Well today the bad news finally was annouced to the rest of the Ponoka Co-op staff. Yeah it's official that my dad is leaving and come October 20 2003, I am in charge of the bakery department. I'm so happy I could just shit. Talking to Dad didn't really help things much for me. The Ponoka Co-op is a pretty crappy store over all. Sales pretty much suck for the most part and currently there's a wage freeze going on. They figure it's going to take at least a month for them to find a replacement for my dad. The big problem being that since things are the shits, they can't offer the same wages for a manager as oh say one of the Red Deer Co-ops. So you tell me, who in their right mind would take a pay CUT to come work at our store? Come on. Red Deer offers like $11.25 for a second year apprentice, you can imagine what a journeyman baker makes. A lot more, believe you me. Bah, stupid store. Also, while they try to find a replacement, I'm stuck working every fucking day until they do! Not to mention the fact that now I have paper work to do. I'll be writing up the work schedules and doing all the ordering. Ordering isn't so bad, I've done that a couple of times before but the schedule? Not looking forward to that at all. On the plus side, I'm going to talk to the store manager and see if I can't talk him into letting me close the bakery on Sundays. That would give me a bit of a break, so hopefully he's up for it. We don't do great sales on Sundays anyways. Well off to go do some more Halloween Costume planning.






"Blargh! Death, death, death, fear me!!!" WTF Comics (C) J. Waller Issue #40 http://www.wtfcomics.com

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Work's been good so far this week. For some strange reason I actually volunteered to help decorate cakes and it would seem I have some promise in the art. Not much but practice makes perfect I guess. However all good things must come to an end. Today my dad informed me that he's going to be quitting working at Co-op. He's been offered a job at one of the IGA's in Red Deer as bakery manager. Frankly, I can't say I blame him. This bakery makes in two days what we make in a week if we're lucky. It's a busy department and he likes being kept busy. So its good for him. But in the mean time, I'm getting screwed up the ass here. First off, I wanted the 25 and 26 of October off so I could go to Edmt for my birthday. Well, it's not going to happen cause Dad'll be gone by then. And I'd asked for that weekend off a month ago damn it!! The best he can do is give me next weekend off but that's not gonna work. I'd planned it all out. There's a payday the week before I wanted to go and I get that one all to myself. Woohoo right? Nuh uh, think again. There's a payday next Friday but I gotta take rent and car insurance off that one and that pretty much chews up my whole fucking paycheck. Which is why I wanted to go on the 25. And to top it all off, once Dad's gone, I'm basically running the bakery until Co-op can find someone to come and replace him. Knowing my luck, that means working about a month straight. Anyone want to start placing bets on how long before I burn out? Blehg. One good thing does come from this though. I started apprenticing at the store because my dad worked there. Originally the idea was for me to work there until my apprenticeship was done. With Dad going to IGA I now have no obligation what-so-ever to stay. This meaning I can apply for a job with one of the Red Deer Co-ops and perhaps even move to the city. Which would be totally shibby. So in some ways I'm stoked and in other's pissed off. I guess I just need to give it a little time and see how things pan out.

But in the mean time, there's a tub of Neopolitan ice cream in the freezer and it's calling my name. I'm outta here.



"Day Six

Is not that being defeated by last alliance is so bad, is not even that being reduced to a disembodied eyeball is so bad, although Visine would be a comfort. But whose bright idea was it to slice onions in here?

-later-

Blast those orcs and their fondness for onion dip. Have taken their disco ball away. God, it's fun to be evil." From The Very Secret Diaries by Cassandra Claire http://home.nyu.edu/~amw243/diaries/

good lord. it's been a week since i've written anything. my bad. unfortunately, i've not got the energy or necessary drive to give all the details so it'll just be pretty point blank. last week wednesday i moved out of parents house. finally. took three hours to move all my stuff to new place. hehe. still unpacking things and finding stuff i didn't even know i had in the first place. am definately having fun, now that i've moved out. get to stay up, no nagging parents, lots of freedom, sleep in...... etc.
have decided that i do need to get out a little more often though. too much time indoors and now i am beinging to resemble a vampire in the fact that i hiss when i walk outside during the day.
that and the fact that getting off my lazy ass might be good for me. another thing that i decided is that i could really use a cuddle one of these days, but doubt that it'll be anytime soon in coming. blah. :P

*sigh* ok, i need more caffine so maybe i'll be back to post more later. adios amigos.


-Remember, no one pays attention to the happy people. This gives them the element of surprise when attacking their prey.-

Today's lesson: Shrink wrap is annoying when it's not in your hands.

Decided to go hang out with Waylon and other friends today. Mostly due to the fact that Waylon offered to buy me a present aka a short sword. So that's all cool. When we get back from Blackfalds we sit around admiring our new toys for about an hour when we all get bored. Dave's not around so that's where the shrink wrap comes in. We took all his shit and hid it. One pillow's outside on the balconey in a Tupperware container, one's wrapped up in electrical tape. His backpack has been shrink wrapped compleately closed and his shaving kit enclosed in plastic bags.
However, things soon take a turn for the worst right after we finish with the backpack. Kirk decides that it would be fun to shrink wrap me up! Now I don't think so, but when I've got three guys holding me down and tying the wrap around my legs I really don't have much choice. So by the end of the five minutes I'm trussed up like a X-mas present on the couch trying to move. They all think this is great fun while I'm doing my best impression of a pissed off cat. You know, the whole pouting and glaring rountine. That only made them laugh more. Fortunately for me I had one hand mostly free so I was able to start picking away at it for the most part. Resorted to teeth for a while but that kinda hurts the mouth after a bit. I must admit, as annoying as it is to be shrinked, it's also somewhat amusing at the sametime. Ah well, now I must plan some form of revenge on them. Not an easy task but I shall do my best.


"The dumber people think you are, the more surprised they're going to be when you kill them."

Goooood Morning Veitnam!!!!! errmm, afternoon rather. So I didn't get up til noon. Sue me.

Yeah, got diddly squat to say today. Wow, me speechless, there's a first.
Smoothies are yummy. hehehe

Well hmmmmm. I'm new at this stuff so bear(???) with me.
The real trouble being I have no bloody clue what to say and anything I can think of is probably pretty lame.

So after about five mintues of just sitting here thinking my first idea is........ PURPLE!!!!!!!! For that I would like to thank Corwin. Dave aka Evad Nametag comes in a close second with SEVEN!!!
First lesson about me, I'm random as bloody hell. Somedays I even surprise myself. Not that hard I suppose to be truthful.
Now here's my question. Somehow my sister and I came up with this great Idea for her Halloween costume. She wanted to go anime/manga this year and I suggested Inu-yasha. Yeah I talked her into going as a dog demon. Hence the question. How hard can it be? Let's tally up the supplies shall we.

One Red Kimono
One Katana
A white mid back length white wig
One pair of white dog's ears
Fluffy white tail (optional)
Sandals

Doesn't seem like a big deal. Until I remember that this is Central bloody Alberta we're talking about. I'm in a town of maybe 10 000 people. Wait. No, less than that if memory serves. Most are Dutch farmers too boot. And I'm trying to find Fuedal period Japanese clothes and weaponry? I'm out of my god damned mind and way past my budget as well. So this is the part where we decide to fudge it. I ask Way if maybe he can help me. He figures yeah he should be able to but what do I want again? *sigh* So now we're the look out for a huge red bathrobe. BLAH. But we're going to have fun with it and we all know it. My costume should be far easier. I just need to color half my hair blue, the other half black, get a green shirt with a 1 on it and cargo pants. And explain to my mom why my hair is still blue at Christmas and Easter. *insert evil laugh here* I love pissing her off.

Ah well, me harties. I think it's about time I drew this ramble to a close. Till next time.

"And a dwarf breaths so loud we could have shot him in the dark" Haldir