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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 FOUR:

Question: Are you gonna write day three?

Answer: Its already done. Well when I was asked this question, I was in the midst of doing it. The day three question post anyways. And to this day so far, that was my shortest post. But thats because I ran out of ideas to post about which is kind of sad but I was writing at midnight after getting up earlier then normal in the morning and working out at a class at my gym called Zumba. [Which is harder then it sounds.] So forgive me for not having Too Much Thought, but hey, my girlfriend over at playpen-jessi worked it out pretty well for me so all is well.

But the picture above is what this is more or less about. In my last post, I had basically given away my inspiration for this post. Sleep and a whole lot of gaming. Mainly Call of Duty: Black Ops Zombies for the day, but hey gaming is gaming. But [not to be rude] I bet many of you won't have a clue what game I'm referencing above unless you yourself love gaming like myself. [If you're female and are a gaming widow like my friend at cravingthecupcakes or just not a gamer, then get your boyfriend or a friend to look at it. Go on. I'll wait.. BAZINGA! I'm not waiting, too bad.] Its a little game that some of my friends don't even remember playing or have never played before [which shocks me.] called "Zombies Ate My Neighbours" which has to be one of my all time favourite games. I mean it has everything. Zombies, Werewolves, Vampires, Giant babies killing things, popcicles... wait what? That's right. A giant baby [seen above] that has no trouble smooshing you in to a pancake while you attempt to rescue civilians from also being smooshed, or eaten as well as a multitude of other things. Like you're starting pistol being nothing but plastic and water. A popcicle as some sort of defense mechanism and magic potions that turn you in to one of them [momentarily while you tear shit up!] in order to get around to exit as fast as possible. Now you tell me what game can possibly match up to this!

Of course, a lot of children today would look at this and scoff. People now a days, whether they have just started gaming, are too young to remember anything actually good or just plain don't care all base games by the looks. Honestly. The games have reached the point of everything needing to look good and not be good. From what I heard, Black Ops and games like such are so short in storyline but "oh wow, the graphics are amazing!". So? The dogs look like dogs, the people look like people and the blood splatter is a bit more realistic. Lets go to Zombies Ate My Neighbours. Vampires you knew were vampires. Werewolves were werewolves. It wasn't hard and it really didn't matter because this game couldn't be beat in a mere two days. This game was 55 levels of intense rescuing and killing. Take a look at Ghost and Goblins. The worst graphics I have seen in a while, yet you knew what Ghosts and Goblins looked like no problem. This wasn't another game you could beat in two days and infact, it took you double the time to beat it just once. Why? Because you had to beat it twice.

Yes a game you actually had to beat twice. That's unheard of today. Its not unheard of to beat it on easy and then shoot right up to expert because the person playing has no life. But its unheard of to have a game with no levels besides "just play and get your ass kicked" and once you beat it, guess what? Spoiler alert, but what you just played was a mirage level and now you have to start from the beginning. Ouch right? But hey, its a challenge and provides hours and days and [for some] even weeks of entertainment.. among other things like frustration and anger, but with the children today all being diagnosed with A.D.D and other attention problems they all get mad at Call of Duty for being too hard and frustrating sometimes. Put this game in front of them and say good-bye to your television, remote controls and whatever little Johnny can get his hands on because he will be so frustrated he will break shit. Guaranteed.

I don't know about you or me but when I get the chance I"m hitting every pawn store I can to try and buy an Atari, NES. SNES [thats Nintendo Entertainment System and Super Nintendo Entertainment System for those of you who we're still shitting themselves while I was busy playing them and have no idea where their "Wii" derived from.] as well as a Playstation and a Nintendo 64 for a little bit of advanced [yet still hard gaming] graphics past simple blips and flashes on the screen. Maybe its just me, but it does bother me to have something flashy but doesn't provide more than an hour of entertainment for me. Oh well, I guess gaming is gaming. Which reminds me, I still have Zombies open. That's all for now.

--Too Much Thought

[PS. My friend Izel I talked about before is now on Twitter. I know right? Hilarity on ice. So go ahead and follow her. Don't mind the random posts she comes up with though. Just sit back and laugh. DaddyPartyBalls.]

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Yeah, thats me. For those of you who don't have Twitter or me on Facebook wouldn't know which is not much of a rarity, but it will be for this blog. I'm not very photogenic unless I spruce myself up a bit before hand. That's me being spruced up no doubt. Also, thats my newest t-shirt of one of my newest favourite shows. For those of you who are the hermits of the world I refer to in my blogs, thats Sheldon Cooper or also known as Emmy and Golden Globe winner Jim Parsons [both being for portraying this role.] of the hit show Big Bang Theory. Of course, this entry doesn't run around just myself or the hilarity of the Big Bang Theory. Actually, its another post about my childhood [shock right?] This post is roughly about my love of old cartoons and family shows and my tolerance of the sitcoms we have now a days.

Warning: This is the first of many posts like this. I hate television today, but I do find some things that find its way to slip through the cracks and actually catch my interest.

Lets start with the things like the Big Bang Theory. Now a days, I don't watch anything on television unless it is remotely hilarious. Anything dramatic like The Young and the Hopeless I can not stand. But if you can keep the jokes flowing like Two and a Half Men or Mike and Molly, you better stay on for a few seasons because I plan on watching you on those winter holidays when I can't go out because of the minus thirty weather that is sure to come. But beyond comedy, I can't stand to watch television whats so ever. I mean, there are so many bad shows out there like Gilmore Girls or The OC or even stupid reality shows that involve children from Jersey or pregnant hookers in high school. [Well actually, lets go back a second. There are some reality shows, like on the A&E reality series like Dog the Bounty Hunter, Beyond Scared Straight and Storage Wars. Check them out. Serious stuff.] Do I feel like watching that stuff when I'm sitting at home bored? Well look back at the start of this paragraph for a second and you tell me. Anything but "no", you are incorrect.

You know what I feel like watching? Not iCarly or Rollbots, thats for sure. I feel like watching Boy Meets World, 8 Simple Rules [which is on way too late! I have to work at seven in the morning, I can't stay up that late to watch it. I guess I'll get the woman to PVR it maybe.] or even Rugrats! [I seriously gotta find my Nick channel. Stupid Shaw Cable.] The only way I currently get any fix to eat at my nostalgia is when I watch the Nick channel at my girlfriend's place late at night, or watch Friends, or really old episodes of The Simpsons or even Family Guy when I get the chance! Nothing, and I do mean nothing can beat those days of waking up Saturday morning, getting a bowl of Fruit Loops, and turning on the tube to catch some Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, Rugrats, Doug, Pepper-Ann, hell I would most definitely settle for just one episode of Dexter's Laboratory or Uh-Oh! [Punisher, control!]  I really need to ask the producers and writers of new children's television cartoons, and I absolutely must write a letter to my government inquiring why, [and I mean absolute must!] they decided to fix whats not broken! I seriously hope one day they decide to get their head out of their asses, take a little time to read the play book of the greatest times of cartoon history [well, besides Betty Boop or Felix the Cat... come on!] made from the 90's era and start making something we can enjoy all over again! [Maybe a little Bonkers?] More Reptar people! More Reptar! Now, lets do what we do every night Pinky, and try to take OVER THE WORLD!

--Too Much Thought