Time...

Years are months, months are weeks, weeks are days, days are hours, hours are minutes, minutes are seconds, so why are people so concerned with how many seconds they've lived and how many they have left......there's now and there's then, this is what will happen when I'm 80 (then), this is what happened when I was 20 (then).....now is where we are.

Why a 30 entry blog post is an impossible task....

Because it just is, damn it!

I never should've started the thing in the first place. I'm going to call it a 30 entry (whenever I want and not one after another)blog post, who cares anyway. I'll finish it in time, I don't even remember what number I'm on...hmm.

What has happened in the past little while, well, I've come into the technology age for real, real, REAL. Actually that's only partially true because I bought myself a laptop for my birthday, and recieved a cellphone for my birthday. How much technology does a person need? Ok, so when I got the laptop I kept saying "I don't need a cellphone now, because I have a laptop!", I know, I know, they're not the same. I don't drive so there's no actual need for a cellphone because the bf drives and he has a cellphone. I have voicemail on my phone at home, email, messengers of various sorts on computers, so I don't really need to text plus, I have a really hard time with that. I did text one of my friends and she was surprised that I have a cellphone now, it took me two days to reply to her...no joke. So my parents are the ones who got me this little prepaid cellphone and I felt bad when they gave it to me, I really did. They do that thing that people sometimes do where they try to get you excited or whatever for whatever they've bought you. So, my parents being people like that, kept mentioning things about cellphones randomly everytime we'd have a conversation. I kept my replies to a minimum of "Why would I need a cellphone? I pay for voice mail and I don't need someone being able to call me all the time, that's why I have voice mail....", my grandmother even got in on the act and we had a good 20 minute conversation about the uselessness of cellphones. Yeah, then the next day opening up a cellphone and going "Oh, wow, I have a cellphone now" is just less convincing after a conversation like that. My grandmother pulled me aside and said "I knew they got you a cellphone, I love having mine and you'll learn how to use yours don't worry!" Yes, my grandmother has a cellphone. So, it's a prepaid cellphone, it has been almost a month now so the prepaid aspect is almost gone. I've sent maybe 12 texts (I can use 250 a month...) and placed maybe 3 calls (that shit is 30 cents a minute for local and 40 cents a minute for long distance!). I've recieved maybe 15 texts, and 5 of those were from someone who had the wrong number, "if ur goin out 2nite and didnt tel me i'll shit", my reply was "sorry, wrong number", and I got a reply back "wut", "you have dialed the wrong number and you're texting the wrong person, sorry about that!" "ok whutevr". I'm convinced that texting makes people semi-mentally retarded. You can type a full word, correctly, with all the letters now and not get charged extra! Anyway, the thing about the cellphone is a bit of a run on and I'm going to end about that.

Onto the laptop, it's good. Whatelse is there to say besides my grandmother is worried about it. She told me to make sure not to actually use it on my lap because apparently she's worried about my sperm count and getting testicular cancer. I am afterall, the only son in the family who still has active sperm, hahaha. My brother had a vasectomy when he was 25....uh-huh and not for medical reasons, but that's another story.

So, to recap the above, in the span of about a month now, I've switched over to a laptop and I have wireless internet, considering how less than a year ago, I was using dial-up that's a long way. I also own a cellphone, when it eventually dies though I'll keep it with me and use it to get out of awkward conversations, so that's useful, haha.

Onto real life stuff, relationship is good, although he did comment on how my birthday could be overshadowed by his mourning on the anniversary of Bea Arthurs death (questionable?), and then followed by the celebration of the royal wedding (also questionable?). It wasn't overshadowed though, haha. He did wake me up to watch that wedding at 5:30am (!?!!?!!?!) which I fell asleep during except he kept making excited movements and gasps in bed...yeah, not in a sex way, in a "There's the Queen! (insert excited movement)(insert gasp) In a yellow dress similar to that other lady!"

Moving plans are slowly progressing, it's looking like Toronto at the end of July so that's good but moving very slowly. He wants to literally get on a plane with suitcases and go, and I don't know about that. It could work though because my parents are planning on driving to that area in the fall and I can just pack up my stuff and get them to bring whatever I can't bring, with them. Being a DVD hound, I was in a panic but I bought 8 of those big cd books, so that should carry the essentials, haha. Who needs clothes anyway?!

Alright well I'm going to finish this blog post now, so until next time!

Is this the beginning of the end for a night auditor?!

Well, last night marked the end of my 7th year as a night auditor. Stepping into the new year I'm 85% sure that in a year, at this time I'll be doing something else, somewhere else. Ch-ch-ch-changes time to make a change, ch-ch....well you get my point.

Hopefully by this time next year I'll be off this island. Yes, it's beautiful and all that but really, at the end of the day it's still an island. Change is hard, it's hard to even think about without feeling overwhelmed sometimes. I even try to do the thing where I tell myself, "Change is good, it really is", you know that thing, we've all done it. Where we have to talk ourselves into making a really big change because you know that it's probably a good choice. Then you have to reassure yourself that even if the choice isn't great that you'll be able to make another change that. This is a blog for myself apparently, to reassure myself about the big change that's in the air. I should spew out something poetic like, it's in the air and it's.....blah, blah, blah, to the blah, blah and blah. I'm just not that poetic I guess.

The point is, next year I will not be at this work place. I just dread that I'll end up working at Burger King.....which is of course where I'd end up working right? There's only one on the island and it's 7 hours away and of course I'd end up working at a Burger King on the mainland somewhere, and I'll probably end up living in a box.....working in a Burger King living in a box in an alley probably. I hope my neighbours are nice! I also hope it's a refridgerator box, something with a little space, you know? I'd also prefer if it is next to a plug in and a tap. Now I'm just getting ahead of myself. I've just watched a documentary about homeless people that is invading my thoughts, hence the above. About that though, there was a couple in it who were homeless and had 2 working laptops that they used wireless internet on.....now if I were homeless and had really no money at all, I'd probably sell one, if not both, you know, so I can eat and stuff.

Anyway, this blog entry is running on randomly so I'm going to end it right here by saying, change is good.....right?