Saturday, September 30, 2006

Cry ~ James Blunt


I have seen peace. I have seen pain,
Resting on the shoulders of your name.
Do you see the truth through all their lies?
Do you see the world through troubled eyes?
And if you want to talk about it anymore,
Lie here on the floor and cry on my shoulder,
I'm a friend.

I have seen birth. I have seen death.
Lived to see a lover's final breath.
Do you see my guilt? Should I feel a fright?
Is the fire of hesitation burning bright?
And if you want to talk about it once again,
On you I depend. I'll cry on your shoulder.
You're a friend.

You and I have lived through many things.
I'll hold on to your heart.
I wouldn't cry for anything,
But don't go tearing your life apart.

I have seen fear. I have seen faith.
Seen the look of anger on your face.
And if you want to talk about what will be,
Come and sit with me, and cry on my shoulder,
I'm a friend.
And if you want to talk about it anymore,
Lie here on the floor and cry on my shoulder,
Once again.
Cry on my shoulder,
I'm a friend.

Friday, September 29, 2006

For those of you that follow the Wize

Thursday, September 28, 2006

What your birthdate means

Your Birthdate: July 28
You have a Type A personality so big it makes other Type A's shrink away in shame.You never shy away from adversity - and you love to tackle impossible problems.Failure is not an option for you, and more than a few people are put off by your ego.You tend to be controlling, and you hate leaving anything up to chance.
Your strength: Your bold approach to life
Your weakness: You don't accept help
Your power color: Bronze
Your power symbol: Pyramid
Your power month: October
What Does Your Birth Date Mean?

Tuesday, September 26, 2006

I am Mighty!

I am easily amuzed
LoL

turn up your speakers
click here

now if ya liked that one
click here
and do this one

I laughed
till I stopped!

Friday, September 22, 2006

"Away from my desk...."

1. I am currently away from my desk, beating my head against the wall. Your message will be replied to once I have reached a level of numbness sufficient to cloud my vision to the point I am able to formulate a response to your request.

2. I am currently out at a job interview and will reply to you if I fail to get the position. Be prepared for my mood.

3. You are receiving this automatic notification because I am out of the office. If I was in, chances are you wouldn't have received anything at all.

4. I will be unable to delete all the unread, worthless emails you send me until I return on April 1st. Please be patient and your Mail will be deleted in the order it was received.

5. Thank you for your email. Your credit card has been charged $5.99 for the first ten words and $1.99 for each additional word in your message.

6. The e-mail server is unable to verify your server connection and is unable to deliver this message. Please restart your computer and try sending again. (The beauty of this one is that when you return, you can see how many in-duh-viduals did this over and over).

7. Thank you for your message, which has been added to a queuing system.You are currently in 352nd place, and can expect to receive a reply in approximately 19 weeks.

8. I've run away to join a different circus.

9. I will be out of the office for the next 4 weeks for medical reasons. When I return, please refer to me as 'Martha' instead of 'Martin.'

10. I am currently out of the office, without access to email. I will return to the office in 6 months, 3 months with good behavior.

I'm home sick

and....
I am surrounded by idiots

I am home sick from work
have been all week
actually
I got sick last Thursday night
so my weekend away

was mostly spent sick in bed

the policy where I work
is that you have to call in
every morning that you will not make it in

I have a “special dispensation from the Pope” to cover my illness’
the “special dispensation” is an Employee Relations policy
so that when I get sick I don’t lose my job

I also have a new supervisor
who is the king of “make it up as you go along”

so for 3 years
whenever I’m sick I call in sick
and I call ER to “activate” my special dispensation for that day
and for 3 years this has been good enough
and for 3 years I have not once “abused” the privilege

so much so that at one point the ER person I deal with
suggested that we "cancel" my special dispensation
cos I wasn't using it
but I said no
cos when I get sick
I am good and sick
and such is life with a compromised immune system

anyway....

today the new supervisor calls me
wakes me up from a stone cold sleep
cos I was up all night coughing till I throw up
coughing till I wet myself
or coughing till my head blows off

and he informs me that he requires that I have a
note from a dr to cover my time off from work


WTF?

After 3 years of employment this putz wants
to infer to the general public that I am
taking advantage of the policy
I don’t think so!


this fucktard
has pissed off
the wrong sick woman

Film at 11

Thursday, September 21, 2006

Things I've Learned....

got this from another board and I love it!

Things I've learned from my Boys (honest and not kidding):


1.) A king size waterbed holds enough water to fill a 2000 sq. Ft. House 4 inches deep.(Never let them see the filler spout)

2.) If you spray hair spray on dust bunnies and run over them with roller blades, they can ignite.

3.) A 3-year old Boy's voice is louder than 200 adults in a crowded restaurant.

4.) If you hook a dog leash over a ceiling fan, the motor is not strong enough to rotate a 42 pound Boy wearing Batman underwear and a Superman cape. It is strong enough, however, if tied to a paint can, to spread paint on all four walls of a 20x20 ft. Room.

5.) You should not throw baseballs up when the ceiling fan is on. When using a ceiling fan as a bat, you have to throw the ball up a few times before you get a hit. A ceiling fan can hit a baseball a long way.

6.) The glass in windows (even double-pane) doesn't stop a baseball hit by a ceiling fan.

7.) When you hear the toilet flush and the words "uh oh", it's already too late.

8.) Brake fluid mixed with Clorox makes smoke, and lots of it.

9.) A six-year old Boy can start a fire with a flint rock even though a 50-year old Man says they can only do it in the movies.

10.) Certain Lego's will pass through the digestive tract of a 4-year old Boy.

11.) Play dough and microwave should not be used in the same sentence.

12.) Super glue is forever.

13.) No matter how much Jell-O you put in a swimming pool you still can't walk on water.

14.) Pool filters do not like Jell-O.

15.) VCR's do not eject "Bolongne" sandwiches even though TV commercials show they do.

16.) Garbage bags do not make good parachutes.

17.) Marbles in your bikes gas tank make lots of noise when driving.

18.) You probably DO NOT want to know what that odor is.

19.) Always look in the oven before you turn it on; plastic toys do not like ovens.

20.) The fire department in Prince Rupert B.C. has a 5-minute response time.

21.) The spin cycle on the washing machine does not make earthworms dizzy.

22.) It will, however, make cats dizzy.

23.) Cats throw up twice their body weight when dizzy.

24.) 80% of Men who read this will try mixing the Clorox and brake fluid.

Tuesday, September 19, 2006

Latest tuneage

'Hide and Seek'

Where are we?
what the hell is going on?
the dust has only
just begun to fall
Crop circles in the carpet
Sinking feeling

Spin me round again
and rub my eyes
this can't be happening
when busy streets a mess with people
would stop to hold their heads heavy

Hide and seek
Trains and sewing machines
All those years
They were here first

oily marks appear on walls
where pleasure moments hung before
the takeover
the sweeping insensitivity
of this
still life

Hide and seek
trains and sewing machines
Blood and tears
They were here first

mm what d'ya say?
that you only meant well, well of course you did
this it's all for the best, of course it is
that it's just what we need, you decided this?
what did you say?

Ransom notes keep falling out your mouth
Mid sweet talk newspaper word cut outs
Speak no feeling no I don't believe you
you don't care a bit
~Imogene Heap~

cough cough

once again
Ah hab a toad id by dose
ah feel lak sit

if you see a plastic bag on the ground
don't kick it
it's my lung

gak!

Friday, September 15, 2006

Baby Hug...

ATTENTION ALL DOGS!!!
THE FOLLOWING ARE IMPORTANT INSTRUCTIONS FOR EVERY DOG TO KNOW


Instructions for properly hugging a baby:

1. First, spy a baby.


2. Second, be sure that the object you spied was indeed a baby by employing classic sniffing techniques. If you smell baby powder and the wonderful aroma of wet diapers this is indeed a baby.

3. Next you will need to flatten the baby before actually beginning the hugging process. **Note: The added slobber should help in future steps by making the "paw slide" easier.

4. The "paw slide" -Simply slide paws around baby and prepare for possible close-up.

5. Finally, if a camera is present, you will need to execute the difficult and patented "hug, smile, and lean" so as to achieve the best photo quality .
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Dogs, if this is properly done, it will secure you a warm, dry, climate-controlled environment for the rest of your life. Good luck to all of you!

Thursday, September 14, 2006

tiny bubbles....

some people suffer writer's blocks
and are unable to write for days at a time

that doesn't seem to be my problem...

my problem is that there is soo much going on
I don't known where to begin

I've found myself hugely disappointed
in a whole bunch of people
that I had respected
and the result is
that I am reluctant to speak about it

I can say - I'm getting pretty tired of the "all about me" show
I'm pretty much finding myself
at the "pull the plug" stage
er- "exit stage left" stage as it were

I try to live my life
from a postion of giving, love and integrity
I've been a long time getting here
and I know I don't quite have it right yet
but I strive for it each and every day
consiously

but

I think that every once in a while
my bubble gets burst
and I land back in the real world
with a big ole thud!

and I am faced with the fact
that entirely too many people
think more of themselves
than they do others

sad eh?

Saturday, September 09, 2006

can I just say

I'm tired of attending Memorial rides and funerals
3 in 3 weeks
is too much

you'd think I'd eventually run outta tears
but not so much

be safe out there people
it's a jungle!

Friday, September 08, 2006

R.I.P.



Lorne Hagen

~R.I.P~

Thursday, September 07, 2006

You know where I work eh?

I'm a middle manager in a call center
representing a major US cell phone company

so I currently have 20 people on my team...
most of them are hugely smart and relatively sane "nice" folks - and I won't lie - on the phones these people are way better versed in the vernacular of the job than I am - I'm the cheerlead/den mother/wicked witch of the west....jill of all trades/pencil pusher extraordinaire - that's me!

a couple can get "iffy-er" than me on occasion and recently we've had a few...shall we say, "dull knives" added to our drawer

ok
so picture this...
each employee sits at a desk, each desk contains a phone, a keyboard, a mouse and a monitor

each rep's job is to answer the phone and fix up the customer's account via the dozen or so dedicated software packages that we use

all of the rep's have inbound email, but not outbound
cos the company that shall remain nameless doesn't trust them enough to allow them access
er something

to qualify for the job - you only have to be able to type at 20 words per minute...but you need to understand the basic concepts of dedicated software programs
and
well, you know....Windows

and you really need to understand the concept that time is money
so tick freakin tock people!
tick freakin tock!

every morning I start my day out with some sort of version of the proverbial "pep talk" (ish).....
right after I whine about not being able to remember my own first name that is....


"everybody here?
is everybody present to the job at hand?
did everybody have a good night?
is everybody ready to go?
nobody killed the hubby er the wife er the kids last night right?
everybody got coffee? - no more coffee for you bob!
too tired? suck it up buttercup - we're about to rock n roll here..."

every day it's the same kinda stuff and every day I also have to make sure that they all start off on the same page..... cos that's what they pay me the "not so big bucks for"


"everybody got the tools you need to do the job at hand?
everybody got all the forms you need? I've sent em out via email conservatively 20 times this month - so if you don't have them it's cos you haven't saved em to your hard drive....need help with that? I can teach you"..."

rah! rah! rah!
sis boom bah!
you know the drill?

so today
one of the "dull knives"
spent an hour an 37 minutes
weeping
cos she can't find the forms she needs

well first off....
she can't find the information to tell her which form she needs cos she can't find the program that will tell her what form she needs
she can't find the program cos she closes all the "autoloaded" programs cos "they get in my way"
so
when all else fails - let's weep!
she is so far outta her element I'm not sure we're the same species

I give her some time to figure it out cos I've told her over and over

and
well
hope springs eternal

and then I remind her yet again for the umpteen billionth time that the forms she needs are in her email - cos I've been sending them over and over and showing her where to save them over and over
which brings on a whole new storm of weeping cos she's got the emails but she can't find the forms

then
she tells me "I've clicked and clicked and there's no forms"
I go to look
and she's clicking in the empty email

I point at the paper clip in the upper right hand corner of the email
"oh" she says
"what's that?"
"it's called a paper clip" says I...."it mean's that there's an attachment"
"what's an attachment?"she says

holy crap!
here it is 10 pm and I still have a vein in my forehead throbbing out a rhythm in response to those tears


this is just wrong....
on soooo many levels
~ahem~

Wednesday, September 06, 2006

Rec'd this in my mail today...

it literally made me howl....

Dear Kotex:

I recently noticed that the peel-off strip of my pantiliner had a bunch of "Kotex Tips for Life" on it. Annoying advice such as:

Ø Staying active during your period can relieve cramps.
Ø Avoiding caffeine may help reduce cramps and headaches.
Ø Drink 6-8 glasses of water a day to keep you hydrated and feeling fresh.
Ø Try Kotex blah blah blah other products...

Obviously the individual behind this was someone who has never possessed a functioning set of ovaries. Go ahead and tell a menstruating woman that drinking 6-8 glasses of water will help keep her feeling fresh. Like we need more fluid inside our bloated bodies from hell...but go ahead...I triple-dog-friggen-dare-ya... See what happens and report back. I'll wait.
While you're at it, dump out the coffee at work and remove the chocolate from the vending machine. I garan-friggen-tee that the first responders will be females who just ovulated. Staying active will relieve headaches & cramps...well guess what, the only activities that interests me is eating, sleeping, bitching or crying for no apparent reason...and oh...does ripping someone's head off count as a friggen' activity?????

Look, females don't need or want tips for living on their feminine hygiene products. Younger girls are already hearing "helpful" crap like that from elderly relatives. Veteran females have already concocted their own recipes for survival, many containing alcohol & barbituates.

Printing out crap advice while sneaking in ads for the brand that was already purchased is just plain annoying, not to mention rude, and is enough to send a girl running to the Always brand. It's not a fun time, but DO NOT try to cheer us up by adding smiley faces or bunnies or flowery cutesy crap to your products or the packaging. Put the crap in a plain brown wrapper so we can throw it in our carts discreetly and have it blend in among the wine and beer.

There is nothing more annoying than having a blinding pink package announcing your uterine state to everyone in the store. Why don't ya just add an in-store microphone to the damn package & announce that...helloooo, another female in the store is on the rag!!!!!

So take your tips for living and your cute bunnies & the smiley faces and shove them right up your ass.

PS How about adding a free sample of Pamprin & maybe a shot of Bourbon to your packages instead!!!

Tuesday, September 05, 2006

Full Moon Crazies

here's another thing - you may think I'm nuts
but here goes

today is Sept 5
on Sept 7 we have a full moon

during the period around the full moon
people have a tendency to get the "full moon crazies"
hence the term "baying at the moon"

people working in hospitals and bars batten down the hatches around the full moon
and it's been proven that their work loads increase significantly
people who are normally happy and able to deal with stress, drink too much, don't sleep, don't eat or over eat and get basically kinda frantic

it is my belief as a Wiccan that we women have a closer connection to the moon than most people recognize
more women in the world will get their menses this week
more women will be emotional this week
and if there is gonna be a tidal type mother nature issue in the world it always happens around the full moon
PMS suffers commit crimes around the full moon - there is a direct correlation between women finally getting away in one form or another from abusive spouse during the full moon
and people with "bad nerves" come unglued around the full moon

if you don't want to take tranquillizers or sleep meds - how about going to the health food store and buying some St John's Wort and melatonin

Melatonin will assist your sleeping and St John's Wort works really well for anxiety - you just can't take it if you are on heart or blood pressure meds and they are all natural!

ok - the witch in me will shut up now

talk amoungst yerselves

Monday, September 04, 2006

nightmares

woke up this morning
crying again

yet another
nightmare about
my sister

after all these years
of telling myself
it's her loss

in my little heart
the one I don't share
I know the fear of
having a sister
that won't or can't
be my sister

in my little heart
I ask myself time and again
how is it...
that all these other people love me
and my own flesh and blood sister
can't or won't?

and then
when morning comes
it lessens....
it doesn't go away
but at least I stop crying

~~~~~

and speaking of fear
if you are reading this
and you used to be on my email lists
you need to resend me your email addy
cos with the loss of my harddrive
I lost all of you
and it's made me fearful of never
being in contact with you again

Sunday, September 03, 2006

Sometimes yer the cat...

and sometimes yer the canary!

one of the (many) crappy things
about having blown up my previous hard drive
is that I lost all the fonts I had collected over the years

this morning bright and early
I get it into my head that I am gonna at the very least
find a copy of "Tempus Sans ITC"

so that I can view my blog in the manner which I intended

I started a little after 7 AM
and here I am at 12:15
just now able to view
my blog in the correct font

for all the money I spent on this god damned contraption
you'd think it wouldn't be so fuckin hard

problem is XP is child proof....

er that's what I keep telling myself anyway

Saturday, September 02, 2006

funerals

I'm off to another funeral today
I don't like it
and I don't wanna go
but at the end of the day
it's not about me
it's about the people left behind

I don't suppose that
Tanya's family and friends have any idea
what exactly they are on for
cos they don't know how many of us there are

but they must know what
a huge part
respect
plays in our lives

they must - because there is every indication
that respect was the reason that Jeff chose to ride with us

the whole thing is making me feel old
I've come to the time of my life
where the number of funerals I go to yearly
outweighs
the number of weddings

*sigh*

Friday, September 01, 2006

Question of the Day?

How come
we never see
those Hummer trucks
in the country
er
in the bush?

is it the price of gas
er the price of prestige?