I've come to the conclusion that almost all "reality" television and talk shows are based off the idea of train wrecks. You know you shouldn't watch but you just can't look away. They're so very morbidly fascinating. They also tend to make me twitch and yell at the television in an effort to ward off "teh stupid". Examples of said shows are Dr. Phil, Oprah and VH1's Kept.
In the case of the talk shows, it's like there's some sort of sign outside the studio's that says "We're looking for the most dysfunctional people on the planet. If you fit this description, please apply within." Also, but this could just be my ignorant Canadian self going here, at least half of these people talk with thick southern accents and drawl. Like Larry the Cable Guy. "Git'r dun!" Gah! Why must you people fill my head with hurting!?!?

And then there's the reality tv. Oh god, where to start. My biggest gripe right now is the whole "kept man" thing. Jerri Hall is not looking for a man she can have a relationship with , she's looking for hired help that she can bang on the side. For God's sake, just hire a bloody rent boy. It's less hassle and probably far cheaper than this fiasco you're showing on the telly.
And no, I am not jealous of her. Why the hell would I want more than one guy. Josh is just fine for me and from what I'm seeing he's far better behaved than most of those guys are. He's got his moments, but that's why I love him.


But yes! Stop the reality TV and the talk shows, if only to keep me from going after those people with a shotgun.









Quote of the Day:

The problem with America is stupidity. I'm not saying there should be a capital punishment for stupidity, but why don't we just take the safety labels off of everything and let the problem solve itself?

Quote is courtesy of bash.org

It's too bloody hot. Inside, outside, at work, my apartment... bleh. Even having a fan isn't helping much any more.



Quote of the Day:

"I brought you some supper but if you'd prefer a lecture, I've a few very catchy ones prepped...sin and hellfire... one has lepers."
Shepard Book - Firefly -

Today was my last day working with Erin. Friday is her last day but I'm off so, there we go. The job will now be much less tolerable than it was before. At least while she was there I had someone equally as insane as I was to talk to. I guess this just means slightly more trips to the city. Providing of course that the gas prices remain decent. The good news in this is that I have some where to crash on weekends when I go to NAIT for my second year schooling.

I've also decided that listening to Frank Sinatra, Micheal Buble and other such "crooners" is more than likely what's responsible for the fact that I very badly want a custom fit pin stripe suit and a fedora. That and I like pin stripe suits. Josh, buy me a suit! Or I can always steal one of yours. Which ever works better for you, darling(I love you and for more than just the suit). Cue me dancing around the house, singing "A Foggy Day(In London Town)" into a hair brush. Ok, I'm not exactly "Blue Eyes". So sue me!
The music's smooth and sexy, can you blame me for trying?








Quote of the Day:


"But don't forget who's takin' you home
And in whose arms you're gonna be
So darlin' save the last dance for me"
Save The Last Dance for Me

So either my fish tank is cursed or my corycat is a serial killer. Hitler lasted all of about three days and now has been resigned to Davy Jones' locker.
Now the story behind Hitler's name....
Erin went and got these three little puffer fish. She named them Edison, Einstien and some other name I forgot. When she bought the fish she was told that they were good fish, friendly around others. Turned out that they attacked every other fish in her tank. So she renamed them Hilter, Stalin and Mussolini. Seemed like a good idea. Anyways, now they're all dead.




Quote of the Day:


Franz Liebkind: You know, not many people know zis, but der Fuhrer was a terrific dancer.
Max Bialystock: Really? Gee, we didn't know that, did we, Leo?
Leo Bloom: No, we sure didn't.
Franz Liebkind: THAT'S BECAUSE YOU WERE TAKEN IN BY THE BBC! Filthy British lies! But did they ever say a bad word about Winston Churchill? CHURCHILL!
[gags]
Franz Liebkind: With his cigars, and his brandy, and his ROTTEN paintings! ROTTEN! Hitler, there was a painter! He could paint an entire apartment in one afternoon! Two coats!


"The Producers"

Whee. New month has started, I don't get a day off until.... well, I don't actually know. Um.... Canada Day has come and gone. Independence Day has been here.
I chugged three cans of Dew Fuel at work today, therefore I'm wired enough to pick up FM. Over tired + caffeine + sugar = "wheeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!" Lots of insane giggling today at the job.
I'm getting a new fish before Erin moves to the city for her schooling. It's a puffer fish and it's name is Hitler. There's a story behind the name but I'll tell that some other time.
I need to buy a new cordless phone. And tires for my car. Phone first though.
Trying to come up with ideas for my parents 25th anniversary. Not doing so well.
Ate dinner already but still hungry. Can't think of snack ideas though. Brain not wanting to function.
I want my Josh here. I want cuddles damn it. Hmph.








Quote of the Day:

*Jake* Caffeine and I are getting along well today.
*Nismorack* Didn't you break up?
*Jake* We talked it over
*Storm* how the hell could you break up with caffeine?
*Storm* that's just insanity
*Jake* I already have to deal with transient insomnia
*Jake* Caffeine just compounds the issue.



Quote courtesy of bash.org