Slogging

+ Baby toads make any day better.

Ew.

Congratulations, Tom Cruise, on your engagement to your newest trophy wife. As the years progress, may she do everything you say to make you look good. And to clean up your piss and drool as you decline into old age. And heaven forbid she develop a backbone. You creepy old fucker.

Summer in the city

+ Heat indicies hovered near the century mark today. It hasn't been that hot here in a long time. The last time it soared above a hundred (like 110+) was about a decade ago, before I started high school. My brother and I spent the summer in the basement watching Barney.

+ I only want to see Batman Begins because I think I'm in love with Michael Caine. Oddly enough, I saw an old gentleman today who looked an awful lot like him. I've seen him before because I remember the constant double/triple-take I did the first time I waited on him.

+ Speaking of Batman, I now have the urge to watch Little Women because that's where I first fell in like with Christian Bale.

+ I wonder how many cans of beer it takes one to forget to close up the house before stumbling into bed. Mom has never neglected that before. Yet tonight I wander down, and all signs point to her having retired for the night. Yet the fan is still on, the shades up and the back door is WIDE OPEN. omg.

Good and broke

+ Having grandma paid up is a good feeling. A broke one. But a good feeling.

+ The frequency with which I travel does not give me long to enjoy this feeling.

+ I still have a balance on my credit card that I have to wait to pay off.

Without Wax

Digital Fortress: Definitely not his best work. It's obvious it's an early one. It does have it's merits though, and I'm glad he's perfected the formula through the other three that I've read. So now I think I rank them:

1. Angels and Demons (this was emotionally packed for me, at the end, total stunner even though the revelation wasn't that astounding. My breath had caught in my throat. It also left me uneasy to sleep on some nights. Great read).

2. The Da Vinci Code (the reverence in which he wrote the ending really touched me. and the rest was brain candy. I can't say it was terribly well written, but a very engaging story).

2. Deception Point (I have to tie this with Da Vinci. This was a really good read, that lead me in a great circle away from where I needed to be. Even though I realized I was probably being lead on).

4. Digital Fortress (I had most of the important stuff figured out by the time the story picked up. The end had some neat twists and good points. But it was very jerky storytelling).

You can drink the whole town dry

Today I again realized:


+ The best laid plans often topple over right in front of me.

+ The thought of getting married is scary, but I'm up to the 'challenge'.

+ Sometimes it's good that my job is terribly brainless.

+ Never pack away sweaters, jackets and space heaters. Even if it IS June.

+ Ali is a bitch that defies definition.

Here's to you, 'Mrs. Robinson'

Should I care when my forty-something (mid forty-something) mother receives more whistles and catcalls than this twenty-something (mid twenty-something) daughter? Not that I actually enjoy being hollered at by boys driving around in mama's ride.

You can feel it near. But you don't know where it is.

It's a strange thing, to be so in love and you can just feel your whole life (and lives) ahead of you. And at the same time, watching and hearing of someone you care about nearing the inevitable end. Mortality is a strange thing. A blessing. A curse. I suppose it's apart of the human condition?

Disney Princesses, they snort coke.

Dear Everyone-With-Eyes,

Lindsay Lohan is a coke-head. That is why she looks like the poster child for malnutrition. Stop speculating and start calling her out on it. And while we're at it, someone hold her down and start a drip of chicken fat and make her look healthy. Gross.

Annie the Insect Killer

Today I:

+ Was visited by a many legged buglet. And the largest mosquito I had ever seen. Then another bug came by, I'm not sure what he was. But he flew into a plastic bag and I promptly trapped him in it. He stopped buzzing awhile ago. They must be getting in through the air conditioner, or the west wall. They are no longer among us. I am forever killing bugs in this room. Not out of uncleanliness. More simply, it's an old house. Where's Bob Vila when you need him?

And realized:

+ Again, how much I dislike living here. In response to that, I touched up a piece and tossed it up for auction on Ebay, where it has been bid upon. While the logic in me hopes it goes higher before next week, the friend part of me hopes that the bidder wins it.

+ I have the urge to stay up all night sketching. Even though this piece is being a bitch.

Hollywood daddy complex or true love?

Am I the only one who thinks that Tom Cruise and Katie Holmes make a rather gross looking couple? Not gross in regards to looks, they are both very attractive people (must be the high cheek bones..^~). While she is twenty seven, she looks far younger and therefore Cruise looks like he could be her father. Or a not much older uncle. Either way it's creepy. I wonder if Holmes had a solid father figure in her life. In the few cases of young woman/much older guy I've run into, the young woman had a lousy dad or none at all. Not that every case is like that. And Tom, he likes to have a woman he can control. Anyway, Tom and Katie. Ew.

Did this 'Whet' your appetite?

Last night:

+ A young man (college aged? 20s) called the store to inquire about a personal lubricant he called 'Whet' (I've since been told that it is actually 'Wet'. So this guy was a moron too). Did we carry it? No sir. We only carry Astroglide, KY and a generic. (I couldn't check, I had a customer at the desk). Which is supposed to be better? I don't know sir, I've always understood it to be a matter of personal preference. You may have been sincere, but don't call and bother me about lubricants for shits and giggles when I'm busy. Or ever, for that matter. Next time, I will direct such a call to a business better equipped to handle your question. Like the 'Little Mac Adult Superstore' right down the road.

Today I realized (again):

+ That folks with poor personal hygeine and oh-my-god-gag-me body odor, will always buy the elctronics that they don't need. Instead of marching their stinky asses four aisles up to the deodorant and body soap. Dear sir, if you come back to buy more memory cards, return as "zestfully clean" so I don't have to fan myself to breathe while you shop. Because you're not fully clean until you're zestfully clean.

Incredibly boring note:

+ The city broke a temperature record. Apparently it hasn't been 90F on June 8th since 1979. Not too impressive I wager. Last summer, I wondered where summer went. Right now, I'd like it to go back to wherever it had been.

Oh Canada

Today I realized:

+ For all the money and time I've dumped into Canada since 2001, they should just hand me an "honourary Canadian" sticker and give me a visa and make me a happy girl. That would make my life infinitely better, since it would make moving in with my boyfriend that much easier. Planning and moving out is never easy. It's even more of a pain when it involves international red tape and 1,000mi.

+ Even after a total of three years with the K-Mart Corporation (oh excuse me, Sears Holdings Inc.), I find it odd that I still stop and think "Damn this place sucks." Oh if it weren't for the people I work with, and all the time off they give me to fly out to Atlantic Canada, I'd definitely be on the job path at this very moment. 'Unfortunately', with a possible jaunt up to the big lake, a very possible trek up to the rock (Newfoundland) and a wedding to go to this fall. Well, I just can't afford having an employer that would tell me no! ^~ It's good to be well liked by the powers that be.

+ Some people will milk any and all illnesses as long as they can for as much as they can. And then claim that they are dealing with it and all the whiners need to shut their mouths. I suppose I didn't just realize this. And I'm really thinking of just one particular case. Anyway. Sometimes I'd love to neatly sweep them all over a cliff.

+ I really want to read Digital Fortress.

+ Summer blows. Give me autumn.

Conspiracy + Man + Woman = Dan Brown novel

Today I discovered:

+ That WWE Raw can be addictive. Very addictive. And I have my boyfriend to thank/blame. Edge will one day consume Lita's face in those awful kisses. Ew. Also, wrestling is no fun to watch alone.

+ Two of the three Dan Brown novels I have read, end in sex. I hope I haven't ruined them for you. I think Deception Point is my new favourite of his. Followed by Angels and Demons and then The DaVinci Code. I'm still debating on whether or not to read Digital Fortress.



+ I think a mosquito flew in through my air conditioner.

+ The new Starbucks mint frappucino is tasty. And addictive. Very addictive.