Breathe A Sigh Of Relief

That's how I felt when my keys were found by a neighbour and returned to me today. Thank God! (Speaking of which, I haven't been a good Catholic lately. I should be at Church right now, but I am in a funk and crisis right now. Sigh.)

Also went to the condo appointment with Sharon. Uh, yeah, she don't want a small place. Which makes me think: why bother having any money anyway? It is a nice place, and Anne did get one this morning. Alas, I think a townhouse is what she has in mind.

Went to Square One with Anne to buy some things. Went to Kernels to get my Cheesy Dill, and saw Charmaine who "hooked us up." She even stamped my card a couple more times! Score!

What is going on in my head? Snap out of it boy

I Tend To Screw Things Up

I really need a reassessment. Gotta stop and realize.

Lost my keys. I am almost absolutely devistated. Not only my keys, but my knife and most importantly my keychains. Another reminder that nothing in life is permanent and that even I am prone to losing things (despite the fact I am convinced I don't lose anything).

Have and appointment tomorrow with Solstice. Wish I had more money to get a bigger house.

Sigh.

Cin Sity

So I watched a burned, pirated, ai matey DVD of Sin City today. The movie was interesting, but while watching it, I realized something: I seem to have acquired a celebrity crush. Now most people would think it's Jessica Alba (and she is hot in the movie), but nope, it's on that Gilmore Girl. But before I announced it to anyone, I made sure she was legal (born in 1982; hey, just covering my bases). I think it first started when I watched Bride and Prejudice, and not surprisingly all those times I watched the show with Sharon. Well, I look forward to watching it now, again.

Oh Rory, You Make My Heart Go Sorey

Yeah, hurtful, hurtful day today on my back, knees and legs. I also went to David's and Maria's wedding shower today...that Mississauga bunch are interesting people. Would I be joining them soon? Hmmmmm...

Who Needs Knees?

One and a half hours of squash. 10km run. How else would my body, particularly my legs, feel like? I'm walking like this:

I'm wearing contacts

Seriously, who needs knees? I can waddle and still look cool. I have to remember that I'm not that much of an athlete. Yargh.

Mmmmmmmmmm Back

Internet is back, and now I'm gonna be wack. Went for wings in Oakville with Tony, Lil' Mikey and Kathie Brown at a place called The Firehall. Goodgawshallmitey...damn good wings. Perhaps even the best wings I've ever eaten. It looked sort of like this, but not really because they were about 3.53215X better:

Smack Smack Drool Drool

I mustn't do this gorging thing because hello Jason, 10km run? Hello? McFly?!?

Being Without Internet Access

And it continues. Now I am posting from my work computer. This whole without internet thing at home just reminds me of when I move into my own place, it's gonna be headache.

Went to Angel's pool party last night; yay wave pool. I also went running and rolled the ankle. Good thing I'm an "athlete" as my ankle is feeling better today. Riiiight.

Computer Offline

Thus I am typing this from Jeff's computer. I never realized how hooked I was on the internet; one day off and my routine goes. Yikes, I can only think about what will happen when I go to the Philippines.

Had the financial investing seminar today with my cousin Mike. Hope everyone learned a little something.

I love my girlfriend, I wish she can always be happy. Don't worry baby, one of these days.

Pick A Pic, Any Pic

And the lucky pic today is...

J. (& S.) Crew

My girlfriend and I at BJ's cottage with our oars for our crew boat (that conveniently deflates).

Ran 10km last night with Arvin, Ian and Mike. Let me rephrase that: it started out with us four, then became Arvin and Me, then eventually just me. Does that mean I won? Yehey. Umm, but I have to remember that I have to actually take part in the actual race. Yikes.

Went to Guelph today for a seminar. It was way, way over any PHI's head. Thus, my workmates and I left a bit early. Then Sharon and I spent "QT" together. As usual, I lubhur. Then we met Jen E, Greg, Jody and Kevin. Very funny people. God bless that Newfie.

The Roller Coaster

That is what my emotions are calling the Casino from now on. The joy of winning, the agony of defeat (yikes, I'm talking in cliches like Anne now. I think I've been spending way too much time with her). But anywho, I try to rationalize it: Why be upset when the money you lost was the money you won? And you did try and won at Caribbean Stud, thus ending the two day Casino trip with a net profit of $15.

Not as exciting though when you consider I was up double what I won last night (in other words, I was up $170). See, I would have stopped, but I was to meet them at 7:00pm and by the time I was up, it was only 5:30pm. What was I to do for the next hour and a half? Hmmm...well, I could have done nothing. But, the point is, I was thinking it was money that I didn't really deserve anyway.

I don't like this gambling thing. I shouldn't do it. I have other responsibilities. And it's not money I feel I earned (Devil money?). Oh, and my heart can't take it. Fun then, it will only be for fun. So, logically, I will be at the Casino again until I really lose. Argh, I am a complex person.

I did go to Buffalo today, and had these famous wings. They weren't bad, but they aren't Originals. Wings again tomorrow with the work crew in Oakville. Oh boy, I don't think my heart can take that either.

Free Money, Loss Of Identity

I used to always think that I would never be a gambler, a person addicted to games where money is easily thrown around. I always thought that money is too valuable to let go freely. I always thought that it was a waste of money.

But then recently I was thinking to myself: be something you're not, at least try it. So instead of taking up cocaine or marijuana or alcohol or sexcapades, I decided to try gambling. I set an amount I thought I was going to lose, and once lost, I would not try it again as I would see it's an enormous waste of money. But then a funny thing happened as I went today (yes, it's a Tuesday, and I thought that it would be a cheap night and a good day to go considering I don't have work tomorrow)...

I won.

In fact, I doubled the amount of money I set aside plus another $15. Yikes. My plan backfired.

Well, I don't think I'm gonna be addicted because I have too much other responsibilities. Plus, as Sharon says, "she'll knock it out of me" if I get addicted.

So yeah, I never thought I would gamble, but it's fun. Especially when you first get deflowered at the Blackjack table. Oh boy, and did I look like a rookie; doubling down when I didn't have to and not splitting when I should've. But whatever, I won and the money I won is the money I'm gonna spend tomorrow. Yes, I am going back tomorrow, but only because I was already gonna go to Buffalo with Anne and her Mother.

Here's to breaking even...

What Do You Get When You Combine Two Disco Songs Together?

The Kung Fu Hustle!

This is perhaps one of the best movies I've seen in a long, long time, if not ever. A Comedy? Yep. Action? Yep. Synchronized Dancing? Yep. Fairies? Yep. It's got it all, even a cute mute. Looks like I'm gonna have to buy this one for my DVD collection.

That's me, the fifth one to the left in the centre...no, not the one with the hat, the other guy

Got my car done with the sound proofing and everything. It may be just my imagination, but my bass is sounding a whole lot better and tighter. Not to mention the rustproofing abilities of the sound deadner in addition to the no cost to it; score!

Went for water well inspections today with Alexia. Saw a part of Brampton which doesn't feel like Brampton. Almost like an Old Meadowvale Village in Mississauga before all the development. Helped an old woman named Betty with her well. She called me her "Filipino Boy." I hope this means I get left in the will now.

Went for a good run, with the Burnhamthorpe to 10 to 5 to Mavis route. Al, Nina's brother, caught me screaming to myself. Surprisingly, though, the run was much easier than I thought. Looks like I'm shaping up for the 10K. Remember, round is still a shape. Good thing I went for a run too, especially with all the shit I ate today from Crawford's Bakery, like that yummy peanut butter and chocolate chip filled cookie, which has the consistency and feel of cookie dough, but not the rawness taste of it. I'll have to take Sharon there one time.

A Yearly Cycle

I can fit my car in my garage again, after cleaning it out. Eventually, though, it is gonna become full and I won't be able to fit it in there again. Then next year I'm gonna clean it out again so it will fit. Lather, Rinse, Repeat. Oh well, at least it's clean for now.

Speaking of my car, the appointment/recall is scheduled for tomorrow morning. Should be interesting.

Went for cheap Vietnamese subs and patties with Jeps today. Must suck for him to be pee-lie. I wouldn't want to be.

Why Does Indian Food Make Me Nauseous?

Perhaps because the last time I ate it I barfed. Even though it may have not been the culprit to my sickness, you always associate the last thing you ate with the cause of what made you sick. No wonder whenever I do Indian restaurant inspections it doesn't look appetizing to me. Where did this thought come from? I went to The Host Indian Restaurant with Sharon, her parents and her Grandfather. I did eat the food though, but it wasn't enjoyable as it would have been, say, if I didn't get sick before.

Before that, I went to the new Yorkdale Mall with Nina to get this magical cheese knife for my cousin Che. After 30 minutes, I finally found the frikin' thing. The mall looked nice, I guess, but still overpriced. Arvin thought the mall looked absolutely great, but I reminded him that the majority of shoppers there dress up just to go to the mall, so it looks like only beautiful people shop there. Oh, and gay people. I also bought what I always have to buy when I'm there: a cheese stick from Michel Baguette. I also got Kernel's Cheesy Dill Popcorn. Abso-frikin'-lutely great popcorn.

Speaking of Nina, she told me that her and Anne's parents think it's weird that I'm hanging around them so much lately and not Sharon. Yikes. I had a feeling it would come to that. Okay, that's it.

After The Host, Sharon and I went to Tito Gene's and Tita Day's 30th Wedding Anniversay party. We did a little ballroom dancing (emphasis on "little" as we did hardly any of it right). I really wanna take it, I think I enjoy it a lot. Oh, and I made a bad joke that we got engaged, and all my family thought it was true. My goodness.

My Mom ordered an ube cake for the party. On the cake read: "Happy 30th Wedding A. Gene & Inday." At what point did the cakemaker think they weren't gonna have enough room to spell "Anniversary"? Was it after the A? That was perhaps the worst example of an abbreviation I have seen. Can't wait to have a "Happy 30th B. Jason!" cake.

Biz-Ay Day

Meeting in the morning with Bosses. As usual, nothing accomplished. I am rudely finding out how retarded Government is. Too much bureaucracy, not enough things getting done. I'm just lucky I have great workmates. But whatever, I shouldn't complain as it's giving me a paycheque. Bleh.

So I paid for my ticket. June 8-28. Looks like I'll be the FOB during that time. Yikes.

Went to S1 with Sharon, Gil, Marie and Con to look for a gift for Che's shower. Couldn't find it, and might have to go to Yorkdale for it. Hey, it gives an excuse to go there.

Went to Tita Beck's place for her birthday. They always have parties, and as Sharon says, "It's a little overwhelming. I'm not used to it." She makes me laugh...just wait till we get married! Poker as usual. Did not have any hands at all. Hope my luck will change when I go to the Casino.

Screw you Vince, where was that passion when you were in Toronto? But whatever, Toronto fans are too babyish sometimes. And Vince Carter can still be the man.

Either My Jaw Is Getting Stronger Or Jawbreakers Just Ain't What They Used To Be

So I had a package of Gobstoppers today. First time in a long, long time (think: over 15 years). When I was younger, I remember it lasting forever and being very marble-like in it's consistency.

Then I had these today:

Can't stop the Gob. Actually, you can now.

The start was the same. But then I tried to do something: bite hard. Surprisingly, my teeth went through it easily. I'm guessing because I got the chewy centre one.

Regardless though, it was good times. Candy is fun when you're in the mood.

Have a meeting tomorrow with Big Boss and Boss. Jeez, what a tangle web I weave, when I first...well, complain a lot..

Running today for 18 laps. Should've done more. 30 days left!

An Impromptu Ode To Pad Thai

Oh how I love thee,

You really fill me.

When I am hungry,

The thought of you makes me go heehee.

I crave you at least once a week,

I don't eat you because you're sheik,

I don't care if you make me reek,

When you're being cooked I want to peek.

So what went wrong?

What happened to that song?

That version I had of you today,

The one that didn't make me go "yay",

Tasted all burnt and yucky,

It made my mood go all mucky.

This is the way Pad Thai is supposed to look:

Smack Smack Drool Drool

Instead I had a version where the cook...

sucked.

Sigh.

And yet, I go on, dreaming of a version that will make me go me-oh-my.

My Pad Thai.

My Pad Thai.

Gold Bond Is Gold

So after my whole chafing incident yesterday, and still hurting today, I finally decided to go for the gold:

The Bond Is Gold

This stuff really works! After the first application, it really soothed me. I want to own stocks in this company. Man, I really am old and my body is breaking down. Yikes.

Long day at work today doing HACCP's, and even longer tomorrow. I love my job. No, really.

Again With The Chafing Thighs

So I go running with a new record: 20 laps around the FMG track. Only problem is that by lap 16 my thighs were seriously chafing. Even Ian saw me kept grabbing my crotch. I thought I needed a bikini wax, but upon further inspection, it's just my fat thighs. Sigh. Sighs with the thighs. I think I have to invest in boxer-briefs or bicycle shorts.

$$$Cha-Ching!!!$$$

So I got a cheque in the mail today from my car insurance company because they screwed up somehow. I was so worried because when I saw the envelope I thought it was one of those "you have to pay even more now because..." letters. But nope, score Jason. Casino money! (Not really, but I am very determined to at least play Blackjack or Casino War when I take my day off on Wednesday, April 20, 2005. Remember that day because that's the day I get rich; or most likely not. Hey, I need to get this out of my system)

Still dreaming of the recumbent, I am growing impatient with my tax return. I shouldn't complain, though, for my Tito Cesar is doing it for free after all. But still, with the bike and the Philippines trip coming up, talk about an expensive summer. Luckily I will pay off my car by July (fingers crossing fingers crossing)

Tension Whore

So I went with Sharon to Hamilton to drop off some stuff for Debbie. Debbie told me that I'm an attention whore (apparently not tension whore). Now, I may be one, and my friends often try to tell me I'm one, but when another person tells me I'm one, I get offended. Go figure. Besides, I don't go looking for attention, attention goes looking for me. I swear!

Then I went to Sharon's and had my first barbeque hamburger of the year. It's gonna be a yummy summer.

Looking at all those people biking today on this beautiful day made me even more comitted to buying a recumbent bike. In addition to that, I would love to have a motorcycle, seeing all those people taking their bikes out. Apparently I want to maim myself.

Got home and went for a jog around the FMG track. Whereas last summer I was huffing and puffing doing 8 laps, this year I'm already up to 12. Yee-uh! Although jogging directly in the sunlight without sunglasses hurts. Ow, my retinas.

Went to Ken's to shave my hair. Now I have to pluck my moustache and beard, as Sharon says I look like a Dirty Chinese guy with it.

Some words of advice from my Dad today: "Don't gamble. You shouldn't gamble at casinos. You should drink instead. If you drink a lot, you get drunk, and that's the end of that. If you gamble, you can find yourself losing $10,000 because you can't stop like drinking and then you're addicted." Thanks Dad!

Another Long Saturday

-woke up early in the morning, hung out with Sharon for a couple hours, had a little drama with her, had lunch with her

-went to Downtown Toronto with Nina to go to Urbane Cycles. Saw some recumbents there, and I am at 99.9999% certainty that I am going to get one. I am leaning towards the Burley Sand Point, which I can order from MBS Tandems. Also met up with Anne Marie. Found a new place to park for relatively cheap; under the Chapters on Richmond and John ($6). Had part of Nina's crepe filled with Nutella and Bananas. Decided I want to make some good crepes at home

-got home, picked up BJ, and went to Casino Rama to watch the Boyz II Men concert. Make that Boyz II Fat Men. Holy crap they got fat, especially Wanya. The whole show all I kept thinking was how they got fat. Even the skinny guy got fatter. The cripple wasn't there. They sang the classics and some retro songs (ex. God Bless You, by The Stylistics). I liked the retro songs especially. All in all, not that bad of a performance, but keep in mind this is my first official concert. And no, seriously, they got fat.

-played some Video Poker. I won $2 profit from spending $5, but then I ended up losing it then losing another $5. My plan was to play Black Jack or Sic Bo, but the minimum at the Black Jack table was $25, and $10 at the Sic Bo table. Too rich for my blood. If I am going to play, it's gotta be $5 tables

-ate Chinese Food there courtesy of Anne's Dad. He must have some serious points in order to pay for 7 people for about $15

-drove home and had an interesting talk with Anne, Nina and BJ

Long day, I should sleep. Okay, I will.