I know I kinda went off the other day. It's been an unfortunate week for me. My boss moved everyone's schedule around again, so now I have to work Fridays, which is a huge pain in the ass. Sometimes I wonder if he knows what he's doing. I mean half the time (based on the stuff he tells me) he just sounds like he's flailing around trying to figure out what to do with everything.
I mean, just this week, I've had to deal with keys going missing (one of which was the washroom key, which is an emergency when I'm not allowed to leave the premises), I've had to call the police about a pathetically small baggie of pot someone found outside, and I've had my boss flip out on me because some guy shorted us a friggin' cookie.
Sometimes I think this job is fine, but lately I've been feeling rather unfullfilled in life. Nothing seems to want to work for me, school-wise and it's becoming depressing. Job-wise, I have no useful skills at the moment to get me anything better than working in retail (which I despise). I'm working on that course for Genreal Insurance, but even that feels like pulling teeth sometimes.
So you'll have to excuse me if my only scapegoat is some crazy religious man telling me that Jesus will solve all my problems. Clearly that hasn't happened yet, so I'm in some doubt on that particular subject. You know, I used to be semi-religious too, but, just like Santa Claus, I figured out that most of the good things I recieve actually come from my family and friends...Not some magical man with a long white beard in Coca-Cola garb (yay for American corporationism).
Friday, November 26, 2004
Tuesday, November 23, 2004
OMGWTF?!?
OK, so I was at work, and I came up with this rant that I wanted to put up. But when I got home, I thought a little more about my plans. Maybe I should explain what the rant would be about. It's about Christianity, folks. My big question is, how many people are friggin' sick to death about the "Christianity/Athiests/Agnostics argument"?
Everytime I talk to someone, or look around on the internet, or read a book, some form of religion is brought up sooner or later.
For instance, the reason I came up with this rant at work, was because a man came into the store to pay for his gas. The following conversation ensued:
Me: Hi there! Are you paying for the gas?
Crazy Christian: I sure am.
Me: Is there anything else I can do for you today?
Crazy Christian: World peace.
Me (taking it as a joke): You know, if I could do that, I would.
Crazy Christian: Jesus will do it for us.
Me:...
Crazy Christian: *random muttering about Jesus* He didn't die for nothing, you know.
Me:...
Well what does that mean? Did anyone else who ever died on a crucifix die for nothing? Do people today die for nothing? I know that the answer in some cases is "yes," but that doesn't change my point. What makes Jesus so special? Is it the whole immaculate conception thing? How do we know that even really happened? What if good old Joe was nothing more than the most gullible man in the world. Either that, or he was too blinded by "faith" that he didn't bother to think about the whole "I've never had sex with her, but she still got pregnant" thing. It's not possible she lied? Who would believe that? Seriously?
If God killed His own son to rid the world of sin, why is it still here? Is it because not enough people believe? Is it because not enough of the people who do believe, believe in the same thing? The Christian answer would be, "Well you see, God loves us so much, He gave us free will."
Well woop-dee-freaking-doo! Look what we do with free will! Do I even need to give examples? I don't think I'll bother. It's just too depressing for me.
The saddest part of the whole thing is, according to my (very) limited understanding of the Bible, you don't even need to be a good person to go to Heaven. All you need to do is accept Jesus as your saviour, and up you go. That means any one can get in! Murderers, Rapists, Bigots that rape their own children to keep the bloodline "racially pure." As long as they're sorry and they accept Jesus into their hearts...they're all set. What about their victims? The ones that are so screwed in the head (or dead)? Do they go to Hell because they were good people, but weren't Christians? What the hell kind of God would hand out reward and punishment like this? That's all you get?
"Good try, but not good enough!"
It shocks me that such a backwards religion has the following it does. Not only that, it's completely intolerant of any other faith. They're all heathens as far as the various sects of Christians are concerned.
I really should stop before I put my foot so far in my mouth it starts coming out my ass (unless that's already happened). I wonder if this will generate any flames at all?
As a final note, I hope I haven't alienated any of my friends or family with this little rant. As I've said, my understanding of the Bible is pretty limited. I'm sorry if I've gotten something wrong, but it doesn't change how I feel about the thousands of people who think I'm a bad person for the simple reason that I love someone and live with him out of wedlock.
I'm done now.
Whew...
Everytime I talk to someone, or look around on the internet, or read a book, some form of religion is brought up sooner or later.
For instance, the reason I came up with this rant at work, was because a man came into the store to pay for his gas. The following conversation ensued:
Me: Hi there! Are you paying for the gas?
Crazy Christian: I sure am.
Me: Is there anything else I can do for you today?
Crazy Christian: World peace.
Me (taking it as a joke): You know, if I could do that, I would.
Crazy Christian: Jesus will do it for us.
Me:...
Crazy Christian: *random muttering about Jesus* He didn't die for nothing, you know.
Me:...
Well what does that mean? Did anyone else who ever died on a crucifix die for nothing? Do people today die for nothing? I know that the answer in some cases is "yes," but that doesn't change my point. What makes Jesus so special? Is it the whole immaculate conception thing? How do we know that even really happened? What if good old Joe was nothing more than the most gullible man in the world. Either that, or he was too blinded by "faith" that he didn't bother to think about the whole "I've never had sex with her, but she still got pregnant" thing. It's not possible she lied? Who would believe that? Seriously?
If God killed His own son to rid the world of sin, why is it still here? Is it because not enough people believe? Is it because not enough of the people who do believe, believe in the same thing? The Christian answer would be, "Well you see, God loves us so much, He gave us free will."
Well woop-dee-freaking-doo! Look what we do with free will! Do I even need to give examples? I don't think I'll bother. It's just too depressing for me.
The saddest part of the whole thing is, according to my (very) limited understanding of the Bible, you don't even need to be a good person to go to Heaven. All you need to do is accept Jesus as your saviour, and up you go. That means any one can get in! Murderers, Rapists, Bigots that rape their own children to keep the bloodline "racially pure." As long as they're sorry and they accept Jesus into their hearts...they're all set. What about their victims? The ones that are so screwed in the head (or dead)? Do they go to Hell because they were good people, but weren't Christians? What the hell kind of God would hand out reward and punishment like this? That's all you get?
"Good try, but not good enough!"
It shocks me that such a backwards religion has the following it does. Not only that, it's completely intolerant of any other faith. They're all heathens as far as the various sects of Christians are concerned.
I really should stop before I put my foot so far in my mouth it starts coming out my ass (unless that's already happened). I wonder if this will generate any flames at all?
As a final note, I hope I haven't alienated any of my friends or family with this little rant. As I've said, my understanding of the Bible is pretty limited. I'm sorry if I've gotten something wrong, but it doesn't change how I feel about the thousands of people who think I'm a bad person for the simple reason that I love someone and live with him out of wedlock.
I'm done now.
Whew...
Saturday, November 20, 2004
Hey! I'm ridiculously good-looking!
(*said in classic Zoolander voice* *throw in a Magnum look*)
So, I was working away at my job the other day, and a lady comes in to use the washroom. She took the key and went in search of the door outside. I decided it would be a good time to start mopping the floor.
When she came back in to return the key, she looked at me and said, "You have a very pretty face." Then she went on this big spiel about how I should look up some proffessional photographers and get some headshots done. Then she said I should look up some modeling agencies!
The entire time she was saying this, I was just standing there smiling like an idiot. I often don't know how to take compliments like that, so all I said was "Thank you very much." When she left, I went back to my mopping.
She made me promise her before she left that I would look into it. This all just totally made my day. Especially since earlier that same day some guy had been yelling at me over the phone about the gas prices. It also was really nice of her to say that, just because I've been feeling kinda down about myself lately. It was a little boost in confidence, for sure.
Well, I did promise her I'd look into it. Maybe, one day, you all might see me in the magazines!
hahahaha....
So, I was working away at my job the other day, and a lady comes in to use the washroom. She took the key and went in search of the door outside. I decided it would be a good time to start mopping the floor.
When she came back in to return the key, she looked at me and said, "You have a very pretty face." Then she went on this big spiel about how I should look up some proffessional photographers and get some headshots done. Then she said I should look up some modeling agencies!
The entire time she was saying this, I was just standing there smiling like an idiot. I often don't know how to take compliments like that, so all I said was "Thank you very much." When she left, I went back to my mopping.
She made me promise her before she left that I would look into it. This all just totally made my day. Especially since earlier that same day some guy had been yelling at me over the phone about the gas prices. It also was really nice of her to say that, just because I've been feeling kinda down about myself lately. It was a little boost in confidence, for sure.
Well, I did promise her I'd look into it. Maybe, one day, you all might see me in the magazines!
hahahaha....
Wednesday, November 17, 2004
Bits and Bites
I was very flattered to see that the good Sir Jonathon Brown put me under his "comrades" list. I think that's kinda neat, since I know him mostly from his blog. I think we've only ever met twice in real life. But I suppose that's what happens in such a world where computers can make contact to anyone else who happens to be online at the same time as you. It's kind of amazing to think about. I would never have imagined (even while I was in High School) the vastness of what we call "the web".
OOOOoooo....I just realized that I never mentioned the coolest thing about my last trip to Nanaimo. My mom and I were shopping, looking for a last minute costume for a party (this was the Halloween weekend, just so everone's up to speed). We decided to try good old Rutherford mall, even though it's slowly becoming deserted. When we drove into the parking lot, I actually saw the Ghostbusters' car! That's right, Ecto 1! It was the greatest thing I'd ever seen! I was praying that the passengers were wearing jumpsuits, and was not dissapointed at all when they got out of the car!
What I think is so very awesome about this, is that someone actually took the time to dress up their car! I mean, what other holiday lets you do great stuff like that without making you look like a consumer whore?
The answer: None of them!
OOOOoooo....I just realized that I never mentioned the coolest thing about my last trip to Nanaimo. My mom and I were shopping, looking for a last minute costume for a party (this was the Halloween weekend, just so everone's up to speed). We decided to try good old Rutherford mall, even though it's slowly becoming deserted. When we drove into the parking lot, I actually saw the Ghostbusters' car! That's right, Ecto 1! It was the greatest thing I'd ever seen! I was praying that the passengers were wearing jumpsuits, and was not dissapointed at all when they got out of the car!
What I think is so very awesome about this, is that someone actually took the time to dress up their car! I mean, what other holiday lets you do great stuff like that without making you look like a consumer whore?
The answer: None of them!
Tuesday, November 16, 2004
Nothing of Interest to Note
Well, I did get a LiveJournal account, but really only so I could post on everyone's LiveJournals without having to prove I'm human all the time. What a pain in the ass. Half the time, the test isn't even legible!
But also, I got to make myself a freaking adorable little icon. Mwahahahahahaha!
Anyway, I have to go to bed now.
Night!
But also, I got to make myself a freaking adorable little icon. Mwahahahahahaha!
Anyway, I have to go to bed now.
Night!
Friday, November 12, 2004
Stupid God...
This blasphemic statement brought to you by me.
Dan and I were talking while we were walking home from the grocery store, and I started this topic about body fat. Why is it, our bodies store fat for the purpose of burning in case to fend off starvation, but the first thing the body goes for is the muscle mass. The Hell? If our bodies worked properly I could drop all this weight by taking some multi-vitamins and drinking some water. Bit no! Instead I get to keep the fat and nearly kill myself instead. Stupid God doesn't know how to make people properly. Seriously, how stupid can you get. You store fat for the specific purpose of back-up energy in case of emegency, and instead God decides to use the important stuff first! Dammit!
OK, I'm done now.
Bye.
Dan and I were talking while we were walking home from the grocery store, and I started this topic about body fat. Why is it, our bodies store fat for the purpose of burning in case to fend off starvation, but the first thing the body goes for is the muscle mass. The Hell? If our bodies worked properly I could drop all this weight by taking some multi-vitamins and drinking some water. Bit no! Instead I get to keep the fat and nearly kill myself instead. Stupid God doesn't know how to make people properly. Seriously, how stupid can you get. You store fat for the specific purpose of back-up energy in case of emegency, and instead God decides to use the important stuff first! Dammit!
OK, I'm done now.
Bye.
Wednesday, November 10, 2004
Grad 2004
So Dan graduated today. He now has a Bachelor of Science with distinction (Esentially he graduated with honours).
I have to be honest. When I got in the hall and sat down, I was expecting a lot of really boring speeches and tradition type stuff. I didn't realize that FREAKING RAFFI was getting an honerary degree and graduating with Dan! That's right, I said Raffi. The man famous for writing and singing Baby Beluga! He's now got a PhD in music! Dr. Raffi Cavoukian! He even sang for us!
I must say, I didn't realise what a cool guy he was until I was actually sitting only like 10 feet away from him. He's a very charismatic person. I enjoyed him a lot.
Anyway, after Dan was done with all the grad stuff, his parents took us out for dinner at th Keg.
There's not much else to write about, really. I was so tired by the time dinner was done, I was just kinda sitting quietly, waiting to go home.
Oh, but Dan's finally got all the components for his new computer, so I'm now blogging to you from my "new" computer. It's about 100 times better than the laptop I've used for the last year or so.
How I've missed a proper keyboard!! It's a wonderful thing, really...
I have to be honest. When I got in the hall and sat down, I was expecting a lot of really boring speeches and tradition type stuff. I didn't realize that FREAKING RAFFI was getting an honerary degree and graduating with Dan! That's right, I said Raffi. The man famous for writing and singing Baby Beluga! He's now got a PhD in music! Dr. Raffi Cavoukian! He even sang for us!
I must say, I didn't realise what a cool guy he was until I was actually sitting only like 10 feet away from him. He's a very charismatic person. I enjoyed him a lot.
Anyway, after Dan was done with all the grad stuff, his parents took us out for dinner at th Keg.
There's not much else to write about, really. I was so tired by the time dinner was done, I was just kinda sitting quietly, waiting to go home.
Oh, but Dan's finally got all the components for his new computer, so I'm now blogging to you from my "new" computer. It's about 100 times better than the laptop I've used for the last year or so.
How I've missed a proper keyboard!! It's a wonderful thing, really...
Sunday, November 07, 2004
"I'm Gettin' Nuttin' For Christmas"
Does anyone remember this song? I learned this way back when I was still living in Burnaby and going to good old Inman Elementary School. Dan tells me he's never heard it, and that makes me sad.
I know it's still too early for Christmas songs, but I couldn't resist putting this one up for all to enjoy. Mostly it makes me think of a time when Christmas meant singing songs for all the adults in November.
So here are the words to this beautiful, beautiful song (you can find a midi of the melody here):
"Nuttin' For Christmas"
By S. Tepper, R. Bennett (c) 1955
I broke my bat on Johnny's head;
Somebody snitched on me.
I hid a frog in sister's bed;
Somebody snitched on me.
I spilled some ink on Mommy's rug;
I made Tommy eat a bug;
Bought some gum with a penny slug;
Somebody snitched on me.
Oh, I'm gettin' nuttin' for Christmas
Mommy and Daddy are mad.
I'm getting nuttin' for Christmas
'Cause I ain't been nuttin' but bad.
I put a tack on teacher's chair
somebody snitched on me.
I tied a knot in Susie's hair
somebody snitched on me.
I did a dance on Mommy's plants
climbed a tree and tore my pants
Filled the sugar bowl with ants
somebody snitched on me.
So, I'm gettin' nuttin' for Christmas
Mommy and Daddy are mad.
I'm gettin' nuttin' for Christmas
'Cause I ain't been nuttin' but bad.
I won't be seeing Santa Claus;
Somebody snitched on me.
He won't come visit me because
Somebody snitched on me.
Next year I'll be going straight;
Next year I'll be good, just wait
I'd start now, but it's too late;
Somebody snitched on me.
So you better be good whatever you do
'Cause if you're bad, I'm warning you,
You'll get nuttin' for Christmas.
I know it's still too early for Christmas songs, but I couldn't resist putting this one up for all to enjoy. Mostly it makes me think of a time when Christmas meant singing songs for all the adults in November.
So here are the words to this beautiful, beautiful song (you can find a midi of the melody here):
"Nuttin' For Christmas"
By S. Tepper, R. Bennett (c) 1955
I broke my bat on Johnny's head;
Somebody snitched on me.
I hid a frog in sister's bed;
Somebody snitched on me.
I spilled some ink on Mommy's rug;
I made Tommy eat a bug;
Bought some gum with a penny slug;
Somebody snitched on me.
Oh, I'm gettin' nuttin' for Christmas
Mommy and Daddy are mad.
I'm getting nuttin' for Christmas
'Cause I ain't been nuttin' but bad.
I put a tack on teacher's chair
somebody snitched on me.
I tied a knot in Susie's hair
somebody snitched on me.
I did a dance on Mommy's plants
climbed a tree and tore my pants
Filled the sugar bowl with ants
somebody snitched on me.
So, I'm gettin' nuttin' for Christmas
Mommy and Daddy are mad.
I'm gettin' nuttin' for Christmas
'Cause I ain't been nuttin' but bad.
I won't be seeing Santa Claus;
Somebody snitched on me.
He won't come visit me because
Somebody snitched on me.
Next year I'll be going straight;
Next year I'll be good, just wait
I'd start now, but it's too late;
Somebody snitched on me.
So you better be good whatever you do
'Cause if you're bad, I'm warning you,
You'll get nuttin' for Christmas.
So, So True...And Funny!
Anyone who's EVER worked in retail knows this is 100% true. Sigh....Another comic to add the the mass I already read...
Wednesday, November 03, 2004
Sweet as Salt
I was looking at other peoples' blogs today, and found on both my friend Robyn's site and also on the infamous Jonathon's that they've got this little trend for the hottest celebrities are. I actually think this is kinda funny. I don't think anyone would care about who I thought was booty-licious anyway.
I think I'm kind of over the whole "worshipping movie stars for their looks" stage of my life. When I was in high school I had all kinds of crushes on the hotties of the week. I really think I'm over that now. Not to insult anybody. It's not like I don't think there are attractive people in show business. I just don't obsess over them anymore (I should state now, that I don't think my friends are obsessing, just sharing).
I will say this though: Billy Boyd has got the sexiest accent in the world! Dan tells me I'm not allowed to go to Scotland without him to chaperone, which makes me laugh.
I think I'm kind of over the whole "worshipping movie stars for their looks" stage of my life. When I was in high school I had all kinds of crushes on the hotties of the week. I really think I'm over that now. Not to insult anybody. It's not like I don't think there are attractive people in show business. I just don't obsess over them anymore (I should state now, that I don't think my friends are obsessing, just sharing).
I will say this though: Billy Boyd has got the sexiest accent in the world! Dan tells me I'm not allowed to go to Scotland without him to chaperone, which makes me laugh.