since I dreamt like this, so its bothersome to me.

Basically, it goes like this. Sisters getting married, I have no time to prepare. Were all in my Grandfathers house, and everyones avoiding me. Stepfathers being an asshat, picking on me every chance he gets. Mom does nothing to intervene.

The time comes to go; and everyone is dressed up and ready to go. I had no idea, so I am in a mad panic to get dressed and ready for Jami's big day. They leave without me, I try and jump in the limo on the drivers side, since step-father is driving on wrong side. He throws me out onto the pavement, while driving.

Family in back take no notice of this, and drive away leaving me bleeding on the roadside.   Lots of choice words, and I wake in a cold sweat.

Not sure how to feel about this. I dont dream very often, and when I do it usually means something.    Its a little bothersome. Thoughts?

Devil at the back door... knocking away...

Sun, 02 Sep 2007 02:42:55 GMT

Ugh. Stupid work. Bunch o barstards. >.< Scheduled me for an acting-sup. shift without telling me. Ugh. Looks like I am going to have to be a sneaky little shit; and give my notice tomorrow.

I dont like pulling stuff like this, doesnt feel right and all dishonest and shit. :( But, I really dont remember all of jack squat about sup-ing, and really shouldnt be in a position of temporarty authority.

I was out on the picket line waaaay too long to go back to a position on total neutrality; and I really am not comfy at all with the idea of being put in that position agian.

So, I steppin down. Gonna draw up a something before work, and drop it off. Its sneaky, underhanded and a little dirty.

I need a bath :(

Am I stressed?

Fri, 31 Aug 2007 14:32:11 GMT

Been doing alot of bumping around as of late. Alot of fishing while im in game, and just bumpin around when im not. Works running relatively smooth, no major problems.

I got my new computer yesterday, and its hawt. It runs so smoothly, its not even funny. The only problem is that my mic and headphones farted out, and refuse to work. Grrr... not a happy girl. I can still listen on vent, I just cant talk.   Now I know how some people feel. So, Jamie's gonna take it in, and see what they can do about it. Mebbe a wire shook loose, or something something. I dont know.

Not sure how to feel right now. A few people have come to me, asking im doing ok. Hmm...made me wonder. Am I not doing ok? Have I been stranger than usual? I dont feel stressed out, just kinda here.

*shrug* Beats the hell outta me.

Breakdown

Sat, 18 Aug 2007 16:25:43 GMT

Alright..heres the schedule breakdown. Personally, I'm pleased with this. Its all day-shifts, and I'm not giving them up without a fight. So, lets hope all goes well.

Week one

Sunday: OFF
Monday: OFF
Tuesday: 9:45-8:45
Wendsday: OFF
Thursday: 10-8
Friday: 10-8
Saturday: 10-8

Week 2
Sunday: 10-8
Monday: OFF
Tuesday: OFF
Wendsday: OFF
Thursday: 9:45-7:45
Friday: 10-8
Saturday: 10-8

Week 3
Sunday: 10-8
Monday: OFF
Tuesday 9:45-7:45
Wendsday: 9:45-7:45
Thursday: 10-8
Friday: OFF
Saturday: OFF

Im enjoying my 4 day weekend, adn mini holiday in the middle of the rotation. :) This pleases me to no end. Gives me the little break away from work that is always so desperately needed. I am sure this is gonna screw alot of peoples lives up, but not alot I can do. So, usually home by about 8:30; cuz I walk really slow.

And.. and... if Jamie gets the new run he's bid on; I could be home a little earlier. That means he starts work later; and I get access to the truck :) Yay no walkin in the snow!!

Abe! and Days!

Thu, 16 Aug 2007 16:11:40 GMT

I started lookin about on Ebay; to try and see if there is anything slightly entertaining to me to pick up for a half decent price. Found a few, bought only the one. I snatched up a good condition copy of Abe's Exxodus for the PS1 for about 15 dollars American. Not too bad..could have paid less; but this is the first one to come up. Meh... the game made me giggle; so I dont mind so much.

And, EXCITEMENT!!! I got hauled into the office yesterday, thinkin of fack; what did I do now?? Well, they surprisesd me with a promotion that I applied for; and a list of scheduled rotations to pick from :D :D

I so freakin happy right now! And I got a sweet rotation! Its all 10-8 shifts; or 10hr shifts. Theres one or two 9:45-7:45 shifts randomly smattered in there; but no matter. I get a 4 day weekend every 3 weeks; and every Monday off no matter what :)

Its not every weekend off; but thats a little too much to ask for in this industry :P But whateva... being off for four days?? Sure. Ill take that. 4 day work week?? Shure; even bettar! I so excited! Now to get my ass ready for work.

What the hell?

Sun, 12 Aug 2007 16:14:49 GMT

So I havent posted for a few weeks, and things have been a little weird at work. Cant balance to save my ass, and it's bothering the shit outta me.

No matter how careful I am with my money, I am coming up short, or over every day. Balanced to the penny once in the whole three weeks I've been back at work..and this pisses me off. So, I am going to take steps. Ill be talking to the Sup's when I get in tonight, and see if theres something they can do to help me out with this. I want to know where the hell my money is going.

Also, postings for positions were up about a week ago. They finally took them down, and now everyone's on pins and needles waiting to find out when the results are in. I for one put my name into the hat for a better position, but now that my balancing record sucks the big one.. I dont know if I'm going to get it.

I also havent been online much :( Coming home at odd hours; and getting strange days off is really affecting me. I've found myself getting bored alot.. and levelling alts is something I really have to be in the mood for. The only thing I really can look forward to is the fact that I have this Saturday off, so I can actually attend Kara for once!

I am excited :) I cant wait!

Jinglybells :)

Tue, 31 Jul 2007 21:12:26 GMT

I got hauled outta the house last night, about midnight. Text message from Fool; sayin Hi, and letting me know he was feelin like dogshit.

After a quick phonecall, and too much BSing over the phone; we decide its time to get out for a bit and hit the casino. I dropped about 80bucks on the slots, tooled around; had a giggle or two. Doubled that on his own playing off the slots, and sat in the poker room for about 3 hrs playin 2-6 no limit. Scary scary stuff man.

The pot at the time was huge, about $250; and he opens up with pocket kings. Holyshitballs. Now that NEVER happens. Flop turns out a 10 club, King spade, and duce diamond. Trip kings, awesesomess. Raise, raise, call, check, raise rasie. Pots at about $350 now. The only guy left in checks, and the turn shows a 6 diamond, and no bets. River shows 10 diamond, other player folds.

Woot! $350 in his pocket with an amazing opener. He screws around some more, showing me hands as the game goes on; and pulls out after about an hour of playin. Its 4:30am; im exhausted. No more poker for this girl. Im dead beat.

Get home, sleep till 2pm. >.< Shit. Got laundry to do; and get ready for hellnight. Hate this shift. No love for the 7:30-3:30. I get all the servers, bartenders and stupid stupid people at my window. The only saving grace is the drop cashier in at 10:30. Makes my life a little easier, but not by much.

Chatted with Daddy; and hes BBQ'in. :( I want BBQ now.   But things are good in the Fort; all is well. Saw moose in the backyard, and took some great pictures. He's been fishin alot with the little dog, taking in some good 5-7 pound walleye.   Im happy he's doin good. Says my niece is growin fast, is already running and talking well at a year and a half :)

Makes me smile, thinkin this little girl has my big tough Dad wrapped around her little finger. He's totally enamored with her. Good on ya Uncle George..or should I say Grandpa! :D

Shadows and Streetlights

Fri, 27 Jul 2007 09:27:24 GMT

I'm a big girl. There really is no hiding it. Makes me a large target..and usually a deterrent all the same.

Lately, I have taken to walking home after work. Normally... not a problem in the regular, day-job working world right?? Yea, not so much in mine.

I usually get off about 2:30 - 3:00 am; and then stroll my ass home. Before the chorus of yells and angry voices are heard, please read on.

I do have a safety program in place, ya know. I stay in well lit areas, have my cell fully charged and pressed to my ear talkin to Jamie, or one of my fail-safes in case he's outta range; and people always know when I left, and wether or not I have the truck.

Anyways.. here I was strollin my ass home. Jammering away nonsensical bullshit to this nights unfortunate listener, when i round the corner to see some dude sitting underneath a tree with no shoes on. Whatever.. its Edmonton. Its like, a tame dry version of Van; with less of a melting pot.

Buddys sittin, smokin a fatty..and I just stroll on by, BS'ing my way down the street closer to my house. Well, numbnutz decides to get up and follow me about 20ft behind. Scarreee! Yea, im a sissy. I talk big; but im really a chickenshit. I'll avoid conflict if I can, and generally steer clear of physical altercations. I dont wanna hurt anyone.. its just that if I'm attacked; the attacker is generally not going to be able to walk again without major surgery. You get the point...

Back to the story.. so he's trailin me all the way home; about a 10 minute sojurn at this point, where all of a fucking sudden; the goddam streetlight burns out and he takes this time to ask me for a smoke.

Angry words were had, cuz he just scared the shit outta me; and i stormed off to a half panicked Jamie on the phone about 2 seconds away from using everyones fave 3digit number.

I get home, feed my cats; and jump on the net. All in all, a good day.

Stupid crazy whacked out potheads from underneath trees. At least lemme know your behind me before you scare me half to death. :P