A day or two ago Marq and I went to rent some movies and on the way back we saw this guy in a lobster costume. I feared it might be my arch-nemesis, so I was afraid, but it hugged Marq and went away. As it left we realized it was advertising some kind of insurance company. I would’ve thought it would be for something involving lobsters, but I guess not…

Also that day (or the next or the one before, I am not a doctor, I can’t remember everything) we were walking through the parking lot of our building. I, being awesome, decided to try to throw my keys at the door to see if they would open it. They did not, but instead landed on the ground in front of the door. As I bent down to pick them up, some guy opened the door and nearly hit me in my head. Both Marq and I had been thinking of variations on exactly that happening before it occured.

And I’m starting to think maybe the reason Contains2 is down has something to do with my credit card. I got a new one several months ago and I remember putting the new information into the account, but that doesn’t mean I did it right. But then the bank has also been trying to call me for a week or so, so maybe tomorrow I’ll call them back and see if there isn’t something dastardly afoot. Like a lobster attack. Oh crap. I wish I had lobster insurance.

I recently bought the book Jennifer Government. Just now I was laying in bed reading and I came across a line which said that in the capitalistopia in which this book is set, the occupation of being a government agent has “the highest death rate of any occupation except machine operators.”

Machine operator is, of course, my job occupation. Hooray!

In other (local) news, the Halifax School Board apparently bickered and fought so much that the education minister just fired the lot of them. I don’t know or care much about the actual story behind it all, but it amuses me on the principle of firing a bunch of bickering ninnies.

In me complaining news, I’ve been sleeping a lot lately and it has been causing me to get even less done than I usually do. Which sucks because I don’t do much any more. In fact, it’s been about a month since I’ve done laundry. And the fact I’ve bought some new clothes during that month does not make up for the fact that it’s still about a month without doing laundry.

Also, I recently worked the word “ninnies” into a sentence.

I’m pretty sure there’s a holiday of some kind coming up. Hmmm. I’ll have to look into that one.

And finally, please donate money to trees. They need it more than you do. Especially the larch.

Apparently my roommate Marq came home last night and stumbled across a man hiding in our living room who had been in the process of stealing us. I guess the guy then left and the controls for our PS2 are missing, though the PS2 itself is still here, but unplugged. Of course, with Marq being the lazy introvert he is he isn’t willing to go to the super about this, let alone any law enforcement. The dozens of security cameras in our building, had they cognitive abilities, would weep for their very purpose being ignored. I guess that guy is just lucky that Marq caught him instead of Marq’s angry-at-the-world-roommate-with-a-superhero-fixation.

Though he was an idiot to go about unhooking the Playstation with all my DVDs Right There. But I guess that’s a good thing for me.

In other news, I had a dream last night involving quitting my job. I mean, it wasn’t the same job I had in the real world exactly, but I guess quitting is not a bad thing by any means. But then my dreams have been mostly insanse lately and my sleep fitful. Probably not a good thing.

Haiku!

Go go Mario!
Go all the way to world eight!
Beat the whole damn game!

Also, I’ve gone spendcrazy again. Lacking anything that actually makes me want to go about living, I just keep throwing money at books/DVDs/comics/toys/food or things that don’t really help my soul, but keep myself watching. Sure I may end up poor, but at least I’ll have posessions. It was about this time last year when last I went truly spendcrazy, I believe.

I am now, officially, on my new computer. It is cool. It took some time to transfer all necessary files from my old computer to this one, but I am now done with all that and I can prepare to start enjoying this computer. Hooray.

Haiku!

Bake a birthday cake!
It’s someone’s birthday somewhere.
That’s reason enough.

In other news, there was a great big school shooting over in Montreal. Now, apart from whatever tragedy is inherent in such an event, the shooter was wearing a black trenchcoat. Why do they always do that? They’re giving trenchcoats a bad name that I don’t appreciate. If any of you intend to go on a gun rampage, wear a friggin’ yellow raincoat or something, dammit.

And it’s close to time for me to start getting ready for work. I hate that. I’m so going to look into playing the lottery.

To the left here is a picture of Kip and partially I, Patrick D Ryall, in a photo booth. It took me over a week to get it on here, so enjoy it.

I’m in the midst of my last day off of a three day weekend. I enjoyed having a three day weekend. It’s practically a vacation. I hate my job very much and do not wish to return. If I could weep, I would.

Anyway, let’s see… I’m sure I had lost of stuff happen lately that I would talk about if I could remember it… Hmmm…

Some guy at work about a week ago was wearing a shirt that said “G-Unit: Built To Last” But several of the letters fell off and it ended up reading “…ui t to ast” Which is funny because it didn’t last very long. And it’s also funny because I overheard the guy saying he paid fifty bucks for that shirt.

I got Arrested Development Season Three this week. That’s a great show I’ll recommend to each and anyone out there.

Haiku!

In the void of space.
Buhjugga alone is king.
None can defeat him.

My new computer that I’ve owned for a while but not been able to get working? I brought into the shop. I expect that in a few days I shall indeed be able to use it for really real at long last. It shall be a good day.

I was late paying my rent this month. I just kinda forgot. Oh well, I’ll do it on Tuesday. I assume the office is closed for Labour Day. Ah, Labour Day. One of the holidays I know the least about. Also, something about not wearing white.

So how is everyone out there? Holding up okay? Summer’s pretty much done. That sucks, right.

Let’s see… what else… Oh, I read in a local paper today about some thing here in Halifax where a bunch of people dressed as zombies and walked around trying to scare people or whatever. But the people who saw them immediately assumed it was fake and nobody cared. Now I’ve not seen the quality of the zombies that were present, but I hope that when the real zombies come people are a little more reactive.

Which in turn reminds me that a few weeks back I was walking down the road and some guy covered in rubber snakes ran by yelling “Ohhh Noooo! Snakes!” or whatever. I think it was some improv group having fun, but again nobody cared. The guy just stopped after a while and turned back to his friends, one of whom chastised him for not waiting for the light to turn green or something. A pedestrian was heard to remark, “What just happened?”