Mister Hillier seems to believe we’re in full support of the goings on in Afghanistan, in spite of a survey that clearly says otherwise. Speculation from the opinionated is simply that maybe he just can’t read? Or, perhaps, he figures that because he says, not for the first time, that they’re doing the right thing, that survey/pole/whatever you want to call it must be wrong. Well, whichever it is, he’s still managed to demonstrate a remarkable ability to blow sunshine up his own ass. Perhaps he should reread that survey a time or two more…
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Maybe he just plain can’t read?
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Go shopping for a guitar and end up with clothes. Go figure.
The original plan was to drop my brother off at work, then get a bit of household shopping out of the way, before we went to at least price out a decent-sounding guitar so I can actually give my uncle’s back to him. Well, we managed to get 2 of the 3 accomplished, getting the shopping and such done by about noon, so figured the music store which, actually, is the only real decent place around here to buy things like that (no duh, right?) would have to be open by now. You’d think they would. Unless, of course, they weren’t open at all on Sundays, which just so happened to be the case. Irritating, but it’s Pembroke. I should have expected that. The alternative was Wallmart and, well, of all the things I’m likely to buy from Wallmart, a guitar is most definitely not one of them. Specificly because they overcharge for crap like that, and then you end up paying $150 for a guitar that sounds like it’s only worth about $75. No thanks. So, it’s back to square 1, and waiting for the music store to actually be open late enough that we can get in after we get the rest of the week’s bullshit out of the way. One of these days, I’ll manage to get everything accomplished that I left the house to get accomplished. One of these days. Just not any time soon.
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Thank God it’s the preseason.
Otherwise, last night’s loss would have been exceedingly hard to swallow. I mean, that it’s the preseason doesn’t make it any less of a bitch, but at least I don’t have to resort to multiple 4-letter words and the like. I’d criticise, but… well, there isn’t much to criticise, really. Raycroft can’t play the puck. We knew this. Antropov can’t play. We knew this. Suglobov doesn’t pass. I wish I didn’t know this. McCabe will eventually put it in the net. Everyone knows this. Even if it takes him 4 tries to do it. We probably shouldn’t have lost the game last night… but eh. At least it’s only the preseason. Now if we could just get Raycroft to worry more about *stopping* the puck, rather than trying to make a neat little pass which we all know he can’t make…
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Randomness rantings…
Warning: the contents of this entry will in no way, shape or form be relevant to one another, save in that way in which they have all managed to piss me off. And now, the disjointed ramblings of the irritated.
- When I show up for a piano lesson, I do expect the instructor to actually be there. Or a phone call so I’m not wasting someone else’s gas just for the sake of no one being home. Thank the gods I wasn’t taking a cab. I paid in advance for a month of lessons. Now fucking teach, bitch.
- If I tell you I need to leave at 7:30 to be somewhere, and therefore we need the car, that does not mean take said car to the movies. Punishment for inconveniencing me will involve significant amounts of pain.
- Hey, you in the screwed up SUV. The red light is for the *other* street. Kindly get your foot off the break.
- Unless you’re planning to pay me the going rate for a secretary around here, stay home and take your own damn phone calls if you’re expecting them. I have my own crap to do and don’t have time to do yours, too.
Future ramblings will depend entirely on the stupidity of others. Stay tuned. Or don’t.
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I don’t remember school being such a bitch…
And even then, I really have no idea how bad it’d have to be for someone to show up to school with a gun and blow the hell out of teachers, other students… whichever. And yet, it happened in Colorado, it happened in Montreal, and it happened in Whisconsin. A student showed up at school, and before classes even started for the day, and put a couple rounds in the school’s principal. Maybe I’m just too naive for my own good, but… since when did school, of all places, become *that* terrible a place to be? I’ve been known to skip a class or few, don’t get me wrong, but… that? Hm. I guess we all react differently under stress…
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Wil Wheaton says it best.
I’ve slammed Bush on this thing and in person (no, not in person with him, regretfully) several dozen times. But no one does it quite like mister Wheaton. And I know he isn’t slamming Bush just for the sole purpose of slamming him, but I do have to agree wholeheartedly. George Bush isn’t a lot better than the terrorists he’s supposedly fighting. And, unfortunately, our beloved Prime Minister, who I’ve also slammed on this thing more than a dozen times, is dragging Canada down along with the US. But, I’ll just shake my head, and move on to reading the next blog, because to be blatantly honest, I didn’t vote him in. And if it were up to me, he’d still be looking for a job. But it’s not, so I’ll just wait until next election, and hope there are more than a handful of people who want a change from the usual liberals versus conservatives bullshit that’s very slowly screwing us over. Heh, and I don’t even read this guy’s blog just because I happened to see him on Star Trek. Although now that I mention it… I wonder if he RP’s.
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How’s your attitude?
Your Attitude is Better than 70% of the Population
You have a good attitude. While a realist, you do see the positive side of most things. People love to be around you.
Until they piss me off. Then they discover what I’ve been saying for years. I’m a prick.
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Well, it would seem I was right.
Completely by accident, though. But, who’d of thought the Washington Post would agree with me? I should mark that down somewhere.
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Because them damn terrorists are just waiting to cross the border, you know.
The US must think Canadians are a bunch of flops when it comes to things like border security, and things like that. I mean, the fact that the conservatives are making us look pathetic on our own border is one thing, but still, that’s no reason to go way the hell over the top and start live amunition drills right in the great lakes. Neverminding the environmental issues this promises, I always thought it to be a neutral place between the ajoining Canadian and US shorelines. And, of course, there’s the fact that we *can*, believe it or not, defend our own goddamn border. But no, the good old US coast guard wants to start deploying armed ships along their side of the border just in case. Not that it makes a huge difference anyway. Anyone with any intent who wants to get into the US already knows the way in is across the US Mexico border. If you wanna start showing millitary force on a border, start there. Stupid freakin’ american coast guard…
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I’m too easily amused.
My brother just tried to make himself look and sound pathetic in an attempt to get my mom, who was heading to the grocery store, to swing by here first so he can grab his smokes out of the car. Perhaps this is just me taking some sort of cruel pleasure in the fact another smoker gets to suffer, but I find this highly amusing. And I’m pretty sure it won’t teach him to be any more organized, either. Which… is probably where the amusement comes from. Ah well, I never claimed to make sense.