'Tis the Season to Over Indulge!

And did I ever! I tell ya! I over spent, I over ate and I over slept! It was beautiful! My mommy flew up from Kenora to finish off some of her shopping and then we drove back down together on Friday night. I got some stuff for the girls and for wrapping and stuff like that. Then I went to buy my Aunt's slippers and the debit came back NSF. Ooops! I was doing so well. Ahh well what else is new! So mom paid for gas to get us to Kenora. Sweet huh? We went for lunch with my buddy from volleyball and exchanged Christmas gifts and cards. He gave me 2 more tapestries from Africa. They are so nice. I am gonna frame them and hang them on a wall sometime soon! We went to Joey's for lunch and it was awful! It started off ok except that my buddy was late. But hey traffic was a bitch everywhere that day! Then our server was a bit annoying, everytime we ordered something he gave the description that was in the menu that we had already read which was why we were opting for that item. Then we ordered some appetizers, we had hummus and pita with other toppings and it was great. My friend ordered ginger beef and it was good. So we ordered our main dishes with another long and annoying explanation of what we were ordering. It took a long long time for the food to come out. My mom ordered a beef dip and my buddy had a club house and I had a quesadilla. They brought out my mom's and my buddy's food first. And it was a good five minutes before I got mine. Now if anything should have come out first it should have been the quesadilla cause it's so easy to make. That was weird. Then it turns out that both the other dishes were cold. So it seemed like maybe the guy forgot to order mine and he waited for mine to be done before he brought out the other two dishes. Well that cooled off everything. My buddy sent his back and even his fries were soggy. So they said they would re-make his lunch. My mom's was cold but it's the sort of meal that if it's cool it's still edible. So my buddy's "new" meal comes out and it's just been reheated. The cheese is melted now and so is the lettuce. He just took the chicken out of the bun and ate it. Then the manager came over and he asked if everything was alright and my buddy told him everything, it was kinda cool to see him step up like that. I don't think I have ever seen him do that. So they comped my mom's and buddy's meals and we told the manager that we were kind of in a hurry so we were expecting our check right away but we waited another 15 minutes for the check. It wasn't the greatest experience. Ahh well, then we said our goodbyes, went back to my apartment to get the stuff we bought the night before and loaded up Delilah! That's my cars new name. It's a good skanky name. And she's a red car so I needed a whore-like name for her! Anyways we got on the road after I said goodbye to Mike and got home later that night to Kenora. There are other stories before the Christmas break, but they all have to do with vomiting so I will save the Norovirus fun for another time (Damn you Zenon!) Saturday was a pretty boring day, my mom and I played this stupid computer game for like 8 straight hours and then I made my famous chicken and linguine in a white wine sauce for supper and then we watched "The Devil Wears Prada" and played the game again. That movie is so good. Sunday was the big day. We had a big dinner at my moms and I went off my "no potato" rules for the weekend and it was sooooooooo worth it! My mommy makes the bestest mash potatoes EVER! They were so good! Every last carb! With gravy on top! Merrr (drool)! But for some reason I was in a bad mood. I still don't know why but I was just bitchy as bitchy could be. If any of my family reads this they can attest to that. Then we opened presents which made me in a better mood. I like watching the people open the presents that I bought for them. That's my favourite part of Christmas. My nieces loved the clothes I bought them and they got this neat paint set from Mike and I and I put some other stuff in the same present like hair things and barrettes like that. I got my mom the cordless phone she wanted. It even has an answering machine on it so she has no excuse not to call me back if I leave a message for her. I bought my "big" brother a PS2 game he wanted and I got my dad a couple of DVDs and socks and a shirt. I got a whole bunch of clothes which is cool, I got some silky pj's, I got a gift card to the Bay and Season 7 of Buffy! I am now complete because the boy bought me Season 1 last night at Future Shop for like $20. I am only missing like 2 discs from Season 3 that I lost somehow. I think someone threw them out on me mid spat probably. I got socks that don't fit they are miles too long! We went to my bro's the next day to celebrate with my dad over a early afternoon brunch type of thing. We had cold cuts and cheese and crackers and stuff like that. It was good but I was still full from breakfast. A holiday tradition is steak and eggs Christmas morning with my mom. And we have Arctic Mist. It's yummy! Basically it's O.J. and 7 UP with vodka and blended so it's all frothy! So good! Nothing like starting your day with alcohol! Then it was all relaxing except when my mom would swear like a sailor at the computer game! Kinda funny! She taught me all the good swear words. I think I learned a few new ones this weekend. I went and saw my friends new house on the way back to Winnipeg. Her and her hubby (who are expecting in the spring) bought a house on Redditt Road and it's really nice. A good first house! They can fix it up for cheap and sell it for more. It has a huge basement! A great big deck on the front. Lucky kids! then back I came and went over the the "in-laws" and I got more gifts which was unexpected. I got some really nice slippers and some really good smelling shower gel and chocolates! And then Linda got me this really beautiful Lancome Hypnose perfume set. It a wonderful scent too! I love it. I think I found my signature scent, I got some lotion with it and I am wearing it right now and I smell so pretty! I missed all the drama too while I was in Kenora. The sycophant across the hall went bonkers and freaked out on Mike, Jay and Linda on the busiest day of the year at the store. It started with her calling Mike at like 9AM on saturday just to talk. Mike has been sick for the last week with the flu and hasn't been sleeping well, so this was the first day he got to sleep without interruption from me or the cats and she wakes him. What a stupid bitch! Then she wants him to basically do some Christmas shopping for him. Just go to WalMart and pick up some stuff for a present for a friend of a friend. Mike's been dizzy and vomiting for 3 days, so he said no and hung up on her. She never does anything just to talk, there's always strings attached with this psycho. And Mike can't watch baby so she can walk her ass the 5 minutes to WalMart cause we don't want baby to get sick. So she phoned Jay at work like 12 times and freaked out and said she hated Mike, he is so selfish blah blah blah. Jay's like I can't deal with this it's too busy here right now. Then she calls and talks to Linda and says the same thing except now that she isn't coming over for Christmas and neither is the baby. I thought you selfish fuckin bitch! If there is one person who has done more for her then Linda has I would be shocked and you are going to punish the one person who does everything for you by not letting her see her grandson for Christmas. Such a bitch just cause she can't have her way! I mean really-GROW UP! Spoiled little brat! Mike even said his mom was so mad she called Laura names when she got off the phone with her. I swear if I was there when all of this happened I would have beaten the shit out of her. Ungrateful snot! I was so mad, I still am! I mean Linda has basically raised that kid. Laura hasn't done anything. I mean she forces the kid to sleep 8 times a day so she can sleep all the time, and then when someone else is watching them she demands that they keep the baby awake while they have them, so in reality the people that are watching the baby are doing all the actual parenting work. I mean if that kid wasn't cute I bet Laura wouldn't pay any attention to him at all. The only time she even pays attention to him is if someone is saying how cute the baby is because that's a reaffirmation at that she is cute. The chick drives me insane! But to go after Mike's mom just frosts my nerves. I love that woman, she is one of the most patient and sweet people on the planet Earth and she didn't deserve to have to deal with her at all! Not after everything she does for Logan. You should never bite the hand that feeds you. She hasn't dared to knock on our door since this bullshit started either Mike said. I accidentally took her Christmas present with me to Kenora because I got it and left it in my purse. Mike wasn't going to give it to her he was so mad. But then she realized she would be alone probably because none of her friends can stand to have her over, and brought baby over for Christmas dinner and stayed herself. So she got her food and her presents. Such a selfish spoiled brat! And they all pretended to be nice to her cause if they don't she threatens to take the kid and not let them see him and they love that little boy. You cant help it he's so damned cute! Jay moved out again! Packed his clothes that night and took some important stuff and left. He should have taken the baby with him. Let her deal with trying to get the baby back. That poor kid, I fell so bad for him cause he has a psycho for a mother. He's never going to be number one in her life cause she is her own number one. So sad. Well I got a little ranty at the end here. And it is the end I am tired and need to go home from work now! Yay! These 3 day work weeks are a bitch I tell ya! I think the sponsor word for this blog entry should be bitch! I would like to take this time to thank our sponsor - BITCH for this entry. Thanks BITCH! That's it that's all!
J-BOMB OUT!

Nothing Overly Exciting...

Hey all! Just thought I would catch you all up about the goings on in my life. Hahaha! There really isn't much to tell. Last week we had our Client Christmas Party next door. It was kinda blah this year. The location was better because it had more room and all but the actually party part of it sucked. I was bored to tears the whole night. The clients that came up were cool, bought it was mostly my fellow employees that annoyed me. We for some bizarre reason let the entire phone room supervisor staff come along. Big mistake! They were supposed to mingle with the guests, they only mingled with eachother. Morons! And they drank to excess. Then some of the new people decided it was time to try and hook up with people. And the person that wanted to hook up with them got mad that they weren't getting any attention. It was all very high schoolish. Then all the good looking clients left by like 7pm. Well that kind of blows my Christmas spirit right there. I dunno it just paled in comparison to last year which was a riot! And we missed a couple of people (wink wink). Then the next day I had my volleyball Christmas party. And that was a good time! We all brought food, and we regifted presents and played a dvd game. Then as the last few of us were leaving Jen discovered her car keys were missing. It turns out they fell into Rom's baby bag somehow and they were on their way to East St Paul. Fun!!! So I drove her to a half way point where Rom brought us the keys and then we went back to Marv's (the house where the party was at) and gathered up her kids and she went home. It was kind of funny. Then we played ball on sunday and we just leveled the other team. It was like playing a bunch of 10 year olds. So we decided to attempt some plays. And it worked out ok. We had fun nonetheless. This week has been ok I guess. Mike went back to work after his knee surgery on Monday. And it only lasted 1 day because from what I hear he stressed himself out and they sent him home. So he was in a "super" mood the rest of this week. Same drama every year. It's getting tiresome. I play my last league night this sunday before the holiday break. I plan on going home on friday the 23rd after work. My mom might be up so I will have some company on the way home. Plus she will be in my car so I get to rule the music! HAHAHA! I'm such a "trip commander". Inside joke! (wink) Well it's just about quitting time here so I am gonna go and clean up some stuff and head home. See ya all later. I probably won't update again before the holidays so

Merry Christmas, and Happy New Year. May the best of 2006 be the worst of 2007! (figure it out!!)

J-BOMB OUT!

Everything Is Even Steven....But Who Is This Steven Guy Who Is So Even???

Hello again everyone! Hope things in your respective worlds have been good for you. Things here have been pretty calm considering the time of year it is. It gets a bit insane for the boy at this time. He doesn't really get any time off (not even for good behaviour). He works at a toy store and with it being Christmas season it stands to reason he works like a dog. I haven't really seen too much of him in the past 2-3 weeks. Probably explains why we've been mostly getting along eh? Haha. What else can I tell ya? Went to Kenora a couple of weeks back for my niece's birthday and it was fun. Went to the 94th Grey Cup here in Winnipeg and it was AWESOME! Even if my Bombers weren't in it. But I had fun there, and Nelly Furtado was HOT! Good times were had by all. I wasn't really paying much attention to the game though. It was a pretty boring game. Not alot going on. No big blowout but not alot of tension either. The night before the Grey Cup we went out to The Keg with friends (Mel and Zenon) and it was of course a great night! Had a good dinner. Not a great dinner but it was good. Everyone’s steak was somewhat under cooked. Even for me and I like it moo-ing almost. I like a very thick red strip in my steak. But this was chewy red, but so tasty. I didn't even partake in the potato. I had rice. And it came with these amazing shrimp with cheese on them. That made the dinner plate for me. And we shared Szechwan green beans as an appetizer and they were genius! We had desserts too. We never do that. But the company was good, even though they left out the most important part, the baby boy! But I can forgive it. I don't think he would appreciate the steak yet. Being not even 1 yet. Then we went home. It was nice. Very enjoyable. Volleyball has been ok so far. We did go down a tier but we should pretty much dominate and move up again next round. We kicked some booty last weekend! It was great! I got to be on the radio this week. I put in the Office Mix on a local radio station Q94 and I got to talk to the deejay and introduce some songs on air. It was taped over the phone of course but it was funny, and there was even a bit of witty banter. Thanks for the call Mel!! That was funny! I mostly giggled through the whole thing. We got some cool "swag" too. A free copy of U2 18 singles, and a dinner at Shannon's Irish Pub and a couple of passes to the movie "The Holiday" that they are presenting. Even Pete caught some of my performance where I said that Ticketmaster were good guys! We've had so many new guys in our office lately, we had our newest tech leave on holidays the day before the Grey Cup, so we had to pull in Tech from other cities. So a guy from Edmonton and a guy from Calgary came in last week. It was neat cause I got to communicate with them for about a week prior to them coming down about whether or not they would even have rooms to stay in cause it was Grey Cup here and the city was at like 95% capacity in hotel room. So we would email back and forth about cost and stuff, and I could only get one room for them to share on one of the nights so I said that Hey it has a King bed and a hot tub - have fun! It all turned out, I worked some magic at one of the hotels close to us and got them in there for most of their stay. I hadn't met one of them yet but they were at the game but I didn't get to meet them cause they were in a different section. So on Monday morning one of them walked in and I swear I almost went slack-jawed. This was the HOTTEST guy I have ever seen in person before. He walks in and introduces himself and I can hardly make words come out of my mouth. So I show him in and go back to my desk and immediately call the girls at the supervisor desks in the phone room and tell them to go to Tech for ANY reason necessary. Danielle calls me back and says "When he walked in the phone room every girl stopped their call to stare, and maybe a few guys too!" Just stupid pretty this guy is. It was a good week. Gotta love the menu, cause I can look I just can't order off of it. And then at the end of the week we all went out for lunch, or at least we were supposed to and it ended up just being this guy and some of the girls from the office, but we had a good lunch and he bought. I thought that was super, super nice. Didn't know nice guys came that good looking. So all the girls had nice hair that week, it was kinda funny. I don't think he quite knew what to do with it. But our office is severely missing that one special hot hot hot guy, and we got him for a week. I mean we have good looking guys in our office, but this guy was just - wow! Now we have another guy in and he's cute too, I don't know what they feed their Techs out west but we ought to adopt the same diet for out here. We haven't had a cute tech since George left (heheheheh!), and considering what we had to look at before George in the Tech world, well damn this was all just too sudden. I shoulda downloaded a virus just to get him at my desk more often. Just kidding. Of course it's all just for fun, I mean I love my boy and he's a handsome feller too. Nice ass! Well I guess I have used up this spot pretty good. I will be back sooner then later I am sure! Have a good week all!!! J-BOMB OUT!

This and That

Hello all! I know it's been a while, just about a month. I was a little bored maybe since the past drama I guess. Which is good for me personally, but boring reading for my blog. Not that alot of people read my blog (Thanks Jenn and George!) Things have been ok I guess for the past couple of weeks. Been busy at work, which keeps me out of trouble. Still playing volleyball 2-3 times a week. Hosted a mini-dinner party for Mike, me, Mel, Zenon and baby Ben. I even blew off volleyball for it. Nice me huh?!?! It was so much fun too. I made Lasagna and garlic toast and caesar salad. It all went over well. Although Mel and Zenon had to eat in shifts. One watches Ben and then the other eats. Zenon got the first eating shift the lucky bastard. I don't mean to toot my own horn but there were some lovely sounding yummy noises that were very much appreciated. And Mel made the most amazing thing for dessert. It's like a chocolate chip cookie cake. AWESOME! It really was a chocolate chip cookie the size of a cake, and it was sooooo good. I still drool as I think about it, and this was a couple of weeks ago now. So we decided to do this like once a month and make an evening out of it. One couple makes the dinner and the other makes the dessert. Who ever makes the dinner hosts it at their place. IT was funny cause Zenon and Mel are Coke drinkers and Mike and I are not. So when I went to go and get all the stuff for the makings I bought a two litre of Coke, then when Mike came home he had a two litre of it too, and then when they came over they had a two litre as well. Too funny and of course they didn't take it with them so we had 3 two litres of Coke in the apartment. We still have a litre left. I find Coke gives me chest pains. Strange. Then after dinner we played a half version of Trivial Pursuit. Instead of using the board, which takes forever and a day, we just asked eachother questions and whoever answered 20 right first wins. I WON!!! NEENER NEENER NEENER!!!!! I rule all!! In fact I got an email that stated that fact nicely the other day. You input your name and it tells you what you were destined to be. And mine was a nice confirmation of what I have always known, I am supposed to be emperor of all the world!!! Want to know what you are supposed to be, leave a comment with your first and last name and I will tell you what you are supposed to be. This will be fun.
Volleyball has been up and down, we have been playing well just not well enough to win. The team cohesion is wearing down. And it never helps that we seem to be playing with different people every time. We need to win our next two games or we will move down to the last tier - AGAIN! I don't want to do that. Lorne finally joined our team, which is nice to add some depth and height to our team. We should be able to win this game tomorrow. We play at 11 AM though. That sucks. Plus tonite I am in an all night volleyball social tournament. I don't really know how it works but hopefully it will be fun. I think it will. But I won't be drinking I don't think, not if I have to play the next morning. Then after the Sunday league game I will play again at 5:30 with the same group in the social tournament. It's fun! I just dyed my hair.... I can't tell what it looks like yet though cause it's still wet. I am getting antsy though, I may have go and take a peek ......................still to hard to tell it just looks wet-dark. I could blow dry it but that just takes away from the excitement! I can wait ........ can you? You can't??? Are you sure??? Alright then I shall go and look just for you then . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . DAMMIT! It's just dark :( I wanted Auburn not chocolate! This is very disappointing! :( Well at least the grays are gone! That's a glass half full outlook I guess I can try out. Not to mention how nice my hair smells....sniff. I love that smell. And the new body soap I bought smells really good too, I smell like a perfume counter. I kinda like it though. Well I am off now, I got laundry to do and other boring monotonous crap.
J-BOMB! OUT!

Accidental Glitch or Not?

Ok so I had a post that I put up last wednesday, and it was a pretty personal and angry post. I think also it was some of my best writing in it. Basically it was an email fight between me and the boy about going out with a male friend of mine. I said I wanted to go out for dinner to catch up with my dear friend, whom I haven’t seen for a month. He’s been away in Africa doing some really good stuff with the company he works for. I told the boy that I was going to go out for dinner with him and he freaked out but not until a day later when the email happened. To make a long story less long, he said go out for dinner with him and find a new place to live. I took great offence to this threat and felt like he didn’t trust me to hang out with him. Like I would jump this guy’s bones right at dinner on the table. Or that this guy would try it with me. And that’s just laughable as it is. There is zero romantic energy between my friend and me. None. I tried to explain that fact I don’t know how many times (even before this debacle) but to avail. So I ceded the dinner for a lunch. I emailed back my friend and he was a little shocked that the boy takes this stance with him. And I agree, it’s very insulting, to both of us. And the boy knows my friend as well, it’s not like they are total strangers. But I guess I kind of leaned on my friend (as friends do) when the boy and I were having issues at the beginning of summer. And really it wasn’t even that big of a deal. So back to the issue at hand. The boy said he would have felt better if we had been going out to dinner with a group of people, or had lunch instead of dinner. So group sex and lunch time quickies are ok then? Har har. So we went to Olive Garden and we didn’t even decide that until the day we went for lunch. He beat me there cause traffic was insane. So I go up to the table and he has this really pensive look on his face. I think he was half expecting the boy to be with me. So we had a good talk, and he told me he fell in love in Africa with someone. I was tickled. I love it when my friends have good news when my life sucks. There of course are some strings for the poor guy but hey he doesn’t ever seem to fall for the easy ones. Do you? Anyways, lunch was good, I even got presents! He brought back mahogany and iron wood bracelets and a handmade tapestry. I thought that was sweet. He asked if I was allowed to accept them, I was like eff’n rights man, I love presents! Gimme, gimme, gimme! My friend was concerned about what was going on. And we talked about it and he had some sage advice for a guy who’s never been in a relationship. Thanks man. I came home after work and listened to aggressive music very loudly. It was a nice release. I love to play the music really loud and attempt to sing along. So I sing? Umm not even a little bit but I can dream can’t I? The boy comes home and we have a decent night. He spent a good chunk of it over at his brothers, again. Whatever. The next day I was heading out to Kenora for Thanksgiving weekend. I was so looking forward to turkey and ham, no mash potatoes but hey that’s ok. My mom has sucky mash potatoes; at least that was what I was telling myself in order to not feel too upset about not getting to have any. Sour grapes are GREAT! I drove at a decent pace all the way. And I had this little cat and mouse game with an older model Honda Accord. And the driver was an older model too. Ha! From about the end of the 4 way highway to the bypass turn off that heads into Kenora we kept passing each other in long line ups. It was kinda funny. So when the highway splits he takes the ‘Toban way into Kenora. That’s when you get off the highway to go through Keewatin. Only ‘Tobans do that. The other way is quicker. And as he’s going off the ramp on the right he’s speeding up so that he’s right beside my right side. Then he waves. Odd. A little disconcerting even. So I give a timid little wave and hit the gas. Had a good afternoon with my mom and then we went to my brother’s house for cake and coffee for my niece’s 9^th birthday. I can’t believe she is 9 now. Just yesterday she was like 2 in my head. And she got the cutest hair cut. She looks like a little lady now. I got her Hallowe’en costume for her birthday present. She wanted to be a vampire. Easy enough. Got her some fake blood and teeth and nails and stuff. And I got this wicked Nikki Six wig for her but I think my brother is gonna wear it instead. He’s such an 80’s guy! All of the nieces and nephews from my sister in laws side were over. What a bunch of pretty little girls in that family. Boy oh boy. And they all look like their mothers, but they don’t look like each other, and all the mothers are sisters. It’s funny. I get back home and mom and I decide to play Canasta. We haven’t played that in a while. I won the first game and she won the second. It was pretty late by the time we finished playing so she went to bed and I went on the computer to check my email. And there it was. Oilerman had made a comment on my blog, so I thought wow, he must be pissed. I log into my blog to read the comment, and the entry is no longer there. So I go back and read my email and he explains that he accidentally deleted the post when he meant to delete his comment that he posted twice. I’m thinking, tha’ts impossible to do unless you are logged in as an administrator. Well as it turns out I had been logged into my blog at one point on his browser as an administrator and it kept me that way the next time he viewed my blog. So he claimed that all he meant to do was delete the comment he made, but somehow he not only deleted the my entry from the blog site but he also deleted it out of the history. The blog title doesn’t’ even come up. I am totally pissed now. He was pissed too because the entry I made had excerpts from our email fight. He thought I was invading his privacy by posting that email on the net. I didn’t post his email address, just parts that were pertinent to the argument. He thought I was making him out to be the bad guy. Derr. So he posted to that fact, and because he’s the one who posted it originally I am going to include it on this entry. He says:

“I may as well comment to this. I guess I could act like you and find a rather public format to drag your name through mud day in and day out. It's like you've written a diary, and left it open to everyone but myself. Maybe if you communicated half as much as this to me, you wouldn't be on trying to tell the world how evil of a person I am. I guess its considered cool to publish a private conversation between a girlfriend and boyfriend for all too see. I'll re-read all of the text later to match it to the emails... since I run the chance that the letters have been edited. I'm not here to comment on what your latest issue is. Perhaps I should tape record all of our conversations, take issue with you, and then play them over the intercoms at work one day to garner the public's opinion. I'm sure they enjoy a good soap opera as much as the next person. I am firmly and resolutely certain that you would not appreciate such an action the slightest bit. Don't bother comparing the two... as your blog is listed as a signature in the bottom of every email you send to anyone. That's just as much advertisement as I could muster by playing recorded conversations over a loudspeaker in a store full of people. If you become even more popular on here, I'll step it up to a busy saturday afternoon at a large shopping mall Public Announcement system. You get the point. I hope. I wonder if people are asking you why your still with such a close minded heathen of a man? What do you tell them? You're just a sucker for punishment? You're doing God's work by trying and trying to change the pitifully awful person you call your boyfriend? Or that I'm just a stepping stone until something better comes along? Have no where else to go? Blog about that question next, please. We've also had a ton of good times together. Other people have blogs that discuss the good things in their lives. If you're such a positive person, you could have made quite a few entries of all the good times you've had. Did you? I've read your posts just as everyone else has. No sense in getting into banter about this point after my post, because we both know deep down the good has outweighed the bad by a fair margin. I state this to question the perspective you are broadcasting to everyone.
I am real disappointed. People need to vent, I understand that. But personal emails? I see no responses yet. Maybe people feel kinda weird about that. How would you feel? Well, I've lived with you for about 8 years now. I'm pretty sure I know how you'd feel.
I guess I've had a chance now to come in and write rebuttals to this. However, this is your blog. Online diary if you well. One writes ( types ) their feelings in here and that's pretty much that. I could have come in and also listed pages of things that you do like about me, or all the decent things I've done. You'd agree with them too. I know you would. I have no doubt about it. But those are things we share together, aren't they? Is that why you leave them out of your blog? I don't go around only showing what I dislike about you to everyone I know. I wish you wouldn't either. We both possess qualities that we're proud to tell others of and the same qualities are why we're still with each other for so long.
Now I know you'll end up responding, but instead of instantly responding.. first, just really read what I've said. I love you. Don't do something like this post again. I know you wouldn't like it.”

Ok so you got some stuff off of your chest. And yes you made some good points. I however do have a few counter points. Of all the entries on my blog I have only slagged you really bad since we broke up. That’s par for the course. And let’s face it, it hasn’t been all sweetness and light since we decided to get back together either. All the good stuff that has happened between us has happened before I started this blog. Aside from the engagement that is and I blogged that the day after it happened. A blog is about venting and getting emotions out that you aren’t prepared to say to someone in person. And honestly I didn’t even want you reading it if I can be very blatant, not because I didn’t want you to read what I was saying about you specifically but because I didn’t want to have to censor myself – period. But what you aren’t understanding or taking into consideration I guess is that wounds take time to heal. And sweetheart there were some fairly large emotional wounds that happened that night. It was devastating. I had a future laid out for us and then in one foul swoop it was gone, and not just gone but destroyed. That takes time to rebuild. Trust, which was what the original post pretty much centred around, has to be re-established. Now to the fact that I took an email word for word and put in on the blog, fine I won’t take a personal email between us and post it. But now think about why you are really mad about it. Could it be because it showed some colours you do your best to hide from everyone who isn’t me? Because maybe people would take my side? You might have to face that you were being unreasonable. That’s something that maybe you need to live with. As to the question as to what I am doing with you still after everything, it’s called hope. Hope that we can work it out. Hope that we can make it happen. Hope that we can mend what went wrong and not make the same mistakes. 8 years is a long time to be with one person. It’s hard to throw that away. Even over fundamental differences that we do have. So meet me half way is all I ask. Please.

J-BOMB out.

Shine On

If you will indulge me I would like to add my two cents on the Montreal violence that occurred just last week. It's actually taken me about this long to formulate some thoughts beyond emotion about this subject. Having been through a similar situation in Calgary, however much less tragic as no one died, it made me feel…. what I am not sure. I just know it disturbed me to the point of not being able to express these sensations with words. I just kept thinking, why does this keep happening even after everything that was learned from Montreal 17 years ago and Columbine just 7 years ago. Maybe the extremes to which the States have gone to with metal detectors at school entrances isn’t a bad idea after all. And I keep wondering what was going through this guys head that made him take an arsenal of weapons to a school which hasn’t even been determined whether or not he was a student of. I keep thinking that he must have been really pissed off, or mad at someone there but it doesn’t follow along the evidence that has so far been uncovered. And he was 25 so it’s not like you could blame it on bullying, because by that age you should know how to deal with your feelings better then to pick up an assault rifle and take matters into your own hands. So then I just get mad at him. Like he would care if he knew I was angry with him for taking someone’s life I didn’t even know. And then his mom says he was a nice kid, always smiling and things like that. If you notice through out the bible and mythology when describing all things evil, they are usually grinning and seem happy. Why, because they know what they are doing is wrong and they know they are going to get away with it. Just like this guy did. So maybe he was evil in the true and most frightening sense of the word. Does that explain it away? No, not so much for me. What made this guy evil? Where did he get the right to take away someone’s life because he was mad? Who gave him that unlimited power to decide who lives or dies? These are the questions that have kept me awake for a week. Is it morbid that I want to know these things? I don’t think it is. It’s human nature to want to have an explanation to why bad things happen or why bad people do what they do. I feel bad for his mom. She must be just devastated that her son did these things. And that’s what he was, he was someone’s son that was loved. He had family and friends and a home. And in one brief and excruciating decision he threw it all away. My god why? Why on earth would you want to give that up? I can’t imagine taking my own life away from my family, because in that moment your family gets taken away from you. I couldn’t live without my family. And I couldn’t live with myself if I felt what it was like to take a light from someone else’s family. To deliberately take away the life of another, someone who is loved and loves, someone who is bright and young and has so many possibilities laid before her, someone who’s lit up a room for someone else, because we do that for someone out there. Whether or not we know it, we make people happy just by showing up, being there. To those of you, who do that for me, thank you. Maybe he didn’t have someone who did that for him. But I bet he did it for someone. And now that someone doesn’t have that light anymore. He made a decision, one solitary action that changed the course of that person’s life. Maybe we should all act like we light up someone’s life and we would be better for it. Less selfish and ignorant towards one another. Maybe we should tell someone that they light up your day. Maybe if someone had told him that, she would still be here. And even as I type that sentence out I see how it shifts blame and I apologize for that. Maybe don’t do it for him, do it for her. So I challenge who ever reads this blog, tell someone who lights up your day that they light up your day. Let go of the worry of feeling awkward or weird about it, just do it. See the reaction you get. So here it goes, to the people who light up my day: Darlene, Gary, Curtis, Colleen, Rachelle, Amelia, Christopher, Jana, Chris, Mike, Linda, Aunty J, Hope, Louis, Keila, Zenon, Mel, Benjamin, Chewie, Roxilana, The Petes, Brandy, Lorne, Chris, Sue, Ken, Tyler, Larry, Jeff, Todd, Riot, Sean, Melissa, Bruce, Sherri, Scott, Gio, Peter, Melissa, Danna, Jenn, Jeff, Amy, Jarrett, Sharon, Jen, Clarissa, Arlene, Rom, Victor, Denise. And to those who lit it up while their candle was still burning: Auntie Mar, Uncle Don, Gramma Ethel, Grandpa Duke. Thank you all so much for your parts in lighting up my day.

J-BOMB! OUT!

The Come Uppances Just Keep Comin'!!!

Hey All! And by all I mean Jenn. Ha! So we ended last week with a nice little raise in my salary, and last Friday was payday so I got my new payday amount and it wasn't great but it's still more. The nicest thing was that they paid it retroactive from July 31st. I didn't realize that was happening. I mean I remember Pete showing me the date and it said July 31st but I thought it was just a typo. So I got some good money this payday. Unfortunately it's almost all gone. But I got some stuff done with it that needed to be done. I paid some rent, my car, the insurance for the car and the credit card. I feel very accomplished. Last week we played our finals for Volleyball. Sunday we only got 3rd. But I got the MVP and the Sportsmanlike vote on one of our games! We took the number one spot on Tuesday. We had a good game too but it was getting late and we played our last and decisive match in the dark almost. It was a good game too and it was close and we got to play our favourite team, Sun of a Beach for the title. We love that team. So much fun to play against and usually good competition. I had a doctor's appointment on the Thursday for a procedure to use a semi-permanent form of birth control. It wasn't the most pleasant procedure. Let's just say if I wasn't having kids before due in large part to the fear of phucking up kids royally as a parent then the pain of child birth put it over the edge for me. She (the doctor) said I was experiencing what women in labour with minor contractions felt when they are expanding in the cervical area. Minor contractions.... I can't even imagine what the major ones would be like. Forget it! The apparatus that was used was $360. So the boy paid for that nicely, but he also knew that my insurance was reimbursing me for it 100%. Otherwise he might not have. I mean in the past 8 years I have paid for my birth control pills up until 6 months ago or so. And at $15 a month and 84 months of us being together, that's $1260 of birth control that I paid for, cause I can think of maybe a handful of times that he paid for them. And I didn't have insurance for alot of that time either. And he's asked me 3 times if I sent in the receipt for it yet. Ridiculous. But I digress. That night we had volleyball and I had such bad cramps from the doctor appointment. I was a bit grouchy. But I soldiered on. Oh my god I can't believe I said that. Anyways we beat one of our most hated teams to get to the finals. Then we played our most liked team and technically we tied because we only got 2 games in and we won one and they one the other and we beat each other by the same margin. But our team ceded the championship to them because we joined the league late and they played more then we did and they only played with 3 people and played well. And I got to see Riot! We like Riot. I probably mentioned that dog once or twice before in a prior rant. That's Tall Guy Todd's dog. I asked him to breed Riot with another dog and train a puppy and give it to me. Heh, I don't think he will. But puppy is so cute! So well behaved! Perfect dog. Anyway by the time volleyball was done Thursday it was too cold to go for drinks after I guess cause everyone left. Then Friday I had the day off because I was going to Kenora to babysit the girls while my brother and his wife went on a romantic rendez vous for their 10th Anniversary. How sweet! I had been looking forward to this for like a month now! I love it when I get to spend time with my girls cause they are always so good for me and me alone. Heh! Cause I am "the sweetest, prettiest, nicest hair and I smell like a rose Auntie" according to the youngest one Amelia. Hehehehe, she might be my favourite. Nahh I love em both too much to measure it. The first night we went to the movies and saw "Barnyard" and I highly recommend it! It was so good! Loved it and the kids were the best ones in the theatre. They never talked or walked around or anything. I mean there were some older kids ahead of us that kept talking through the poignant parts of the movie and it was driving me crazy so I shushed them a few times. I felt old after that. Then this little 3 year old behind us kept walking back and forth between parents and yacking and pulling my hair as she used the back of our seats to steady herself as she walked. I didn't even have to have the no talking or no moving talk with my girls before we got there, they just knew better. Then we went home and they had their baths and made no bones about going to bed. We went Walmart the next day and because they were such good kids I bought them each a toy. then that night we went to Gramma's for supper. And they were good there too. They played with Nordika and Annie. And we took Nord for a walk. She doesn't walk so well on a leash but that's not her fault, we never taught her that. Then we watched a movie "RV" and it was pretty funny. We stayed up a bit later though to play Go Fish, and I won everytime thank you! I am so good at that game! I challenge anyone to try and beat me at it! Heh. Then the next morning they played and let Auntie sleep in a bit. Then we cleaned up the bedrooms and the living room and I cleaned up in the kitchen. I was supposed to go for lunch with Brandy but didn't get a chance cause Curt and Colleen came back later then expected and I had to feed the kids lunch. We had Kraft Dinner and it was yummy. Then Curt and Colleen came back and about 5 minutes after that the girls started fighting with each other. Funny how that works. But they were so good all weekend. We watched the first 2 quarters of the football game. Kinda funny cause my brother doesn't watch football, so I was explaining football to a guy. Cause I would woohoo a first down and he would asked "What does the 10 in the 1st and 10 mean?" Hahaha. He's a hockey person. And honestly he's not the most athletic person either. I'm better at sports then he is. So I had to get ready for my volleyball banquet that night and I decided it made more sense to stay in Kenora until like 4 or so and then head to Winnipeg because the banquet started at 6. Just go straight there from Kenora. Then I didn't have to go all the way to my place get ready and fight traffic in the city. It's alot easier to fight highway traffic then city. So I did my hair and I had bought a new pair of jeans and a top on sale before I left Winnipeg on Friday and I even put on make up. Headed out on the highway a little after 4 and of course I left behind a brush. I always leave something behind, it gives me an excuse to come back. Heh! SO I am driving on the highway and second guessing the top I am wearing because everytime I look down I see ALOT of cleavage. So I had another shirt with me in case of this exact reasoning. I like the shirt though. And I thought well I need to change this top before I get to the banquet or it will look dumb going in in one shirt and leaving in another one. So I figured I would do a quick switcharoo on the highway as I was driving. And I am trying to run the logistics of this through my head so that I don't have to be nekked from the waist up for very long. I finally manage to get the shirt I want to wear out of my duffle bag and that was a feat on it's own. So I am thinking....so I take part of the current shirt off and then put the other half of the new shirt on or take the current shirt up so it's only around my neck and then throw the other one on over top of that and slip the arms through? Well it seems that the second option was a bit more dangery then I thought cause I nearly hit the ditch on the first attempt. And then this Lexus comes screaming up behind me as I am pulling the old shirt over my head so I have to nix the change over in a hurry. Did I mention I am travelling at about 115 km/h? So he finally gets ahead of me far enough to get this party started. And I notice another car behind me getting closer so I figure that's it the transfer has to get made and NOW! So I whip off one top and on with the other. It took about 15 seconds in total. I was quite proud of myself and I let out a little giggle too. Heheheh just like that. Get to the banquet and I am the first from my team to get there and I sat with Scott and Gio, a good hubby and wife from another team. They are good people. So we sat and drank and laughed and then some others started to saunter in from my team. Ken and his wife and Tyler and his girlfriend and then Sue came with her hubby a little later. We were all taking pictures and having fun and then the food came. And it was good food let me tell ya. We had Roast Beef and carrots and beans and coleslaw and caesar salad and oh it was so good. And did I mention FREE! It was part of our league fees. And there was like 60 people or so there. My Club Desire (which is a gay bar here in Winnipeg) people were there. They are the team on Sunday nights that beat us out of playing for the finals. Awesome players! They were the ones that gave me MVP and Sportsmanlike. Dar even invited me to a party at his place that night to celebrate. So we are all having fun and finished eating and then the they started the trophy ceremonies. I couldn't believe how many he gave out. Sean really outdid himself on this banquet. He did just an awesome job. I got nominated for Most Sportsmanlike on Thursday nights which was a complete shock mostly because no one swears more then I do on the courts. But I don't swear at the other team or my team mostly at myself when I screw up. But it's more funny then offensive. I do get alot of laughs. Is that good though? But I was nominated against Melissa from Sun of a Beach and Bruce (my good buddy) from Sand In Our Shorts. I didn't have a prayer. Tall Guy Todd had 5 noms all together. All MVP noms mind you. Well he better at 6'6". He is a great player. He was up against Ken on a couple too. We whooted and hollered for his noms everytime he was named. Ken too, and Gio too. Scott got nom'd too for a Sportsmanlike nod. so they are getting through the noms and it's coming up to my category and bruce just showed up a few minutes before the category so he was shocked he was in it. So they are naming the nom's and Sean says "From 3 Hits January" and the whole Club Desire table just erupts it was so funny! And then they mentioned the winner and Sean says "Ok you guys you voted for her, January from 3 Hits!" I was SHOCKED!!!! SHOCKED!!! I didn't think I would even get nom'd but then to win it was awesome! I go up there and I'm like "Ok you people played against me... seriously? Sportsmanlike??" I was laughing and smiling it was so funny. I think even my knees were shaking a bit. I got another nom for Sportsmanlike for the playoffs. And Melissa got the same nom in that category. But who we were up against got it over us which was cool. Got my picture taken for the website! Check it out after Sept. 17th for pics www.cavalierinn.mb.ca. Then Ken went up for two MVP's that he tied for with Tall Guy Todd. Then our team went up for coming in 3rd on Sundays, 1st on Tuesdays and 2nd on Thursdays. So I will have lots of pics on that site come the 17th. Heehehehe. My ass even got pinched! Well it was by Dar who's gay but hey action's action baby! And I might even go so far as to say it's the best action in a while too. Sense the tone! Then they had a silent auction and I didn't win anything and then everyone pretty much left. So went home and showed off my trophy and then got lambasted for having two drinks over a 4.5 hour period and then driving home. Not to mention the amount of food I ate and anyone at the banquet can attest to it. I didn't go up for seconds or anything but my plate was fairly heap worthy. It was just stupid. I am not a drunk driver, I had two drinks over a long period and that was it. That is my limit, I don't have more then that. So that rained all over my pretty parade. He must have known he pissed me off cause he slept on the couch. But of course he'll just say it was from him being mad at me for drunk driving. Evs! Then last night I was about to finish up supper just waiting for the rice and I said something to him about him doing something that was annoying me and he made a snide remark like, "Hey at least I am not drinking and driving." So I left and went out for a bit and said your dinner is done when the dinger goes off and went out for an hour or so. Came home and contemplated not eating cause everything I made he had paid for. But I was hungry and he can kiss my ass. Then I dyed my hair (and it's an awesome red by the way) watched some dvd's cause I still have no cable and then went to bed and you can guess where he slept again. I have to say that I think he has slept more on the couch then in the bed since we moved back in together. Hang on I gotta go home and I will finish up from there.
Ok so I should have stayed at work cause I am on my way home and I got rear ended at a set of lights. Fantastic. 4 cars involved, Me the car behind me the car behind her and the car behind her. I think what happened was I was halfway through the intersection, like maybe a quarter of my car was in the intersection and the girl behind me stopped behind that and then the girl behind her hit her and she hit me. The a guy came up behind the third car and hit her. I think he gets the short end of the stick cause he only caused but didn't take damage. So we all exchanged info and I honestly don't know what to do next. I can't wait for youknowwho to get home. It should be interesting. He better not be a dick cause I couldn't bear it right now. He'll sleep on the balcony tonite if he does. Anyways gotta go find out who to call. Fun fun fun. Not the happy ending I wanted this post to have.
J-BOMB! OUT! And feeling a little achy already!

Moving Sucks the Big One!

Ok so it is the end of the month and finally last night at 10pm I finished the last of the moving tasks that needed to be done. We have been cleaning and emptying that eff'n apartment for a week and a half now. And I am beat! My arms and shoulders are killing me, I need a good kneading to get rid of the knots in my shoulders from the washing of walls and floors. Not to mention the need to get rid of the fume headache from the oven cleaner. Even the fume free shyte has side effects. Oh and some industrial strength pain relievers from the fighting would be nice too. I really wish that we had a third party there, then the tension wouldn't be so bad. It didn't matter what I did, I just did it wrong it seemed. And anytime I thought I had a better idea it wasn't worth his time. Very annoying. And then he would get pissed because I had volleyball on some nights. But I helped when I was done. It's not like I abandoned him. Plus we were in playoffs so I couldn't just not show. Then last night he had to work late so I went to get some more cleaning supplies and stuff before I got there to finish up and there was just some scuff marks and floor washing to do. Can I just say that Mr Clean Magic Erasers are phucking BRILLIANT! Seriously, I think whoever has the patent on those little things should get a Nobel prize. It's genius! It saved me a good two hours of cleaning. It did everything! So at about 8:20 or so he calls and asks if I am going to be there for another hour or so and if I am then he will come and help, so I said that I would, cause I was hurting and needed the help (but I didn't tell him that last part). So 9:50 rolls around and he still isn't there and I am finishing up taking the majority of the stuff downstairs to my car and comes sauntering up with slurpees in hand. Well I was under the impression that he said he would be there in the hour, coming directly from work which is only a 25 minute (at the maximum) drive away at that time of night. No I think he actually went home and pissed around before he came to the old apartment. I was pretty ticked because I was waiting for him to get there and help and as you are waiting and it's not happening you naturally become more and more perturbed. So he comes upstairs to get the last 4 things in the apartment to put in the cars. He gets the stereo and some other crap, and I asked him where his slurpee was like 3 times and he didn't answer me. I wanted to carry his slurpee down for him so we didn't have to make another useless trip up there to get a friggin slurpee. And he yells at me "I don't know where I put it and I can't carry it my hands are kinda full. I have had a bad day at work and people have treated me like shit all day, I don't need this!" Well fuck you too! I mean really, I wasn't asking him to carry his own slurpee I just wanted to know where it was so I could get it for him and I figured it was an obvious reason as to why I was asking where it was not telling him not to forget it. Grab a brain now. Then he goes to the elevator with his hands full and doesn't even hold it for me, as I was carrying a box with two slurpees in it and the vacuum cleaner. Thanks so much really. And I am sure he'd have an excuse for that too if I bothered to ask, I just couldn't care less to hear it. I didn't want to hear why he was so late either or why he had a shitty day at work. I was too mad to be compassionate or sympathetic. Besides I had a fabulous day at work. It has a small story to go with the big story so bear with me. On Tuesday I took the day off of work to clean my apartment and get things moving. As we were at the old apartment, the phone rang and it was this place I had applied for a position at in the Canad Inns Corporate office. They needed a corporate receptionist. It sounded pretty interesting as I was talking with the lady about the position. She offered me an interview for Thursday which I happily accepted. So I was feeling pretty good ego wise here. I always think I have a shitty resume when it comes to applying for a job but this is twice in two weeks my resume has impressed someone. So a-woohoo for me. The person on the phone asked me what my salary expectations would be and asked what I was making currently and I told her and she said well they think they would be offering more than that but she wouldn't elaborate as to how much more. So I finished up at like 4:45pm at the apartment because I still had to go home take another shower and feed the cats before volleyball. So me leaving didn't go over too well. Too bad! I finished volleyball pretty early by like 8:30 so I decided to go back to the apartment and help him finish up. Well he had alot done. He cleaned out the fridge and the rest of the smaller rooms and stuff. I was really glad he got that much done. I think we both work better independently from each other. But when you say you are going to help in a certain time frame BE THERE! So back to work Wednesday, and all was copasetic. Did I mention I hate the new extra 10 minute drive to work now!?!?! Anyways, I was at work drinking my coffee and reading the paper and Peter calls me into his office and has someone covering the front desk. I thought oh crap maybe they found out I put my resume out there. So I am super nervous going into this meeting. Well it couldn't have gone any better because I walked out with substantial raise! I am now making a fifth of my old wage more. WOOHOO!!!!!!!! And I thought that the other job probably wasn't going to give me more than that. And now I don't lose my RRSP's or my 5 years. So cool!! I can't wait for this new amount on my cheques. I so need the extra money! I'm tired of this paycheque to paycheque B.S. I am 30 years old almost I should be able to sock away some cash. So this week has been a downer and an upper overall. I couldn't be happier about the work thing because it wasn't the job I didn't like or the people I worked for, it was the money I wasn't getting for the job I was performing. So there we go, I took a blog that could have been totally miserable and made it end on a optimistic note. Wow that's impressive for me. I must say I am sort of shocked I managed that. Maybe I have a whole new leaf turning thing happening. Oh well we'll see..... Stay tuned!

J-BOMB! OUT!

Over-React Much?

Well, here I am. I know it hasn't been that long since the last entry but I had some interesting turn of events in the last week or so that I thought bore a blog debut. It started sort of while I was in Kenora. We found out that my Uncle Duke was moving from his home of about 20 years in Fernie BC to Fort MacMurray for a job opportunity. And what an opportunity it was. He stands to make a great deal of money in the next 6 years or so and good on him since he's retiring soon. So after my mom was done talking to him she said that maybe I should be looking into moving out there too for some sort of future. I feel bad because I have a future that I haven't told her about so I was stuck just playing along to appease her. Just to avoid a bad confrontation. I sent out 4 resumes to jobs in Fort Mac. Ok fine to make it stop, that what I did. Nothing really wrong with it, it seemed innocent. Well nothing is ever as it seems. I started to think "What if I did go out there? I could make some serious money for a while and then come back and make a comfortable living and maybe have my car paid off and enough for a down payment on a house or something. It wouldn't take that long out there either, 6-10 months tops. But I knew it wasn't a very feasible plan. I made a commitment here and I need to honour that. So fast forward 4 days to Thursday while I am at work. I was reading my email and one of the places that I sent a resume to was responding to my resume. They asked if I was relocating and how fast I could be there for an interview. I was kind of shocked I got a return so fast. Since I never really took it seriously it was kind of a nice ego boost career wise. Anyhow, I was talking to a friend online and I told him about it. He seemed rather supportive in his own way about it. That was nice. (thanks!) But I asked him not to tell the boy about it. I didn't feel it warranted much attention because it was such a far fetched idea anyway. So I go to volleyball that night and have some fun there and have a drink and some pizza - nothing unusual. I was wasting time too because I didn't really want to go home and pack stuff. But I go home anyways. And I get there and the boy is there. Curious. He's sitting on the couch and he's looking pissed (but what else is new), and he says to sit down in this fake ominous tone he likes to use when trying to intimidate. Lovely I thought. So as it turns out, guess who has been reading my email? I guess I have my homepage on his old computer still setup to go directly to my inbox of my email. So he's been reading my email for I don't know how long. So he's totally pissed about this job thing that doesn't really mean anything. He thought I was going to leave him and never come back or something. So he's flipping out and I am trying to explain that it wasn't a serious issue, but he wouldn't believe me. He said I was betraying him by not telling him everything. Yeah well, it wasn't that long he did the same thing to me but it wasn't job related but heart related and with another woman. Then he has the balls to tell me that he is testing his trust in me in so many words. He hacked my email and then has the testes to call me untrustworthy. Well a big FUCK YOU to that. Then it devolved further into me hanging out with the guys from volleyball and what has really been going on. I'm shaking my head in utter disbelief by this point. And getting really insulted by this line of questioning. Apparently I am stupid for thinking that a guy just wants to be my friend and want nothing more then that. I'm not exactly what you would call a man eater. I don't have that type of physicallity at all. I don't even want that kind of attention. So I can't have a life outside of him and I. That really isn't fair. Then he came back with the "How would you feel if the roles were reversed?" And I said I felt horrible when it happened to me but I never escalated a friendship to anything more than friendship like he did. I've played second fiddle in his life for a good 75% of our relationship. I mean I know two wrongs don't make a right but I think it should merit a little understanding and faith. I hate guilt trips. And he's getting better at them by the minute it seems. Here's what's scaring me, this new apartment and living together again that seems to be out of necessity. I have no where to live and he does. That means I owe him. Strike 1. Everything in our old apartment that was mine is getting thrown out. Everything in the new apartment is his. That means he has more rights to the things in that new place. Strike 2. His name is the only name on the lease. That means one big fight and I am out on my ass with no where to go or turn to. Strike 3. You're outta there! It scares the hell out of me. And I don't know if maybe he's got this even more devious side that possibly he's setting me up for. Like pick a retarded fight (like this last one) and boot me out on my ear so I can live in my new car. So yes I am playing my cards close to my chest. It's the only hand I have. It's my only power now. Why is it that I have to be the one who wears my heart on my sleeve all the time. It's kind of nice to see him scared of losing me a bit. Even if it is all in his own head. Does that make me evil? Maybe a little bit, but I have never denied being a bit evil. So it's getting to be like midnite and later and he's still on this crap and I am getting really pissed off now. Then he started to say stuff about certain people in my family and I told him to leave. He didn't. Which leads me to believe 1 of 2 things 1) He just wanted to be mean to me because he felt he had a right to because the fight was my fault according to him or 2) he was blowing off steam and I am his regular whipping post. I don't know which is worse honestly. So I decided to get this to end I would have to admit some sort of responsibility and sure enough as soon as I did the fight was pretty much resolved. As long as I am to blame then it's all better. It was getting on to 1AM at that point and I just want to go to bed. Then the next night we went to the movies and out to dinner after. We went to POTC II and it was awesome! I love that series! Captain Jack Sparrow will never die! We ate at Earl's afterwards and had a nice time. He dropped me off at home and I went to bed. Then the next day we were supposed to be playing in a volleyball tourney but it got cancelled so we just decided to play for shits and giggles on Saturday afternoon. Well I thought we would be done at about 3pm ish but as it turns out a few more people showed up then so we ended up playing until like 6:00 or so and then I got a cramp and we all stopped playing. None of us had eaten so we went up to the deck for food and bevvies and then we dispersed at about 7ish. I get home and I was doing dishes and stuff then I crashed on the couch for about an hour. I got into the bedroom and there was a flashing light on the answering machine....hmmm it wasn't flashing when I got home. I play it and it was the boy, I guess I missed his call and he was mad because I guess we were supposed to be moving stuff that night. I forgot. And I didn't really think that we set anything definite anyways. So back to fighting AGAIN! This is getting really tiresome now. I guess I made him feel bad that afternoon because at some point we misplayed a ball and it went over the side of the rink and he was putting garbage out so I yelled at him to get the ball (not yelled meanly or anything) but when he threw the ball back I guess we were just kind of sitting around making conversation. Then him and Todd started to talk about how busy the vendor was and if the boy had ever seen anyone get into a car accident. Small talk. I was sucking wind so I wasn't really able to do the small talk and then it was time to start again. But apparently that made him feel neglected. I didn't realize. I wasn't purposely not talking to him, I was just tired. That was about a half hour or so before we stopped playing. So he knew I was still there and not at home. But because I said we were only going to play for a little while instead of 5.5 hours I was lying. There is a difference between lying and changing your plans. Ergo I must not be committed to moving in with him. Then it was how he has hardly seen me all week and that last week when I came over to do laundry and watch a movie with him was the most he saw me. Well now he knows how I feel when he screws up my plans to beat his head against a wall at work instead of leaving when he is told. So I cleaned up my closet all Sunday before volleyball and I must have like 6 big ass bags of clothing to take to Sally-Ann. Ridiculous! Then after volleyball I went over to his place unannounced to say hi. I stayed to watch the end of Bad Boys 2. I hate that movie. Evs. That's Australian for "Whatever". I kinda like it better, and it's shorter. Well then Monday we packed some more crap up after he got done work. I cleaned the kitchen cupboards above the stove. They were GROSS! It really sucks because there's no ventilation of any sort in the kitchen like most places have. So it's uber greasy and hard to clean from atop a chair. The bathroom is the same way. That's going to suck too. I hate cleaning. I want to just hire someone to do it. Oh how I wish I had money. Tuesday was volleyball night and we had good games. It was playoffs too so they were important games of a kind. So far we are winning 1.5 matches! Woohoo!!!! Anyhow that was my rant of sorts. Of course you are all getting one side of it and that's too bad because on my blog my side is the one that counts! Ha! Evs! That's it for me kids, hope all is well in your respective worlds.
J-BOMB! OUT!

I Love Volleyball Tourney Weekends!

So I am on my second day back from Kenora and had just an awesome time! I can't remember the last time I had that much fun in Kenora. It started with Friday and I got to town and my mom and I went for lunch and had a good time and then dinner and then all the volleyball peeps finally got down around 10 pmish or so. So I trekked over to the camp site to help (or hinder depends on your POV) set up some tents. Yes erecting tents, there were a few penile jokes to say the least, but all in good tempered fun. We hung out there until about 2 AM had a few beers and shot the shit around the fire. Hadn't done that in like FOREVER! I can't even remember the last time I was even in Anicinabe Park. I was a kid I am pretty sure. When you grow up in Kenora you don't camp there, only outsiders camp there. If you are a true Kenoran, you camp outside of city limits. Anyways I had the butterflies that kept me awake all night so I didn't exactly get a good nite sleep the night before. I couldn't wait to play volleyball the next day. We had a kick ass team! It was Mark, Melissa, Sean, Tall Guy Todd and I on a co-ed 4's team. We couldn't miss! Or so I thought. Our first game was against a White Fish Bay team. I had my whole family there (minus my pa) to watch. My nieces even came out to watch which was fun. They're so cute! Anyhow, we lost our first game because we looked like we were scared of the ball. We were afraid to hit and set and just about anything. So Todd said we need to play more aggressively and he was totally right. Then the next game we won, and we played so much better. So we split that match. I didn't get that at all, a match consisted of 2 games, how do you win the match? Weird. And the tournament wasn't very well organized at all. They didn't even provide us with balls to play with. We used my ball in a few of our games. The weather wasn't cooperating well neither. So the next game we played was about 45 minutes later and one of the guys went back to the campsite to do up the tents and then didn't come back for the game. I thought that was lame honestly. But we won that game pretty easily. My dad came out for that one and so did my girl Brandy! I even knocked a guy down with my serve. Heh! Love that! I got mooned too at the net. That was one hairy ass wowsers! After that game we didn't play again for like an hour and a half so I went back tot he lounge and sat with Brandy and we talked for a while which was nice cause I haven't seen her in ages! She had lunch, but I don't eat when I play ball cause if I dive and land funny after eating then vomitous occurs. That's never a good idea. So back to the courts. We played another tough White Fish Bay team. And we split that one too. But our game play was better. I actually got the boys to the net to let them hit my sets. And Todd had some spectacular blocks on their top guy. He blocked him like 3 times in a row. It was HOT! So we are still winning 4 of 6 games, that put us in a good position. The next team we played was another tough team but I don't think they were from White Fish Bay. And we imploded against them. I don't know what happened there. We had all 5 of us back and we just couldn't gel on anything. The guys were trying to do some fancy stuff and it just wasn't working. Then Sean bailed half way through the game. I don't know why he does that. It's one of two reasons, either he thinks he's the weak link and doesn't want to bring down the team, or he doesn't want to be blamed for the loss. The majority of the points were unforced errors in both games of that match. We got spanked in both matches. We barely made 11 points in each game. I was dumbfounded! So with these two straight losses we needed to win at least one of our next games in order to make the playoffs. But we were going to have to face the toughest Winnipeg team, Confusion, which consists of Lorne, Christian, Scott, Gio and Sarah. They had done really well so far and if they beat us twice they had a bye into the playoffs the next day. Did I mention we are friends with all of these people? And honestly I wouldn't want them to throw a game but they didn't need to play us the way they did. It was a bit demoralizing. And we got massively passive aggressive on the court. And I don't think that helps in my opinion. It shows a lack of passion. We just got madder at ourselves individually and it made it harder to dig out of a hole. And Sean didn't even play at all in this game for whatever reason. And we lost both games so no playoffs the next day. :( It sucked! Then a couple of them said they were just going to go back to the city that night instead of sticking around and supporting the other Winnipeg teams that supported us in the last two matches. That kinda hurt a bit I think more then I would have wanted it to. We all decided to go to Hap's that night and hang out and have a good time. And who I thought was leaving didn't leave so it was really nice to see them stick around. So Lorne found a chick he wanted to hook up with so Todd and I took turns being his wing man. It was funny. I got him a bit further cause I told him to go and dance near where she was and she totally went for it- for a while. It was funny! Poor Lorne, he's still not getting any action in Kenora. I still can't believe he was dancing. I drank entirely too much but wasn't sloppy drunk or anything like that. But it was so hot on the dance floor. It was sweaty out there boy. Melissa had a good time out there. Apparently I was pretty red the whole night cause Jeff kept grabbing my face and asking if I was Asian cause Asians get really red when they drink apparently. It was such a good night. I haven't danced that much in so long. And being one of the oldest chicks there too I think I did alright. I lasted pretty long. I outlasted Tall Guy Todd, he was falling asleep at the table. But we didn't last much longer then that. Lorne (the DD) , Christian, Jeff and I all left right after that. We went back to Lornes cabin to have a beer and then I went home. Lorne and Christian went to the campsite after they dropped me off and partied some more. Christian was PLASTERED! Oh he's a funny drunken Brazilian. The next day we went to cheer on the other Winnipeg teams that made it into the playoffs. Lorne's team and Jeff's team. Jeff's team played first against Special Forces (the team we lost to first) and they lost. Two straight games. Then Lorne's team played Nathan Goss' team next. Nathan was the convener of the tournament. Should he have had a team in it???? I don't think so no. But whatever. They lost to Nathan's team so they had to play Special Forces for 3rd place. They lost the first game. So I said we should move to the side our people were playing on and sit on the rocks, so Todd and I moved over and gave them a pep talk on the way. So we cheered our team on from their side of the court and they won the second game. So it forced a rubber match. And Lorne's team demolished them in the last match. I think it was like 15-8 or something. So one Winnipeg team made a place. Their team won a hundred bucks. Cool. Top prize was $700 and $400 for second. We sat around and watched the final between two Kenora teams, Nathan's team and a young team. Nathan won, of course. It was a good game though. But should the convener win 700 bucks???? It is a nice ethical debate. Then a few of us went to get ice cream at Dairy Queen. Then I went to my mom's and had a nice nap. I was tired. And I hurt a bit. But I had two days to spend with family which was nice. I was supposed to go for lunch with Brandy on Monday but she was busy, so I made plans with my mom and she was busy so she cancelled on me so I went for lunch with my dad. We went to this newish place called My Place in Keewatin. It was really good. Then we were having a steak night at Curts house and he did awesome on the steaks. So good! I haven't had a steak in like FOREVER! Then I headed back to the city on Tuesday and got back in time for volleyball. I had a bad night though. I will go into more detail at a later date though. It's a little complicated right now. Anyhow, that was my weekend! Exciting huh? Well I should get back to work, besides my lunch cover should be coming up here soon.....ah there she is!

J-BOMB! OUT!

WTF?!?!?!?!?!!??

Ok so my day was somewhat on the bizarro side yesterday. And it started pretty much from the get go. I haven't really had good sleep in close to two weeks. It's been restless sleep which sucks so pure adrenaline has been fuelling me. And apparently the tank was so low I should have that annoying "ding" noise going off to warn me about it. So when you are so tired and you can't sleep through it your mind wanders into interesting territory. With the wandering going on I can't seem to shut my thoughts down to clear it out and reboot. So Tuesday at 2:00AM I am just starting to lull into some much needed restless rest, (cause I will take what I can get) my mind finally shut down, and I had the fan going so I am nice and cool and starting to give in to non rem sleep. However, I now have this icky feeling of something moving over my bare arm but with the fan blowing it could have been anything, but wait this movement has a pattern and it seems like it's organized in its procession. Hmm, wipe at my arm and lo and behold, I squash one of the biggest phuckin' spiders I have ever encountered. Now I am one of the most feverish arachnophobias known to man. So needless to say the thought of sleeping (even restlessly) was gone far, far away. Every time my skin twitched I awoke with a jump to get rid of what may or may not have been on my bed. I nearly killed my cats twice. They still won't talk to me I have freaked them out so bad. So I am guessing at about 4-4:30 I drifted off just out sheer exhaustion, and got the dreamless sleep necessary to function. Well I got about a two hour break from reality and then it came storming back like the Bomber defense. I was starting to awake about 15 minutes before my alarm clock went off, which isn't unusual for me, and for some reason my nose is making this weird gurgling type of noise, WTF I think I look at my pillow, and it's covered in blood. Again WTF is going on? It finally dawns on me that I have a nose bleed. Hmm this is a new phenomenon for me I have never had a nose bleed from anything other then a straight punch to the face, and I was young then. So I run to the bathroom to see if someone snuck into my apartment and punched me in the face without me knowing, nope not so much the reason. I also notice that the blood is rather thin so ok stress thinned out my blood and it came gushing out of the first portal it could find, fan-phuckin-tastic. I figure, well I am up I might as well hop in the shower and hope the steam helps the situation. I'm not sure why steam would help but I guess it's the same principle as boiling water when a woman goes into labour in the movies. So throughout the shower the nose is still bleeding and not stopping and it's a fairly gross thing to see when you look down in the shower and it's running red with blood. Prophetic much? But as I spied downwards, I notice something out of place. Hmm WTF is this big mark on the not so publicly displayed area of my upper thigh? So I guess the spider took a chunk out of my leg before I smeared him on my arm. And this is ugly looking. I don't know what the attraction to my legs are but spiders love em cause that's the second bite on my leg that I have gotten. But this bite was just a little too close to home base for me. So yes there was quite a bit of pain once the mark is realized, isn't that funny how that works. I don't feel the pain till I see the pain. I'm a very linear person I guess. So I polysporine'd it and threw a band aid over it hoping that would heal me. Ok so linear and naive. Har har. I phone my boss and explain that I have a bleeding nose that doesn't seem to want to stop, and I might be late. No worries he says so go and clean my nose over and over and over again. Finally about 9 it stops slowing. Praise the nose gods. Alright so I saunter in to work at 9:20ish and everything is hunky dory so far. The morning is going smoothly and then MTS DSL which our work network uses goes down across the city. So angry outlets and customers flood my switchboard and I seem have the only system in Winnipeg that can sell tickets. Lovely, I get to deal with people on today of all days. Perfect. Couldn't be happier (sense the tone). I finally get a lunch break and I am actually hungry and craving a sub from Quiznos across the street. My cover comes up front and I leave to go to get my lunch. Out my front door are two of the cutest guys I have seen in a while from the Moose office below us. So I go by them and head up the 6 stairs to the walk way to go over the street and step one - WHAM I missed it completely and nearly did a header into the stairs. So embarrassed was I Yoda. The guys come over to see if I am ok and I hang my head and say I'm good thanks just clumsy. They go back to the elevator with the "That was a perfect 10 on the slapstick scale" smile on their faces. So off I go again and this time it's incident free up the stairs. I get down to the Quiznos at the MTS Centre, and to my happiness there are two more cute guys in line and they happen to be in cop uniforms. I'm linear, naive and a sucker for the boys in blue. There was one girl ahead of me and she was just finishing up her order and then it was my turn. So I am slyly overlooking the cops that are awaiting their toasty lunches, not obviously or anything. I go to take a step to the counter and this guy walks right in front of me and starts to rattle off his order, and this guy cam out of nowhere, because he wasn't behind me at any time. I said "Excuse me, but..." I didn't really think I needed to finish the line but he didn't give me the chance before he said "They don't serve whores here." I was flat out stunned, like someone punched me in the gut. I could hardly make out the words. "Excuse me?" and he says "You heard what I said." I have lost the ability to talk, and if you know me that is a mind blowing anomaly. My entire vernacular was missing out of my brain. The cops come over and ask me if everything was ok and gave me a look like, do you know him. I still have this deer in the headlights look going on. I kept waiting for the guy to say "Sorry I have Turette's" or something. But that statement never came. And this wasn't some crazy street person either, he was dressed in a thousand dollar suit with a bling watch and expensive cologne. Then he starts to yell at the girl behind the counter to take his order already. The cops go over to him and politely ask him to step aside because I was there first and to wait his turn, he goes Mel Gibson on them saying "What are you the politeness police, go arrest somebody and do your job" All kinds of shyte coming outta this guys mouth now. The cops escorted him out the building, by the scruff of neck. I'm still flabbergasted at this point. I half expected a round of applause to erupt, but not so much. The cops ask again if I am ok and I still can't formulate words except "Pff shh thchser - yeah" Then they walked me back to my office just to be on the safe side. I thought that was above and beyond the call in my opinion. And it's my blog so my opinion is the only one that counts! Now that what I call a WTF kinda day. I've recounted this story to one person who gave it a 7.5/10 on the interesting day scale, but I think he low-balled me. Next time I will add a gun to it and see if that bumps me up to an 8. I told volleyball peeps too and they all had the same "You can't be serious!" look on their faces. I told work people too and I got the same reaction. And I got an offer from someone to become inappropriately violent on my behalf the next time I see this guy. I hope I never see this person again. I really doubt I will, but stranger things have happened in downtown Winnipeg. So I played volleyball last night too which is usually my most interesting part of the day but it was completely usurped by a jerk and a spider. After volleyball we have beers (which is where I recounted my story) and pizza and hang out. On my way home I am noticing that my spider bite area is getting warm and the skin is getting taut. This can't be good. I go home talk to the violence offerer on the phone and get into a heated discussion about other topics and hung up around midnite. I get up to go to bed and hey my leg seriously hurts. Get in my car and go to Grace Hospital next door and they take me in to see a doctor in a reasonable 30 minute wait. I was impressed. And of course the cute ER doctor is on call that night. Great, cute guy doctor gets to looks at my inflamed spider bite on the inner thigh, fun (sense the tone). They drained it, which was pleasant, with the biggest phuckin needle I have ever seen. So if spiders are my number one phobia, needles run a very, very close second. There was nothing soothing about my night at all after I left volleyball. So if there was ever a day where you just wanted to stay in bed and die, that was it for me. All the elements were against me yesterday. I mean I have had worse emotional days (read the archives) but this was the quintessential worst day of days for me when it comes to an overload of Murphy's Law type of luck. I think that's it for me folks. Please if you are reading this do rate this 1-10 on the phucked up day scale.
J-BOMB! OUT!

Another Week of Summer Gone :(

We have had such a beautiful summer this year that I have actually hated not being out in it. That's really, really odd for me since I am not so much of an outdoor person. I am now playing volleyball 3 nights a week which is great! The people there are cool too. It seems funny how we all sort of get along. My Bombers are winning consistently this year. That makes for a good summer too. I truly believe that they have a decent shot at making it to the Grey Cup game and sweet that would be because the Cup game is in Winnipeg. It would be awesome! I have plans to head to Kenora the second weekend of August for a volleyball tournament. Which should be so much fun. I intend to be drunk a good deal of the time. Well not when playing, but afterwards absolutely. I have had a fairly eventful summer methinks, if you don't think then you need to go through the archive HAHAHAHA! I think this might just be a shorty tonite. Not feeling all that reflective tonite, so I will save the wisdom for another time. Well that's it kids.....
J-BOMB! Out!

My Super Super Spike Weekend!

Well I had a fun weekend. I had a volleyball tournament called Super Spike. There were 151 co-ed 6's team in it and it was phuckin' HOT! I mean temperature wise too of course. I haven't seen so many 6 packs in my whole life! I was pleasantly surprised. My team which consisted of myself, Ken (whom I am in a league with), Tyler (Ken's son who is also in our league), Susan (who is also in our league), Lorne (whom I have played volleyball with for 5 years now), Sean (who I picked up for the tournament and is a fellow Kenoran) and Todd (who I picked up for the tournament and for the obvious reason, he's 6'5"!). We were AWSEOME! We played 3 round robin games and then we were in playoffs. I hadn't been able to eat or sleep for the two days coming up to the tournament start on friday. So Friday I was up at about 6:30am, which I NEVER do. I went to work early for 8:30 so I could leave early and get to the tourney on time for 6. So I took off at about 3:45 that afternoon and went to get some stuff done and then off to Lorne's to pick him up. I get to his place for about 5 and I realized that I haven't changed into my volleyball clothes yet so I changed at his place and got ready to go. We were just talking and stuff and I told him I have had butterflies all day long, I couldn't eat anything or keep from being antsy all day at work and he's laughing at me like I am a crazy person. I think I was actually. So off we go to the tourney site. We get there at about 5:45ish and we had agreed to meet at the entrance and all go in together, but 2 of my guys (Sean & Todd) weren't there yet and as the captain, I had to go to a meeting. So it's like 6:15 when this meeting is finished and still my team hasn't moved down to our court yet. And we played all 3 of our round robin games on the grass courts. I was a little miffed about that at first. I'll get to that in a bit. Ok so, Sean shows up but still no Todd. I am getting nervous at this point because we play in a few minutes and we haven't warmed up yet. Well here comes Todd - running with his dog toward the fields. I mean he ran all the way from his house a good 7-8 kms away. I'm shaking my head because it was 29 degrees in the shade on friday night. He wasn't even sweating that badly, impressive. So we get down to the field and start warming up and right from the warm up I am feeling good about this team. We looked sharp, everyone had a white tee shirt on as our "uniform" and it looked good. So we start playing our first team and it started off shakey, which is understandable because we haven't really played with Sean, Todd and Lorne as a whole. But it was like 4 or 5 points in and things just started to click. There was chemistry between all of us. We gelled together as a team pretty easily. So we slaughtered our first opponents 58-29. Funny lookin' volleyball score I know, it was a running score match that lasted 24 minutes with a side switch at 12 minutes. So the game moved fast and once you got ahead you just needed to slow things down. Plus the heat was getting pretty intense. We all went up to the beer gardens after to share in the victory and I was going to settle in for a long night of drinking, and everyone wanted to leave. :( I wasn't very happy. I was totally ready to tie one on. Well not true I was going to do it the next night and Lorne was going to drive that night. But he didn't want to stay either. Confusing. There's was plenty for the boys to look at. There was so much T & A there my rapier witt and charm didn't stand a chance. There was just as much eye candy for the girls there too. The best part of the weekend was Todd's dog. I'm in love. That dog is amazing! He's a border collie and he does every trick a border collie can do. And he's so friendly, his name is Riot. Good dog name! Todd was doing the frisbee tricks to get the girly attention but for some reason only guys were interested. It was kinda funny. So we took off at about 8ish I guess after a beer. And Lorne and I finally got a chance to talk about some stuff and I told him that Mike and I were moving back in together and he kind of said "Whatever makes you happy." But then he said something that kind of shocked me, he was actually upset in his own way that Mike thought he and I were messing around. Mostly because Mike has met him and kind of knows him and he thought it was pretty insulting that he thought he would make a play for me when he knew I was attached. And that I should be insulted too. I am too, but I have to stick to my guns to prove Mike wrong on the "guys and girls can't be friends" thing. So I tried to sleep that night and ended up getting maybe 3 hours of sleep. I was up again at 6:30 and couldn't go back to sleep. Plus I had to leave early because I had to get the will call for the tourney form Debbie at like 9AM. Then I decided that the shirt I was wearing wasn't good enough so I went and bought another one that wasn't quite as heavy as the other one. And it did make a huge difference. I get there at about 10:30 and Sue and Sean are already there. So I get Sean to help me carry the cooler down to the grounds. I had made sandwiches and brought fruit and drinks and everything for the team. I'm so nice and it was well appreciated which was cool. Everyone was there all be it a little late for my taste. We played at 11 and Todd and Lorne got there like 10 minutes to. Again with the nerves! Damn men! But Todd brought back Riot so it was hard to stay mad. So on to our next game and we had another solid game by everyone. And we decided to try to make me setter from all front row positions. Interesting to say the least. I haven't played the switch since high school. It made for a bit more work but it made my game that much better. Ken had a stellar game with lots of blocks and kills. Todd had this amazing hit that stunned anyone watching. And Lorne got blocked by a girl! I laughed and laughed, but he made up for it with a few blocks and awesome serving. I had a couple of aces myself and made a guy in the back row look funny. We won like 45-32 or something like that. It was great. I felt so energized afterwards too. Then the next game was at 1:30 so we just sat around and hung out and my dad showed up which was cool. But he didn't stay very long he wanted to get his new PT Cruiser out on the highway. So away back to Kenora he went. So the next game wasn't even that big of a hard time and we dominated throughout. the final score was 60-21. After that game we had a pretty big break before playoffs started. from like 2-4:30. We kind of just split up and went our separate ways. I was just drenched in sweat and wanted to go and change but they only had porta-potties to change in and that just wasn't happening for me. I went back to my apartment to get changed and Mike was there watching TV so I just sat and waited for him to ask how we were doing and eventually he did. I was kind of hoping he would come out and watch but not so much. Whatever. So as I was leaving he was going out too so we headed out together and I mention that it would be nice if when I came home and I could have my parking spot and not have to park in visitor's parking or bug him to come and move his car. As it was I moved his car into my spot this morning for him. He gave me this look like "Do I have to?" and I said well I did pay for it I should get to use it. Well that set him off for some reason. And he got pissed off, I asked what the problem was and I got a cold "Just drop it!" in retort. I was like whatever. And I left for the rest of the games. So back I went and finally got there a little after 4 and Sean just woke up from sleeping in the fields he said. And everyone got back before 4:30 which was nice. They announced that the way playoffs would work would be that all teams that finished off 1st in their pool would to A side and 2nd place to B side and so forth. I didn't really like that, to me playoffs should be about the best teams going all the way to the end. Our game was at 5 and it was finally in the sand. We had all of our games on the grass courts and we were supposed to have at least 1 regular game in the sand which we didn't get. So we were going in cold about how the sand would feel. We moved all our stuff up there and it is about 5-10 degrees hotter in the sand then on the grass. I was burning up. I got so sunburned. So we start warming up and we're starting to get sapped and I can tell. We started off pretty strong Todd put us up 8-1 with some awesome serving. Then we let them get back and take the lead and we just never caught up. Me doing the switch wasn't panning out at all and I was just losing all my momentum. I blame that on me, letting myself get too tired too quickly. So we ended our tournament on a dry note. After such a strong showing in the round robin it was as bit disappointing but I still had fun. Then as we go back to our little area, Sean and Lorne decide they are going to leave without even so much as a conciliatory drink. I was a little put off by that. Sean said he had a social or something to take care of and Lorne went out to dinner with someone. It didn't show much teamship (I don't think that's a real word though). Whatever. So I go to the tent with Todd, Ken & Sue and their significant others. Tyler came in a bit later but his girlfriend is under age so they couldn't go in to the beer gardens. We're all sitting there having a beer and bullshitting. It was cool. We were all smiles in time. I still had some food left so we brought it back to the tent and munched on grapes and bananas and sandwiches. It was cool. Then Todd took off and I took off right after him and Ken helped me bring the cooler back to my car. I couldn't find my car. We walked by it like twice. It was funny. And then I went home, wrote a thank you email to everyone on the team and said how well we did. Sean, Ken and Sue all returned the thank you note which was nice. And Ken said "Next year man just wait until next year." And I agree, next year we will take it all! Watch out A Side we'll be back!
J-BOMB OUT!