Obligatory Purgatory

I am waiting for Catherine to get here for dinner/Walking Dead night...what could be better than chicken, roasted veggies and zombies? Quite a news week here in Canada. Religious nut bars running all over and shooting soldiers, Stephen Harper furthering his shitty agenda, school shooting in Washington and Jian Ghomeshi fired from the CBC b/c he is freaky deaky in the bedroom. No surprise at all on the nut bar front...that happened like clockwork the moment Canada became an active war monger with the US. Such a messy situation. So ugly. I have never been in love with Jian Ghomeshi but he is an amazing interviewer...and man oh man...what an embarrassing situation for him...fired from the CBC, an ex disclosing his bedroom preferences (insert a whip crack sound here), his father just died and he blurted it all out on Facebook - in what I can only imagine was his attempt to regain some power against the blabbermouths. I wish I didn't know this about him...it distracts me. I wish I...

My Powell River Peeps all had a big dinner together....even Miss A. had a thanksgiving dinner with her pals....I ate pretzels for dinner tonight. Isn't that the saddest shit ever....? Tomorrow I will eat a box of stuffing.

OK, so remember when I told you a few days ago about the weirdo lady at work making the TP wreath in the stall I just came out of? PART 2: A few days later I was in that same bathroom and E. was in the other stall and I was telling her about it and she chimed in that the wreath maker gal is actually really germaphobic and odd in many ways....and I said it made me feel dirty...chuckled away... NEITHER OF US HEARD THE DOOR OPEN ...in fact I have no idea when the door opened and for how long the wreath maker stood waiting for a stall....but when I came out of the stall and she was standing RIGHT THERE I might have had a mild heart attack. She did not appear to know what we were talking about so I am going to assume she came in as the flushing happened (which is why we couldn't hear the door) - but I have decided to avoid using that bathroom from now on.

Wow...I always wondered how that fire alarm would sound. I have never lived in a bldg where the bedrooms are wired with alarms in case there is a fire anywhere in the bldg. They are LOUD. Shrill and loud. Very effective. I immediately went and got dressed b/c there was no way I was getting stranded outdoors in a bathrobe for any length of time. Got dressed, grabbed my bag and then emptied my other bag to jam the cat into...I knew she wouldn't mind b/c she has always liked being carried around in bags...and her only other trip outdoors (to the vet after her suicide jump off the balcony in the old apartment) she was in a backpack and loved it...she was so friggin cute in that bag last night...popping her head out to look around. I sat with the ppl in 323 that had 2 cats in a cat carrier...we are automatic BFFs now. 20 mins later we were waved back inside by the fire dept...some jackass pulled it I guess...asshole. The only ppl outside were ppl with cats, dogs and children...even ...

I am on a different computer...I am fixing a computer and am so bored waiting for the virus scan to complete I thought I would blog away the time. Just had a great hour long swim with minimal interruption or irritation...this underwater MP3 player is truly awesome...the thing is its cheap n basic so there is nothing so fancy as "SHUFFLE" on it - meaning it plays the songs alphabetically which is lame b/c then you have a month of all one damn band b/c they are all in a row....so I tried to cheat it by rearranging them by song length and then I highlighted them all and renamed them to permanently change the order...sort of worked. I think I must have been having a seizure when I was loading it though b/c I am not sure why I thought I needed so much 80s music to swim to...tonight half my swim was Streetheart... I think it is a couch/movie night. Last night I spent ALL NIGHT on youtube (which is becoming something I am a bit too attached to) watching Robert Plant interviews. ...

Holy shit this us gunna be funny because I'm not gunna correct anything ads just let autocorrect do it all for me which should fuck shot up pretty good. Kim mags pancakes do now I'm obv a coma....can't kitty had...totally dead. She's Sherri on the couch...carb nightmare but so good.hello diabetes. Fml. Write that makes noi sense. noisy effing neighbors....how cab submarine back with this racket....assholes. (This is why I do not post from my phone...)

There is this hypochondriac dippy doodoo at work...we will call her D. D. came into the wash-room as I was exiting a stall....she went into the stall I just got out of and proceeded to make a toilet paper wreath to sit on while I was still in the bathroom....Unmistakable sound. LOL Wow.

There is something weird and awkward about being in a hot tub alone and then someone comes in....the Jet Humper as he is referred to around here...he grinds on the jets like he is making hot love to them and it is quite the sight....anyhow...he got in and wrecked my chi...made it awkward...and I think I know why he humps those jets so hardcore...he smelled of some serious weed so he was high as a kite and maybe just needed to bust a nut....? Ew. I did score a whole hour in the pool without any intruders - VICTORY!!! I am telling you, that underwater MP3 player is the kitties titties... I am currently messing with 2 computers from a local community center and I have to say I have lost that loving feeling for fixing computers. It is gone...nothing but frustration and agony. I recently read the book I AM HUTTERITE and was quite into it...I have always had a curious interest in Hutterites having grown up on the prairies so this book satisfied all those old niggling questions I had....

Procrastination is the practice of carrying out less urgent tasks in preference to more urgent ones, or doing more pleasurable things in place of less pleasurable ones, and thus putting off impending tasks to a later time, sometimes to the "last minute" before the deadline.

Was out with some ladies for a movie and dinner tonight and they were asking me if I would recommend online dating. Umm, no. Jen's 3 Notable Online Dating Disasters: 1) Single dad, 14 kids...ok wait not that many - 5 ...5 that made the noise and chaos of 14. Stupid relationship...short lived...he dumped me b/c I was so angry. (This still amuses me 15+ yrs later) 2) Alcoholic psycho that was not as smart as he thought he was...I ended up dumping him...then had to change my number and involve the police. Awesome. 3) Closet alcoholic, his kind nature was erased by his inability to communicate or be honest. #3 was 3.5 yrs ago and I have felt ZERO inclination to speak to a man since, let alone anything else. No lie. It was like I hot my bullshit limit for my lifetime. I am certain all the of them would have equally bad opinions of me...but I don't really care. Saw GONE GIRL....great flick. I haven't read the book but the movie sure seemed good...I wonder if book rea...

  A. asked if I get a senior's discount yet....haha smart ass kid.