Good Vitz To My Great Big Italian Engagement Party

Busy weekend:

Friday: -went camping with Sharon at Bon Echo Provincial Park, located in Cloyne, which is north-east of Belleville. Got there, and proceeded to make our 1 lb. homemade burgers on the grill, which took forever. I think I am officially off my ground beef kick. The bread was really good though ("Pull-Apart Parmeasean Garlic Bread") bought at the IGA on the way there.

-what time was it? Saved By The Bell time! Seriously, one of the greatest shows ever. Period.

-went to bed early. Woke up a couple of times because Sharon kept hitting me because of my snoring. Something along the lines of me saying to her "I'm already on my side!" I think she's really, really hoping the surgery I have in September is going to work

-promptly began to be a virtual buffet to all the mosquitos. By the end of the weekend, I will need about 1 litre of Aveeno Anti-Itch Skin Cream (which is the best invention ever according to Sharon) and a blood transfusion. Seriously, I don't think I've ever been mauled this much when I've gone camping

Saturday: -after sleeping about 10 hours, Sharon and I had a pancake breakfast. We then went to rent a canoe and canoed across Mazinaw Lake, a picturesque (well considering how many pictures Sharon took I would think so) lake punctuated by pictographs on the walls left behind by the Natives

-canoeing is hard to master, and it doesn't help when I get annoyed easily with my partner. I'm sorry baby, but seriously, with both of our inbalances and the inability to steer, it left me a little argh-ish. Not to mention my fingers getting constantly crushed by the side of the boat. And I think you swatting the bug away and the boat rocking almost sent me over the edge (literally?). BUT...I love her to death and somehow we ended up having a really good time. I even got to work on my thigh and foot tans

-we also canoed to the actualy Bon Echo Rock where we had a one hour hike. Really fun stuff, as I look back on it. Of course not as it was actually happening and as I was gasping for air

-went to South Beach where I froze like kah-ray-zee in the water. Went back on the beach and continued to work on my thigh and foot tans. My feet aren't looking that dirty anymore with that uneven tan

-went into town to buy bread. Heard that "Fall On Me" song by this guy:

Peekaboo!

By the end of the trip, I think we heard Rob Thomas about 4-5 times. I'm not sick of it though. Sharon is.

-got back to camp and made a ginormous portion of pasta. It was damn good, but it was pure gluttony. I made so much I have lunch for tomorrow

-DVD batteries died. It was a really sad moment when it did and I couldn't recharge it (we went on a non-electricity site)

-watched a big family-outing (that looked like a Church function or something) where it was kids vs. adults. I thought it was interesting, but Sharon didn't. She was trying to sleep. The field where they were playing? Right beside our campsite

-with nothing else to do, I went to bed (for some reason I was tired). Sharon was upset and claiming it was unfair I could sleep easily but she couldn't. I could think of one way where she could go to bed easily...

Sunday: -got up early (like really early...4:30am early). Tried to go back to bed and ignore my urge to pee, but reawoke with Sharon punching me in the ear. By "accident" as she was trying to stop me from snoring again. Hmmm....

-packed up, and whined to Sharon that I should drive home because she hadn't slept much in 2 days. I ended up driving her car. It was like a luxury drive compared to my car

-all in all, another great camping trip with the exceptions of: being a blood donor to multiple mosquitos and my darling not sleeping a lot

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Why did we have to wake up so early and leave on Sunday? Because it was the second part of our weekend; Marie and Gil's engagement party. Gil asked me on Friday if I could say a speech/toast for the party. I agreed, but hadn't thought about it yet. Here's what I ended up writing at 1230pm (of course I had to be at the hall by 130pm):

"Hello good afternoon, I hope everyone is having a good time. My name is Jason and I am Gilbert's younger brother. Aside from leading the toast today for Gil and Marie, I would just like to say a few things. First off, I honestly don't remember the first time I met Marie. I believe it was at my house for a BBQ I was having with my friends, but the first real time I actually knew her was when she baked some desserts for my family. The first time I tried her butter pecan tarts and tiramisu, all I thought to myself was "Damn, Gil better not screw this up." That's not to say I only wanted Marie in my family because of her desserts. Among other reasons, I am glad that with her and my brother getting married, they will truly start our United Nations family (for those of you that don't know, I am also engaged and going to be married to that Indian lady over there). I am sure my younger brother Con will most likely not marry a Filipino girl either; hey, Gil started the trend.

Another reason I am glad Marie and the Franchino's are going to be my extended family is the fact I can now legitimately stick an Italian flag on my car every four years when the World Cup comes around (needless to say the Philippines doesn't have a good soccer team. But if you guys want to stick a Philippines flag on your car when the World Cup of Cock Fighting happens, by all means). Anyways, to wrap things up, I just want to raise a glass to the couple and say: Marie, I look forward to many years of your desserts. Oh yeah, and as my sister-in-law. To the two of you, congratulations, good luck, and Funniculi Funnicula!"

-picked up my tired fiance and got to the hall. Mingled and such, and made the same joke "welcome to our engagement party!" Oh yeah, originality in the house. Lots of beautiful vuluptious Italians too. I think Sharon was lusting after the two Italian twin boys

-speaking of the hall, it looked like a factory on the outside, but it was nice on the inside

-to my surprise (and somewhat relief), I would be the very first person to talk. I did, got a few laughs and compliments (even though I don't think anyone got my Funniculi Funnicula statement. I was, however, shaking for a good five minutes afterwards for some reason

-the food? Dear goodness...antipasto, pasta, chicken/veal with veggies, seafood with salad, sweets table. I'm wondering why more Italians aren't morbidly obese

-got to dance a lot with my baby. I think Marie's family now knows I'm an attention-whore. I, on the other hand, love to dance. I'm just glad I forever will have a willing (but very reluctant) partner to dance with

-left early because we were both supertired. But not without resistance from drunk Tito Mon. And he's gonna be our real estate agent? Yikes

-dropped by Ken's house and borrowed Pirates of the Caribbean to prime myself for when we watch the second installment next week

Woah, I haven't wrote this long a post in a long time. But, it was a great weekend and a great meet-the-family. I don't think I'm gonna eat tomorrow. Tuesday doesn't look good either.

Work, tomorrow? Blah

It Never Fails

One of those things in life that never fails: 3:00pm at the office, a day before my long weekend, and a file comes in. A suspect foodborne illness. At one of my restaurants. In the world of Public Health Inspectors, this is what constitutes an emergency. So what ends up happening? I have to drop off a stool kit, do a quick inspection, go back to the office, update the complainer, drop off my stuff, and the next thing I know, it's 7:20pm. And my Boss doesn't want to give me overtime, instead telling me I should carry the hours forward to next week so I can take more time off. wtf? I'd rather take the money. (I shouldn't, however, complain as somedays it's not like I work this hard. I guess everything compensates and works itself out. I just forget about that fact everytime I "work hard"). For all of this, it deserves a big:

Arrrggh!

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I am going camping to Bon Echo tomorrow with my ever so darling darling. I'm so excited...for the hamburgers I am going to make. *smack smack smack drool drool drool*

And what's that? SAVED BY THE BELL?!? I think my fiance is going to dump me after this weekend.

Well That Was A Doozy

Ended up at my backyard with ArJ andBeeJ drinking and smoking. Good times, looks like I may be getting the hang of this drinking thing. As well, looks like the Las Vegas Bachelor Party Trip may be changed to the Carribean Bachelor Party Trip. Why didn't I think of that before? It's cheaper, don't have to worry about food or anything, and there will be plenty of, ahem, girls there. Time to save up boys!

Cancer Stick? On A Wednesday?!?

So I may smoke my cigar and drink alcohol tonight with Arvin and BJ and possibly Jeff to celebrate. What are we celebrating? That Arvin got us cigars and that Jason will have one of those weird days where he drinks and that BJ is procrastinating on his final's paper and that Jeff will (hopefully) open up his backyard to us. Now that's a celebration. (Dr. Sy is in Las Vegas, so he won't join us. I wonder if he would've been allowed to if he was in town? oh snap)

It's like poo, except it's not

Feel Like Building Something

Saw this picture, and now I feel like woodworking again:

I Can't Believe It's Not Ikea!

I would, however, like to live in my own house first before I figure out what to make. Definitely.

Ah Ya Damn Beach

Apparently I care about Peel Region's Beaches, thus I went to a seminar held at the Holiday Inn at King Street in Toronto. It was really...really...long and boring. There was a cute Polish girl named Linda who sat at the table with Lil' Mikey and me. We acted like two horny teenagers, but felt we couldn't help it because we swear she was flirting with us. Seriously, she kept staring at me! I think Alexia noticed, and I'm sure I'm gonna hear it at work tomorrow.

(All of sudden I think I'm hot stuff to other women. Maybe it's because I'm engaged? Or dilusional. Yeah, that's gotta be it. Especially after sleeping in my own sweat again last night. We really need to get our A/C fixed)

Always fun times on the boardwalk

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Still frustrated and somewhat upset. What to you do when things get to be too much and it eats you up inside? Or to not be able to control things? Or to always feel responsible or guilty? I think it's time I start being a little more selfish than I already am, especially with my family. I hate to say it and think this way, but more and more I'm really looking forward to moving away from here.

It's time.

Another Funny Mummy Moment

Upon seeing my Dad attempt to wear socks with sandals, my Mom told him not to. My Dad asked, "why not?" My Mom replied: "Because that's gay"

Wanna Overeat?

Then BBQ! Had a BBQ at Mike's house and for some reason played another game (or two) of Monopoly, but this time with more players (Team Beevy was present this time). The BBQ was great, lots of (too much, actualy) food, including "Potato Caesar Salad with Bacon Bits," an interesting kind of potato salad.

Foreplay right before he humped it

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As well, the driveway is on the last day of curing (the sealer). We moved three trees to different locations, and all on a frikin' hot day. On top of the heat stroke, I also acquired a nasty blister on my palm due to the reluctance of myself to wear workgloves. Again, the moral of the story? Don't do any work. (Pictures are on the way. You know, when I'm not lazy)

This Counts As The One Time Per Year

What am I talking about? Our somewhat-annual monopoly game where we humour Jeff and actually play a game. This year's version included Sharon, Mike and Christie. I, unfortunately, became bankrupt first (hope this isn't a real-life trend). We left before finding out Mike won. Ah well, next year (maybe).

Where's my hat? WHERE'S MY HAT?!? Dagnabit!

Damn These Peel Parties

I couldn't miss this one though, it was Ruthie's baby shower one. Ate here, as usual (almost all Peel parties are held here):

I'm gonna open up a Filipino buffet house called "Tagalog"

I tried in my earnest not to overeat, and thought I did a good job. Although, I still felt like I ate too much. Uhhhhhh...I guess no dinner tonight.

Au Revoir Au Uvula

Gonna have my ball removed. No, not that ball. Went to the ENT specialist today and was prescribed to have my uvula (otherwise known as the hangy ball thingy behind the tounge) removed to help ease my mild apnea and snoring. In some medical definitions, though, easing my mild apnea and snoring = easing Sharon's sleep at night in the future.

Regardless, the day operation will occur at Etobicoke Trillium, once known as Queensway General Hospital. I was born there. Just hope I don't become unborn there.

It would seem I have a fascination with these kinds of pictures lately. I hope I'm not gay.

On the bright side, I think I'm finally over that sinus infection. To celebrate, I ate Jerk Pork. To uncelebrate that celebration, I think I will go for a jog.

Next Stop: Broadway

Well, at least off-off-off-off-off-off-off-off-Broadway. So off, that Broadway would not even be a way. Anywho, I ended up doing the skit, and it came off sorta without a hitch (with the exception of the closing song). I was very nervous, but I eventually perserved through it. Everyone said it was good and congratulated us. I was flattered that my Manager kept telling everyone I did everything, although I can't take credit for that. Maybe I'll do it again next year, but for now, I'm really glad it's over with.

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Got my VC5's yesterday on Queen St. W. in Toronto. Yee-uh...I gotta take a picture of all of them.

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Went to Dr. Sy's house at the nighttime to catch up, as usual. He'll be leaving for Calgary for good by next month. Truly, this is the end of an era. Who's next?

You Will Be Mine

Sooner or later. The Nike Shox VC5 is now on sale for $99.99 at Foot Lockers across the GTA. I was actually going to buy them at $149.99, but this is quite the plesant surprise if I do say so myself. The unfortunate part, however, is the fact that they don't have my size (8.5) anywhere except for the location at 337 Queen St. W. in Toronto. As a result, Ken and myself will be going there shortly, and then, this will hopefully round off my collection:

For my mortgage's sake, I hope they don't have a VC6

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Tomorrow is Staff Day, and I somehow got myself into performing in front of 500 people. I don't think I'll be too nervous though. I hope. I think. Yikes. My stomach feels gurgly.

Awenda

First camping trip of 2006 over and done, and it was quite fun. Well, maybe not to my baby all things considering (I'm very, very, very happy you're okay and healthy, relatively speaking), I had a great time. It was a little too cold to go swimming, but we did some good hiking and general loafing. We saw this on the way there:

In the Philippines it was a coconut tree with tsinelas on it

And we had great steak and food. The firewood from the campground was kinda crappy, but the one we bought from a house wasn't not too half bad. But for me, I think, the highlight was the endless amounts of this:

Be-Be-Be-Be-Be-Be-Beeeee...GO BAYSIDE!

That's right, we watched so many episodes of Saved By The Bell I think Sharon will kill me the next time she hears, "brrrrrrrrrrringgggggggg...when I wake up in the morning..." And the poutine from the chip truck on the way home was "Dam Good Fries" (as their motto said). So all in all, a good trip, and I get to do it all again in two weeks when we go to Bon Echo (of Bon Vitz as I like to call it).

How Does OJ Make You Feel?

Went to my first-ever focus group, where the topic was Orange Juice and how the ad pitches were conceived as. Pretty simplistic stuff, and I gave a bunch of retarded answers. Hopefully they ask me back because it was the simplest $60 (I had to subtract $5 for parking) I made in a long time (aside from that whole time I did the WNV crow line where I just sat around watching DVD's). Oh, and I got to eat streetmeat, which is always a treat.

Horny? Does it make you feel...horny?

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Concrete is almost done, and it looks good. Sam, the concrete man, ended up making our whole driveway patterned concrete as opposed to only the walkway (and it looks pretty good). Pictures after he seals it. Of course now that it's done, I only really have 1 year to enjoy it (as I will be moving out next year). Sigh?

Concrete Is Here!

Yee-uh! Now let's just hope they do a good job with it.

Moonlights as a candystriper during the night

Good News Is:

I don't have a brain tumour, like I may have suspected. Bad news is, I still have a sinovial viral infectionitis (I'm not really sure if that's what it's called, but it sound medical enough). And it hurts. A lot. Hopefully it will go away soon. Argh.

Yes, my sinuses are on its regs.

Whadahell

Forgot how the world of contracting can be; waiting for our contractor who is doing the driveway can be frustrating. It totally depends on the weather, and the fact that he has like 6 or 7 other projects on the go makes for more delays. I'd still like to be a contractor though. Maybe.

Ask Me Why I'm Sad

You want to know why? First, take a look at this picture:

Say ahhhhhhhhhhh

Now ask me which of these four works for me. If you guessed any of the above, I would be inclined to tell you "no." Basically, none of them work. I do believe it's because I've been sickly the past couple of days.

But then I got to thinking (which is rare): if I lost my taste sensation forever, what would happen to me? You see, I love to eat and eat all different kinds of foods. If I would not be able to taste, I might have to revert to just eating salads and other healthy food. Then I would become skinny. While that may be an ideal goal, I prefer to be more on the plump and content side. Sigh...(oh, and I usually eat when I'm bummed out. But if I was bummed about this, what would I do? Double sigh)

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Another funny moment, brought to you by my mother:

Upon two teenaged lesbians, hand-in-hand, jaywalking across the street and almost getting hit by our car, she exclaims, "SHUT UP! Paka mamatay..." I'm not sure if that was a shut up to being gay, or a shut up to almost getting hit by our car. Then again, I don't even know if they were talking, so I don't know why my Mom would tell them to shut up.

A Man In His 40's

The 1940's, that is. For Staff Day, I have volunteered myself to be in the skit. As a result, I have to look like, well, a man from the 1940's. So I went out and bought myself some garbs that is somewhat remenicent of the 40's (thank you Goodwill!). I have been trying to master this:

The only thing missing from this tutorial is basic comprehension from yours truly

Now I have to find a tabacco pipe. Yeah... what did I get myself into?

If I Were An X-Man

I would be..."Opulent":

For sure he's a mutant. Check out that waist!

My major power would be attracting the ladies with my suaveness and sophistication. After watching X-Men 3 with Sharon, I have decided this is who I would be. Oh yeah, and Opulent would also be able to fly. Definitely.

Head-Aahch-Ch-Che

I think it's my new glasses that are too tight, but I did get them adjusted. So really it's because I have this headcold that hasn't gone away and all that nose-blowing. Can't wait to get it over with.

I sense...head...ache

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Gonna get the Nike Shox VC 5, complete the quest. Soon.

Bye Bye Driveway And Curbs

After about 16 or so years, the original driveway and curbs from my house are gone. The one thing I remember about these curbs? I almost broke my knee on one of them when I fell playing with my tennis racket when I was 12 or something (don't ask). And now it's gone, hopefully for something much better looking. So without further ado, the "before" picture:

Who knew I could get so emotional over ashphalt?

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So I got the "gift" from my student today, you know, the one I boobed. In front of everyone, she gave me a 36D bra. Clearly this girl is thinking about the situation way too much. Unlike me. Riiiiiight.

So This Is What Hell Feels Like?

I am going to try my hardest to get into heaven, because if hell is as hot as my bedroom, I don't ever want to go to it.

Yes. Yes it is.

Worst Tropical Genetic Person Ever

Yep. That's me. I absolutely hate the sweltering hot heat, and the sticky sweaty body I incur as a result of it. This was me pretty much most of the day (the only thing missing from the pic are my tears, as I cry and whine at how hot it is):

Moments before I went topless in the office

And I'm going to India in Novemeber?!? Good luck with that!

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Got new glasses. I guess I'm going for that "Artsy Chinese Student" look. Or, according to Sharon, the "Dr. Sy" look.

I only wear the glasses when I'm naked

Hey Zeitgeber, please carefully observe the way it looks and try in your darndest not to get the same frames. Unless you want to continue on with the whole "those two are gay" thing or something.

Stages Of Darkness

Is what my skin went through today at the Water Festival. Since I am sick and didn't really want to talk to the kids, I volunteered myself to be groundscrew, which involved picking up garbage with a reacher. It was okay, but my skin went from this to this in a matter of hours:

Apparently I not only changed nationalities, I also changed genders

I am telling myself that I am not going to do the Water Festival next year again. Hopefully I read this post this time next year so I don't forget the feeling. You know, the feeling of...heat stroke.

My Mom Is Funny Too

Not only my Dad. To quipe, and just from today:

-Upon describing Emgee's girlfriend: "she's sexy. She has a nice clevage"

-Upon getting a gift from Marie's Mom: "Wow! Very nice!" She then tells my brother it's a photo album. When she gets home, she asks me, "What is it?" I tell her it's a jewellery box. "Ohhhh"

Eggstacy

Finally met Kiran's husband Himesh, and together with Sharon we went for brunch in Yorkville at a place called "Eggstacy." I had corned beef hash; and then I realized I always have it at home. It was good, but perhaps when I go out to eat I should actually eat something that I don't have at home.

I love the generous vegetable content in this dish

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Then we spent about 2 hours and 45 minutes waxing Sharon's car. Shiney! It was frikin' hot though and I don't think I stopped sweating. Okay, that's it, I think I've had enough of summer already.

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And now, my family is going to meet Marie's family for dinner. Or as my parents always refers these kind of meetings, "Meet The Fockers." I just hope my Dad doesn't start talking about sex or anything...

Never Again

Will I work the Children's Water Festival. Of course I say that now, but inevitably next year when I need overtime I will work it. I think it was because I was sick and I might have been getting heat stroke or something that I was grumpy. Oh, and something like this happened:

Seconds later, dozens of people dance synchronized...

I was "boosting" my student putting on a canopy, when I thought I heard her say, "okay." So I dropped her. Then she started screaming as she fell. So I tried to save her. But ended up grabbing. Her boobs. Oops!

I love my fiance.

2006 Remington 10km Run

Some various pics. Notice the shirt I'm wearing...nope, I'm not bleeding (although I felt like it). I can be in a gatorade ad I think: "Gatorade, is it on you?"

You go pasty white legs

I could've beaten Ian, but you know, I gave it to him

Around the time I got my 5th heart attack

I'm a weiner

I can't even do a finishline pose properly. Dammit.

A Gamble

That's how I feel everytime I eat Indian food, especially rice that is warm as opposed to hot. It was a very good restaurant I went to with Arvin, called "The Kebob" in Malton, but will I pay for it? Maybe I'm just paranoid, but I swear my stomach feels iffy. Let's just hope this doesn't happen to me in the next couple of days:

I picture myself naked when I barf. Oh and without appendages

And A Few More

Just to tide over my wanting to post pics:

Suffe-ring...a heh a whoooo

I like mauling my girl

Hubzygrrrrrrl

My idea of a perfect date

The humble begins of the U.N. Family

Oh I'll Picture You

Don't test me

Solitary confinement for shanking someone

You know what they say about guys and the size of their cars...

Happy 30th Mummy and Duddy!

I was so flushed after this picture

Because I have nothing better to spend my money on

Because Everyone Loves Pictures...

And since I found out I can post pics again, some random pictures from my California trip of Dec./05:

No Vampires bothered me after this

If I were a sea lion, I'm pretty sure I'd look like this

About as much excitement I could muster up...

Let's see Andy and Red do this

The Return Of Pictures?!?

Yes, I go to a nudist colony to get my haircuts

No way!!! Props and daps to Argay for not only informing me I can add pictures now, but also for giving me this awesome haircut. Looks like I'll be making my blog more interesting again to you, my two-three readers. Yee-uh!

I'm Old

Had a conversation with kambal Melanie today. I feel like I'm getting old. Almost 20 years after first meeting her, we're talking about weddings and houses and whatnot. wtf?

But alas, there is always this thought to anchor me down when I have feelings of oldness: I still live with Mommy and Daddy and they still cook for me. I don't know if that's comforting or sad. Maybe a combination of both.

Mabey Um Kahrazay...Proddileeeee

Aside from being a decent song from the next one-hit wonder that is Gnarles Barkley, it's how I describe my inspection style at work. I'll go through stages where I'll do like 7 inspections (like today), then do nothing the next time. Ah well, the enigman that is...Jason.

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I have to clean my car.

Canada, Communist Country

Aside from the stunning use of alliteration, that is the description used by one of my operators I gave a yellow to today. Apparently he thinks his restaurant is a world-class establishment. I don't. Now he says he is going to complain to the Chairman of Peel Region, Emil Kolb. Wow...instead, maybe he should, I don't know, clean up his restaurant instead. Argh. Sometimes I love my job, but sometimes it's really frustrating.

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I think someone likes me, and it's not my fiance.

The Pinch-Me Code

Pinch me because it's confusing as heck. Well, at least for me. I've been told it's because "you have to read the book." Perhaps, but the movie makes me not want to read it anymore.

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I'm fat. I gotta do something about that.

Sometimes I Love My Job

Especially working for double overtime, but working entails watching DVD while two calls only come in. It's a little weird/creepy though being pretty much the only person in the building. Doesn't help that I'm watching CSI and I think someone is going to kill me in here. Now I'm watching Total Recall...and am finally starting to get it...sorta. It was always one of those movies I never truly got.

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Mixing salad with chili creates a great result. I think I should try it more often.

Come On, Eat My Bum

Oh that Madagascar, that was a funny movie.

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I spent two hours cleaning my bathroom today, bleaching pretty much everything. It would be much more satisfying if only I used the bathroom, and if only I used the bathroom, it didn't get dirty.

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Who the heck works on a Sunday of a Long Weekend? Well, apparently those that want to make double overtime. Thank goodness I bought that portable DVD player. Aside from CSI, what am I going to watch?

Hot Stud?

In my imaginary (?) world, I'm a hot stud. I'm trying to convince Sharon that she should be jealous. I don't think it's working. But really though, I'm flattered.

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I really want to go to Chicago to pick up my car parts...

Never Again Tabico Jr.

Will I listen to you about Mary Brown's. Let's just say it was a gluttonfest and I'm not eating for the rest of the day.
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New eyeglasses on the way; a mix of old school/new school. Perhaps. Whatever the case, I'll have to wait about two weeks for them. Blah.

Mahhhhhhhsahhhhhhhehhhhhhhhh

Needed that good back massage. Thank God for benefits from work!
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Hooking up my portable DVD player to my system in my car, I realized something:
Looks Like I Made It!

Dialated Pupils

It's a trip. My eyes are buggin' right now. No prescription change, but a glasses frame change looks to be coming. Bridge frame, bring back the old school? Let's see.
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So this skit thing for Staff Day I volunteered for...yeah...hopefully it's not a big mistake. The lady "running the creative side of things" is a nutjob and perhaps only an above-average horrible amature actress at best. Who says I'm a hater?

That Stress Off My Mind

The presentation didn't go that badly. I got good feedback, and the crowd was receptive.
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Before I did my presentation, I went for lunch. As I was entering the building, I heard some chirping, and this feeling someone was following me. Turns out that someone was a duckling. I was going to run late and there were other people around, so I thought the duckling would leave me and follow them. Apparently, though, I seemed to be it's Mommy. Maybe because I petted it? I dunno, but I was sad to leave the duckling. I had to.

Then when I left the building a couple of hours later, I went to look for it. Couldn't find it. But I did see a duck with a bunch of ducklings following it. I hope that duckling that was following me was with that pack.

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Met my student I'm mentoring (tormentoring?) for the summer. She seems nice, hopefully it won't be like that debacle from last year.

Update:

So I got the results back from the race:

-2005 official time: 53:34.7

-2006 official time: 53:47.2

-2005 chip time: 52:12.1

-2006 chip time: 53:13.6

Still pretty good considering I didn't really train this year. Lessons learned?

1. Train

2. Don't waste time trying to wash off gatorade that spilled on your shirt while you ran

3. Don't stop and drink water

4. Don't "carbo-load" too much before a race

5. Lose weight

6. A-heh-a-heh-a-hem....nevermind

7. Don't break your arm while trying to train

8. Don't slow down near the end thinking about how you are going to pose at the finish line

Looks like the feeling I have right now is that I'll do it next year again. Hopefully that feeling won't go away, because maybe, just maybe, I may try to beat that 50 minute mark. Arvin is already at the 49 minute mark which is just insane to me. Oh yeah, and Ian and Patrick also beat me, but I'd like to think I just let them.

Nice Meeting You...Restaurant

Pretty catchy name for the dimsum restaurant we went to for Mother's Day. My Dad is funny...when the bill came, I gave him $40. He put it in his wallet. Then he proceeded to take out the money from his wallet and pay the bill. You know, as if he paid for it, and my Mom fell for it. Not wanting him to steal my thunder, I told my Mom, "this was my Mother's Day gift to you, I gave $40." So I pretty much busted my Dad. (Oh yeah, the bill came out to like $35.78. I told my Dad just to put in the $40. He thought it was too much tip. Classic)

* * *

I am pretty sore. Ugly sore, in fact.

Unbefrikinleevabull!

How is it that this year, when I hardly train at all, end up with almost the same time as last year? Crazy!

Also crazy was that I had one of those psychic feelings that I would be seeing my old religion teacher Bob Ryan again. So today, I was running beside this guy from I think kilometre 3 to the end. We encouraged ourself at the end (saying things like, "there's the end, let's go!"), and when we saw each other at the finish line, I said, "hey! Mr. Ryan! I was in your religion class in high school!" Who knows, but I kept pace with him almost the entire race. Oh, and I ended up chickening out on posing at the end, but I did stop on the mat and smiled. Hopefully the pictures this year won't be as bad as my pregnant wet t-shirt looking poses from last year.

So does this mean I'll do it again next year? Let's see in a couple of months from now...

In About Four And One Half Hours From Now...

I will be running my second Mississauga Marathon 10km Remmington Run in about as many years. I have not trained that much (hardly, if any), and I am currently loaded up with a bountyful amount of carbs (Arvin and I ate pasta at an Italian/Portugese joint). I am only confident in one thing: I will not do as well as last year. I will, however, finish this race and I will have to contemplate if I am going to do it again next year (it was supposed to be a yearly tradition).

So The 10km Run Is Tomorrow

I guess that's all I can really say about that. Good luck to me. I need all of it as much as I can.

Picked up my race pack today. It sort of started to get me pumped again about running, just like talking to one of the PHIs today about how he runs 10km almost everyday.

And then I realized what running involves. Physical exertion. Tiredness. Pain in joints.

I like to live so seesawish.

Yackety Sax

Otherwise known as the great Benny Hill song. I've been playing it over and over. Such a classic and great song. I think I will go and squeeze girls behinds now (that joke only works with people who know about Benny Hill).

Dealing With Conflict

Not that I am right now. I took yet another course today on it. I doubt I'll ever really use it because I found out today I am a collaborator, which apparently is a good thing.

* * *

I'm hungry. I also have to run on Saturday. Now those are two of the most random statements I could think of that don't really have a relationship to each other. I dunno.

Yes, I Watch Gilmore Girls

And what an episode it was last night. I'm usually a Rory kind of guy, but boy oh boy did Lorelai's storyline certainly take a turn. Somehow I can't wait for the next season.
* * *

Gotta take the computer in again. Hopefully all will be well.

4 Days Left?!?!?

What happened to that countdown to my marathon where it was going to get me extremely worried so I would have to train a lot? Now it's only 4 more days to it, and I still don't really have motivation. I guess the plan of: "train as minimilistically as possible and try your hardest during the run" is panning out afterall.

Such a shame because today is such a beautiful day and I should be out there running. A shame indeed.

Happy 30th Anniversary To The Best Parents Ever

Of course they are my only parents, but that's besides the point.

* * *

Took an effective presentations course today. I have to think of a presentation to do for next week. I learned today: I am very nervous when it comes to speaking in front of large groups. That's no surprise to me. I really have to get over this mental roadblock.

It's Impossible...

Damn this Kayne song is in my head. I keep playing it over and over, good beats, catchy hook.

* * *

Long day today, punctuated by a lot of socializing:

-woke up, found out there was a blackout. A concerned Arvin called and said, "is there a blackout?" Following my affirmative reply, he goes, "okay, I gotta go, I'll talk to you later." My best guess is that his bank heist must've been foiled due to the power outage

-picked up my Portable DVD player. Thankfully everything was included and it works great

-picked up Karen in Toronto. Got a phone call from Mellie asking us to wait for her (she kept calling the wrong number thinking it was my cell phone number. This is typically Mellie. I mean, when I dropped her back, her eyeglasses were on top of her car, as she left it on top of there for hours...lol)

-went to Hamilton and met up with Nicole and Barbara. Wally and Ronnie were the only ones missing, so I was the pimp. Mentioned to them about my pending wedding, and a lot of the conversation was dominated about wedding talk. I did not tell Nicole that I used to want to hump her

-got back, and dropped off everyone. Then promptly went to bubble tea and met up with Dr. Sy and significant other, Murse BJ and Ives. Oh yeah, Happy Birthday guys. Jeff passed by as I was leaving , and I also ran into David Chu and Evelyn Kam. Told them we were engaged. Wasn't sure if I wasn't supposed to, but I did tell Dave, "no pressure!"

-picked up Sharon and Nina and went to the decorators house. It's all set. Only thing left is the photographer and DJ

-got gas (afterall that driving, damn I needed some), and finally went home

Phew!!!

That Was Some Expensive Shrimp

But that's okay because it is Dr. Sy and Murse BJ's birfdays. We ate at Chinadoll Restaurant, where the meal came to over $50/person. But the food was pretty alright; the calamari salad with lime-miso dressing was pretty awesome and shrimp wasn't half-bad.

Everyone ended up going to Fez Boutique, but seeing as how Sharon and I are an old married couple and really weren't into the clubbing thing, we ended up going home. I'm pretty sure they are drunk by now, so I can convince them that I was indeed there.

How Are Mongolians Not Obese?

Went to Mongolian Grill with Conrad and Corinna, who is visiting for the week from Washington State. Damn good food, I may have overate a tad bit too much, but that just means I most likely won't be eating a full dinner tonight. Ah well.

* * *

I am the overly emotional one in my relationship. While that won't be a surprise to most people, sometimes it's hard for me not to be. Sigh.

* * *

Good News: my internet is back at home.

Somewhat Bad News: it's damn slow. Damn slow.

Zeitgeber

I don't know what that is, but I think someone does. Now that that thought has crossed my mind, I am assuming someone may be upset and will from this point on either: a)will be even more cryptic with posts; b)not post anything anymore; c)change their address all together; d)blame me for liking zeitgeber's first in grade 5; or the most unlikely e)remain doing the status quo.

I hope e) is the answer because I've known about this for a while and I ain't saying anything to anybody about anything written there. It's not like I was looking for it, per se. It just happened to stumble my way. Honest!

Blah For Some Reason

Maybe it's work? I dunno. Or maybe because I bought a Portable DVD player on eBay for cheap, but I am not sure if it comes with a battery. Oops, I hope so.

* * *

My parents 30th anniversary on Monday, so I have to find a gift. I can't believe they have been together for 30 years; it's a little scary thought to me. It'll be crazy when Sharon and I are at that point. But first things first...I suppose we should get married first.

Slow, Slow, Slow, BOOM

That's how my day at work went. Got some vague call yesterday about some skunks having rabies which culminated in me meeting my Director telling him everything I know (which wasn't much). Then working "feverishly." Yikes, I might get used to this working hard thing. Errrr...maybe not.

* * *

What I want is not necessarily what I need, but I still want a portable DVD player. Just how much I'm willing to spend is a whole other discussion.

It's Back!!!

Yee-uh! My home internet is back! And also my back is...broken.

Well, not really, but after clearing out the side of my house, it's definitely had a workout. I don't mind though, because it's gonna be concreted in a couple of weeks. Too bad I'm only gonna enjoy it for a year or so (I'll be moving out by next year).

* * *

This is what one of my fiances' opinions of her: "Sharon is a very bright, conscientious person with solid competencies in terms of scientific, analytical,communication and collaborative skills with a keen desire to contributeto the success of the team."

I couldn't agree more.

Still Crossing Fingers

Blogging at work. Meh. I want home internet already.

Crossing Fingers...

Internet working for now, although not in my room. Let's hope my Dad can fix this thing.

* * *

Went for a 10km run today. I'm still in trouble. TWO WEEKS!!!

This Close To Going To The Library Everyday

This is perhaps the longest I've been without the Internet at home since we first got it. It's almost like I'm living in the 90's again. I feel so disconnected (no pun intended); I'm like missing out on my favorite websites. But then again it's also pretty refreshing for some reason. Perhaps it may also be because I have the Internet at work. I dunno, but it's weird not spending at least 3 hrs. a day surfing the net. Yikes.

Cramping My Home Life

The lack of Internet service, that is. Luckily I don't do much work at work that I can afford to update this here. Fortunately, not a lot of stuff has been happening. Kind of anti-climatic.

Resorting To Doing It At Work

No, that that "it." Blogging that is. So that's what it's like to not have internet services at home. I've resorted to posting at work. Not that I mind because I'm running out of things to do here.

Put my stock wheels on last night, because I want to do the whole sha-bang when I get all my parts installed. Plus it doesn't hurt to save on gas mileage, I guess.

So tired because I slept pretty late last night. I just kept watching TV for some unknown reason, and then I found out why: it was fate that I was to watch Alexis Bledel on Conan last night. I didn't even know she was supposed to be on! And then I got upset because I missed 3/4 of the interview. Maybe it was fate to tease me. Maybe.

What You Know About That?

That damn T.I. song is in my head. Prolly doesn't help I downloaded it and am listening to it right now.

* * *

My girl is funny. The reason she doesn't remember a lot of my relatives names: "They are like mice in a pet cage; they all look the same, talk the same and move the same. It's hard to distinguish Filipinos"

* * *

Dr. Sy is also funny. Upon passing Pathfinder Way Park near Sharon's house, he said, "You know, for years, because this park is near Sharon's house and Sharon's Indian, I thought is was Path-fin-der. It didn't even occur to me that it was Path-find-er"

* * *

Well that wasn't long. Some kids stole my valve caps on my rims. Erg.

Well That Was A Lark

Spent some time with my main girl and the boys yesterday, including going to St. Jacobs and culminating in drinking Strongbow at Cooper's Pub and walking home. Good times, and wtf? I drank?!?

Now Arvin is telling me a story of how he locked himself out of the house and how he slept in the garage. "It's all about the story"

Blist-ERG

So I have a crazy blister as a result of my orthotics and my recent 10km jog. I went to get it adjusted AGAIN, this time hopefully for good.

* * *

T.J.'s Old Chicago pizza is deeeee-lish on the deeeeeeeep-diiiiiiiiiish tip. Yum...

Beautiful Weather

Awesome weather, hope if keeps up. Really nice driving the "countryside" today.

We're slowly getting the house ready for next year's onslaught of visitors for the weddings. Lights up, looks better.

Mah-sahhhhhhh-(ge)

One of the best massages I got today. Now I can run. Right.

Wedding Reception On A Tuesday

Hey, the Chinese Calendar said it would be a good day for Bobby and Ning. It's also good for me; Peiking Duck!!! I wish they get married once a month.

Spontaneous Fiance

It's a rare occasion, but it's always great. Today, I had a dayoff. She didn't. I wanted to go for lunch. She brought one already. She still went with me for lunch. Ain't that a doozy.

And tomorrow...ends the four day weekend. I was really getting accustomed to the whole "not working" thing.

Happy Easter

I think I've overloaded on chocolate (and sugar for that matter) already.

* * *

I have a 10km run in a couple of weeks. I really, really, really have to start training hard. Or not. I may be able to answer the question, "how well can you run 10km if you haven't really trained at all?"

The End Of An Era?

Went to Moxies with the guys and realized, "we are all going to be elsewhere in the near future." Everything changes, nothing stays the same, but alas life goes on. Cherish the memories, and live for new ones. Blah.

* * *

New number sign up and soon to be exterior lights...looks a-okay

CSI:NY

Oops...looks like I got myself into a third CSI show. It may not be as unintentionally funny as Horatio "Shades" Caine and the spectacle that is CSI:Miami, but it'll do.

* * *

Some amusing (at least I thought) statements from my Dad as we drove from Toronto:

-[upon passing a Mosque and Synangouge that were situated right beside each other]: "Why the heck would they put those two together that close? There is going to be a war now"

-[upon noticing a bunch of Muslims on Bayview and Steeles]: "They allowed Muslims here? I thought only Jewish people were allowed here"

-[upon seeing a policeman with a radar in his hand]: "They are even trying to make money on Good Friday?"

-[while I was trying to merge onto the highway, I was following a Benz who was also trying to merge but was going painfully slow]: "Why do they have such a nice car but going so slow? I bet you they are Chinese...I bet you they are Chinese...I bet you they are Chinese...[upon me passing the aforementioned car and noticing the driver was, in fact, not Chinese]...see! I told you she's a woman driver"

My Dad is funny to me.

Bling Bling

The wheels are on and I'm happy; but will be even more happier when I get all the suspension parts in.

* * *

My future Father-in-law had his hernia operation today. Get well soon to him.

* * *

Dr. Sy is back, and we had a quick get together with all the boys at Kelsey's. Man, we're all getting old.

* * *

Employee of the month! Sure it's not really a company-wide recognized achievement, but it's good to feel special to my team at least.

* * *

4 day weekend!

Tires To Rims

Mounted and balanced by tomorrow hopefully. So excited, so very excited...

I Don't Think I Can Go Back To School

Especially after taking a Microsoft Access training course (as an aside, when the heck am I even going to use that program?). I don't think I'm able to sit still and learn without falling asleep. Oh to be smart, without actually trying.

Just like to be muscular but without working out. My muscles are seriously hurting due to working out. Ouch

Interesting Find Of The Day

My Dad thinks "the gay" is going to win the Muchmusic VJ search because he knows all the answers to the music questions. wtf? My Dad watches the Muchmusic VJ search?!? Then again he also thinks judge Traci Melchor is Filipino because the last name sounds Filipino.

Spring Cleaning = Mad Ah-Chooing

Did some big cleaning in the basement today. It also means I was getting frustrated (at my parents for not throwing out more of their junk and the lack of help from my brothers), and all the dust made me sneeze a lot (which added to my frustrations). But at least it's getting cleaner. The only drawback is that I didn't enjoy the nice weather today. Oh yeah, and my marathon thing is coming up pretty darn soon. I guess I won't be beating/matching my time from last year. Oh well. I don't seem to be so bent out of shape about it. Apathy rules!

Sant Yahkobs

Did some wedding stuff, got full on Schnitzel, drove a lot. Woo-wheeeeeeee

Come Hoe

Actually, that's Kumho, as in Kumho Ecsta 711's. Unbelievable...I ordered the tires on Wednesday from www.carmodifier.com and they pleasantly come in today. Can't wait to put them on!

* * *

Went to White Bros. (actually now called King's Table) Fish n' Chips in T.O. with Arvin and Nina after I dropped off Sharon to network with some workmates at Jamie Kennedy's Kitchen. The halibut was haliluyah because it melt in your mouth. Then we went to the Fairmount and visited Maly at her work. I think Arvin is in love. Oh yeah, and she does the kiss-kiss thing. I guess I gotta start that now?

Meetings With Supervisors Are Like...

...I'd say something snappy, but I can't think of anything. Basically, it sucks, especially when your supervisors are all so full of themselves and idiots. Seriously.

Can't wait to get a house for some reason. Nice day today, I think I'll go jogging. Oh yeah, shouldn't I be training or something? 37 more days!!!

Ober Da Tyme

Cha-ching! Sometimes it's okay to work on other people's mistakes and get 3.5 hours of overtime. Every little bit helps. Otherwise I may be in the same predictcament as one of my workmates, who apparently is figuring out now that attaining a $430000 mortgage may be impossible without forgoing things in the future, like food and water. Seriously, what were you thinking?

* * *

Deal or no deal? Interesting show concept but some damn annoying contestants.

I Try...

Not to skip blog days. But somedays I don't have anything to talk about. Today, though, I do.

I did a StatsCan pre-screening test for a part-time position. It was funny because: a)there was a husband and wife team that disclosed that he once had a restraining order put on him. By her. And she was wondering if that meant she had a criminal record; and, b)after the test instructor goes, "leave box CL blank, do not write anything in it", someone (presumably someone who didn't understand english well?) five seconds later says, "what do we write in box CL?" If this is my competition, good luck to me.

Now then, if I actually get this part-time job: do I really want it? I think it would work out to something like $10-$11 an hour, but it may involve talking to people on the phone. I hate it when they call me, and I may soon be one of "they." Yikes.

I'm Playin' Basketball...

With a bunch of kids 10 years younger than I. Oh jeez I'm old.

Feelin' discombobulated and don't really know why. Restless, I suppose and not really wanting to work. Bleh.

Roasty Jack's

Despite it being a bit expensive, it was pretty cool to have turkey and stuffing for lunch. It was like Thanksgiving!

Of course, if I could actually taste I imagine it would've been a whole lot better.

* * *

Is it bad luck to see your future bride in her dress before the wedding? Maybe, but not if it's more than a year and half before the said wedding (at least that's what I believe. I think?)

* * *

Great trade option I can't believe I didn't think of before: Calgary for Motorcycle. Yee-uh!

I'm Not Thick

I thwear, I'm not. Sigh.

Tho Thick

Its hath now progrethed intho a full lithp thickness. Bleh.

I think it also affected me because I almost lost it when an operator called me complaining about the stupidest things. She started telling me to not get frustrated, where I proceeded to rudely say to her, "do not lecture me" and hung up. Maybe it wasn't that dramatic, but damn does this woman piss the hell out of me. Bleh again.

So Sick

No, I'm not Ne-Yo, but damn I'm getting sick. I feel bleh.

Had my sleep Doctor appointment and found out I have a mild form of apnea. Looks like I may need surgery, we'll see.

Cleaned the inside of my car. Shiney!

Cha-ching!!! Just got a refund from JLB Motorsports so my rims are even more cheaper...I can now buy the tires for them. Yee-uh! No more stress/frustration from that!

Such A Great Weekend...

...I had to recover by staying home today. Score!

I woke up late because I watched all sorts of TV last night, including the horrible "The Abyss." I used to love the movie as a kid, or at least I thought I did. But after watching it last night, it involves all sorts of crying and horrible acting. Then I found out James Cameron wrote and directed it, thus almost negating my surprise. Looks like I'll never get those hours of my life back again.

Whatta Weekend

Crazy amount of eating. It's like I was on vacation or something. I tried to offset some of it by jogging, but about 3/5 of the way I started to develop a crazy blister on the arch (due to the new orthotic). It hurts to walk. Then we went to Shopsie's.

I don't think I'm going to eat tomorrow. Or the day after. Crackers and water at the most.

Speaking of tomorrow, all of a sudden I feel *cough*cough*

Best Day Ever

Great "surprise" birthday celebration. Got picked up in the morning, went horseback riding and to Johnny Rockets for lunch. Oh yeah, and I got engaged too.

I now have a fiance. Sounds weird, but it's perhaps the best birthday gift I ever got. I love you baby!

26 Years Ago

My mother gave birth to me. A lot has happened since, a lot more will happen. I try not to get philosophical or sentimental, but just knowing I am getting older and am now 7 years removed from being a teenager, I can't help but feel crumdegeonily. Nonetheless, I am happy, and will soon get even more happier. Wink!