Not Only A Surgery

I also have a fever. Well, Cabin Fever anyway. There really is just so much TV you can watch. I would like to be more productive or something, but I have this weird soreness-pain in my shoulders, neck and back of the head. If I stay still, it's not so bad. So...I stay still.

Which brings me up to the "medication" I am supposed to be taking. The Doctor prescribed for me Codiene and Tylenol-3 (which is a combo of tylenol and codiene according to Murse BJ). Now Codiene causes nausea (which I had quite a bit of, to the point I actually vomitted last night). Tylenol, well, is supposed to suppress pain. But if codiene causes pain, why bother taking the medication anyway? So...I didn't. I might just take regular Tylenol tonight if the pain really persists. Otherwise, I'm gonna be a hero and ignore it (well of course that's dumb. You don't have to tell me that.)

So then what is the most eventful thing I did today? I watched Ella Enchanted:

Bend it like Cinderella

It was actually a funny and entertaining movie. In fact, I think I may have a Rory-sized crush on Anne Hathaway now. She's not the prettiest of the bunch, but she certainly seems the most...genuine? Plus she's funny. Okay, I'll stop gushing now, but do know I had to of course search for her on the web. And I found topless pics of her. Heehee...

Good News:

I'm alive!

Bad news:

It hurts something fierce. The morphine given to me makes me feel nauseous and woozy. The meds given to me are worse than Buckley's. I think I still hear myself snoring. I may have underestimated the time I have to take off work; the Surgeon gave me a note saying I need to take a week off (oops). I am starving, as water and room temperature lugao is not satiating my hungry, but then again I'm not hungry. My energy is down. I feel a bit disoriented and unbalanced (more than usual). And worse of all...I already miss solid food.

Ah well, so begins the long road to recovery.

Ode To An Onion

On thy eve of an operation,

I had this, well, not tingling sensation;

fear, angst, worry, hurting

I only knew one thing that be certain;

tomorrow thy uvula be banished

but that's okay, I hath eat something Spanish.

Onion.

Bloomin' onion.

Heart attack on a plate. Yum!

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A wee bit nervous, yes, but many thanks for the encouragement and reassurances of "no problems" to all the people. This time tomorrow, I will be without my uvula; while a minor surgery, the prospect of surgery still somewhat frightens me. But I better suck it up and be a man. This is for the future, no doubt.

So what better way to celebrate the end of solid food, at least for a while? Nachos, deep fried onion, and steak! Texas Longhorn Baby. Good food, good company...good bye (solid food). Lu-gao here I come!

Dirty Screechez

So if the rumours are true, the world will be in a better place: Dustin "Forever Screech" Diamond will be coming out with a sex tape. Not only the fact are two girls willing to be humped by him in the video, it apparently has one of the most funniest disgusting acts that can happen. If you don't know what I'm talking about, look at this pic for a clue:

Can't wait till Urkel does one

You know, AC Slater and Zack wouldn't have stood for this. In fact, I can picture Zack going into Screech's room while he was getting prepared, with Preppy going, "Stop Screech!" But then Screech starts singing, "I'm so excited...I'm so excited...I'm so...scared..." (Okay, some serious SBTB references there, but if Jesse Spano and Screech ever make a sex tape together there is no way in hell I am not getting it...just because I wouldn't be a true fan if I didn't...)

50% Not Evil!

You Are 50% Evil

You are evil, but you haven't yet mastered the dark side.Fear not though - you are on your way to world domination.

How Evil Are You?

I did some random online test from Rowena, and found out I'm 50% evil. BUT, that also means I'm 50% not evil. Yay?

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Happy Birfday to the aforementioned Rowena! May you have all of life's happiness and having a great time in Spain. I so jealous. Ham!

Potatoes

I love them, especially when they are made in a chicken broth and lemon base. Yummmm...(yep, I had them today).

It's like potatoporn

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So in a couple of days time, I will be "under the knife" for my throat. Nervous much? Yep, you betcha. But it should be fine. I just don't have a high threshold for pain, according to Sharon. I would disagree, but it's hard to when I do agree. It hurts just thinking about it.
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Last night's G-squared episode wasn't too bad, but there was just something missing. I think the departure of the creator definitely has a part in it. Not that I'm an affecionado or anything.

Ta Ta Tabico

So today we had our going away party for my buddy at work, Tony "Tabico, Jr." Camara. There were about 22 of us at the Pizza Hut Lunch Buffet.

Pizza Hut and Nothin' But

Let's just say we made our waitress very, very happy. Tabico will be going to the Mississauga. I'll miss the guy, and hopefully we'll still be able to do our "field trips" (wink).

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It's great talking to Kathie about wedding preparations. Seems like we're in the same boat. Only exception is, she's either having it in April or in October of next year. Yep, that certainly narrows it down. But, she doesn't know who she will invite from the office, if she invites anyone at all. I know how that feels...yikes...mine is coming up pretty damn soon...

A Lot In The Noggin'

A lot on the mind. Lots of work, lots of worry, lots of angst. Hopefully it will be better in a couple of days.

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But enough about that, guess what I'm all excited for tomorrow? That's right! This:

You know what I want to be? Grass

(Sorry Jen, I don't think I can make it out tomorrow, seeing the way the week has been, I'll probably get called to go out again. I'll be watching with much trepadition. Whatever that means. We shall do it another time though; thanks for the invite!)

(If your name was not Jen, the above message did not applly to you. This one does, though)

Dog Gone It

So as I was saying beforehand, I'm the oncall PHI this weekend. And boy, has it been relatively busy. Today, I got a call from a guy who just came from India that was bit by his father's dog there. The Doctor's there, apparently very worried about Rabies, really wanted him to get the Rabies Vaccination. I tried to talk him out of it (as it meant I had to actually do work...lol), but to no avail.

So I went to the Mississauga office, only to find out the pass card doesn't work there. Then I went to my office, only to find out my own pass card doesn't even work either. I was annoyed already because Sharon was waiting in the car and we were supposed to be at Che and Brian's kid Jacob's Baptismal party. So I had to wait for security to come, blah blah blah. Basically, I had to do all this because the guy thought he might get rabies.

See, if you get bit by a dog that looks like this:

Smile for the camera! So cute!

Then yes, I might agree with you. But when I'm hungry, I have to go to a party, I'm on-call, and I can't even get inside my own frikin' building, then you don't have rabies.

Merry Marriage Jereg

So this morning I got called into work for a fire and a nursing home outbreak. Overtime is great I guess, but only problem was, I was supposed to go to a wedding in Ajax. Suffice it to say, I was a wee bit late going to Team Jereg's (aka Gren) wedding. Luckily Sharon had a ride with Team Miknifer.

The wedding itself was pretty fun, although I missed the rather amusing ceremony (according to everyone that was there). Some tidbits from the wedding:

-Teams Miknifer, Tiista (Tim and Krista) and Patvica (Patrick and Ludvica) were at our table

-Ludvica and Patrick got married last month, which was a secret. Good on them, and much good lucks as well

-the food was great, not too much, just the right portions

-the cake was just as awesome as Miknifer's wedding cake

-Newfies are a hilarious bunch (Greg is a Newfie). I often wonder what it would be like to be a Newfie, but then that thought quickly disappears after I see exactly how much they drink

-no emergency calls through the rest of the night. Hopefully it's not because there was no reception (the hall was in Uxbridge!)...I can just imagine, "you have one new message...first message...you are fired"

-the most amusing part of the night for me had to be this incident:

(Greg and Jen were going to do the cutting of the cake ceremony, when the DJ started playing that song "Cotton Eyed Joe", the same song I find annoying whenever they play it at Raptors games)

Tim to Krista: "Damn this is a great song!"
Greg outloud: "Cotton Eyed Joe!!! Man, he had to play this now when I'm cutting the cake? It's bringing me back to my University days!"

Me: (non-stop laughing). Sometimes, white people make me laugh

One level higher than a platinum record. Plutonium record?

Anywho, good luck to them. I am slowly realizing that in just over a year, I will be married myself. Wow. Yikes.

"Woah...Look At That...Dad?!?"

So today I find out my Dad went to a strip club with a family friend who's here from the Philippines. I imagine if I went to the same strip club and saw my Dad and Titos there, that's what my reaction would have been (just for the record, I haven't been to a strip club in like three years...well one if you count the times I did inspections there). I dunno, the thought of late 50 year olds going to a strip club? I wonder if the boys and I will go when we're old. That might just be a little weird?

Oh, and I totally imagine my Dad complaining about the cost of drinks. He'll be so "nako! Mas mahal! When I went here when I first came to Canada, a drink would cost less than a dollar! Okay, one drink and let's go." Or even worse, the thought of a stipper asking my Dad if he wants a lap dance. Yikes.

Partay over hurr!

I Yam A Ham

Kam on blogspot, you're usually good with the pics. Well, if the pictures were working, I would've posted a picture of "The Museum of Ham" in Spain. Rowena is going on a Spain trip next week, and one of her highlights is going to the Museum of Ham. For one reason or another, I'm kinda envious. I want Spanish Ham. As long as it doesn't taste like that awful "cooked ham" deli meats you can get at delis. Talk about filler.

If there was, say, a Museum of Steak...I'd more than likely plan a trip around that for sure. Mmmmm...steak...

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Worst song I've heard in a long time? That eenie meenie mynnie mo "hip hop" song. Seriously...it's horrible on so many levels. What's next? Icka lacka horses' kaka?

Salad Kinged!

So I was having one of my patented restless after work moods today. I didn't feel like going to Yorkdale Mall again, so Arvin obliged with my latest idea: Eaton Centre!

So we got there and looked around the mall. There has definitely been a lot of changes since I've last been there. Then when we got hungry, we were going to go to New Ho King (heehee), but instead played the audible and went to my original Thai joint from my university days, Salad King. I always told my workmates my favourite Phud Thai of all time was from Salad King; and I was not disappointed. I also ordered a Coconut Milk soup, which was also delicious.

Although, there was undertones of it being my "last supper" as Arvin put it. As some might know, I'm having a day surgery next week for my throat. I think Arvin might have thought I might not make it through*. He talked about how before his Lola died, they had a dinner with her rather unexpectedly. Oh, and he also paid for my meal without me knowing it. wtf?!?

And the nail in the coffin (so to speak)? When we passed by a cemetery on the way to Arvin's salsa class studio and he said, "are you scared? Do you want to go in? We can find you a spot." Tanks man...tanks.

*this has a very successful surgery rate, kinda like a tonsil surgery. Even my own girlfriend tells me I'm being too dramatic when I question if I'm gonna wake up from the anesthesia

I Can Now Swallow Stool

Infected with Salmonella typhi. Not that I ever would, because, well, that's just not normal. BUT, in the inadvertant chance I do, I have been vaccinated with Typhrix. India here I come!

You Go Kat Kat

So my workmate Kathie this past weekend became part of the engaged club. Her story went like this:

Kathie and Tyler went to Quebec City this past Thursday. Tyler hid the ring in the stack of Connect Four chips (they play Connect Four on their trips). Kathie finally found it after playing more than half the game (she went on to win the game). He didn't ask her to marry him, although he was going to say it in French (because they were in Quebec). Then again, she really, really didn't want one of those embarassing proposals, otherwise she'd go crazy (I've seen her crazy before). I wonder what she would've done if he pulled it from behind her ear.

The funniest part was her telling everyone at work: Kathie e-mailed a bunch of people that she was engaged. Then exactly 20 seconds later, she ran out of the office so no one could ask her any questions and she turned off her cell phone. Awesome. (Oh and Rowena called it by predicting they would get engaged this past weekend...if only she could predict lottery numbers for me)

What Did I Learn Today?

That whenever I work on my car, something goes wrong. Actually, I lie, I didn't just learn that today. I learnt that a long while back.

BUT...it's always a good feeling when that scary feeling that my car might be broken actually turns out okay. Like today, when I finally finished installing all my car parts, and there was that big moment of "ohoh"... as in "ohoh I think I just took something out that can't be put back in. As always though, God had my back and made it work just fine. Thank God!

Not to be confused with TV repairman

And somehow these "2 hours tops" kind of jobs always turns into "how did it get to 4 hours?" Auto mechanic...I are not.

Two Great Words

If ever there were two words that were forever meant to be together, it would be: Jerky and Beef.

Dried Smoked Goodness

So Sharon and I went to Vaughn Mills today, and upon entering the Bass Pro shop, I noticed that a big bag o' jerky was on sale for $4.88 (reg. price: $8.97). So I doubled up, one Terryaki Flavour, the other Sweet and Spicy Flavour. I almost didn't get the S and S because it was apparently sold out, but the Chinese employee there found one of the last bags there for me. Score!

So I ate beef jerky and had a Peach Julius drink...awesome. Jason recommends!

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Sharon and I then went to look at houses. I think I found the home I would like to live in. Too bad we're still like 9 months away from buying one. Maybe we better stop looking for now.

Tangents

Sometimes I go off on tangents, which comes as no surprise to some people. I caught myself on this one today:

saw on CP24 that Dog the Bounty Hunter was arrested -> always wanted to know what a bail bondsman does -> checked wikipedia -> saw a link on Boba Fett, the Star Wars character that was a bail bondsman and bounty hunter -> read up on Boba Fett, saw a link to Darth Maul -> read up on Darth Maul, saw a link to Jedi Knights -> read up on Jedi Knights -> one hour later, I am more knowledgable on bail bondsman and Count Dooku

hadookieeee

Smart

So as I've said before, I find my parents pretty funny (although they are not intentionally trying to be funny). It's not that I'm making fun of them, but rather they say things that I just find amusing. Another one happened this morning, as I drove my Mom to work:

Ken, one of my best friends and the Smart Car Salesman, lent my neighbour, the world record holder guy, a Smart Car because he is going to attempt to break the record of pushing a car continuously for 24 hours around Lake Aquataine. I coincidentally called Ken the moment my neighbour was there, so Ken told him that I live right in front of him. Yesterday when I got home, we finally said hi to each other, but at the same moment, my Mom got home and saw me talking to him.
So this morning, my Mom asked me, "So Ken let him borrow the Smart Set?"

Can be worn with dress pants

Pigee

That's what I call the hairs on my chin, because it's not quite a goatee. In fact, the hairs are so sparse, it just looks like it's dirty. But I don't care, I wanna see how long I can pull this off before I, well, pull it off.

This is how long mine will be...in about 68 years

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Anyone remember that episode of Seinfeld where Kramer goes on a test drive with the salesman, and the gas light goes on, and the salesman is scared they are going to run out of gas but Kramer convinces him to keep going? Well yesterday, my gas light started flashing in Oakville (as I was coming home from Niagara). I was thinking I could drive all the way to the Mavis Petro-Canada. But, I lost my nerve. I got off at Erin Mills (with my A/C and radio turned off to, you know, conserve gas). And then when I filled my tank, I realized I still had about 6-7 litres of gas in it. Dammit! I could've made it to Mavis!

The above totally made sense to me, including why I would possibly wait till the last second to get gas. I am special.