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Rather than doing the usual, 'go watch the game routine', the lady and I decided to do the 'go watch the game routine' instead.

Now you're like, "does this idiot know that he said the same thing twice?"

Yes this idiot does!!

To explain, instead of watching the game at a bar, we actually went to the ACC and bought tickets. The holiday spirit apparently adds 300% to the cost, but if that's how it works, then who am I to complain?

The Leafs won and OMG, both cutie pies (Tucker and McCabe) scored. It was like every girls dream. Especially when you go to the game wearing the identical jersey to what Tucker was wearing.

So uhmmmm.... like, Leafs rule. WOOT.

...was filmed at my old highschool

What's up with that?

From roughly 4am -> 5:30pm we were without power to my house. It was just like being in India.

I cooked lasagna on the fireplace and had jugs of water ready to refill the toilet tanks.

We were roughing it... and just as we were reaching severe boredom, 'DING' the beep on the microwave goes off and we have power again!!

Never under estimate the need for Hydro.
Neither rain, nor sleet, nor... who gives a shit, fix my damn Hydro and put my tax dollars to work!!!

...and kill all the coyotes I see!!

It's a god damn infestation. Every single day, at least 3 times a day (just happened again as I was writing this), I hear my dog go insane. Insane barking = coyotes.

The coyote today puts the number I've seen in 1 year, to be higher than the number I've ever seen combined in my years on this planet. It's easily in double digits. Again... just that I have seen with my own eyes. How many have there actually been?? The number is uncountable.

Mac has already had a duel with one, so he thinks he's king shit, but todays events were even better. This time I got to see the standoff.

On my side of the road was Mac.

Stuck here... the coyote.

On the other side was the neighbours dog.

That coyote had no idea where to go, cuz both dogs were blocking the paths. The coyote kept walking back and forth on the road, looking for an opening. Eventually Mac stood down, but chased the coyote away from our territory.

It was great!!

I called the pest control, because this is becoming far far far too frequent of an issue for both our house and the neighbour. I mean, there are kids that either live in the area or come to visit or a regular basis. Mac and the other dog shouldn't be burdened by this every day, all day.

The pest control people, once I said the word 'coyote' immediately gave the impression of "we're not dealing with that bullshit" and suggested that we call the township. The township department that deals with this type of issue, isn't going to be back in the office until I leave for India.

Now isn't that just downright helpful!!

I've worked out a steady routine.

1. Wake up extremely late
2. Play a lot of PS2
3. Take a nap
4. Maybe do some socializing
5. Go to sleep for the night

This has been the best.
Add to that, no lineups anywhere I go to shop.

I can't think of anything better... except being fed grapes. Then it would be perfect!!

I forgot to thank Bga for the love advi... err.... I mean, moisturizing tips!! =)

I lost a 14, going on 15 year member to my family tonight. My eel died.

As per the previous blog, I cleaned the fish tank tonight, but it wasn't anything I added to toxify the water... the eel just didn't have it. He had been acting very strange, days prior to me cleaning the tank. I think he finally ran out of gas on life.

This may seem insignificant to most, but just imagine having a living creature for that many years, to just watch it die right in front of your eyes. I knew what was going on as soon as I saw it. I had once watched another fish kill itself after its mate died. So the routine wasn't anything new to me.

As much of a pain in the ass as he was to keep... even forcing me to have a ridiculous amount of gravel, just so I could keep plants, it's going to be very strange to think that he's not going to be there anymore.

...and don't tell me fish don't have feelings, because his only companion is just sitting there doing nothing. Where normally, he'd be swimming around as if the world were his oyster.

I finally caved and cleaned my damn fish tank. It took hours... and I didn't do a complete job either.

anyhoo... this fish that I have, a Jack Dempsey, is such a jerk. I inherited his ass from a friend who was moving. He since has killed a multitude of MY fish and continually attacks my Eel.

Right after I clean the tank, the first thing he does, it take a crap all over the tank.

What a jerk!!

I really think effort is the only thing holding me back from moving out, because I cannot continue to justify my dog as being only positive that keeps me living where I do.

I can wash my clothes in some other washing machine/dryer and still eat the same bowls of Frosted Flakes, Honeycomb or Raisin Bran at any other place on earth with the facilities of a fridge, milk, cereal, a bowl and a spoon.

With me going to India again for 5 weeks come the new year, there's no point in searching right now... but come February, I will indeed be searching for a place to live. Either alone or with someone else.

Tonight's events were just the motivation I needed to say, "I can't take this cesspool anymore".

When I do move out, there are going to be members of the cesspool looking down their nose with a grin, thinking to themselves, "I told ya so"... but those same people can shove those looks right back up any orifice from which they derive the most pleasure.

This being the first time I've ever had an issue with my skin, colour me completely ignorant on wtf to do to fix it. I have the worlds driest skin. Neck down, all I have is dry skin.

I did some research with a well known expert on the subject, and found that a milk foam bath might do the trick, but that can't be anything more than a temporary solution?? Maybe??

Could it be a lack of exfoliation... or possibly too much? I just don't know!!!

...or is the idea of having to picture dry skin all over my naked body enough to make people stop reading any further? :p

We all know about the exploits of my last visit to India. It was well blogged.
Blog 1
Blog 2
Blog 3

This time, who knows what tales will be told? Could they be any more detailed and outlined than the last visit.... I doubt it!! :p

Anyway, I need this vacation sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo bad. I am absolutely exhausted from working so much and doing so much shit with no time off for my brain to settle. Always thinking of methods to improve your staff and support level needs to be rewarded with time off.

The funny thing is, I'm not only going there for management of my staff. I'm being used like an intellectual whore who everyone has the rights to utilize.

50% of my time will be for my staff.
50% of my time will be for training other shit to different people.

...and more than likely, it will be expected of me that I be the one to develop the training plan. To that I raise my middle finger, because I may be wearing a whore's uniform, but I am no whore. They have to give me what is to be trained, and I will do it.

Even writing this now, I'm so bloody exhausted from everything. Life, love, work, etc....

Never before have I looked so forward to a vacation with no destination. I usually never cared to take vacation days. Now I NEED them, or my brain will just cave to the pressure.

Maybe when I get back (in February or March), there might be clarity to situations that are currently up in the air.


Exhaustingly yours... Jcloth

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