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This is the story of the overly ambitious eagle...
...who evidently found a deer head in the landfill.
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2nd-Sep-2009 09:20 pm - a conversation I guess I had
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James: Hi there, clip-on sunglasses!

Clip-on sunglasses: Hi, James!

James: I think you guys are really swell.

Clip-on sunglasses: Thanks, we like you too!

James: How would you feel about going for a ride in the washing machine?

Clip-on sunglasses: We think that would be awes- wait... what?

James: Yeah! Washing machine!

Clip-on sunglasses: What?! No! 

James: iiiiii caaaaan't heeeeear youuuuuuu

Clip-on sunglasses: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Washing machine: wash wash wash

Clip-on sunglasses: ack sputter cough dead

James: This plan was poorly thought out. Oh well, time to call my glasses place and give them more of my dollars!

Dollars: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

James: iiiiii caaaaan't heeeeear youuuuuuu
13th-Sep-2008 10:56 am - a very valid list
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Hello. My name is James and I am here with today's List of People Who Need to Get Shot in the Face:
  • The people who are hammering and sawing on the roof (which, since I live on the top floor, is directly above my head) and have been doing so since 9:00 this morning
  • The people who run this place who thought that was a good idea
  • Me, for naively thinking "if I can only make it to the weekend, I can sleep in AS LATE AS I WANT"
And now, here is Today's List of People Who Deserve Fresh-Baked Cookies:
  • Everyone on my floor
  • Especially the people one apartment down from me, because Mika reports that while I was in the shower, they went and told off the hammerers and got them to hammer more quietly
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I am at the farm! Finally.

This was a bit more of a struggle than it was supposed to be. The plan was to pick Mika's uncle up at the airport at 6:30 pm, eat foods, and then head to the farm. After reading online about several delays, we finally went to the airport to meet the plane which was to arrive at 10:00 pm. We got there just in time to hear it was delayed until 10:45. We decided to settle on airport Tim Hortons for supper. I wanted a chicken sandwich on brown. I got a turkey sandwich on white as they were out of both chicken and brown bread. But I can't complain because at least I got bread - it was the last bread they had.

Maple donuts are pretty good.

After the plane landed, Mika's uncle tried to buy a soda but the machine was broken. As he went in search of another machine, I got into the line to pay for parking. The line was daunting because four of the five parking machines were broken. It was a cathartic experience being in that line. A collection of strangers bound together by inconvenience and freely sharing their feelings with one another. It made me smile. The Saskatoon airport makes EVERYONE hate EVERYTHING.

The drive was pretty neat. We saw at least three foxes (and I have witnesses to prove it). They ran from the car, but the deer who was drinking from a puddle was not nearly so concerned by our presence and just stood there. Then we saw an owl standing around in the middle of the road. He didn't feel like moving either, but as I went to go around him, he flew away.

We got to the farm about 1:30am. My goal was to be asleep by 1:45. I didn't make it but it was close. 

Woke up at 7:30 this morning because we got the hide-a-bed and it was as comfortable as they ever are; plus it was bright in here. Today, I have eaten breakfast, drank coffee, and now I am here; hiding from Mika's family, playing on my laptop, sending dozens of text messages, and thinking about a nap.

10th-Mar-2008 12:06 pm - bastards!
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They blocked LiveJournal at work! Every single one of those web-access-blocking chumps deserve a big ol' BOOT.

This even blocks the Save Mr. Peeps website. That's almost kinda vaguely a little bit work-related!

Of course, I can still post via email. And nothing's stopping me from setting up an RSS reader on Google or Yahoo or something so that I can still read stuff. I'm more determined than they are. And smarter, too. And probably hairier.

But I had lunchtime plans of setting up a wrestling blog! Could this be a sign from God that maybe I should quit wasting my life? If so, I will most likely ignore it.

Maybe LiveJournal will magically unblock itself someday. That happened once before.
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