WorkworkWORK

I am redonk busy.
REDONK.
No time off for over a week.
I like money.
A lot.
But I've grown to enjoy sleep and friends and imbibing an occasional beverage.
This may be the last you hear of me for a while.
But in the words of Ahhnold...
"I'll be Back"

the captain gave way to joy division

uh... yea?

So my uncle just called me.
He just called me for what I think is the first time ever.
Just called me to ask if I'd be a pallbearer for my Grandma's funeral.
In case she dies soon.
I know it's because he's going to be in Ottawa for about 2 months.
Where he will be having some tests done, and will eventually have a surgery for a new pacemaker and defibrulator.
I get what he's trying to do, and hope things work out for he best for oth him and my Grandma... but WTF!?

Saturday Night Live Clinton.

Tina Fey is Back and I've never been happier!

Dramatic Re-enactment:

Only at Sin City

This is how you choke a bitch on the Dancefloor...

Thanks for driving down for a night of voracious dancing Kristen!

Tall Naked Double Long Cap

Oh my stars!
Sometimes, sounding like someones Grandma is the only way to fully describe a situation.
Today was a very busy Saturday at the cafe. I stayed an hour late, we almost have run out of baked goods. My back aches, my tip jar is full.
Tomorrow after working the brunch shift, I'll write a full post about something. Maybe not something big and maybe not about something significant, but the post will be here, and I will write it.

snow gathers on my windowsill.

i've been mia.
i get that.
next week slows down.
promise.

when i'm restless i crave change i can control.
all my hair is cut off.

not better.

did i jinx it?
today my grandma had a severe heart attack.
i acknowledge that she is 94 years old.
that the mind and spirit will alway outlast the body, the vessel.
but nonetheless, she is the only woman in my family that everyone loves completely and unconditionally.

trials.

I'm very conscious of living in the digital world.

I blog about work a lot. A LOT. but am very cautious about what I say and reveal. As much as I love my job, I must acknowledge that i work in a corporate entity.

So it is with a heavy hand of an editor that I type this...

Today was a BAD day. I won't go into a great amount of detail. The work itself was fine. The pace was fun, the work fulfilling. But very place of employment has a person who insists on making things difficult. Who refuses to concede, whether right or wrong, who lives off of snide comment and passive aggression. Despite my best efforts, this person got the better of me. Not to their face, although I tried to explain my position and that of what was percieved as the greater good, but behind closed (refridgerator) doors I lost my shit.

I'm going to have to try harder, but I have dificulty in moving on when I know I'm right. It's not that I can't just leave things be, if this person were only affecting temselves, I'd have no problem. They ae affecting 3 to 4 seperate but related departments. But with each keystroke, my stress dies back, and I get closer to closure.

Tomorrow will be a better day.

Tomorrow will be a good day.

Drea

So, I think that it's about time I admit that this romantic entanglement is more in my head than hers.
I've told her how I feel, and what I think, and she agrees, but does nothing.
It's too difficult to be around her, too hard to still be friends.
Yet there's nothing I'd want more than to see her, and talk to her everyday.
GAH!
when did turning 24 equate to being 14?!?

review...

Man!

When things come together, they really come together.
I'm employee of the month at the cafe.
And, my performance review is in at the hotel.
Not only to they love me in the kitchen, but i got me some love from the Administration and Management.
I've been reccommended to run the Gazebo this summer.
Which means, BUSY, TIRED, and CRAMPED.
Which also means, AWESOME! RESPONSIBILITY! MORE MONEY!!
It takes effect in April, and had been hinted at for a few months now.
The love is just pouring in or what I do, and I'm straight up LOVING IT!

Mellancamp

So, I survived another birthday. My 23rd was the birth of "Classy on the Inside" and as far as events. it was one of the best birthday's I've ever had.

(23rd Birthday!)

It was such an outpouring of love and support from such a vast array and group of friends. It was also the catalyst for chang ein my life. I realized, that as much as I've been alone, and done everything on my own for the last 4 years, I still had people willing to help me, and to listen, to critique and to comfort. It also didn't hurt that we got our party on that night in such a manner that there was no class left on the outside at all.

It started a shift from the talk, and idea or change to the action of change. Which has made this last year so much harder, and so much more fulfilling than I could have hoped for. Thanks to anyone reading for that. I'm a better man for all of you.

(24th Birthday!!)

So this year, for my birthday, I took a little trip to Ottawa. I was in the city for EXACTLY 24hrs and 17min. And I had a complete blast. These people are friends in the greatest sense of the word. Generous and caring, kind and beautiful. Honest. Trustworthy. So how else should we celebrate than in a private box at a Tom Cochrane & John Mellancamp concert! Classic rock at its best, the kind of show where you wait for one song in particular, but for all the time in and around that song, you are reminded of so many other songs that have been a soundtrack to precious moments of your life. If you've read this blog for a while, you will know how much live music means to me. Everything around me fell away. The stress, the stiffness from the bus ride up, the music sort of wrapped around me and time became as fluid as the notes in the air. I would swear to God that we were only at ScotiaBank Place for 10min.
(Life is a Highway)
(Jack & Diane)
Upon my arrival home Sunday evening, a group of 12 of us went to Matsu on Park for a Sushi Birthday Dinner. I love the food here, the quality and care is on par with any of the best sushi restaurants in a bigger metropolitan city. It's hidden from view, off of any main street here in Peterborough, so most students are unaware that they have more than one sushi option. It was such a good dinner, filled with laughing, and reminicing. I've known all of these people since i was in ninth grade, and we still get along like thieves. We've come along way from dinner's at chain restaurants, and to a degree I'm going to take some credit. I've pushed their palates for almost a decade, so I think the Swiss Chalet celebration is on its way out.

(Me & Mr. Matsu)

I hope that this theme will continue throughout my twenties, I am in my mid-twenties now, the first birthday to sufficiently freak me out. Looking back though, I don't see much of a change, and the change I do see, is easily for the better.

Mazel Tov!

because of the snow storm, i am taking the 8:35 bus out to ottawa tomorrow morning.
which means less time for people, but a safer trip.
i'm such an adult now.
in other news, i am employee of the month at the cafe!
hootie-hoo!