Time Flies When You're Buying a Dress

Bonnie has managed to find her wedding dress already. She'll be changing the embroidery and beading to the same colour as the dress. So try to imagine it with less black, and more pretty. Of course, it looks freaking amazing on her. She's going to make an absolutely gorgeous bride.

I know what a lot of you must be thinking. "She's already got her dress?! When are they getting married?" Well, they're not planning to get married for another year or so, but the dress won't even be in town for another four months. They have to order and fit it, and all that other stuff. In any case, it's not my wedding, so I'm not going to judge her on how she does things. In any case, that's a big chunk of it out of the way now. Now she just has to worry about a hall, food, drinks, bride's maids dresses (which she tells me are going to be a nice deep red), and all that other crap.

This is apparently all I have to talk about. My own life feels ridiculously boring compared to my sister's.

I have decided (with some help from loved one's) that I'm going to be in good shape for this wedding. I'm going to the gym at least twice a week (rain, snow or shine), and I'm going to work out. I'm also going to change my eating habits. Less garbage, more good stuff. I really have re-evaluate how I eat. I honestly didn't think I was that bad. But my body seems to be telling me different. I'm always lethargic, my back is in constant pain, I'm depressed, and walking home physically hurts me sometimes.

This is not just for my sister, or for the sake of looking good in a dress for a day, a month, or even a year. This is for my health and for my personal and emotional well-being. I'm not happy with myself. I haven't been for a long time now. A lot of problems I had when I was younger (and had actually gone away when I moved) have started to come back.

One of these is my job situation. My dad actually had something really inspirational to say to me last night. I had commented on how this insurance course was going to get me another job where I'd just be selling things to people again. I really don't like the idea of having to sell things to people. I want to educate them. I want to make teach something to them. My dad made a good point that if I found the right kind of place to work then that would be my job. I'd be educating people about insurance. Finding out what would be best for them by telling them how it all works. The way my dad said it, it really lifted my spirits about the whole thing.

I've kind of lost my steam for this whole entry, and the chair I'm sitting in is terrible for my already sore back, so I'm going to sign off for now and maybe have a good healthy breakfast.

I Wish I Had Something Interesting to Write About

Well, I guess I actually do.

The ratio of crazy people I deal with on a day-to-day basis has gone up in recent days.

My two favourite examples come from yesterday and today:

This guy walks in yesterday to pay for $30.00 of gas. Well, actually, it was $30.01. Not that I care...But when I asked if he was buying the gas for thirty dollars and one cent, he gets all defensive and he's like "It's thirty dollars even."

Me: Well it says $30.01.

Guy: It says $30.00 on the pump.

Normally I wouldn't give a rats dragging testicles about a penny, but this guy was being such a prick about it. Plus he was paying with a card. If it had been cash, there would be no problem. But I can't just pretend with a card. Anyway, he finally says, "Never mind just ring it up," and reaches into the "take-a-penny" tray. I thought he was just taking his penny back. But after he left, I looked at the tray and it was empty! He took them all!

WHAT?!?!?!

This morning, I opened the store like I normally do. When I was done all of my usual opening chores I noticed the floor was pretty filthy. Being that it was still early in the morning (6:30 am or so) I figured I had lots of time to mop the floor so that it would stay relatively clean for the day. I was about half way through when a man walked in and stood in the doorway, watching me mop for a second. Then he says, in a thick French accent, "That's a good job for you, eh?" Then he bought his death-sticks (cigarettes) and left.

Is it just me being over-sensitive, or does that sound vaguely sexist? Maybe I misinterpreted him and he simply meant that it was a good job because I was inside and it was damn cold out this morning. I don't know. It's a little weird to say anything like that at all, really.

Anyway, I think I'm going wedding dress shopping with my sister tomorrow, as the weather kind of dashed any hopes of trying to go over the weekend. I'm kind of excited about it.

Also, Dan and I got a new entertainment centre for our living room. It's nice, cuz his computer is no longer the centre of attention in that room, as it's been moved out and to the side of it. My computer is now down the hallway. I like this set-up better, I think. After 3 years of living here, the living room finally feels like a living room.

That's all for now. Blog ya later!

(Eeewww! I can't believe I just wrote that! hahaha)

Basic Skills for Living with Humans Required

I've neglected my blog for a few weeks now, and I'm feeling a little guilty. I've let my fans go far too long without an update on my life.

All kidding aside, I had an uneventful New Year's Eve. Dan and I went to see A Series of Unfortunate Events and then went to dinner. Neither of us even made it to midnight. Though I was up at 5:00 am that morning.

It's finally snowed in Victoria, and what a pain that is! People bitching and whining about 5 cm of snow like it's the worst thing to ever happen to them! I know I usually complain about the cold, but c'mon! I say to the citizens of Victoria, "Suck it up, Princess!"...And, "Learn how to freaking drive!"

Seriously! I was almost hit by an old woman the other day! And it hadn't even snowed by then! I was at the cross walk, and I pressed the button. The little man was there and everything. So what does this lady do as she approaches the intersection? She speeds up so that she can beat me to the corner and sneak past in front of me. Instead, I kept walking and waiting for her to stop. She finally did, but I was starting to arc around...She got awfully close. She got some good glares from me then!

I really can't believe the amount of idiotic drivers in Victoria! Where did these people learn to drive? Why haven't the police taken away more licenses? They keep changing all these laws for young drivers, but I see an awful lot of middle aged drivers and just plain old people that should seriously be re-evaluated!

If they can't see over the steering wheel, they shouldn't be behind it! Also, if you're already dealing with the distraction of other cars, icy streets, sleet, and kids in the back seat, GET OFF THE DAMN CELL PHONE!! I'm sure you're co-workers/loved ones/friends can wait to talk to you when you're in a stationary position.

Anyway, not a lot has happened other than stupid people, and I'd rather not discuss that at present. I want desperately to be happy with others, but the plain retardedness of some of the people I encounter from day to day ruin everybody for me.

Happy New Year and all that to everybody! I hope to see you all soon.