Monday, November 30, 2009

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

Sunday, November 29, 2009

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:

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:

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Got a new phone:

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

Saturday, November 28, 2009

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:
-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

Friday, November 27, 2009

Guess What Time It Is? CSI Time!

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

Thursday, November 26, 2009

Mama? Mama? Mama!

Was watching this and cracked me the heck up:

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

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

Wednesday, November 25, 2009

*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?

Tuesday, November 24, 2009


So I have an El Salvadorian friend at work. I was telling Silvia how much I love pupusas. She told me her Mom makes them, and would bring me in a couple.

She did, and it's perhaps some of the best things I've ever eaten. So I told her I would buy some if her Mom was selling. She's like my dealer.

And I just bought 36 of them.

But I don't's so damn good.

I just had three. Dang.

This Pupusa will be PooPooed out, but in the meantime my body will enjoy it

Luckily I did a step class this morning. That's right, step class. The womanification continues...

Monday, November 23, 2009

Emotional/Rational Thoughts

Often oppose each other as to what is the right thing to do.


Sunday, November 22, 2009

Biggest Mistake Of My Life (Today)

...buying Popeye's chicken, popcorn shrimp, bisquit, mashed potatoes with gravy and a Moutain Dew for lunch. The oil was ridicurous, the fat ludricrous, and the all around sloggy feeling afterwards is stupidiculous.
What was I thinking?

Try Sleeping With A Unitard

The song itself is supposed to be about getting over someone. So why does the video not make sense? She saves a dog? She rides a motorcycle? She flies and breaks concrete? She has a fashionable unitard? She can't touch a guy without making him look like The Thing from Fantastic Four? Her tears shatter glass (if only that dude from the K-Ci and JoJo video were there for her:

Much more importantly: why am I questioning a music video?

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Who the hell wakes up at 6:30 on a Sunday? Oh, right...suckas who have to work

Saturday, November 21, 2009

Egg Rolled

So I've been eating a lot of these lately:

As good/bad as you think

Which means only one thing: I'm gonna OD on them and then have a taste aversion to it. Doesn't help I bought a big box of President's Choice Egg Rolls for pretty much just myself (as Sharon doesn't like them too much). Ohoh...

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Who works on the weekend, and not for overtime? Me, apparently. Sucka!

Friday, November 20, 2009

Well That Was A Stinky First

So I just did something today that I realized was the first time I've ever done it: I changed a diaper. Xavier's to be precise.

And it wasn't a cheesy "pee diaper". It was full on stinky poo, and when I took off the diaper he even started to pee (thus it's not only on commercials/TV's true. Whodathunk?).

Is that what fatherhood is about?

Rolando Is His Name

And giving killer massages is his game (that didn't sound gay at all).

Great massage therapist, and he makes house visits to boot. Even Sharon enjoyed hers.

I'm very grateful for the benefits I receive from work, particularly massage therapy. Dang, I'm addicted to them

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Thursday, November 19, 2009

Now Then, What To Do

So I have today and tomorrow off. Reminds me of this:

Normally I would be happy, but I have to work on Saturday and Sunday. Seriously, this shift work is just screwing with me!

I would just like to point out, however, that I am not complaining too much because it sure beats being in the office

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

What Good Are You?

That's the question I've been asking myself lately as it's painfully obvious I seem to be in a redundant role at work right now. And it's not just me, it's also Kiri. I've mentioned it before multiple times, but it's quite embarrassing.

Can't believe I'm saying this, but direction...jeez, all I need is a little direction

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Don't you hate it when someone says something that at first doesn't bother you, but then it ends up bothering you for the rest of the day? I do

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

I Would LIke To Redo My Kitchen

Like, right now. I really should stop watching HGTV. If only I had the time and, oh yeah, money

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Day 2!

Monday, November 16, 2009

Oh, So This Is Shift Work

Seemed like a long day.

Prolly because it was? Woke up early, killed myself at the gym, started work at 2:00pm at the office, then went to two different clinics where I finally left at 10:30pm. Not to mention that an "incident" happened where I have to write up a report (crap). Oh, and I still feel like quite the idiot as my role is not really that defined. Or rather, it's defined, but it's just a tad bit silly.

And for tomorrow? Lather, rinse, repeat

Sunday, November 15, 2009

My Mom Is Funny Pt. 43

Mom: "So does your sister have a boyfriend?"

Sharon: "I don't know"

Mom: "Oh, she doesn't have a little secret to tell you?"

How Do I Know I'm Getting Old?

...when I eat all sorts of junk food (yesterday was a ridicurous pig-out day) and the next day I wake up early and can't go back to bed because my body is not agreeing with it.

I never had this problem before. wtf? fml!

Gonna go running with a friend at work, Milton Lester. Should be interesting; I kind of made him join the Mississauga Marathon 10km race for next year, and ummm, well...he never really ran before. Not that I'm a coach or anything, but I'm feeling like I'm gonna have to try to motivate him or something

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Hate it...argh

Saturday, November 14, 2009

My Wife Is Funny

Went to the hospital today to see Xavier (he is having problems peeing; but thankfully he is doing well). Sharon had to wear a mask when we were there because she's been sick the past week.

When she was holding him, she said, "do you think Xavier is going to think that I'm his Muslim Aunt?"

Stop Thinking

All this thinking can't be good for anyone.

Enjoying this song for some reason:

Not sure why I enjoy what seems to be her wailing and crying throughout the song

Friday, November 13, 2009


Got this big bruise on my arm, prolly from playing ball. Haven't been bruised since, well, it's been a long time. I don't exactly heal quickly, as it took a few days for the bruise to show and I've been sporting it for a few days now. Sucks.

Oh, and apparently I wear my heart on my sleeve. Does this mean I have a bruise on my heart then?

Hello, I'm Embarassed

This new position Kiri and I have? Yeah...just a little embarrassing.

But whateves, we ain't gonna complain. There's potential here for a pay raise!

Thursday, November 12, 2009

Ping Ponged

And now, I'm back to doing what I was supposed to be doing.

One problem: I still don't know where and when I'm supposed to start. Oh, and training would be nice as well

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Life sometimes throws you a curveball when all you've been getting are fastballs up until this point. Do you take the pitch? Do you swing and try to hit it? Do you just swing and miss on purpose? Or do you let it just hit you if it's coming your way?

Yes. Yes, you do

It Could Be Worse...

...I could have no job.

I guess a Rozzy walk and a sleep was all it took? Change your attitude boy, your life is great!

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Well That's Frustrating Yet Again

Hate it when I'm told I'm doing something at work, and then get ready for it by clearing my schedule, and then told, "sorry, you're not doing that anymore".

I was really looking forward to the change. I hope I don't have to go back.


Tuesday, November 10, 2009

You Need A Supervisor?

Well, according to my division at work, I am one?

So I've been seconded to be a "Supervisor" at the H1N1 Flu Clinics. At first I thought it was going to be back-up shifts, where I'm just covering for someone who may be sick. We had a meeting today. What did I find out?

Oh, just that I'll be working on a "cycle" where it's essentially every other weekend (and that's not overtime). And how long will this cycle be for? Oh, just until Christmas.

So essentially I'm not going to be in my regular office for the time being. And the funny thing, at least to me, is that the people I will be reporting to was under the impression that I already was a Supervisor. Ha! Screw-up!

You know what though? I think I'm excited about it. Change baby, change!

Monday, November 09, 2009

Another Reason To Have Kids?

When work is really crappy and you don't want to think about it, you have a reason to come home.

At least, that's my romanticized version of the joys of kids.

Not that we're having any anytime soon or anything. We're getting a dog first. Sharon said we could get one once the kitchen is done! Yehey!

Sunday, November 08, 2009

The X-Man Cometh!

So happy...we've officially entered into a new generation in our family! And not only that, the Marquez name lives on (not that there was really any pressure or anything).

Meet Xavier Frank Marquez, born Nov. 8/09 at 5:17pm at Oakville Hospital:

This type of cross-racial pollination will lead to beautiful children
For example, this guy
Please note, it's highly doubtful ours are going to look like that. We're hoping ours has a "good personality"

Saturday, November 07, 2009

I'm Polly

So I worked at the flu clinic today, and felt quite like a talking parrot (in the sense I was repeating myself over and over with the same message to the over-worried crowd). It was somewhat okay. At first I was annoyed (as with most things), but eventually it died down.

I got to talking with two police officers who were young (and I ascertained at the end of the shift that the woman was gay. How did I know? She was checking out the same girl that the male cop was checking out. It was actually quite entertaining), which kind of made the time pass by.

We played a game where we predicted the people who were going to the wrong line-up, which was altogether too easy. There was an "anti-aging show/clinic" at the hall next door. The people who went to that show had a certain look to them. That look? "Cougarish"

Friday, November 06, 2009

What's On Your Forehead?

Mine says "sucker" on it.
I don't know how I got suckered into accepting this position for the flu clinics (where there is the potential to work evenings and weekends). Luckily I don't have kids? Oh well, overtime money for the kitchen in the hizzay!
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Argay is coming over tonight to watch the Raps game. I wonder if he also forgot how to "hang out"
(Holy crap I need more friends)

Attack Of The Solski Kids

We had a pleasant visit from these cute half-breeds last night:

I'm awesome at making kids laugh. They're laughing, not crying. Really.

Ruthie is just the crazy. How many does she have now? I think I lost count.

I'm not sure how their visit effected Sharon; whether it swung her to the "okay, let's have kids!" side or the "I'm getting my tubes lasered" side

Thursday, November 05, 2009


Was thinking:

I've mostly lived my life "all or nothing". You know, part of my bi-polarness where it has to be everything or nothing at all.

Why come I can't live with "some"? What's wrong with grey in a black and white world?

What the hell am I talking about/thinking anyway?

(excuse the non-sequitur)

Wednesday, November 04, 2009

Omega Problem

So I've been taking these Wild Salmon/Fish Oils Omega-3 Pills for my "health" the past year or more. Three a day, to be specific. And I'm going to have to believe that it's working.

For the past few weeks, whenever I played basketball in the morning, I've noticed that some of the guys really stank. Inevitably, their sweat would end up on me, and thus, I stank.

Today, I was doing stairs (running up and down them), which lead to some crazy sweating. And then I smelled it again. This time, I didn't have anyone to blame. CRAP! It was me!

I'm blaming those damn pills. It seems like I'll just have to learn to live...with the smell

What De Point Of Alarm?

I set my alarm clock for 5:03am during the weekdays. Yet, I always wake up at 4:46am.

It's very annoying

Tuesday, November 03, 2009

Always Kills Me

I don't know why. Maybe it reminds me a lot of my jokes?

Monday, November 02, 2009

Hurl Your Abuse At Me...

...and you'll get reported in the Brampton Guardian:

Needless to say, it was quite a long day today at the clinic as I played the role of "communicator". What does that entail? As Tony succinctly put it (as he was also a communicator at the other clinic), "we were thrown to the wolves". We were the suckers who had to announce to everyone that the vaccine was late, the amount of time they would be waiting, getting the brunt of the complaints because the nurses/supervisors/managers wouldn't go out, etc.

Understandably, people are quite upset when they wait 6 hrs. plus to get a flu-shot. But it shouldn't be a case of kill the messenger, right? Why come they couldn't get mad at the message? Do they even realize that their "taxes they are paying" doesn't really amount to much when it comes to what is contributed towards Public Health?

Not that I cared too much. I just smiled, nodded, stayed polite and drifted off to a dreamworld in my head as I pretended I was paying attention to them.

I even forgoed a lunch, and was so tired at the end of the day that I even skipped my soccer game. Thank goodness I'm not there the rest of the week, unless I work that overtime Saturday shift

Sunday, November 01, 2009

For Savings, I Think I'm Blowing It

Ever forget to turn your clocks back during this time of year, and then when you wake up you realize it's earlier than usual?


(Hell, I already wake up earlier than usual. And by "usual" I mean "Sharon". So now I have another hour of wasting my time/life on the Internet!)