Archive for November, 2006

Oh my god, I’m going to kill something.

Yep, 6am — right back where they started. I called the non emergency line police with a complaint. Vancouver city by-laws say you can’t pull this shit before 7am. When I asked out my window for them to stop, they said “Oh, with snow, it’s 6:30.” Okay, no it’s fucking not, and what’s the difference? [...]

It’s 1am, I must be crazy.

Why am I awake? dang.

He doesn’t live here anymore.

…and he never did! What the heck is it with me and getting wrong numbers lately? Last time, it was 4 calls from “Cam’s” mother. Now I’ve got two messages from Bonnie, for Robert. Men of the world: Stop giving people my number. It’s mine, not yours! Or perhaps women of the world: Learn to [...]

Good / Bad

Good: It’s snowing! I like snow. Bad: The FUCKING ASSHOLE who decided that SIX THIRTY IN THE FUCKING MORNING was a good time to try to shovel the back alley, right outside my bedroom window. Our apartment is situated sort of oddly — the alley itself is much higher up than the bottom of the [...]

A night of vodka.

You know, I get the impression that only Jenn & I will find this funny, but holy crap do we ever find it funny. I present to you: A story in pictures, about my roommate — the soulless, alcoholic marmot: The Marmot takes a sip straight from the bottle, as she’s been doing every night [...]

Old Picture Day

Carol Ann I have nothing else to say, and so I give you a picture of my sister from when she was a year and a half old. She’ll be 5 in a few weeks. boggle.

I am the goddess of healing!

Yeah, more game shit, but I’m proud… so I post. So, Beansidhe is currently a 47 Shaman. I was wandering around in Tanaris and decided to take a look at the “looking for group” channel, which I usually keep turned off, since it’s a pain in the butt and full of “haha, chuck norris could [...]

A gift!

How ironic is it that only days after purchasing a delightful gift for my roommate’s Warcraft alter ego, the terrifying, hulking, threat to all things furry, Tauren (think: gigantic minotaur-like creature) shaman “Marmotte” … that I would come across this comic? Three guesses as to what I got her. And three more guesses as to [...]

Tramline 3 smells like pee

If you’re going to complain… complain in harmony! Link courtesy of bree

Worst Field Trip Ever

So, I used to work with this lovely woman, who we’ll call Shiz. We quit the Evil Company from Hell within a few days of each other, and I must say I was terribly amused at the lurch we left them in. Hey, they fucked us around wickedly — they deserved it. In any event, [...]