tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61731662011-11-27T16:23:01.156-08:00Random crap from a mind constantly filling with it. You were expecting a spiritual journey?Big Hoserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05151991957670518646noreply@blogger.comBlogger7701100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6173166.post-33164937512904880182009-04-29T17:46:00.000-07:002009-04-29T18:11:45.902-07:00

I have 2 days until I retire.I know I've confused everyone who knows my actual age, but what I mean is "retiring from the industry." I've been doing this for 3 years and now understand how someone could burn out so quickly and so easily. I also came to understand that I'm just not good enough to have that unique area of specialty. It's an industry based on having the top people of their

Big Hoserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05151991957670518646noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6173166.post-86301043491198315672009-04-20T12:50:00.000-07:002009-04-20T18:25:03.496-07:00

It's been close to 5 years since I saw my last boss at my old, old job... He was in charge of the department I returned to after escaping for the office From Hell.Almost 5 years...I don't mention it much, but my wife works for my last boss, T, and has now for nearly 4 years. I've been quietly nervous ever since I left (not on the greatest of terms, thanks to the office From Hell) that one day

Big Hoserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05151991957670518646noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6173166.post-58174536789369842582009-03-23T18:22:00.000-07:002009-03-23T18:35:29.373-07:00

I have a co-worker who I refer to as a friend, but it's a strained relationship. It's strained for numerous reasons and listing them out makes me question why I even talk to the freakin' guy!1. He's my shadow. If I'm heading downtown for lunch, it's 99.9% likely he'll want to tag along. I don't mind on occasion, but when it started happening everyday... ugh. If nothing else, it's been a

Big Hoserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05151991957670518646noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6173166.post-83187953119726572782009-03-23T18:05:00.000-07:002009-03-23T18:17:10.052-07:00

I think 10 weeks between posts is a record, but it's also indicative of my Blogging activity in that same timeframe. The blogs I used to read frequently, I've read twice ~maybe~ in 2009. Any bloggers reading this: I mean no offense by ignoring your blog. I've ignored mine too!Let's see. January highlights....The Ultimate Train Hottie returned! One morning, as I sat in my usual spot, she came

Big Hoserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05151991957670518646noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6173166.post-83069050294346122342009-01-04T16:02:00.000-08:002009-01-04T16:28:20.515-08:00

Today is the last day of my 2-week vacation. It's snowing... again. I think this has to be the worst winter in recent memory. Even on the days we're supposed to get relief from the winter weather and return to our rainy West Coast climate we just end up getting more snow.Snow kept me from a number of things yesterday, including writing a little something here on the blog.As soon as I was

Big Hoserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05151991957670518646noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6173166.post-22459471373509997682009-01-02T15:12:00.000-08:002009-01-02T16:35:45.254-08:00

2008 literally closed with a bang. And I do mean literally. A man was shot and killed just up the street from my house. That's pretty much all I know about it, but... yeesh.I've mentioned before that we've gotten a lot of snow. In fact, I think we had a record snowfall for the month of December, but I haven't heard the official total yet. It was just shy of 90cm, which is about 3 feet of

Big Hoserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05151991957670518646noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6173166.post-8392613529554051722009-01-01T14:01:00.000-08:002009-01-01T14:43:16.541-08:00

This blog's been going downhill over the past few years as my time disappears quickly. I managed one post during the final half of December, the entire time I was "on vacation." I just don't have the time anymore.This blog was originally my daily journal, to keep track of thoughts/ideas and problems I was having at work. I try not to talk about work anymore (it could get me in major trouble)

Big Hoserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05151991957670518646noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6173166.post-79060752654716650822008-12-23T11:54:00.000-08:002008-12-23T12:20:03.253-08:00

Dreama arrived with her kitty on Tuesday. The kitty stayed, but Dreama traveled on to pick up her daughter and make a break for a border or two.And it's freakishly cold here. I put all the blame on you-know-who, freshly arrived from the Arctic!! She can deny it all she wants, but it's been a nasty "start" to winter. She arrives in Vancouver to the heaviest snowfall in the past decade. She

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We're moving in the spring and my in-laws have volunteered themselves to pack up our house.Sadly, they seem to think having us pack up to move into our new home (under construction....soon... and should be ready in April) before Christmas. Our dining room is boxed up and stored in the back of our garage. Most of my office went there too, but I defended my computer while armed with a hockey stick

Big Hoserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05151991957670518646noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6173166.post-20630340920785283762008-12-01T20:35:00.000-08:002008-12-01T20:55:59.109-08:00

Work's been a big distraction of late. Hell, work's been a big distraction since early 2007. The little promotion-with-no-pay has eaten up time, that's for sure.I forgot to mention that the team I'm on grew from the original 5 guys to 11 in total. Sadly, each addition has, in my opinion brought the quality of the team down just a little bit more. The first "noob" to join the team has proven

Big Hoserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05151991957670518646noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6173166.post-87096765183006352372008-11-08T14:47:00.000-08:002008-11-08T15:15:48.457-08:00

With time to spare on my visit to the dentist, I made my way across the street to a shop I'd wanted to check out for some time. I entered the store and saw a familiar face inside.No, it's not someone I actually know --or even met, before really. He's one of the coffee bar guys on my morning train. A little odd to suddenly run into him. He recognized me too. He's seen me on the train and he's

Big Hoserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05151991957670518646noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6173166.post-77193622952302427342008-11-01T19:28:00.000-07:002008-11-01T19:47:00.211-07:00

The last thing I needed during a couple stress weeks at work was something else going wrong... like, say, a filling coming out. That happened a week ago, Thursday.What's worse is I couldn't for the life of me figure out where the filling came out. No matter where I rolled my tongue around, everything felt the same. That was bothersome. I assumed it was a very back molar, because I wouldn't

Big Hoserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05151991957670518646noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6173166.post-21804062267492347132008-11-01T19:23:00.000-07:002008-11-01T19:28:30.491-07:00

Upon my return from California, I discovered I'd been promoted (is that the trick? Go on vacation?). No, no raise, but it makes me look good later on.With the promotion came a couple dump trucks filled with work and responsibility. Topping it off was the expectation that work I'd done previously could also be done at the same time. Add to that mix that an extra "fun" thing I got to do in

Big Hoserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05151991957670518646noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6173166.post-801566620058805512008-11-01T19:09:00.000-07:002008-11-01T19:23:22.655-07:00

No, not fired.There's a lot I could say about the week I went to California and a lot more I anticipated I could talk about. Sadly, the truth is the day after we arrived in Orange County, I'd nearly drowned myself drinking water as the heat really got to me. And with drinking water came Montezuma's Revenge... California-style.So, 3 days in Disneyland also meant two days where I visited every

Big Hoserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05151991957670518646noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6173166.post-86548061091135539112008-10-04T08:35:00.000-07:002008-10-04T09:35:22.199-07:00

I closed out August with a week of overtime. I ended up with 65+ hours worked that one week. This past week, I closed out September in a similar fashion: A 60+ hour work week.I'm very tired.One of the things that happens when a bunch of us work late, is we swap stories and 2 of us were talking about big mistakes in our past. My big mistake was, naturally, Sex Caffeine. I had a... "moment"

Big Hoserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05151991957670518646noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6173166.post-14969249586833171472008-09-13T19:18:00.000-07:002008-09-13T19:38:56.350-07:00

I have, so far, 3 books filled with ideas and purposely bought a new cell phone with a QWERTY keyboard just so I had somewhere to jot down ideas as they came to me.Brilliant, yes?Well, no, actually. My ideas seem to come to me just as I'm about to fall asleep or as I'm in the shower. Can't write or type in the shower... *grumble*The other morning, I came up with a great idea for a comic book

Big Hoserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05151991957670518646noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6173166.post-89997665988466782482008-09-11T23:49:00.000-07:002008-09-12T00:12:47.926-07:00

Last week, I had a horrible time sleeping. Going to bed wasn't an issue. Neither was falling asleep. I was pretty damned tired after a busy week of work the week prior.The problem was, my dreams kept waking me up. In fact, over three nights I had the same *sort* of dream repeatedly:I'd be doing... something, and suddenly someone would be standing beside me and telling me to stop what I was

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During my morning commute a few weeks back, I'd noticed a girl giving me a funny look. I gave one back to her as she looked like one of My Kids.She was one of My Kids.It turns out she's working less than 2 blocks away from my office downtown, so I've earned myself a new coffee buddy. There are two stories in one here and I'm telling the funny one first. 'P' is one of My Kids I've rarely

Big Hoserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05151991957670518646noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6173166.post-13529846577145972092008-09-06T10:59:00.000-07:002008-09-06T11:34:07.639-07:00

I used to be organized. I had to re-write that last sentence. It originally said I was "quite" organized, but I don't think that's exactly true. Growing up, my room was always messy --not that I liked that. I don't like messes, but they sure like me. And once a mess gets too big, I never know where to start to clean it up. Even now in my little office, I have boxes stacked on boxes, games

Big Hoserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05151991957670518646noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6173166.post-51279613976754231522008-09-01T19:33:00.000-07:002008-09-01T19:46:16.132-07:00

I had a mini-"discussion" with my sister over Facebook the other day. She's totally hooked on the new Kid Rock song which just made me shake my head again and again. Kid Rock? Gah.It's hard to believe we're related, my sister & I. We had a musical mini-meme (and I had to explain what a meme was...) and our tastes in music couldn't be more different.Where I'm listening to the Creaky Boards,

Big Hoserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05151991957670518646noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6173166.post-1767643719399381752008-09-01T18:58:00.000-07:002008-09-01T19:33:15.207-07:00

Dreama, for one, gets on my case about my love of women. I can't help it, I'm addicted.:)But, I will say, some situations I do not enter into on my own and this latest adventure can solely be blamed on my wife for both encouraging it and praising me for it! Praising!?! Yeah, I know!!It all started when my father-in-law's stepsister and her family came to visit from the East Coast. I'd met the

Big Hoserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05151991957670518646noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6173166.post-25971196528466978292008-08-14T18:56:00.000-07:002008-08-14T19:10:00.696-07:00

I learned a valuable lesson this week while taking the morning train to work. When I see something that may, in any situation, freak people out... it's best not to act casual about it.See, on Monday I was sitting and vegging, listening to music on my phone when the Train Hottie next to me started leaning in closer. A little odd, to be sure, but I was fine with it. Until I realized she was

Big Hoserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05151991957670518646noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6173166.post-53497272082780342132008-08-14T18:39:00.000-07:002008-08-14T18:55:59.383-07:00

It's only a mile, but when you fall out of shape, a mile suddenly becomes much much longer than you last recall. It's even longer when your trainer says "run."Jerk.Not really. He set up a new "circuit" for me that includes a 1-mile run. Fortunately, as exhausting as a 1-mile run can be, it was broken down into 1/10th of a mile for each run --and it was followed by some other routine. So, I'd

Big Hoserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05151991957670518646noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6173166.post-36053243281035063902008-08-10T01:11:00.000-07:002008-08-10T01:29:59.662-07:00

After the odd "job recommendation" I got a few weeks back, I was quite concerned about the future of my job. I knew there were "big changes coming" at work and my fear was that those changes wouldn't include me. Even after my boss told me my contract renewal was 99.9% ensured, I had a feeling that 0.1% had compounding interest.So, as the end of July loomed, I was pretty much convinced it was

Big Hoserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05151991957670518646noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6173166.post-87557570357844926772008-08-05T19:34:00.000-07:002008-08-05T23:12:36.373-07:00

This one's going back to an event that happened a few months ago, but as this is a longer post, maybe I'll be forgiven for finally mentioning it here.I've mentioned (ad nauseum to some, I'm sure) my fixation with the Train Hotties (a.k.a. 'TH') before. There was one morning... one fine sunny morning... that I followed Train Hottie #2 (my favorite 'TH') up the stairs. Now, at first I was polite

Big Hoserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05151991957670518646noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6173166.post-44881456317036231892008-07-16T20:59:00.000-07:002008-07-16T23:48:54.142-07:00

I had my semi-regular job review this week. I still love the job, despite some days when it's more stressful than I'd like. Those are the days when my lunchtime walks are a little slower... so I can take in some fresh air and not have to deal with work for an hour. But I love the job. I don't want it to end anytime soon! My contract, sadly, expires in early August.2 months ago, I could've

Big Hoserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05151991957670518646noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6173166.post-44705382535173068192008-07-16T20:56:00.000-07:002008-07-16T20:59:47.800-07:00

This is the 750th post in this blog. Some people post that much in a year, some in a month. Me, it's taken 5 years.Well, it's been interesting. In some ways, I never know if I should continue with it or just give it up completely. But for some reason, every once in a while (especially these days), it's good to vent semi-anonymously and get some things out of my system. So, there will be

Big Hoserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05151991957670518646noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6173166.post-66953704185631384632008-07-16T20:38:00.001-07:002008-07-16T20:55:48.431-07:00

My wife got a new job at my old office. Yes, it's one of the jobs I used to do there many many moons ago and she's quite happy to have it as it works better with her "schedule."So, I'm happy for her.I'm also curious to see what the future holds... I'm being a little selfish, but I'm hoping I've lost alot of weight and put myself in a new shape to really show off around Christmas. In my 8 years

Big Hoserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05151991957670518646noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6173166.post-63444682311378532812008-07-16T20:15:00.000-07:002008-07-16T20:36:56.628-07:00

As I mentioned in 'Bruised,' I was put through some fitness tests and flexibility tests by the new personal trainer. It's been 6 weeks since I started and I'm still at it. The trainer's great, he pushes me, but because we only meet once a week and he leaves it to my motivation for the other 6 days, my climb to better shape and fitness/well-being is a gradual one that isn't killing me.My

Big Hoserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05151991957670518646noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6173166.post-31401876245984496212008-07-01T16:04:00.000-07:002008-07-05T14:25:19.094-07:00

Today, July 1st, is a holiday here in Canada and it kind of sucks to have a holiday on a Tuesday. I decided a while back that I'd take the Monday off work. I'd have a nice 4-day weekend and hopefully get to relax.It wasn't soon afterward that Dreama announced she'd be making her way through my territory at the end of June. It became a question of when exactly she'd be around... would I be in

Big Hoserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05151991957670518646noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6173166.post-23046786131631873972008-06-29T15:24:00.000-07:002008-06-29T22:14:00.808-07:00

As much of a FAIL as blogging from the train has been (seriously, for every post published, there's 3 or 4 that vanish completely!), my phone has at least given me the opportunity to quickly jot down notes when some idea gets stuck in my head.In fact, I just looked into printing everything out to try and physically organize my thoughts and to print it out would be 30 pages of notes at a 10-point

Big Hoserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05151991957670518646noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6173166.post-29816389352960783732008-06-07T18:56:00.000-07:002008-06-07T19:06:14.627-07:00

Twelve weeks. I have twelve weeks where there's no need for me to drive to work. There's no deadlines, no overtime, and nothing stopping me from using the train.Thank God.The weeks leading up to our deadline were obviously getting longer and longer. I was putting in 12-15 hour days and then finding every day longer at the office also had a longer commute to the office. By deadline day, my

Big Hoserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05151991957670518646noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6173166.post-67288100650970923362008-06-07T18:22:00.000-07:002008-06-07T18:56:08.642-07:00

No, this one isn't a follow-up to the last one. I've gotten myself motivated to get back into the gym and have hired a personal trainer to get me up to speed.I started with a metabolic typing test, which told me which foods will help with getting me back into shape.Shapes.Shapes. I'll be getting more physically fit and be trimming off the fat as well. Ironically, by eating more fatty foods.

Big Hoserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05151991957670518646noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6173166.post-5505806614683858722008-06-07T17:25:00.001-07:002008-06-07T17:31:07.124-07:00

Gah, 2 weeks go by again without a post.Yeah, I was brooding in my last post and it has led to several questions. Honestly, I'm at a loss as to why the sudden blow up from my wife. She definitely has trust issues with me these days and who knows... it could be a myriad of things causing it. I won't go into details, but I can only assume she's been compounding issues and laid it all out on the

Big Hoserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05151991957670518646noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6173166.post-44823656144301943912008-05-21T17:23:00.000-07:002008-05-21T17:51:47.406-07:00

People at work today could definitely tell I was having an "off day" today. While I tried my best not to be surly, the mood would get a little gloomier as the day went on. And to think this morning I was completely fine.See, yesterday I made a mistake. I've always been a bit of an impulse buyer as it helps my mood. For the most part this week, it hasn't been bright and cheery. It's been

Big Hoserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05151991957670518646noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6173166.post-60185183322203267662008-05-18T20:10:00.000-07:002008-05-18T20:27:35.115-07:00

In Match, my solitary post was about an ex-girlfriend who suddenly reappeared in my life and announced she was a former prostitute-slash-heroin addict.Crazy.I have several ex-girlfriends listed as 'friends' on Facebook and on occasion, I find myself immersed in conversation with them. And, yeah, that's even crazier.Last June, I met up with one whom I hadn't seen since we were teenagers. Her Mom

Big Hoserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05151991957670518646noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6173166.post-16420112177932111832008-05-16T23:28:00.000-07:002008-05-17T00:34:57.012-07:00

Between Facebook, the commuter train, and home, women are truly a focal point in my life. I'd originally written "women are truly becoming a focal point", but I know that's not true: They ARE a focal point.Work doesn't count. I'm in a department of 80 people and there's 2 women. Of course, maybe that's why I'm going crazy right now. Girl crazy.I mentioned in a previous post that there's a

Big Hoserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05151991957670518646noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6173166.post-21267790869706287782008-05-15T19:47:00.000-07:002008-05-15T19:50:08.132-07:00

Apparently my idea to post on here via my new "smart" phone isn't very successful.I had a great post I wrote today in about 45 minutes.Nope, nowhere to be seen, I'm afraid. Despite Blogger's "ability" to save drafts automatically, there's no draft saved. No is there a post published after I clicked on 'Publish Post.'Twice.I'll try and write something more... soon.(not from the train *sigh*).

Big Hoserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05151991957670518646noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6173166.post-84469352860020693332008-05-08T18:00:00.000-07:002008-05-08T18:16:50.857-07:00

When I started the new job, I knew the biggest risk was the temporary status in the contract. Essentially, I was guaranteed work for 6 months, with a good chance of the contract being extended. It was extended on day 1, actually. It turned out they needed me for 7 months.My contract expires the end of August and in some ways, I was looking forward to the end. Oh, it's a great job, but I am

Big Hoserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05151991957670518646noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6173166.post-87722725958158429632008-05-02T21:52:00.000-07:002008-05-02T22:20:52.911-07:00

My faith in humanity is dwindling to nothing very, very quickly.I have to drive into work twice a week at the moment and the commute is, once again, really getting to me.In MY opinion, I'm an above-average driver. I'm not a great driver, by any means. I'm also not a horrible driver. I speed, yes, but you're not about to see me run red lights or stop signs and speeding in playgrounds and school

Big Hoserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05151991957670518646noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6173166.post-36839759223932697872008-04-16T17:28:00.000-07:002008-04-16T17:31:18.624-07:00

I found one of the missing posts. I guess it stayed as a draft after I hit publish... The other, however, is long gone. I'll have to figure out what went wrong.~from the train.

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"But this could be a bad year for the family. And that's where the coping really hits home. See, her oldest 2 daughters, both in their 80s, are watching their husbands' declining health. It's likely both husbands will not see 2009. One for sure, the other it's hard to say."~From 'Passed' - February 23, 2008.Last Wednesday morning, I was thinking back over the latest "weekend that wasn't" and was

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Wow! I had a single post for the entire month of March. Come to think of it, that's one more post than I read on anyone's else's blog.Wow.And to think it just got busier at work. Well, the plan behind the cell phone with the keyboard was to do the writing thing. It's not working out, seeing as how this should be my 4th post for April, but it's somehow my 2nd. Yep, there's 2 mystery posts...

Big Hoserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05151991957670518646noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6173166.post-67448224212249078802008-04-09T17:37:00.000-07:002008-04-15T18:39:07.200-07:00

My wife had a job interview with one of my old departments yesterday. I knew about the interview and I knew about the department.I didn't know who all was in the department now.I knew Cee was there and my wife would be working right next to her. The head of the department loves me (I was one of her favorites when I was there (gah!) 8 years ago). My wife told me last night that the department

Big Hoserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05151991957670518646noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6173166.post-5587335648085344842008-04-09T07:13:00.000-07:002008-04-09T07:20:24.929-07:00

The first post in quite some time, I know. I'll make it special.Short but special.I finally got a new cell phone, an HTC 640, which has a QWERTY keyboard. So, this blog entry comes both from my phone AND while I'm onboard the train. Ha!Fear not. This post may be short, but I'm saving up a bunch of stories... including the return of Sex Caffeine.Yeah... I said it.

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There's some debate over when we originally met and things got... interesting. I say it was 1992 or 1993, but there are hints that it was 1990 or 1991. SHE seems to think it was 90/91 and she's most likely right on this. Sad, really, as all things considered I should have the better memory of it...I think.Whatever the case, sometime between 1990 and 1993 (yeesh), I met a girl named 'Red.'

Big Hoserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05151991957670518646noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6173166.post-74045586485994647652008-02-23T13:44:00.000-08:002008-02-23T13:48:44.267-08:00

Having a random thought day and not really motivated to do anything else... So, just quick little blog entries for now :)The Postcard thing is still happening and driving my best friend crazy. The 4 latest countries to send a postcard to him: Kuwait, Peru, Argentina, and Burkina Faso.Awesome.In my original post about the postcard joke some 4 years ago, I mentioned a song I was listening to at

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3 weeks are done at work and they've me they're impressed. I came onboard during a major deadline crunch and got to work right away --screw training and orientation. I learned on the fly.3 weeks, 150+ hours of work, later and they're impressed. Good! I'm tired, but I still have a bounce in my step as I head to the office.Train Hottie's around, but she's returned to sitting in another area

Big Hoserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05151991957670518646noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6173166.post-71743104784968803062008-02-23T10:11:00.000-08:002008-02-23T10:30:12.396-08:00

My wife's grandmother died this past week. She was just shy of her 102nd birthday, so I don't think it came as too much a of surprise that she passed away. It wasn't like she was sick and suffering for very long. Her health was in decline over the past year or so and her mind was slipping as well. But no one can deny she had a long and good life.She had 4 daughters and 3 sons, one of which

Big Hoserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05151991957670518646noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6173166.post-47293665955934259442008-02-23T10:00:00.000-08:002008-02-23T10:04:01.629-08:00

I gave my parents my car. That's the easy way of putting it. Their car has a wonky transmission, their truck is a gas guzzler, and my car is barely being used with me switching to mass transit for my work commute.So, the car stays under my name, but my parents can drive it for the next 6 months. And pay the insurance too. :)I have my parents' vehicles too, now. The truck is in the driveway

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I do like this job, don't get me wrong. I just had bad timing for my arrival. I started during a 2-week deadline crunch, which meant instead of 2 full days of training, I got 5 days of spotty, a-minute-here and a-minute-there 'orientation' to my new job. It's similar enough to my last job that it's fairly easy to pick up, but the pressure's on for deadlines, one of which was supposed to be

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I started the new job this past week and I'm in total shock after 5 days of work. My commute is beyond stress-free and has become a breeze. I still leave home at the same time, but I'm at work in no time and never find myself running to catch the various modes of transit I need to get me places.My big concern was having such a set transit schedule might be seen as 'risky' to the company, as I

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[one word, still works!]I always think that the moment I have good news, everyone rooting for me will be happy.Not true.In fact, my wife was really upset that day and it continued for a week. See, the day I got the new job offer, her job (one of my old jobs at the office From Hell!) was cut by 80%. They did it "to be fair" to the on-call workers who were barely getting any shifts because of the

Big Hoserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05151991957670518646noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6173166.post-65959369399483706122008-01-28T09:45:00.000-08:002008-01-28T10:26:45.898-08:00

I left work for good on Friday. It was great to go.I also realized earlier in the week that the last time I quit a job was just after high school. In 17 years, I've quit 2 jobs. I've been laid off, had contracts expire, and businesses close down around me. But I've only quit twice.It's funny, but I've always been depressed starting a new job because I've either had to settle or I'm expecting

Big Hoserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05151991957670518646noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6173166.post-52761991630497242702008-01-28T09:23:00.000-08:002008-01-28T09:38:45.520-08:00

I'm home for a week before heading off to the new job. I'm supposed to be working on a new website design for a company, but the guy who's supposed to get me all the resources I need is off for the week because his wife had a baby over the weekend.I could work on my own, but I haven't nailed down a design for mine yet... geez.My first bit of housekeeping was to go through my MSN contacts and

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If Facebook is good for nothing else (and with the number of times I've had to repeatedly login and tell it to "remember me" this week, it pretty much is good for nothing else), it's reading what people... friends... are up to.Maybe this will become a quasi-theme this year. Checking over friends' status and jotting down the more interesting ones...Michelle is excited about skating on the longest

Big Hoserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05151991957670518646noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6173166.post-9838877340611249172008-01-18T23:32:00.000-08:002008-01-18T23:40:48.737-08:00

The results from the job interview came in quite quickly from the interview on Tuesday. I was told it would be a week. And having dealt with the old office (From Hell!) when it came to job postings, a "week" to an job candidate can actually be up to 3 weeks (or not informed at all).This took less than 24 hours.No.No more.No more annoying commute, switching modes of mass transportation every 30

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I was invited out to some basketball games last weekend. My favorite coaches from the old office (From Hell!) were both coaching. The men's coach is with a different university now and the women's coach is still with my old department. But I was excited to see them and the remaining players still eligible to play.See, my old boss (From Hell! --I'll stop that now, for this post anyway) had

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I totally blew it. I never should've admitted to the 'Train Hottie."Since I brought her up on this blog, I've seen her maybe 5 times. 2 times she sat with me. The other 3 times, I've seen her departing at night or in a different car. The train's had more people, that is true, but I haven't seen her sitting in Car 4 since December. It's sad, really.

Big Hoserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05151991957670518646noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6173166.post-30781819103753712282008-01-15T11:24:00.001-08:002008-01-15T11:29:38.770-08:00

Here's some things looking at my current job compared to the potential job:Current: Low pay for a lot of workPotential: Higher pay for less of the same work.Current: Tough commute that sees me in the office after 2 hours on mass transit.Potential: Easier commute that sees me in the office after 90 minutes on mass transit.Current: Supervisory role with no promised pay increase for... 2 years!!

Big Hoserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05151991957670518646noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6173166.post-13045684041818891842008-01-15T11:20:00.000-08:002008-01-15T11:24:07.960-08:00

I hope I don't use up a lot of good words today....I forgot to mention the money. There's lots of "money" things right now. To start, my pay finally got sorted out. It appears the payroll office took an entire week to enter our bank information, so we didn't get paid. I say "we," because it happened to 7 of us. 2 people did get paid and we found out later it was because their forms were put

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Today is my second interview with the new company, hence my trip downtown on a workday. I'm hoping for something good out of this as my stress level is almost through the roof at work. My "partner" is beyond childish, which makes an interesting (and loud --from me) dichotomy when he's only a year younger than me. He usually acts about 30 years younger than me, though.The first interview was

Big Hoserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05151991957670518646noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6173166.post-992077555275862842008-01-15T11:12:00.001-08:002008-01-15T11:16:16.462-08:00

OK, been a couple weeks since posting... too much going on and not enough time to put thoughts into words. I'm actually doing this from the Vancouver Public Library today as I'm downtown on business and have time to kill.I had a different theme in mind for 2008. It did not, however, work out. Going against my usual tradition of "splainin" the theme at the year's changeover, I'm revealing the

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Despite completing all my Christmas shopping ONLINE and EARLY, I still somehow found myself at the shopping mall on December 26th.I had a gift card for Sears and I was intending on using it and picking up either a new pair of jeans, new running shoes, or both.My shoes were "new" back at my old job (From Hell!), which means I bought them in 2003. They have holes in the sides and just scream "old"

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I always say at work that policies don't exist until after one was needed. It was something I heard a lawyer say years ago and it always made sense to me. Sexual harassment policies came about after they were needed, reading personal emails at work wasn't a problem until it was...It appears now, that I need a new policy when dealing with my mother sending me emails. See, I already have one.

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I'm pretty sure I've survived most of this year without my traditional head cold. Don't get me wrong, I've been perfectly happy with the occasional flu, or flu-like symptoms and "taking a day" for myself every once in a while.I'm even more excited with my raise coming when it did, knowing that I now have 11 days off and it's PAID time off!I woke up this morning with a pounding headache and a

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Between the little health-scare and continuing commuting stress... piled on top of people quitting left, right, and center without any acknowledgment of what my future in the department held, this past week I was about ready to walk into my boss' office and give notice. I have 2 quotes out for web design projects that almost equal 6 months' pay at my current job. And getting sick in a bad way

Big Hoserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05151991957670518646noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6173166.post-28968554276120621932007-12-15T23:57:00.000-08:002007-12-16T00:32:56.241-08:00

[yep, 3 posts in one night! Gotta get them out of my system!!]So, now that my morning commute is somewhat settled, I find myself sitting on Car 4 instead of Car 1 on the trip into work. After a couple close calls, I found it very important to hit the nearest car from the bus stop.And this is where my inner idiot makes an appearance again.Car 5 is actually the closest one to the bus stop, but it

Big Hoserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05151991957670518646noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6173166.post-73120973988863780782007-12-15T23:32:00.000-08:002007-12-15T23:57:35.890-08:00

I'm on a roll tonight and have numerous stories to tell. No, 'Africa' is not being published quite yet, but if you can hold off until the new year, you're going to be entertained. It'll be a great way to kick off a new theme for a new year!I hope.I've mentioned that my morning commute has changed. I didn't explain why, though.Months ago, one morning when I missed the train, I'd been fighting

Big Hoserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05151991957670518646noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6173166.post-48432790150798665792007-12-15T22:52:00.000-08:002007-12-15T23:31:52.739-08:00

To say things were getting a little stressful at work is putting it mildly.After getting moved to my new team, my previous boss was fired after 10 years with the company and just wrapping a successful project. None of it made sense, especially when two of his underlings were promoted the same week due to the project's accomplishments.I knew the company was going through a major restructuring and

Big Hoserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05151991957670518646noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6173166.post-46841572129228965342007-11-08T22:49:00.000-08:002007-11-08T23:04:50.095-08:00

I swear I'm working on the Arfica post. I've written about 6 hours' worth of stuff, which most college classmates could tell you is impressive for me. I used to submit essays that I wrote in a couple hours. No, not all the marks were good, but damn I could write em up quick!!Work is frustrating. I'm on my new team and hear snippets of rumors everyday about more layoffs, staff shuffles, and

Big Hoserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05151991957670518646noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6173166.post-12394791023934478342007-10-21T22:44:00.000-07:002007-10-21T23:08:15.904-07:00

I was wrong in the number of people let go in my department. It was 39, not 32 as I'd originally indicated. I also did a quick calculation and I worked just over 157 hours in 3 weeks. Ouch.No, still not me in the purge. I've moved on to another team already. Actually, couple of funny stories I'll get out of the way before I get to the subject of this post.Yep, I've joined my new department

Big Hoserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05151991957670518646noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6173166.post-9568955730773733742007-10-14T23:05:00.000-07:002007-10-14T23:26:49.280-07:00

Another post with snippets of things going on in life. Hey, at least you know I'm alive, right?Facebook: My friends totals jump in spurts these days and I've discovered a few old friends to add to the list. I do like sending messages and catching up with people. I've only added one of my best friends from my school days. I know 2 others for sure are on Facebook, but I can't be bothered to

Big Hoserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05151991957670518646noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6173166.post-21014660936412253532007-10-07T22:27:00.000-07:002007-10-07T22:46:27.434-07:00

I said earlier that it's Thanksgiving weekend here in Canada. I'm working all weekend, but so far it hasn't been too stressful.Here's hoping it continues tomorrow!There's quite a few things I'm thankful for, and some of them even follow-up on points brought up in my 700th post. Here's a list of things/people I'm thankful for:A job. It doesn't pay well and there's little to no credit for the

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I never really commented about "happenings" at work, but then, I've also tried avoiding the work subject a bit more over the past few months other than to say it's busy.It's still busy. It's the Thanksgiving weekend in Canada, and I'll relate more in my next post. It's a three-fer" night for posts.I've had some occasional difficulties with my security pass at work and it happened twice in the

Big Hoserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05151991957670518646noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6173166.post-88319624266485404192007-10-07T22:14:00.000-07:002007-10-07T22:18:12.516-07:00

I just saw as I logged in that my last post was my 700th. Kind of appropriate that I spent it reflecting on items that had passed as well as looking to the future. I probably won't comment on reaching another "milestone post" until I hit #1000.And I guess that's as big a promise as anything I've made about blogging in the past year.

Big Hoserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05151991957670518646noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6173166.post-42798448833340088502007-09-23T00:07:00.000-07:002007-09-23T00:38:23.266-07:00

Work's been keeping me busy and I honestly don't have much to write about. I have to get up even earlier these days as we're working earlier. Pretty soon, the train will be out too because I'll be starting early and ending late. Very late. I can expect a few nights where I don't come home.So, a few minor items while they're in my head.Signed up for a specialized account for a website that

Big Hoserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05151991957670518646noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6173166.post-59213504849095848272007-09-15T10:07:00.000-07:002007-09-15T10:29:37.445-07:00

Ask me how I feel about my daughter's school or extracurricular activities and you're likely to get a growl at best.My daughter had her first day in grade 2 last week and I was quite annoyed to discover she's in a split class of Gr. 1 & 2 kids. I don't like that. We've had issues before where she's struggled to advance because other kids were bringing down the teaching level in the class. Add

Big Hoserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05151991957670518646noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6173166.post-74223370305257242952007-09-15T09:49:00.001-07:002007-09-15T10:07:35.581-07:00

I leave for work around 6:30am every day. 9 days out of 10, I take the train. That means on a good day I'm home before 7pm. On a bad day, which is usually the case, it's closer to 8pm. So, my day away from home is 12-13 hours. I'm tired when I get home. And chances are, I haven't had dinner yet and the clock's close to 8.So, if you're wondering why there's so few posts these days... reread

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I honestly thought I'd write this either very soon (same night) after the last post or at most, the next day. Meanwhile, 18 days later....My wife applied for a job at my old office (From Hell!) in July. She's done the job, essentially, for a few years already on an on-call basis, but finally decided when the opportunity arose, to apply for a full-time position. Good pay, good benefits... paid

Big Hoserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05151991957670518646noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6173166.post-61440472811421138902007-08-06T22:44:00.000-07:002007-08-06T23:00:24.913-07:00

While I'm usually taking the train to work, on Friday I drove in "just in case" there was anything extra to do after work and before tackling the commute back home. The morning drive was quick, very quick, and within an hour of leaving home I was at the security gates. Only my keypass wasn't working. I called security and they buzzed me in so I could park my car. My ID pass worked fine on the

Big Hoserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05151991957670518646noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6173166.post-53302667500225337732007-07-30T20:36:00.000-07:002007-07-30T20:54:52.229-07:00

I started the last post with a comment about not posting for three weeks... and now I've beaten that record. Woot, 22 days between posts!I think, anyway.The one really good thing about not posting on an almost-daily basis is that things pile up and I have stuff to say.Like this:Last week was a very bad week for me. Sick on Monday, almost fired on Tuesday (I made a major mistake and one of my

Big Hoserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05151991957670518646noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6173166.post-65881251754268781252007-07-08T17:03:00.000-07:002007-07-08T17:32:53.994-07:00

3 weeks between posts pretty much wraps up what I have to say.... nothing much at all.I am tired, that's for sure. The past 3 weeks have averaged about 70 hours' work. It's been a long haul, but the first project is essentially done and I've moved on to a second one already. This project's a bit bigger and with it comes more responsibility. I have a couple guys answering to me, so I have to

Big Hoserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05151991957670518646noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6173166.post-61463787883023554002007-06-16T23:05:00.000-07:002007-06-16T23:35:05.008-07:00

So, the July reunion ended up having a "pre-reunion" this week as one of the people, an ex-girlfriend of mine (well, we dated once) had her birthday this weekend. So, a bunch of us got together and started the reunion early.Seriously, if the creator of Facebook suddenly jumps up and says, "Hey, it was all a sociological experiment to see if people could socialize over the internet and then

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Between work keeping me away from any 'net presence from 6am - 8pm 5 days a week and only so many hours to breathe on weekends, my blog writing has nearly vanished. So has my reading, so if you've noticed a lack of comments on your posts, that's why.This week I worked 6 days as our project is supposed to wrap-up this coming Friday, the 15th and there's always a lot to do at the end of the

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It's been 10 days since I posted. Things happen, deal with it.The facebook addiction has continued, but it's also waning a wee bit at the moment. I mentioned previously that I'd been "found" by My Kids and eventually found by others, including high school friends, friends from a youth group --and even my prom date!In some ways, it's been kinda cool for my current friends to put names to faces

Big Hoserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05151991957670518646noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6173166.post-71848434514350036672007-05-21T15:48:00.000-07:002007-05-21T16:05:48.393-07:00

The Facebook frenzy really took off when some of 'My Kids' from "the job From Hell!" found me. Needless to say, I went from a few friends to close to 60 fairly quickly.I'm loved.And missed, apparently. One of the first 'kids' to add me as a friend also jumped up and sent a message letting me know that my old boss (from Hell!) is leaving. He's moving back to his home province... and not a tear

Big Hoserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05151991957670518646noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6173166.post-12238799024879543132007-05-15T21:27:00.000-07:002007-05-15T22:04:02.928-07:00

This is weird too. I swear I've written this entire post before, but it's not showing up in any of my searches.So, if this is familiar, then it' already old news. To you, anyway.We've had quite a number of hot, sunny days recently (except Mother's Day --go figure) and hot, sunny days mean lots of things:Lunch on the patio.Shorts & Sandals.(An occasional) Mocha shake.Skimpier clothing...It means

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Within minutes of one another I got invites to Facebook.com from about half a dozen people. A certain someone reading this post sent me one (I'm sure) and she's done it with other internet fad-du-jour sites in the past.Not mad at her, but I noticed with a couple of the sites, they just keep spammin' ya until you sign up. So, sign up I did.I have 18 friends on Facebook, some dating back to the

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So, not soon after I last posted I decided it was time to call and leave a message, saying "thanks but no thanks."It wasn't a job in the industry I'm trying to be in (and went to bloody school for!!) and paid much more but sometimes when it feels like you're being psycho-analyzed it can be a bad thing.I seriously had flashbacks to my first job (a pizza slinger at a restaurant that.. was... '

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The high point of my week has been a chocolate muffin I got today. Now, that's an off-week.I talked to "Mr. Interview" on Monday to set up the second one and had one of "my adventures" just in calling.See, I didn't charge my cellphone over the weekend and my battery was beyond the final bar for power. I called anyway.15 rings.... Voicemail finally picks up and I prepare to leave him a message.

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I've had a lot of friends ask me if I ever thought about taking a train into the Vancouver area instead of the daily commute of 90 minutes. I know my drive isn't always great as I always seem to come across accidents, heavy congestion, and pretty much anything aside from planes falling from the sky in an effort to block my way to work. To go 65km (just over 40 miles) in 90 minutes, well, SUCKS!

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So, Thursday was the day of defeat and I moped around early in the morning before semi-reluctantly getting ready for work. The training over the next 4 days was going to be pure Hell with Idiot Boy assigned to sit beside me and I wondered who I'd angered to be stuck like this.The garage still smelled of the burned shirt and I hoped against hope that the linger smell would usher in a change of

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I may have mentioned long ago one of the lonely female classmates of mine who had a bit of a medical emergency in class one day --and how I was sitting beside her when she collapsed off the chair...Well, it happened twice while we were in school, but the second time I knew enough about the problem that it didn't escalate to a collapse like last time and I was able to help her out pretty damn

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Work keeps me busy enough that posting is irregular. This is the last warning....Deal with it. Life's still an adventure for me.Easter weekend came along and I had a sudden realization. It's been 4 years since the original 'Sex Caffeine' incident occurred.The Sex Caffeine incident was essentially the event that lead to the beginning of this blog back in 2003, even though it happened a few

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So, I added a "fave vids" YouTube link yesterday, but despite the actual links I give it, it just spouts off whatever key words it likes. So, one of those over there -------->...is actually a "favorite" video.Here's some others:If you've ever played 'The Sims' this is a music video made with some of the latest expansions for Sims2. I'm not completely caught up with the expansions for Sims2 (

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Yeah, OK so I've changed the look of this blog for I think the third time in 2007. Hopefully it's the last, but no guarantees and I may have yet another change in mind before the month is done. Deal with it. Change is good.Work's been pretty good. I've had a couple rough commuting days and those days I really think twice about working so "far away" especially when I question whether or not

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'Sky' 'Dreama' or whatever she's going by these days mentioned that I might be depressed after I commented that people say I'm never happy. I've never considered myself depressed, but then I also finally acknowledged that there are things that I'm really not happy about. But does unhappiness mean depressed?I took a couple of online quizzes (my way of getting a second opinion) just to "see" what

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So, a roadworthy song is one that you enjoy listening to anytime you're in the car. I've got a bunch... 'Rocks' by Primal Scream, 'Window in the Sky' by U2, 'Music for a Found Harmonium' by the Penguin Cafe Orchestra, 'Ahead by a Century' by the Tragically Hip. Good songs. The type that make you feel a bit more relaxed and ready to drive a little faster and enjoy the open road.One of those CDs

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For those of you reading this blog for a while may recall, a majority of my school time was hindered because of 'Idiot Boy.'Idiot Boy was the one who got lost and confused in every class and slowed everything down to a snail's pace. Idiot Boy was the one who stopped a project because he couldn't do simple math. Idiot Boy was the one who broke 'Brain Age' because he thought 4x4 was a single

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