(A Random Post)

Summer Days



(soundtrack)

Nothing Beautiful – Odds

Work is definitely getting easier.  Incidentally, it’s also getting a lot more tedious but that’s okay.  I’ll take routine suffering over challenging work any day.  Story of my life.

My boss and I are getting along better.  I think he’s gone from straight loathing me to accepting that he can’t get rid of me.  I think that’s pretty good.

Tuesday with Michelle was nice as usual, but we didn’t go birdfeeding.  I decided to go on my first paycheck splurge so we hit Eaton Centre.  I (predictably) picked up Pulp Fiction on DVD and Nirvana’s Nevermind album, the greatest piece of music ever recorded.  It rained pretty damn hard that day if any of you don’t remember.  Now I usually bring my umbrella and my jacket downtown, even if I know it’s going to be somewhat warm.  Call me cautious.  But the two (two!) times that I haven’t brought said items it has rained like a sum’ bitch!  Of course, when I am prepared, there ain’t a single drop to be seen.  Story of my life (pt. 2).

Thursday, I gave David a whupping in basketball.  Then again, before these last couple of weeks the guy hadn’t played regularly for two years, so no big accomplishment there.  Not to mention that I’ve been oddly aggressive and pissed off lately so he didn’t stand a G-damn chance.  I stuffed his ass like, 8 times, no lie.  We played a 7 game series of 5 point games.  I won 4-1,  Pistons style.  He wasn’t that bad though for a pushing off, clearing out, fouling motherfucker.  On a related note, we must have played in the least comfortable gym on the entire planet.  At first we were excited because there was no one there.  After shooting around for 10 minutes, we learned why.  NO OXYGEN!

After David and I went our seperate ways, I ran into my cousin Joseph and we went for lunch.  In the diner, they were showing the news about the arrest in Cecilia Zhang case.  Sobering stuff.

I went to Joe’s house and I helped him put a bike together.  Let me tell you something, it was nice to get my hands dirty for a day.  As you all know, I’m quite the girly man and I usually feel the need to cleanse myself every 15-20 minutes.  So yeah, it was a learning experience for me.  I was using tools and breaking stuff and adjusting hoo-dads and zim-zams.  I had fun even while getting devoured by mosquitos.

I also picked out most of my courses that day and decided on my majors, so it was overall a productive day.

Thursday Bonus Points: Woke up at 5:45 in the morning and had breakfast with my Dad.  Like whoa.

Friday Max came over and we played ESPN NFL 2k5 until about 2 in the morning.  Good times.

What can I say?  It was another one of those weeks that gave me time to step back and appreciate all the good things I’ve got going in my life.  I’ve got a job, I’m going to school and I’m spending time with my favourite people in the world.  I realize that this post was quite devoid of my usual cynical humour and amusing observations, but I felt like writing about positive things for once.  Why should I only write when I have something really amazing or really sucky to talk about?  I’m just taking a step back and saying, “Things ain’t so bad.”

So what did we learn this week?

  • There’s no point in trying to prepare for things if God hates you anyway.
  • Sad bastards like us have to take those rare moments of true happiness and hold on for dear life.
  • A happy Big Al = A boring Big Al

An’ I reckon I’m gonna have you count the grains of sand on this beach.  That oughta keep you occupied long enough, huh?

What?!

Hell, I tell you what: I’ll let you stop when you hit three million, how’s that sound?

But I’ll be here forever!

Wages of sin, Hoove.

What…what was my sin…?

Fuckin’ with me and mine.  Get to it.

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