I remember now that when I have a good weekend it makes it that much more depressing when the weekend ends just as I’m getting into it. I could complain for hours…

It’s weird. Kip and Karen got married yesterday and, by strange coincidence there was this big ceremony where they were the guests of honor. Strange. It was pretty good, though.

I’ve suggested to Marq that we move the Contains2 to a new domain name, since he seems to feel it is impossible to change servers otherwise. I guess Contains2.ca would be the most logical choice after a dot-com. I just wish he’d do it sooner, so I could stop paying for the thing every month. I just wish I could get my email back…

And finally, they need to build a giant statue of a monster in every city. Then, as will inevitably happen they will all be struck by lightning, come to life and then we can pit them against each other to solve disputes. Disputes like abortion and capital punishment and global warming.

Giants are real! It turns out they’re twenty feet tall and live in castles with doors too small for them to get out. That’s why you haven’t met any giants.

Anyhow, I am totally enjoying not being at work for a while. But I’ve now hit the days where I would have been off anyway and realize how much I really, really just don’t want to go back. But I’ve said enough about that, I’m sure.

Haiku!

Brigands in the cave!
Don’t walk past the cave, you fool.
They want to rob you.

I don’t know how to fix Contains2. The Internet doesn’t like me. And since Marq has zero interest in looking into it, I guess it’s just screwed. How fun for me.

I do intend to get some new writing done, but I brought back a Contains2 article today because the subject matter, traveling has been on my mind of late. I wish I could do some, but I’m not. It makes me sad. I also wants to quit my job. But I’m not. It makes me sad. I’m sad.

I’ve taken to looking at want ads in the paper and on the Internets. None of the jobs appeal to me. Looking up the various charities in the city I see very few jobs that I am qualified for (ie. I don’t have the degrees and stuff), would want to do (ie. I’d have to talk to people and crap) or are in the city (apparently Montreal is in desperate need of people working with charities, though). Looking at jobs that aren’t with charities, I just get depressed about this world we have going on.

I’ve been very mopey this last while. It’s all really pathetic.

I’ll think of something tomorrow.

I find myself in the exact same state I was last time. Treading water. Stagnating. It sucks. I’ve wanted to quit my job for, what, four and a half years? And I just don’t have the balls to do it. I remember when I used to go through jobs every couple months. I liked that better. I’ve taken to buying lottery ticks every couple weeks. I know it’s slim hope for freedom, but it is some hope that I could free myself from the “system”. I can say I would be a kickass multi-millionaire, though. I’ve totally mapped out what I would do with the money and I think it’s all pretty good. Certainly better than what I’m doing now.

What I really need to do is some writing. It’s been way too long. Perhaps I should just sit down tomorrow and pump out some piece of nonsense like I used to. For now:

Haiku!

Planet Mercury!
It goes around the sun fast.
It is such a chump.

The Contains2 server is still not working. I’m at a loss. I’d like to have it all moved over to the same server I use for this one but I’m completely ignorant of how to do it. They really need to make some changes to how the Internet works.

Finally your horoscope for today: Beware of good things. They may be bad things in disguise. Accept bad things, because they’re probably actually good things. Also, go check your mail. I sent you a bomb. It’s totally going to be a bad thing.

What the chunks? I’m just waking up from ten hours of sleep and I I don’t feel rested at all. That’s not cool. I totally expected to look at the clock and see that it was twelve o’clock or something. It was not. It’s almost Seven. I’m sad now. Had I known I wouldn’t wake up, I would have set my alarm. Ah well…

Ducks versus giraffes. The giraffes have a big advantage as far as size is concerned, but ducks can fly. Ducks can fly.

And the Contains2 server is all the way down again. Now I’m going to have to look into that again. Crapdammit.