Back To Evenings

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

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

I must be on drugs or something

Grazie Time

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

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

Why am I such a girl?

How Much/Many?

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

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

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

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

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

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Got a new phone:

Queer-tee!

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

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

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

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

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

The short list of these movies:

-Goodfellas

-L.A. Confidential

-Saving Private Ryan

-Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon

-and what's on as we speak: Gladiator

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

You Know What I Have?

The bestest, most understanding wife.

I don't deserve her.

I love her and I hope she never leaves me

Living Life Without Regret

Yeah...seems impossible.

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

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

Guess What Time It Is? CSI Time!

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

Mama? Mama? Mama!

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

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

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

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

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

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

*coughcoughwhooooop* CRAP

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

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

Pupusarrefic

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 care...it'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...

Emotional/Rational Thoughts

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

Sucks

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

So I was watching this video: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FIZhDSC0vWE&feature=channel

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: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ghTSdcw9sW8&feature=channel)?

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

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!

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 shows...it'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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h8uSM

Now Then, What To Do

So I have today and tomorrow off. Reminds me of this: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Snyxh8PtYkQ

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

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

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!

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