Your mind is active, but it may not show on the surface today. You probably have a lot to say, although you may decide to keep most of it to yourself. Others won't realize that you're holding anything back, because you'll appear to be chattier than usual. You can effectively use your charm to create a smokescreen around anything you don't wish to discuss. Trust your instinct; it's not time yet to spill the beans

Guy: Isn't England a state of the US, like Colorado? ...

*shakes head*

Sigh: My sympathies to all of those in London right now. I can't believe that happened... and I suppose I'm naive to hope that this won't spur good ol' Bushy into more dumbass remarks and maneouvers?

Why on earth can't people let each other alone? Why can no one accept that everyone is just a person. What they believe no more affects what the next person believes unless the first person decides to change. Why do people think that killing other people will change anything? I should shut up now, or I'll just keep ranting.

Update:

An update on the fall... (Thanks for those words of wisdom there Karnov - it was in fact the stairs that did the hurting) my left ankle is all swollen up now, though it's not twisted, just lumpy and sort of bluish. There's also a sore spot on each knee, though the right one actually has colour. My wrists are a little sore too from trying to stop myself by clinging to the bannister. *rolls eyes* The fact that I haven't broken any bones in my life totally amazes me. Here I am sailng down stairs, dropping things on my limbs, randomly stabbing, electrocuting or bashing myself and flipping backwards over fences (that is another tale for another day) and I'm still in one piece. It's a wonder they gave me my driver's liscence! At the very least I should have a warning label: "Watch for flailing limbs" SHEESH!!

I finished day four of training out at my new job and I have to say my brain is totally twisted with information. We were doing "prorations" and billing today and I was so tangled up that my eyes crossed involntarily and our trainer laughed. (Fiend!) Seriously though, I'm so glad I'm only having to learn (mostly) one system because otherwise I'd be in serious trouble. Oh and remind me to take a calculator as my brain quagmires at the mere thought of equations more complicated than 7x6. Not to mention the fact that I have to now learn "American" which goes against my proper-english-trained brain.

It's taken me until today to actually get into the rhythm of the says, since I actually have to leave the house at 5:30am to get the bus that gets me to work in time. Yesterday I lay down at 7:30pm or something and slept almost all the way through until 430 when my alarm went off. (Hrm, perhaps this has had an affect on my coordination... or not.) I realise that as much as I would love to sleep in on Saturday, I'm not going to be able to without screwing up this precarious sleep-pattern I have set up. Maybe just until 6... (I'm seriously thinking of asking for a shift change to at least an 8am start...)

I've begun to work on a new template, since the Lovely Lindsie has offered space on her domain for my little corner of the internet. However, since I've been cross-eyed most of this week I've really accomplished depressingly little. On that and on the novel that I was so hot on the week before. Barring anymore leg or brain cramps I should be able to get into the swing of things a little better soon.

That's been my week so far, and I hope that tomorrow is relatively common-sense. We get to "call-shadow" tomorrow, which ought to be terrible fun. :)

Gravity and I Obviously have Issues

I swear, I must have done something to piss Gravity off something fierce, because today I managed to slide down another flight of stairs. Either that, or Stairs just have issue with me being on them. I swear, I caught my shoe on my pant leg. Yes, you read that right. My pant leg, and no I have no idea how I just know that my foot didn't come back out the way it should have after the last step and I hit the next stair with my knee rather than my foot, then I fell all the way to my other knee and then I slid down about seven other steps before I could stop myself. Thankfully, no one else was in the stairwell, so there were no other injuries - just my pride. Hell, maybe my feet are the ones in rebellion. I should give them a good stern talking to. You think?

First Day....

...and I'm tired. I don't think it should be legal for people to have to get up at 430....

HAPPY CANADA DAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!




Today is the day we celebrate everything that's good about Canada - and no i don't just mean maple syrup and Tim Hortons.... I mean our mountains and rivers and lakes and islands and trees. Our mosaic of people, rather than a melting pot. Our health care system. Our opportunities. Our 'vast tracts of land' and countless parks and wildlife reserves. Our indigenous people and their heritage. Oh, and not to mention the pride we feel in our country. That's pride, not mindless patriotism. ;)

I've been reading blogs about Bush's latest trainwreck, I mean "speech", not the least of which was by River at Baghdad Burning which led me to this person who ranted about the whole situation. Here's a quote:

The "terrorists" in Iraq don't share the same ideology as the September 11 attackers, unless by "ideology" Bush is making a sly, bigoted reference to religion. No, the insurgency in Iraq isn't motivated by religious fundamentalism or some sort of messianic dream of being leader of some pan-Arab theocracy. The insurgency in Iraq shares the same ideology with us, or at least the same ideology that we profess to: Being heavily armed freedom loving men who would give absolute hell to any invading and occupying army. The difference is that the Iraqis are actually doing it, while our uber-patriots hang their fat guts out of pickup truck on the U.S.-Mexico border trolling for beaners and worrying whether the stickers on the back of road signs are a secret code for invaders from the United Nations. If there are actually any real "terrorists" of the Islamic fundamentalist type they have either been drawn to Iraq, or created within Iraq as a result of our invading and occupying the country. To then turn around and cite what we created as a rationale for the invasion in the first place is for people who have completely dispensed with mundane concepts like causality.

Hum... ya think? (I also loved the image of the 'uber-patriots')

So, I had to watch this before I left for work today. Seems one of our huge ferries lost control and smushed a bunch of pleasure craft, thus stranding a large number of disgruntled passengers for about 6 hours on board. This happened after the three-car rear-ender that happened on my street this am. That woke me up. 'Course I couldn't find the news coverage of that incident, but did come across this about a car driving into a bus stop. *crosses eyes* Come on people, there's only so much I can blame on the full moon, and there isn't even one at the moment, so what is the deal?? No more happy juice for you! No!

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Hehe, tripe and trotters, what!