I hope the walk wakes me up a little, because right now I’m way tired and I still have a whole night of work ahead of me.

Haiku!

When will the frog stop?
Will he go on forever?
Does his journey end?

Also, I’m nearing the end of the Minish Cap. That makes me way cooler than most people living in Third World nations.

I bought this flashlight at Canadian Tire yesterday. It was like nine bucks. It’s the best flashlight the planet has ever seen. It touts itself as having the power of a million candles. It’s closer to the power of a million exploding suns, I think.

Also, I bought Bone: The Complete Cartoon Epic In One Volume. But not at Canadian Tire. I read most of Bone back in the day, but forgot just how good it was.

And to top all that off I have to go to work an hour early tonight. Which means about an hour from now. Just freakin’ fantastic…

Vomit would be a funny word even if it didn’t mean puke. Even if Vomit was a kind of cloud formation, it would be a funny word. “Hey look at all those cumulo nimbuses and vomits.” It’s just true.

Because of the holiday on Monday (whatever the chunks holiday it is) I don’t have to do the work I usually do on Saturday nights tonight. Instead, I do stuff that would usually be done for Monday. Go holiday! You make little difference to me!

I get spendcrazy when I work a lot. I’ve bought so many toys/comics/DVDs and such lately that I could have bought a goat for an African family and have had change. I know the prices. I honestly could have. I’m going to go eat so that I won’t feel so bad about that.

Haiku!

Dancing in the rain,
Jainie slipped in a puddle.
That is how she died.

I’ve often said that the year I was unemployed was the best year of my life. But then I look back upon it and I see I left my job with plenty of money and didn’t have any bills to pay or anything like that. I wasn’t unemployed. I was freakin’ retired. Dang, I don’t want to have to wait another fifty years for it to happen again.

I got exactly one nosebleed on the bus today. That’s exactly one more than usual.

In other news, I’m supposed to shave for work tomorrow. Seems that we’ve got these masks I’m supposed to wear when I’m blowing dust around or using chemicals or whatever and that tomorrow the masks are being fitted to my face and because of that, I’m supposed to be cleanshaven. And it has been suggested that I remain cleanshaven as often as possible so that the mask will fit any time I need to use it. Now a better idea to me would be to have it fitted to my face with stubble, since that’s business as usual. In any case, the safety woman also used to ask me to take off my watch around the machines. She stopped eventually.

I still have no idea how I got put onto the safety committee.