"Okay Guys! This Move Is A Little Feminine!"

Said the step class instructor.

I'm not sure if she realizes that the fact alone I was doing a step class was feminine as it is?

The League Of 1980's Humans

Been feeling the classic 1980's hits lately, like this: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cH2X5PolerA

Or this one, one of my all time favourites: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UYb83KM4at4&feature=related

And just to add to the cheesiness factor, this baby: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cQ-jQRj9EDs&feature=related

Holy crap, I think I'm channeling my inner-CHFI/EZ-Rock 97

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Hate being restless, unable to sleep and tossing and turning. Sorry Bubba

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Found out it's my last week of being a "Supervisor". Fun while it lasted, I guess. Back to reality next Monday. I hope I'll be somewhat refreshed by then

Back To Evenings

I wonder how much longer this shift work thing is going to go on. I guess I'll find out today from my meeting.

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Sometimes I wish I can just turn it all off and lead a life of spectacular ignorance.

I must be on drugs or something

Grazie Time

So we met up with Kiri, Himesh, Kevin and Ruthie at Grazie in Vaughn. Good times! Our lunch was so late, that I think I'm not going to eat dinner

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One of my most favouritest songs ever, stuck in my head for some reason: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tbIBeEPZy8w

Why am I such a girl?

How Much/Many?

So having a convo with Arvin yesterday, and he decided to try to tell me the differences between using the words "much" and "many".

You use "much" when you're talking about things that are not many of, and you use "many" when you're talking about things that there are not much of. Or something to that effect. So for example, "how much love?" because it's not "how much loves?" and not "how many longer?" but rather "how much longer?"

Anywho, I decided not to listen to him because he's a former ESL student and he learned the differences between the two words from Feli (and while she's a tutor and undoubtedly taught him the correct way to use the two words, he more than likely mixed it up).

I'm just saying, and you know I always have much (many?) to say (says?)

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Like this elevator music version: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XsSD6q5ZAFQ

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Got a new phone:

Queer-tee!

I was actually contemplating getting a blackberry (for about 17 seconds) but then thought the better of it, as I'm already ridiculously addicted to the internet. So I got myself the next best thing: a phone with a keyboard so I could text like crazy! (Despite the fact I don't exactly text anyone. So if you have my phone number, please don't call, just text. That way I could look cool and pretend I'm using a blackberry or something. Retarded, yes, whatever).

I also put myself in a new two year commitment, but at a much (not many) cheaper rate. It's okay, Fido has been good to me. I'm hoping when the next two years are up, they will be paying me to use their services (unlikely).

Now comes the sucky part: transferring the phone numbers from my old phone to the new one (SIM card didn't save the numbers properly, so I have to manually do it). Oh, and also trying to figure out how to use the damn thing

Gonna Sleep Early (Oop, Nope, Gotta Watch This)

There are certain movies that whenever it's on TV, I have to watch it as much as I could no matter what part of the movie it's on and no matter what I was about to do (including sleeping). And that's saying a lot about these movies, because I usually hate watching movies on TV (damn commercials, edits, etc.).

The short list of these movies:

-Goodfellas

-L.A. Confidential

-Saving Private Ryan

-Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon

-and what's on as we speak: Gladiator

Watching Gladiator, I always come away thinking: I love the name Maximus

You Know What I Have?

The bestest, most understanding wife.

I don't deserve her.

I love her and I hope she never leaves me

Living Life Without Regret

Yeah...seems impossible.

I don't even know who I am anymore or what I want out of life.

I have to stop living my life like a hypocrite. I'm trying, but I always feel like I'm failing. Time to make better decisions and not take for granted the people that mean the most to me, and not be so selfish

Guess What Time It Is? CSI Time!

Gonna pick up the three DVD boxsets of CSI: LVMiaNY from Kim. It's sloth time!

Mama? Mama? Mama!

Was watching this and cracked me the heck up: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tgbNymZ7vqY

Animal's part was the funniest. (Yes, I'm aware I'm almost 30)

When I was in high school, I remember some people called me Bunsen. Seriously?

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Cough is getting full blown now; looks like I gots the bacterial infection from my wife. The thing that sucks is I didn't even get it the fun way...I don't even remember the last time we kissed because we were trying hard not to get each other sick. She's been sick for a while, too, and now that I'm sick it starts all over again.

And thus, reason 329 a dog would be great: I miss kissing someone that would love me back (and even if Sharon loves me is debatable itself...lol)

(Wow...it may seem my arguments for getting a dog are getting stretched out now)

*coughcoughwhooooop* CRAP

After weeks of trying to avoid Sharon and her coughing fits (I know, I'm a good husband), I seemed to have acquired it.

I hope it's not H1N1? How ironic would that be?