merely talk

Ah yes, the blog. I have been neglecting you haven't I my darling? I would offer up excuses but I know you've heard them all before. Isn't it good enough that I'm here now?


It is?

Oh you are too good to me.

In the last little while I've been reading too much, working too much, and attending classes too much. My sanity and patience disappeared at some point on Tuesday when I was almost late for work. I had to put in my pay check in the bank because I needed to pay rent, and everyone ahead of me in line was depositing their $400 Ralph Klein bribe money. I don't get the bribe money. I've spent most of my life here in lovely Alberta. But no bribe money for me. Which is a shame, cause I'm down to one pair of pants that fit and don't have holes in them, and my bank could use a boost.

So that's put me in a bad mood. So have all the nutter customers I've had to deal with. Lets just say that a day filled with crack smokers in back stairwells, door humping drunk boys, sticky porn DVD's and angry British men, is not a day I feel the need to live again. In fact I could have lived without living it the first time. But that, I suppose, is life.

What else?

I read A Million Little Pieces, and now with all the kerfuffle on Oprah, I feel even worse for the guy. I've also read Running with Scissors and Smashed. Both good. I'm reading Augusten Burroughs' Dry now, and I have William Burroughs' Junky on hold at the library. Thus feeding my addiction to books about addiction.

However, as crappy and stressful the last few days have been, I do have a good weekend to look forward to. Jenn is going to have the best birthday party EVAH! and then STARS!! So what if I'm working both day shifts on the weekend? Who needs to sleep or even be sober at work? NOT ME! And not most of my co-workers either.

And on that note, I'd like to wish the lovely and talented Jenn a VERY HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! Twenty two isn't nearly as bad as they say!