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So I follow a blog called well.. Things 90s Kids Realize. You can also follow them here. Now, personally when I look in to some things, I find that this blog writer is misinformed when it comes to behind the scenes sometimes [mainly for cartoons. I would like to point out I commented on his Realization # 76 about being wrong and that Christine Cavanaugh did not voice Chuckie Finster of Rugrats but our loveable Nancy Cartwright, who voices well known Bart Simpson, did with followed up proof, right here at IMDB and my comment was never accepted. I guess some people can't stand to be wrong.], but I accept it and move on. [I never read it for more than the nostalgia phase. I have a greater range of knowledge on some things than the writer does and probably could stomp them to the ground with a more accurate opinion, but I'll bite my tongue and let them have their fun in the sun.] I just read a more recent post from him about song writer, singer and producer Mike Posner was apparently a 90s Kid himself and did a questionaire. [Read his questionaire here.] After I read it, I kind of wanted to do the questionaire myself. So below are my answers. If you yourself are a 90's Kid, feel free to do the questionaire yourself! I'm looking at you Craving Cupcakes and Playpen!

QUESTIONS:What animated 90s character would you like to chill with?: Most definitley Beavis and Butthead. Those guys know how to party. Nyha.
What is your proudest video game accomplishment?: I've been over this before and I'll say it again. Zombies Ate My Neighbours was a fantastic game. But I'm gonna be honest, Mortal Kombat is a game and will always be a game no little kid in this day and age will ever have the chance of battling me at. Button mash all you want. You will never beat the block, block, duck, upper-cut technique.
What 90s show or cartoon would people be surprised to know that you watched?: At this rate, nothing will surprise anybody. But Boy Meets World all day long. That show raised me. But if you want to know something I watched religiously, Care Bears and Sailor Moon. 
Who is the sexiest female cartoon character and why?: Sailor Moon. Quite frankly, she was tough, she wore that sexy little skirt and well, the perverted little boy in me says you could see up that skirt. Disgusting? Yeah, but I dare you to find a little boy at anytime that, regardless if they're cartoon or real, who isn't secretley turned on by any shot of underwear, and brag to their friends that they saw it? Exactly. 
Who is your childhood crush?: Childhood crush? I had many childhood crushes in my life but if we're talking about people we knew, my sister's friend Kendra. She had what my sister likes to call now-a-days "Bodacious Tah-Tahs". How can one resist? Celebrity crush? Sabrina the Teenage Witch. Nuff' said.
What 90s videogame has robbed you of the most hours of your life?: Too many of them thats for sure. But like Mike Posner, I played A LOT of NBA Jam. Granted, my cousin destroyed me at that. He remembered all his codes to reload his old profile. He got far in that game. If it wasn't NBA Jam, then Mario World 3 takes the cake.
What is your favorite 90s sports moment?: I'm going to be honest, sports was never my ideal television program. But something I lived through was Floor Hockey back in the day. My friend's dad was trying to teach me a proper slap shot and I whacked him in the face with my stick. He laughed and told me I had a great shot. That was probably my favourite sports moment.
Which 90s one-hit wonders can be found on your iPod?: Every Eminem song you can think of. I don't have my iPod on me so past that I couldn't tell you.
What 90s cartoon character is most like Dynamite White and why? Chuckie Finster. Hermit like, paranoid. Always going along with the plan even if it gets him in trouble.
How did you handle Mufasa’s death? Think of my life like Pheobe from friends. She got sheltered from Ol'Yeller because the ending was so sad. I was never sheltered from the death, I just acted like it wasn't there.
What was your signature cereal and cartoon on Saturday mornings?: Alphabets and Doug. Perfect combination. Mix in some Teenage Muntant Ninja Turtles and maybe Arthur always made me say Hey! What a wonderful kind of day!
When was the last time you felt nostalgic?: Every day of my life. When I'm not working or passed out at my friend's or girlfriend's, I'm always forever watching television and I realize there is never anything good on. 90's had a knack for something always being on.
FAVORITES:90s Cartoon: Rugrats
90s TV Show: Boy Meets World & Even Stevens90s Game Show: Uh Oh!...or [and this is before my time] Family Feud.
90s Movie: Angels in the Outfield
90s Musician: Sum 41 & Simple Plan
90s Song: I'm Just A Kid - Simple Plan & Fat Lip - Sum 41
90s Toy: Wrestling action figures... or those little green army men. Y'know, like the ones in Toy Story
90s Shoes or Clothing: I always wore and still wear Zellers Request stuff. Oh, and Tommy Hilfiger.
90s Book: Any and all Goose Bumps books.
OPTIONS:
Patty Mayonnaise or Topanga Lawrence?
Topanga Lawrence. Who ever didn't like her, you're a terrible person.
X-Men or Ninja Turtles? Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. [Turtles in a half shell.] I always had one shell of a time!
Batman or Spiderman? Both. Spiderman had super-powers and stuff, but Batman had a utility belt! Batman in the end was more realistic when it came to saving the day but both great super-hereos none the less.
Super Nintendo or Sega Genesis? Super Nintendo. Hands down. Fuck off Mike Posner.
WWF or WCW? Now we're getting in to something. WWF in something called the "Attitude Era" is really a hands down win. But, and this is a fact, WCW influenced the Attitude Era so for that, WCW wins in my books.
Goosebumps or Scary Stories To Tell In The Dark? Scary Stories To Tell In The Dark? I have never heard of this. If they're talking about Freaky Stories, or Are You Afraid of the Dark then they are both great shows. But [and I totally just googled this] when it comes to the books, I can only choose Goosebumps. I guess I'm going to have to pick up a couple of these books.
Fruit Gushers, Fruit By The Foot or Fruit Roll-ups? Fruit Gushers. My sister buys these for her kid all the time. And fruit by the foot. I always eat the Gushers. Especially the blue ones. They're totally the best. I guess I'm going to have to pick up a box.
Better leader: Tommy Pickles or TJ Detweiler? Now TJ was great. But come on, Tommy had so much influence on his group. Gus was another Chuckie, but the problem is, Gus would barely do half the things. He would chicken out, have some sort of ephinany, but that wouldn't always give him more will power. Chuckie always cried about Tommy's plans but would stand by him. Thats what a true leader his. A man who, even though he has a stupid plan, can still have a team to back him up.
Biggest bitch: Angelica Pickles or Helga Pataki? Angelica Pickles.  Sure Helga was a bitch, but she had a crush on Arnold. Angelica in the end got a lump of coal in her dream house if you don't remember. That has to scream biggest bitch in the world.

More Mike Posner at: MikePosner.com, Twitter, Facebook
More Things 90s Kids Realize at: Twitter, Facebook 

 --Too Much Thought

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I just don't give a fuck. Okay well, actually I'm starting to. I bet Eminem doesn't even after all these years with multi-platinum records but when your favourite artist stands there and gives and gives and never gets anything but criticism?

I guess that has no real context unless I explain it first. Every now and again on my free time, I look up a lot of stuff on YouTube. Some times it makes my day and other times it makes me real nostalgic which is always nice. I'll watch stupid animal videos of them being cute, old wrestling clips from long ago but my 'recommended for you' there tends to be a lot of Eminem, concerts, music videos and so on. Now as much as I enjoy the videos, the comments start to get really annoying as of late due to his recent album 'Recovery.' And those are just YouTube comments from random people I have no interest in talking to. There are also a lot of my Facebook friends who like to get in on the action and be one of those hipster kids who always say the same things. Either 'I knew them before they were mainstream.' OR 'Now that they're mainstream, I no longer like them.' Of course, these sayings can be and will be said differently as to not seem to be going with the crowd, and so that you won't think too hard and look at them like a total moron but if you give it even a moment of thought, it all boils down to one of those sayings and they are all morons for having that remote opinion. I mean, every opinion counts. But if you're a hipster full of douchebagetry, just shut up and stop talking. You're one person in the universe nobody has any interest in talking to.

Now what is mainstream? Apparently its being a pop-sensation. So if you go on a track with the likes of Drake, Lil' Wayne, or Kanye West you're not worth listening to anymore. Does anybody understand how much that bothers me? I can't stand Lil' Wayne but thats for my own personal reasons. Just because Eminem goes on track with him doesn't mean I can't stand Eminem anymore. Just because he raps with another terrible rapper, shouldn't hurt anybody's opinion of him. But does it? Again, stupidly it does and those people it bothers should never be allowed to have a stupid opinion like that. Eminem is still the greatest rapper out there and can kill it any day of the week, on or off drugs and I have no idea why people can't get past that. Oh right, they're hipsters for that exact reason. Fucking amateurs.

Now there is only one real reason I will ever discredit an artist. Her name [so far] is Avril Lavigne. From punk-rock to bubblegum pop now that is a substanial jump. Thats something to hate on her about and I will only allow an opinon to change about a certain artist. If she made a rap-core song with Lil' Wayne and she sounds exactly like she did before? I wouldn't hate her for it at all. So to all the haters I ask for one thing; reasoning. What makes Eminem worse than before? Getting over the fact that Eminem and Lil' Wayne did a track together and Eminem is... "mainstream" what makes him not as a good? His rhymes still flow the same. He's still hilarious [when he wants to be]. I see nothing wrong besides the fact that people can't get over the fact he did a few songs with a few artists people can't stand. And I have to say, if thats your only argument, you really are more stupid than you think.

--Too Much Thought

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DAY TWENTY SEVEN

Question: You know you're doing cake donuts today right?
Answer: Wanna make a bet?

DAY TWENTY EIGHT

Question: Are you ready for more cake donuts?
Answer: Really? Second day in a row? I know I'm good at what I do, but come on people. I hate making cake donuts. Its really one of the biggest bothers of my job. That and topping the cheese bagels.

DAY TWENTY NINE

Question: Hey wanna play the new map of zombies?
Answer: You actually bought it? Thanks for wasting fifteen bucks on my behalf. Appreciate it.

DAY THIRTY
Question: Are you still up?
Answer: We'll play on the weekend.

And you know what my brother does? Doesn't come on all weekend! Oh well. Atleast I've got enough practice to carry his ass through that level! Anyways. The picture above describes this post in all its glory. Now I know what you're thinking. "Didn't you already do a blog about meat?" I have a simple answer to that. Yes I did. But it went in to why I love meat and why I hate vegans. Nothing about strictly the facts of why I like meat and why everyone should eat it. I know it goes against some people's morals but you honestly don't believe you can survive on leafy greens and carrots do you? Even some vegans know that which is why they convert to something known as a "Part-Vegetarian." I thought it was a weird concept too but there are people out there with the thought process of a sane person, living like an insane one. I believe [I haven't done my research, this is just strictly word of mouth] that once a month for about three days, a part-vegetarian, although hates the thought of consuming animals, knows his or her body can not survive on just vegetables alone. I'm not saying its completely impossible. Its not as if your stomach will consume itself from starvation. But lets be real, there are some vitamins and proteins you can't get from stuffing your face with a giant mushroom. So for these three days to about a week out of a month [kind of like a menstrual cycle if you will] these people binge out on meat, gathering up their vitamins and minerals they need essentially and after the feast, they go back to living their "healthy" life styles. Again, odd concept I know, but not all vegetarians and vegans are completely in to that nonsense!

But enough about them. What I kind of wanted to get out is why we need meat, why we eat meat and why I love it so damn much! as the above paragraph explained, it gives you some many rich nutrients and vitamins from each little bite its insane. Thats why doctors recommend it, most of the time anyways. Sure they tell people to stay away from the fatty parts of the meat, or stay away from those red meats, but beyond that its never "don't eat meat!". If my doctor told me that, guess what? I'd go find a new fucking doctor because that one is clearly clinically insane. But in all honesty you do get certain things from it. Thats why nutrionists still have it apart of out "food groups" cycle. Honestly, its meat, meat by products or even meat substitutions weren't good for us to consume, even for the tiniest bit, the government would have stepped in already and put a ban on in it as much as they do cigerettes. [Lets face it. They need money and meat is a sale that will never go away.]

Now moving on to probably my only real argument to settle this discretion between us carnivorus omnivours and those destatingly consisten herbivores. Its a little something called the food chain. Now I know many of you have heard of this thing of beauty and I know many of you don't believe in it. But there are still some people out there who lack the knowledge of the food chain so lets go over it shall we? A food chain is a chain, in order from top to bottom the most dominant to the most inferior, which concludes what animals prey on what, which one has a bigger appetite and quite frankly deserves to be as high as they are. Now you're probably wondering, whos on top of this food chain? I'm glad you asked. One word; humans. Us humans are at the top of the chain and for good reason. Hand to hand combat against a bear or a mountain lion, we lose that battle most of the time. Something a little less than eighty percent but substantially higher than no percentage. But thats only hand combat, which means we humans would end up finding a rock or a stick and end up trying to end that battle. But thank god for evolution right? Evolution, being animals starting with microbes, working its way to fish, monkeys and eventually us, has given us the knowledge and skill to learn from mistakes like hand to hand combat with a bear. So what does that mean? That means we have the ability to create things like guns that help protect us meaning that eighty percentage we were losing, turns in to almost a hundred percent of winning.Thats the lovely thing about the food chain. We're on top because of our advanced skills against the lions and tigers and bears.. OH MY!

Now I know that sounds a little harsh. It is and thats the point. Because the world is a harsh place. We have advanced skills over every other animal and in instinct, it is our right to kill those who are inferior to us. Why? Due to the food chain, the natural one with unwritten rules of code, there are no vegan animals. All animals are almost naturally carnivorous. [I say this with extreme caution because there are herbivores still out there today, but a lot of them are still turning in to the lovely section of omnivour!] So that means when a bear gets hungry, its going to go out, eat some berries for an appetizer and then go kill a rabbit for dinner. Why? Natural selection and the natural food chain that says "I"m bigger and more advanced than that animal, I get to kill it." And its true. I mean, just because you're a good person who doesn't kill anything as live stock, eat right and stay as healthy as you can, doesn't mean if you came face to face with a bear, it wouldn't swipe you in half with its claws because you smell like a bad cabbage roll. Infact, because you smell like that, it'll swipe at you and leave you after that because it would assume you were already dead.

In the end thats why I eat meat and believe we should all eat it. Why? Because you want to talk organic measures, plants are the future, cows are not yet the true organic nature is inside you. Its that instinct inside you that says "that pig would make excellent bacon. KILL!" And vegans can't say they don't have that feeling inside them. They just control it better than you or I. And that my friend, that is whats really unnatural.

--Too Much Thought

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DAY TWENTY FOUR


Question: Did you face-time Aaron yet?
Answer: Asshole didn't answer the first three times I called him. Something about getting busted by the police for drifting. I miss that kid.

DAY TWENTY FIVE


Question: What should I do?
Answer: Cut them a sizeable piece of pie and let them share it.

DAY TWENTY SIX

Question: Did you still want to watch a movie?
Answer: The kid is up and my movie choice is inappropriate. Dammit!

You'd think with the picture above, Associated Cab right here in Calgary would be simple to get right? WRONG. A couple days ago, the girlfriend and I had decided we were going to make dinner but lo' and behold we lacked the certain ingredients. So we headed off to Safeway in the blistering cold to go get them, luckily it was only down the hill. The problem was, we were both so cold we didn't want to walk back up that hill so after our shopping adventure we decided we were going to take a cab home. 

Now here in Calgary, Associated has one rights to all certain stops when it comes down to the cab companies waiting. I mean, we as citizens and entrepeneurs who feel the need to pursue the dream in cabbing have the right to call or own a cab stand, but when it comes to waiting for fares at the Airport or Bus stations or grocery stores with "Curtosey Phones", Associated won legal rights all over Calgary, unless of course, requested by a partant otherwise. Now why would they win? You would think in this legal battle, something along the lines of "higher technology" in their cars and a "higher request rate" and "fast cab times" would have come up right? Well atleast, I thought so. And again, you would be wrong. Every Associated Cab I have ever taken never has the "Interac" technology, anytime I call, I get them BEFORE I ever get a cab company I actually want, and yet on this particular night, their "second in line" gets to wait an entire hour before they get a cab!

Now I guess I can't complain. In the end, I can continue to prove my favourite cab company Yellow Checker Cab is the much superior company, regardless of how long it takes to get connected to their service. When they say fifteen minutes, you get it in fifteen minutes UNLESS of course wait times are long. Why would they be long? Superiorty is key isn't it? Exactly. As much as I hate Associated, I'm glad they have the rights to certain places in the city. Why? That means I never have to call them because I know I'm not high on their priority list since I'm not at a bus station or airport. Know who does care? Yellow Checker Cab. But please, don't call them. I need to get a way some how and since I don't drive, I don't need you people taking up my wait time!

--Too Much Thought

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DAY TWENTY ONE


Question: Why can't we be friends?
Answer: Because you smell.


DAY TWENTY TWO


Question: What the hell is wrong with this world?
Answer: Do you really want me to answer that?

DAY TWENTY THREE

Question: What do you think your time will be?
Answer: I couldn't answer that. Considering that team only had to finish, not beat a specific time and they still lost.

So if you haven't gathered by now, I live in Calgary. Its an alright place, I wouldn't care to die here but currently I have no choice. I'm not saying its terrible here, but I'm a small town boy really. I like the places where everybody knows everybody like back in the small town I used to live in. I was pretty much famous among such a small group of people. Whether it was for good things or bad choices is something thats discussable but the fact is I had a name. I was a somebody. Here? I'm just one in a million.  But thats not what this is about. This is about something a little more.

Restaurants. We all go to them and we all know of one little restaurant or cafe that should probably be a chain because its so good at making the food it does, but you're glad it isn't because well, lets face it. When a big corporation gets bigger, they bring little heart to their food and it essentially ruins the establishment. We don't want that. The only problem is the fact that when it isn't something big like a McDonalds or a Starbucks, it usually gets choked out by competition. Regardless of how amazing the food is or the coffee tastes, it eventually is no match for something much bigger, much more expensive and something substantially less tasteful. Lets take my small town for example. Theres a small chinese canadian restaurant called the Pine Cafe. It is full of canadian food like hamburgers and chicken and veal and what not that we are all used to and love. But it also has some chinese choices as well as an entire smorgesborge of food from both countries. Its been there for since I could remember and quite frankly, I believe its not going anywhere for a good ammount of time still. But what does this have to do with anything?

Here in Calgary, there are tons of great places to eat. Or atleast were. Essentially when it comes down to it, Chinese food is the "in" thing among people and we all know of places where to get, or you used to get great chinese food until ownership changed hands or the place was just sold. The problem is now in Calgary, you can't get good chinese food anywhere, unless you go out of your way to get it. Everywhere you turn, that mexican restaurant, that hotdog place, that chinese place that used to be there that you loved so much, has turned in to a Vietamanese place. Now why does this bother me? I am going to be so bold here to say I have never eaten Vietamanese food and not really for good reason past I have never had the "craving". And now? Its coming down to I have no other choice in this city but to accept it and eat it. Why does it bother me? I like variety. I like indian food, chinese food, mexican food when I'm in the mood for that stuff. Now, you can't get that stuff. You have to settle for stuff from Vietnam. How is that good for anyone?

I'm not bad mouthing the Vietmanese people in any way, don't get me wrong. What I'm saying is maybe we need to stand up for variety? How many Ukrainian places do you know of in this city? I know two maybe at that. We need some new flavours in this city. I wonder if I can start a petition? I'll get back to you on that.

--Too Much Thought

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DAY EIGHTTEEN

Question: Were you late at all?
Answer: Yes, I was late and went home and never told you. Are you crazy? I'm at work mother, I don't need to tell you everything in my life do I?

DAY NINETEEN

Question: Are you done yet?
Answer: One more game.

DAY TWENTY

Question: Are you still at my place?
Answer: Yes, yes I am. Well... not anymore. But I was. I assure you. Holy shit, ten more days and then I won't "have" to blog everyday! But I shall keep you guys updated, don't worry about that. Still tweeting like everyday. So thats better than nothing.

Now for those of you who know me, I am an avid meat eater. Lately, I've been going to the gym to work off that extra poundage and gain some extra muscle, rather than being skinny and fat filled. But all of my life, regardless of being in shape or not, I've always heard how unhealthy meat is. I've always heard how I need to eat salads, fruits and vegetables and all that good stuff. No fatty foods, or sugar or this or that. Of course, some of this is true and I know it. I do eat salad when I feel the need and [regardless to popular belief] I do love fruits. Watermelon, grapes, strawberries, bananas, kiwis. All of them. Maybe a little bit of sugar, but if not they're still good! And of course, I still hear the end of everything because my family doesn't believe I attempt to eat healthily. 

Now this could be done for a variety of reasons. I used to have a small addiction to soda. I never really touched the fruit as a child in our fridge thus they usually always went bad. [Except those little Christmas Tangerines. I love those!] Or maybe its cause I can eat a pound of bacon in one sitting. I don't know, I'm not a doctor. But seriously. The whole bacon situation isn't healthy and I know that, but its not as if I eat bacon everyday and its not as if I eat it so often, a pound is bad for me. I only eat the pound of bacon at my sister's place and thats only usually when I sleep over there and she buys it for me to make for myself for breakfast. Its not a healthy habit, but its still like... a small treat for myself! And we're all allowed to have our small treats aren't we? Our guilty pleasures? The things that go straight to our thighs and yet we don't care because we love it so much! So there is no judging me. Well... okay you can judge a little. I'm pretty sure a chocolate peanut butter cupcake isn't as bad as a pound of bacon. But the category that they're in, you can't judge on those basis. Moving on.

I'm a meat-a-tarian. I love meat and I hate hearing about how bad it is for me. Now this isn't exactly always personal people in my life telling me how bad it is, but theres always those damned vegetarians somewhere, telling me how bad meat is, how you get nothing essential from it, how it hurts the animals and you should just eat greens and be a good boy and girl! The only problem is, you get tons of nutrients and vitamins from meat [I know you get more bad stuff from that pound of bacon but hey, I can't help it!] and without domesticating and slaughtering animals, they would be over-populated and quite frankly, eat each other. So if they are going to use their tribal instincts to eat each other, why can't we, and use more than primal intellegence to do it? its cheating the animal kingdom sure, but thats why we're on top!

So next time you come up to me, telling me how I should live my life, change my eating habits and all that jazz, I'm going to remind you how good meat tastes and how horrible your iron and vitamin pills taste and we'll see who wins the arguement because in the end, both of those things are doing the same thing, one is just more enjoyable than the other. I'll take that hamburger now please, and please, skip the salad.

--Too Much Thought

[PS. To those who lack the knowledge of the above photo, its something called an Animal Burger only at your local A&W. Check it out sometime!]

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DAY SIXTEEN

Question: Did you make it okay?

Answer: Calgary, you should be used to being in crisis mode for winter storms. Start taking public transit and allow me to get a cab for five minutes! I needed to pick up a monster from school. I made it alright, ten minutes late. Oops.

DAY SEVENTEEN

Question: What time is your bus?

Answer: About an hour from the time you started freaking out thinking I was late. Oh mother, ye have little faith. Yes I answered two questions in one day, but I'm backed up. I need to continue to answer with all my heart!

Anyways, straight to the topic. I have to type as fast as I can. I work tomorrow at seven in the morning and I can't be late. Or up too late. Anyways. Lately I've been thinking of summer time. Summer time is my favourite time of year. Sunburns, mosquito bites and the endless days of wishing the heat wave would just end. Who doesn't love those? If you don't, you're probably a communist and worship Satan. Just kidding. But seriously, I do love that stuff. Why? I mean who can love itchness, pain and uncomfortability? Its all the stuff that comes with it is why I love it so much.

To get that perfect mosquito bite, you need to go camping. To get to that perfect uncomfortability, you have to sit outside at the park or in your back yard at the very least when its thirty something in the shade. And to get that perfect pain of the sun burning your poor, pale, vitamin D lacking skin, you need to wear next to nothing and enjoy it every second. Does it sound better to you? Because it sure does to me. Now I say this with full experience. Like I said, we'll say roughly seventy five percent of my childhood was spent indoors, being a hermit, playing by myself because I lacked social skill and interaction. What about that twenty five percent? Easy. That was spent with my brother and his friends, playing at the park [baseball, tag, whatever we could think of to do.] or sitting in our basement with the door wide open chilling out [literally] or riding bikes through the town and I bet you know where I'm going with this. I actually got out during the summer basically. And to be quite frank, I miss it. I really do. But how is it that a person who loves summer so much like me miss it? Well I miss it year round but these past few years of my life since I've moved, I haven't gotten out much.

During my first summer here when I first moved, I aquired a girlfriend and that got me out of the house somewhat. I mean it was only to go to her place where we would sit inside all day, but I got a little bit of sun. And then she broke up with me, so while she was my only friend, that break up created a huge thing of tension between us which meant I stayed inside almost all day until my parents forced me to get a job if I wasn't going to get out. Bummer. Through out that entire year I tried my hardest to gain some companionship and in the end, I did. But during the summer, it didn't really work that way it seemed. Two of my new friends went to summer camp, one of them went hunting like all summer, and I only saw my one friend once or twice through out the summer. [I do have another friend in that group, but quite frankly we don't hang out much without the others.] So that forced me to go back to my hometown for about a month in the summer. It got me out. You'd think that be enough right? Wrong.

You see, during this time, I had aquired another girlfriend and before I went back to my hometown, we had been out and about because there was sun. But then she ended up going to somewhere in Saskatchewan so we ended up apart for an entire month which meant I was still kind of bummed. And when I ended up in my hometown, the unthinkable happened. [Just kidding.] Everyone left. Not literally. But many had gone on vacation which meant I was basically alone for the entire summer. That didn't mean I didn't enjoy myself. I did get out in the fifty above weather [Yikes!], tour around my old town in nostalgic delight, hung out with the bare minimum of friends I had and all in all it was a good summer. And then sometime before last summer, I had met the girl I am dating now. The only problem with that was we weren't too knowledgeable of each other, even after we started dating. So going out wasn't much of an option for us. Sure we got out every now and again, but it wasn't excessive which was kind of depressing. But hey, I couldn't complain. And then just this summer, I was pysched to go out and enjoy myself, but the weather was dreadful. Snow, rain, sleet all summer long. I did get out those days that weren't cold and depressing, but it wasn't enough to call it a good summer.

So this year? This year, unless the weather pattern continues to be cold and colder, I plan on getting out more often. I've been thinking about this for awhile and I had to ask myself why. Its simple [again]. The monster I had to pick up from school the other day, he isn't the type to go outside and play really. I mean, he has his moments, but to him it seems life is a videogame. Its all he thinks about. Its all he ever wants to do. During the cold days when theres nothing but soaps on, I'm all for that. But even when hes grounded or something that leads to him not being able to play a video game, he just sits there mindless. He doesn't play with his toys. He doesn't go outside and play a little one on one hockey with his foster dad. Hes just not imaginative or creative or active enough and its been really starting to get to me recently. I mean, at his age, I played with my action figures all day long [note like the one above in this post.] In my bed room, living room, bath tub. I was all about toys. Video games were a privellage and I knew that, but creativity and imagination, thats a God given right! And this kid isn't utilizing it. In a way, its kind of good because if it wasn't for him, I wouldn't have even given my life a small reflection. But on the other hand, my child hood is almost over and this kid has another decade in front of him. So I told his parents to take away all video games and consoles for the summer and make sure he gets his mind to use its talent or go outside and play. Just like I plan on doing to myself this year and for the rest of my life.

Now don't take this all to heart. I am a legal adult and can make decisions on my own. Which means, cutting myself off completely won't be happening. There are days I will want to play my playstation or muck around with my nintendo, but past that, the most electronic use I will want out of my life [for summer atleast] is minimal television [I have to keep up with my wrestling!], maybe a hand held console like my playstation portable, my iPod, cell phone and stereo. I plan on going camping and bike riding and taking my dogs out more often during the summer. And I just plan on doing more with my life, whether its go downtown, sit in a Tim Hortons for two hours and doing absoultely nothing, as long as I get my fresh air while I'm on my way to do it. It sounds weird, and with my attention span lately, damn near impossible but I will try my best. Wish me luck! This is almost like a New Years Resolution, but more of the summer time. I hate winter.

--Too Much Though

[PS. Another follower! Up to seven now people! Of course, I thank the people on the side bar there showing who follows me like MixtressSamiJoe, but there are a few more people out there, reading and commenting on my blog. So for that, I thank you people as well!] 

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DAY FIFTEEN

Question: Is it the 24th today?

Answer: It wasn't yesterday, but today it was. All day.

Can you believe it? Half way through the question series already! But thats not what this is about. Today, I couldn't think of a thing to rant about. I've been lacking on real rants lately and for not having a blog that long, its a pretty big deal. If I can't keep up with even myself, how am I supposed to please the public? I mean, during that bloggers meet up the other day, I even heard a very logical point. Some people were discussing the types of blogs made, how the internet is basically your resume and how some people can be so open while others keep themselves closed up so people don't see the bad, but can only document the good for their "families sake" and what not. To those people, I can respect because they do it for the safety of themselves and their childrens lives. But I just can't keep myself closed up. I have an opinion for everything and I have no problem stating that opinion.

But back on topic. The point is I was lacking in my writing and my lengthy blogs that I wanted to do so I went to twitter and asked the people, but mentioned something I didn't want to talk about due to the fact that I wanted to write more than "I hate politics." HughesforYYC [also known as the man I called "homeless looking. There goes my stupid opinions, running rampant again!] challenged me. Instead of just saying I hate politics, he told me to tell us why. I just got suckered in to this because I was told not too long ago that he actually ran for Mayor. [Payback... is... a... bitch.]  But you know what? Lets see if I can and can do it properly. I am sorry if I butcher it improperly.

I hate politics for a variety of reasons, but many of them revolve around todays society. You see, Bush had messed up and at the time he tried to justify it but atleast he messed up and he wouldn't take it back because it was his decision through and through. I respect someone like Bush who helps run our government because he relies on his decision. He makes his own decisions and hopes other people will back him up. He makes decisions for the people because people gave him the power to do so. Now that is politics! That is something I can get in to every day of my life. What about now? Well now, we have a leader in office of America who works with the people, not for them like people wanted him to. So now? Now we have a government who runs rampant, trying to make everyone happy. What pisses me off about this?

You can't make everyone happy. You just can't. I mean, schools run by the government, whether it be of Canada or of America, are trying to make everyone happy, my foster nephew can't even take anything with nuts to school in it! I mean, sure I don't mind if I get fed peanut-butter crackers at my sister's place, but when you can't bring them to school because someone might die by just smelling it? If someone almost dies from my lunch, you know what I tell them? Stay the hell away from my lunch in the first place! What makes matters worse is these kids eat their lunches in the gym. So now he can't bring foods with allergens to school even though you're eating it in a giant room where you could just simply move rather than die? Heres a solution, cut off the gym to a half and half, let them eat what they want for lunch versus what they can eat, then let them go play when everyones done! Oh so simple, but can we take a chance? Of course not. The government won't allow it.

Not only does this bother me. But things like child kidnappings have gotten people so on edge that the government has to take that in to response as well. I was supposed to pick up the little monster from school today and I told my sister to tell him to wait outside. But he can't. Why? They're not allowed to leave the classroom without a parent or guardian coming to pick them up. Really? You're that afraid? Honestly, if you can't trust anyone in your neighbourhood, why are you living in that respective neighbourhood? Why do you even live in that particular city or town if you can't trust anyone? Why even have kids if you can't trust anyone? Become an agoraphobic and live like a hermit because without trust, you can't really live now can you? So why take away life from your kids if you can't teach them to trust one another. It makes no sense and yet we still follow without fighting. We're letting a small collective of people with no sense of direction and trust control our lives and letting our government make decisions based off those people.

I mean, everything has become so racial and religious now a days too. There is no more Merry Christmas. Its "Happy Holidays!" [I know, that one has been used so much its like beating a dead horse.] But thats only the religious perspective. I remember my last few years of school, I actually got smacked across the back of the head by my spanish teacher for "taking the Lord's name in vain." Really? I didn't realize we were in a Catholic School... oh right. It wasn't. But she took offense and may have taken the wrong route but she was a prime example of the set of people who takes offense to everything. If she had her way and ran for politics, finding some way to sleep her way to the top, I bet every school would end up being taught Catholic with no rights to religion and be the new aged Hitler. Woe is me. But again, thats only a small... very small percentage of the religious aspects of the government. Theres also religions going wild out there because one girl was asked to remove her head-piece in soccer by a racial tolerant refferee because it was a safety issue. Look at that, a smart sensible person looking out for the people and he gets bashed and torn apart [verbally thankfully] by the intelligence-lacking people of today because they think hes racist and merely targetting the little girl for her religion. Really? And yet. The government continues to cater to it.

Has anyone watched a good movie lately? Maybe a horror flick? How about something like Scream or I Know What You Did Last Summer? where the black person [oops, I mean't "African American"] person dies first? How about an African American in any movie? How about the "token" African American? Nope. There are movies out there before all this political bullshit that there is one [being the token] black guy, whether he dies, lives, is the hero, villian it didn't really matter. It was never an issue. I mean yes, there are black people in a lot of movies, but there are a few out there with only one or two and it isn't noticeable until someone points it out to you. I'm surprised the likes of The Social Network didn't get torn to pieces due to the lack of black folk in that movie as well! But why does every movie need a few more black cast members than the usual, and why do black people get entire movies with JUST black people in it? Simple. The government takes comments like "the black people always die first in the horror movies!" way in to the heart. They're afraid riots will ensue due to 'racism' among other things. Come on now. Get a life people!

Maybe ye old England had it right. Maybe Hitler wasn't completely wrong here. I say this to be taken every lightly with a grain of salt. But these people had powers that were enforced to [with intentions, not always the case] help and work for the people. What they said goes and if you argued, too bad. You had an opinion but nobody cared because they were doing what was best for you. Yes, its wrong and feels like it violates peoples rights, but with a mixture of working for the people and with the people could work. Listening to people and working around while still keeping promises and making decisions for yourself is the best answer for the government. Not catering to every person's whim and worry. This is why I hate the government. And this is why I hate politics. With that said, unless we get a smarter canidate to run for office, you won't see me in line to register for voting anytime soon.

--Too Much Thought

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DAY FOURTEEN

Question: Are you waiting for the number one?

Answer: Nope. And to ruin your morning a little more, it just went by. Get here a little faster.

Last night, Craving The Cupcakes and playpen-jessi and I attended a "Calgarys Blogger Meet-Up". In all fairness, it was pretty awkward for people to just jump in and meet people, almost like a blind date. But once you got your coffee and got around to opening up to people who you were and what you do, it turned into something interesting.

Now I say this with pure observance. For the entire night from six to eight I was a total wallflower. Why? I'm shy. I always talk about being a hermit for my entire childhood because I was shy and just not out-going at all and how I regret it. But regret doesn't make change, hense I sat there drinking my mocha watching people just jump right in to the mixing and mingling that was supposed to take place of the night. But I wasn't the only one as my two companions sat there awkwardly, a little shy and a little intimidated like myself. Of course, people have senses for these things and in kindess, tried to interact with the likes of us but it only worked for them really. I sat there with a small smile on my face listening intently to people's stories. There was a person there who described his entire job and how he just "fell in to it" which even right now I don't know what it is. Something about arguing real-estate. I like to aruge so I might have to look in to that. There was also a guy who looked kind of homeless, would rather have had the coffee-shop be a bar and I swear was a conspiracy theroist. And there was even a woman whos been blogging since I was in elementary school. Damn!

Now I understood there has always been bloggers around Calgary and many of them seem to be like myself. They have one, they just never discussed it out of fear of being judged. Even our organizer for the evening over at Merry With Children had said "my friends think I'm weird." My problem is I am weird, I just don't want people thinking I'm as weird as they think I am. That'd just be weird you know? Anyways I think thats what turned me in to a huge Wallflower last night. It was the fact that even if these people do what I do, I still end up with the feeling of being the inferior to them. I feel that they haven't read my blog, but they never will because it's something that definitley wouldn't interest them. Although I don't care if people read about my life or not, I never like the feeling of thinking 'I'll never get a chance'. And thats all we really want in life right?

All in all it wasn't a night I regret and it was a time I would like to have again. I just hope its warmer when I go out again! I'd rather show up as me, but me in a giant sweater, freezing my ass off.

--Too Much Thought

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5 Things That I Like;

DAY THIRTEEN

Question: Is Rob in today?

Answer: How should I know? I don't write the schedule.

So I got tagged again. I guess if I continued to get tagged, I'll continue to do five things I like. But I won't cheat, I'll do different things don't worry.

That 70's Show was hilarious. Not only that, I don't think I ever missed an episode and its one of those shows that knew when to end. Unlike something like the Simpsons [even though I love that show aswell], people didn't go "No way, it can't end!". People knew the story needed to end somewhere and they did it at almost the perfect time.

Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle ice cream. Need I say more? The most delicious ice cream sold from the ice cream truck ever and one I hope to find, or hope they bring back. The flavour was unforgettable and the best part was the bubble gum eyes. I'm probably going to blog about this later. Nuff' said.

Michael Cera I have to say, is the shit. I mean come on, even if he plays the awkward teen in every movie hes ever been in, he plays it magestically. I remember when Jesse Eisenberg started coming up and around. It was like he was trying to steal the lime-light away from this bad-ass right here. But in all seriousness, I've been told due to my personality, its a shock that I like him. But I do.

This one is more about wrestling then it is The Rock, although I do love the Rock. I've always been a little shy about admitting to liking wrestling because I don't know a lot of people that do like wrestling. But now I don't really care because I have met quite a few people who actually do. Plus my girlfriend's dad watches it and he kind of rekindled my love for the sport.

I guess its obvious because I have a blog but I love writting. There are people who have blogs who just love baking or crafting. I on the other hand just love writing. Short, long, rant, memories. I love doing it all and I love not caring what people think of it. I hated writing in school but loved it at the same time[depending on the teacher.] because it was judged. I hated Social Studies for it mainly because they were way too critical. I just want to be heard, not judged. I guess blogging is the best way to get that done. Plus I can swear and stuff without getting marked off which is pretty awesome too.

Here I guess I would tag people but I haven't tagged people in my last post. Will I? Possible. But this one will get to wait!

-- Too Much Thought

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DAY TWELVE

Question: Did Adam go home?

Answer: I have no idea. I just woke up and I passed out during Not Another Teen Movie. You're supposed to tell me.

But seriously. Do you know what I love? Movies from the late 80's to the early 90's and even a few new millenium ones. Like the above, the Breakfast Club. I want to say its one of my all time favourite movies, but I can pretty much say that about any of my favourite movies. I mean honestly, these movies are the greatest. They actually have a plot one can follow, they don't need too much "action" to keep you interested and it actually tells a pretty lengthy tale with a message in the end. What movie can you say does that now a days?

I can only name a few that does it in today's standards of movies. The Social Network, Buried... my list is very short. But what about mind blowing, thought catching movies of the early 90's? The Breakfast Club, the Mighty Ducks series, the Back to the Future series, Sixteen Candles, Ferris Buellers Day Off, even the House Party series were more entertaining than the crap on today's televisions. Why? Simple, they didn't have a series of loose ends that they needed to find a way to cover up and fast. The Breakfast Club was just about five teenagers, six people all together with life problems that they talk about and need to over-come. Aswell as the plot point, they feel the need to break some rules, running around the entire school causing havoc for the principal and the employees working after hours on a weekend. There was no need for explosions. There was no need for mindless, gross-out comedy. It was simple and it was fantastic.

Now I say this with a half open mind about movies today. I do love gross out, stoner comedies and for good reason. I love what goes through the mind of Seth Rogen and any of the Broken Lizard orJackass groups. Its sick and twisted and I always get the cheap, whole hearted laugh out of each one of them that they fully intended. But if someone came up to me with two movies, one being Ferris Bueller's Day Off, the other 40 Year Old Virgin, Ferris Bueller wins it every time. Well... maybe. Atleast nine times out of ten.

All I know is if I had the chance. I would watch all of these movies and more for the rest of my life and it wouldn't bother me one bit. Actually... that gives me an idea. I'm going to start watching movies I love, miss and enjoy. Its going to be in a list and its going to have its own tab. Look for it up top there. And if you ever feel the need, comment on this post and others with ideas. I think I'm going to start reviewing them. Ah just another lovely idea coming from my brain. All golden.

-- Too Much Thought

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5 Things That I Like;

DAY ELEVEN

Question: Are you tired?

Answer: I'm always tired. I sleep like twelve hours a day. As much as I hate wasting my life away sleeping, I enjoy every morsel of sleep I get.

I guess I should read blogs more often eh? Craving The Cupcakes tagged me in a post and i never realized it! Here is the five things I like.



You can't tell me thats not the cutest little fucker ever? I can't wait to own of these myself! I hear they're pretty expensive. Lets hope Kiji or the SPCA has one I can own and love some day!

I love pigs as well! How do you not want one of these things either?! I have a plan for this in the near future. Pug named Piggles. A husky [God knows what the woman will name it!] and then a pig named Puggles! Cute? I know.

My favourite dessert on this planet is the cheesecake! [The next in line is Craving The Cupcakes s'more brownie that she has yet to make me again! Get on it Angela!]

Two and a Half Men is like one of my favourite television shows. I watch it everytime its on, regardless if I've seen it or not. Jake, Allan and Charlie get me everytime!

Last but not least...

My hat addiciton! I hate it because its such an expensive habit, but I love it due to the fact that I love and wear every hat I own. No hat gets left behind!

 And here is where I'm supposed to tag 5 random people I'm assuming. I'll edit and tag people as well as notify them later.

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So I've been pretty behind on my blog lately. So excuse me while I post two blogs today, both pertaining and to answering two days worth of questions. [I could count my blessings that I'm not a week behind!]

DAY TEN

Question: Does anyone want to argue with my extra special vagina vote?

Answer: Nope.

So Monday as you all know was Valentines Day. Sadly, I had to work and so did the second half, so we kind of had to reschedule. But this made her a tad bit more happy because of three reasons.

1. She got a little more time to shop for my present(s) before our Valentines Day.
2. She didn't realize until yesterday that it was our official, to the day, 20 Months together.
3. I knew and planned the entire day out to go along with her present I had planned to get her the day of. I'm a romantic I know.

For my Valentines she got me a few trinkets of chocolates and rocket candy hearts, as well as a stuffed teddy bear(s) that are hugging with the feet saying xoxo, all that surrounded the big present which are my ultra awesome new Batman versus Joker DC Universe Converse which are now my "special occasion" shoes; ie birthdays, christmas ect. And what did I do for her you ask? Easy.

It started off with a mere 3 Stem lillies on day one. The next day, I took her up to the mall for crepes [which were delicious by the way. I never knew cheese, ham and mayonaise inside a crepe would be so good!] and some frozen yougurt. [New flavour by the way and a possible favourite; Strawberry Cheesecake. Yum!] After that, we had walked around and ended up at a few stores but only bought a few things and they happened to be for me. [Honestly, I wasn't going to buy a thing for myself but I have this serious hat addicition that she convinced me to feed.] After frozen yougurt, we continued on to the bus stop and made our way to the train station and took a sardine-like packed train all the way to our destination at Chinook Mall. Here, I took out money for the dinner and movie later [just to be safe] and brought her to the unknowingly what was her present at Build-a-Bear where we waltzed around for almost an hour picking out which animal she wanted, how much stuffing she needed, what to wear, name it and get it purchased. [It has a heartbeat by the way. As cool as that sounds its also very creepy.] She ended up with an awesome biker dog with sunglasses, a harley davidson jacket and converse named Ryder. [With a "Y".] She happily pranced that thing all around the mall while we wondered around for the next hour before we went to dinner because our movie didn't start for like another 3 while we were up there. [And again, she found out some way to get me to buy two more hats. I felt so bad, but she assures me shes alright with it.] We bought two little Family Guy trinkets, one being the evil monkey and the other being Brian and headed our way to find a restaurant. [I wanted Moxies but looks like Chinook got rid of theres!] We found Joey Tomatos and I found out how delicious it actually was. [Lobster ravioli. Yum!] From there we went to see No Strings Attached. By far one of the funniest movies so far this year next to the Green Hornet and I can't wait to see what 2011 brings. I suggest you see both of those movies, immediately. [A bonus being that No Strings Attached is actually not in 3D. Finally.]

On a side note. We stopped by and found a way to hide Kernels popped popcorn in to the movie theater. By far the best move of the evening.

-- Too Much Thought

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DAY NINE

Question: What do you want to do?

Answer: I'm pretty sure its obvious isn't it?

I know I bag on gaming now a days and for good reason. But recently I've started playing Zombies a lot more often than not. I'm pretty addicted to it. And its for another good reason. I mean, especially with a new head set, it makes everything easier than trying to run around and have everyone be a total asshole by opening doors and having waves of Zombies come in the doors for no good reason besides troll and piss people off. As much as I respect a good troll, when I'm actually trying to play, you can actually try to piss off.

Now I know I say these games are completely easy to the lifeless but to the people such as myself, this games actually gets pretty difficult. But thanks to playing so much, I'm pretty much the best of the worst. Now I say that with a little bit of exaggeration. But beyond that its pretty much it. I'll join games where people have been through 30 waves of Zombies and I'll join games where my 12 waves of Zombies tops them all. I kind of feel like a champion in the latter games, but I know that most of the time I'm being carried by the greater guys. I don't mind though, as long as I start taking out Zombies myself and contribute, they don't mind either.

All in all, even if this game is for the truly lifeless who find a glitch in every room or even if it will be just another out-dated game due to the fact that Call of Duty games come out every year around Rememberance Day and anyone who reads this knows someone who already has it which means they don't need to buy it themselves, its a great game no matter how much I like other games better. I'm slowly getting addicited and when another one comes out, I'm going to be saddened that I need to get better at that one next. Oh well, soon enough I'll be slaying Zombies again.

-- Too Much Thought

[PS. Here is the fifth thank you to my readers. Blair's Girls is the latest reader or follower rather, and I'm glad to have her. I know she was sent here by either Craving The Cupcakes or PlayPen-Jessi, but either way, glad to have her. Hope you like what you read!]

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DAY EIGHT

Question: How is everything so far?

Answer: Simple answer. Bazinga. You are no match for my quick wit. This morning I had woken up late for work, fed my hampster before I left, realized I forgot to change her water, filled up her dish, spilled it all over her food. Had to change food. Choose between which salad I wanted to take for work, ended up with the one I didn't want. Forgot to pack a drink, had to waist two bucks. Got to work a half hour late, couldn't find my uniform. Found my uniform, realized my trays weren't washed. Had to wash trays before changing. And finally, after I got myself out of one giant fustercluck, getting my donuts started a half hour later than they should be, my manager shows up to work and has the audacity to ask me how things are. Just peachy sir.

But seriously. I hate my job. Remember when you were a kid and money was no option for you? Sure maybe two or three dollars for some soda and a bag of chips from the 7-11 only two blocks away, but beyond that you didn't have to work. You just had to go to school, get an education and most importantly, be a kid. But now I've grown up and realize how much I cherish those memories I have of being a youngster. I'm only eighteen yeah, but I'm an adult in the province of Alberta which means I can call me at age ten a youngster. I mean, I miss going to the park, hanging out in my basement without a care in the world because I had two working parents who basically handed things to me [monetarily speaking] until about the age of fifteen when I got my first job and stopped asking my parents for money all together.

Like a typical person, I do hate my job though. I mean, by typical, I'm just an average person, with average ambitions who never went to university for any type of career and now I'm working a 9-5 job. I know many people who hate their job as well. So its not like I'm the only one running in this circle. Other people feel what I feel and that is to just want to collect money and not have to work for it. But those wants and needs go to people who truly deserve it [or have the capability to cheat the government] and I wouldn't take that away from them. So unlike those people who love their career because its like a dream come true, or those who stumbled upon it on accident because they lacked the sense in any other career, I hate my job but like those people who feel what I feel about their dead end job, they know the value of a dollar and they try to earn it any way they can because they lack the creative skills to go in any other field of work.

Now you might ask me why I hate my job, or what I even do. Look above. I'm a donut fryer. According to my position I'm actually a bench-hand which means I do what the baker wants me to do when they want me to do even if that means I have to spin on my head and spit water. But really, I make donuts, prepare the next days bagels and danish and other various baked goods and go home. I'm a donut bitch basically. Its kind of sad really, but at the time when I got offered the job, I was in desparate need of some cash flow. I had handed out resume after resume and got no where so when my brother in-law asked me flat out if I wanted a job, I jumped at the opportunity. I kind of regret it now, but until I find my true calling, I'm stuck with this. Oh well, it could be worse. I could castrorate sheep with my teeth or something like that guy from the show Dirty Jobs. God damn that is a dirty job though.

But I guess I can ask you, for those who are listening. What do you do? Do you hate your job like me and the other half of this nation built on money and inflation rates? Or are you completely in-love and total bliss with what you do?

--Too Much Thought

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DAY SEVEN

Question: Is your alarm set?

Answer: My alarm is always set. I never turn it off. I always turn the sound off sure, but my alarm is always on. It annoys my girlfriend sometimes in a middle of a good sleep. She'll hear the buzzing of my vibrating phone as it goes off at five in the morning. [the usual time I have it set so I can get up for work.] Sometimes she'll mention it to me. But she's given up now cause I usually just laugh and tell her what it is. I think she's got the picture.

Anytime my girlfriend and I discuss our parents and our irrational behaviour towards them, [I yell at my parents all the time, usually it takes them a few times to ask me a question before I get annoyed and yell. She'll deny it but I see her flip out every time her parents ask a question they've clearly forgotten the answer to. Although, her father does it sometimes when I'm around because we like doing that to her. Its our thing.] it usually comes down to no matter what, we love our parents. I usually end up saying I only love my mother but she always argues otherwise that I love my father too. Truth is, we have a love-hate relationship with our lives right now. I'll try to explain as best as I can.

My father is a man who has gotten me interested in a lot of things. I mean, between him and my brother, they make up my interests split between the two. So in reality, I have about three interest groups. Two split between family, one where I make decisions on my own. [Being the need to write being one of mine.] My dad has gotten me in to things like wrestling and camping. My brother is my music and style in clothes. But beyond that, I make up my own likes and dislikes without any influence whats so ever. But the main thing is my father getting me interested in to certain things and one of them is a huge thing being wrestling. I have always been a fan of the sport, professional or amateur. And on certain nights of discussion or watching Sports Entertainment on television, we have our moments of father-son bonding. Like tonight being of interest. We couldn't wait to see who would host Wrestlemania 27. We were anticipating and watching this entire night together because we wanted to know. It was a night we both jumped around like a bunch of little middle school girls over Justin Bieber. When we saw the Rock come out on to that ramp, boy were we excited. And thats just the type of moments we have together. These are our times that make me love him.

And then, there are the bad times where I claim to hate him and yet my girlfriend seems to keep trying to push them away from my train of thought. The picture above is just one of the many examples of our bad times together. That picture was taken at the Blink 182 Summer Tour during their reunion. That night was supposed to be the best night of my life. And in all fairness, it was as close to perfect as could be. The only thing that really ruined it, and also ruined my experience at that movie 3:10 Train To Yuma and at the RAW Wrestling event held here in Calgary... as well as the Stampede Wrestling and various other activies we've gone to, is his acoholism. Yes, I know this is a very personal manner and I won't go in to grave detail. The most people really need to know his he is an alcoholic in denial. When he finally admitted to it, he stopped for a bit but fell off the wagon and pretty much denies ever admitting to it. Its a sad tale really and its really the reason you won't see pictures like the ones above anymore because I refuse to go anywhere in public with him.

Its kind of sad really. I mean like I said. There are things my father and I do that makes me love him and love the moments we spend with each other. I know I won't get another father and I'm not asking for another one. But there are things that make me hate him just as much as he hated his father. And in a way, I feel bad for him really. I just have to hope something will come of this. I remember the days when all he would do is have a few beers, smoke a couple of joints and play Tiger Woods Golf on the Playstation in the basement. But now its not even beer anymore. *Sigh*. I miss my childhood. Sorry for the depressing sounding blog today. Just something that's been on my mind. Figure I'd share it with you.

-- Too Much Thought