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October 19th, 2009
07:46 pm
    
Something odd about that last egg.
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November 19th, 2008
01:13 am - Wow, some people need lives.
So my journal, which I rarely rant in, got it's first troll. Who else would bitch me out on a 3 year old entry on a rant about something I can hardly remember? Look, I post in here when I'm pissed off. Deal the fuck with it.
You know, to any trolls who think trolling my journal is fun, get a life. I write here when I'm pissed off. And if you're going to troll, for fuck sakes do so on an entry that isn't over THREE YEARS OLD on an incident I can hardly remember.
All you do is make an ass of yourself.
And if you're only going to comment on my spelling, then go fuck yourself. You don't know me, and you don't know about my issues. I have reasons for what I do that are of no concerns to trolls.
To everyone else who feels like reading, I update whenever the hell I feel like it. Which may be months, or weeks, or days, or years. So don't ask because I don't know. Not that I think anyone besides trolls care about my LJ.
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December 27th, 2007
05:28 am - Witnessed at a Local EB
So in Canada 90% of the stores have a policy of no returns for a few days after Christmas. Because of the boxing day sales that follow up.
Stores, including this EB have HUGE signs in them that says when they will be unable to acept returns. No problem then, right?
WRONG!
Today I was in EB, looking at their deals. There was a line all the way back to the store. SEVERAL signs though out the store advertise 'Sorry we will be unable to accomidate returns on December 26th and 27th 2007'. Big bold letters, on paper. Two of them on the front door alone.
Well, apparently these rules DON'T apply to this woman. She comes in, and I miss if she stood in line or went strait for the front. But that's not really important.
She tells one of the employees (There were four, two running for stock, two rining up shoppers, as there were only two registers) that she wants to return a game.
The Employee apologizes, points at the line, and says they are not doing returns until Friday.
At which point the woman looses it. She starts screaming at everyone at the checkout, and screaming saying she'd been told that she'd have NO problem returning said game on boxing day for one her son would like.
When she was still refused, she began throwing things.
I'm not sure how it played out, because even though the store was small, there were so many people I lost sight of the whole scene at this point.
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September 4th, 2007
04:48 am - I can't belive these bitches weren't thrown out...
Well, I'm currently unemployed, due to a situation. But this is something I saw when my family went to the CNE on Sat. It's basically a huge two week long fair like thing.
My mom and I went to go see the dog show. We managed to get down at the front row because my mom was in a wheel chair.
Any rate, the show has a three toned carpet laid out. The center part is blue, then there's a row of red and black. I THINK the black is the outtermost row, I can't remember. I'll assume it is.
Any rate, because this show is ALWAYS in high demand, they were going to have people sit on the rug. Now coming in, people were told REPEATEDLY TO STAY OFF the red and blue carpet, walk on the black. (Exception being if you were in the show.) We must have heard this easy a dozen times while people were filing in.
Any rate, the suck comes latter on when the stands are filled. A group of either late teens or early 20s comes in. They have that sort of self absorbed attitude. Stands are full, and they are starting to seat people on the floor, starting in the back corner, working their way forwards. Obviously so they can get everyone in. I think there were 4 girls and two guys, but I could be wrong. Most of them were fine.
But what do these two girls (who seemed to be in charge of this whole operation) do? Well, they decided to sit in the MIDDLE of the stage, half way on the red carpet. Never mind they should be down another ten feet. No they wanted to be dead in the middle.
Needless to say, a show person comes over and tells them to move down. Now, I couldn't hear what was being said, but I sure could read these bitches body language. They were acting like babies, refusing to move. You could see the guy pointing them down, and these two girls shaking their heads no, pointing at the ground where they were. This went on for all of maybe five minutes, and then one of the guys pointed out that they didn't have to move that far. Others had been filling in around this group.
The bitches finally gave up, for the moment, and moved. AND SAT DOWN HALF WAY ACROSS THE RED CARPET AGAIN! Which brought ANOTHER confrontation with the show people. I have to ask, WHY weren't they thrown out at this point? The rest of the group was fine, and even seemed a bit embarrassed by the behavior of these two self absorbed jerks. Eventually they gave in, and moved back like they were supposed to.
At least I didn't notice any trouble with them after that, but still. You are at a dog show, where the dogs run off leash. Even though these dogs are USED to the audience, it's expected the audience works with the handlers for both their protection, and the dog's. Those two were lucky I wasn't in charge, or I would have had them thrown out for being total asses.
Just to prove that these show members weren't unreasonable, they managed to get a few people to move so that a woman and her son (Who tried to run across the ring pre-show) could sit back away from the ring to avoid any potential in show problems. No one minded a bit. It looked like the woman even apologised for her son's behavior. (They had been sitting on the ground like the earlier group. Again, music was loud, I couldn't hear much.)
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December 25th, 2005
06:47 pm - What a lousy Christmas
Boy, was today EVER great. Who would have imagined that the brat coudl fuck up today so well? I mean wanting to play a game of Monopoly at 10:30 at nithg on Christmas eve was bad enough, but today...
FIRST she brags for over half an hour about winning a game of trivial persuet.
THEN she bitches how no one played any games with her today. (With her earlyer show, do you wonder why???)
I fell asleep at this point, feeling sick.
Then comes supper. the brat shows, and whines, whines whines WHINES! Complains about everythng and anything. Finally my brother, like myself, had enough and asked why she bothers to come home if all she plans to do is bitch, and SHE RUNS OFF CRYING! And screaming no one cares about her. (With the way she was acting, no surprise.)
Of course, this upset my mom who'd spent hours cooking dinner, and even whent to the TROUBLE of making it brat friendly. Then when my mom gose up to talk to her, she screams at my mom to get lost and shut up! Well, suddenly my mom was upste (No surprise) my sister is STILL acting like the center of the universe (Still no surprise) and everyoneis pissed about it.
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December 9th, 2005
11:04 pm - Sick, again
Yeah, two days now, I've slept mre then I've been awake. And I am SICK of soup. Soup, OJ and pop are all I've had for two days now cause my throat is so damn sore.
I've fallen behind on my hours because I have hardly had the energy to do ANYTHING. 14 hrs to cover in two days, still sick as hell, no fragging way.
Ah well, I can only do what I can do. Fit in a few hours here and there when I'm up to it, sleep or lay in bed when I'm not. (Which is where I've spent almost all the time for the last few days)
At least I got some DQVIII time in. Getting good, I can't wait to see what happens.
Current Mood:  sick
Current Music: The Organ - CC
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November 28th, 2005
12:06 am - So...
Yeah. Not much going on lately. Not surprising mind you given all the time this bussness takes. I suppose I shouldn't complain because when this gose live it will only get worse.
Still, I'm nervious as hell. What if something gose wrong? What if I don't make it? I mean sure the theory's sound, but... What do I REALLY have to offer? A university degree in computer programing? A year of hell at Sympatico?
(BTW, NEVER take a job in a sympatico call center. No matter how 'nice' they act, they're faster to turn on you then a rabid dog.)
I just don't know...
In other news, DQVIII is AMAZING! I can't wait to finish it, and yet I don't want it to end. Crazy isn't it?
Current Mood:  nervous
Current Music: Vama'Alla Flamchesco
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November 15th, 2005
10:30 pm - DQVIII!
YES! My copy arrived a DAY EARLY! I spent four glorious hours on the game, then realised I still needed to finsh off a few things for work and had to quit. *Sigh*
Oh well, tommorow's another day, and I HAVE preped for it. I'm so excited, the game's just getting to where the demo left off.
Doulmagnus, I'm comming for you, and remeber...
'DON'T THROW THINGS IN THE FALLWATER!'
Current Mood:  excited
Current Music: Shining force OST
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November 11th, 2005
12:47 am - What the hell is wrong with me?
I'm so upset right now, I don't even know why... I wish I did. I wish I wasn't so uncertain about my future.
But then again, maybe I do know. After all, everyone else in my house has friends they can go out and see. But me? I have maybe two or three that I only know though the net. I'm a faliure. I WANT to be around people, but I keep pushing them away. I feel like everyone hates me.
Why is this? I don't know. I just don't know. Everyone else talks about friends, going out, having a life. What do I have? A computer. A computer and a few people I know online. Is it because of who I am? WHAT I am? A learning disabled indavidual struggling to survive in a world where my problem is hidden by my normality? I don't know.
Can I survive on my own? I have to wonder that... I don't want to admit it, but it's true. I need people around, but I'm afraid to reach out. Maybe this is just the way I am. A coward.
Is something wrong with me? I don't know, but it seems that way. Everyone on the block my own age has pretty well moved out. Either that, or they've tried to kill me, or they hate me.
Is my reality just a lie? Am I so addicted to a fantasy I made up that I cannot stand to be without it? Is my fantasy becomming my reality? I don't know.
After all, I can function in this world. At least to an extent. And yet at the same time, I'm an outcast. Is it of my own making or that of societ? I don't know, and in the end it dosen't matter. I don't fit in. I've never fit in.
I wish I wasn't ON these damn pills, so I'd have a reason for feeling like this. A reason to hate my life, my reality. But being on the pills only makes things worse. If I don't have a reason to feel like this, because the doctor has me so drugged up, WHY do I feel like this? Is it right? Is it fair?
I feel like I just want to run away. But where would I run to? I'm living a lie. I'm trying to convince everyone I can make it on my own. But while I can lie to them, I can;t lie to myself. People are investing so much in me, I feel like I CAN'T fail, but at the same time I feel like I'm destined to.
I know, I'm just giving myself permition to feel that way. How do I escape this? I need to find something real to connect to. Something or someone besides the only two people on the net who know me. But will I ever find a way to reach out? The truth is, I've withdrawn from the world, and isolated myself in my own way. For what reason I don't know. But it's true. While others work to get places, to be acepted, I withdraw.
Sometimes I think no one would notice if I never left my haven...
Current Mood:  depressed
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August 7th, 2005
02:30 am - So I'm an Anty-amarican...
Yeah, and my crime? Attacking some idiot who decides that ALL muslems and people in Iraq and such are terrorrest, and not allowed the same rights as Amaricans have.
Well, if to be anty-amarican means having the right to stand up for my firends, both online and the real world, then I'm proud to be anty-amarican.
If being anty-amareican means that I have the right to see all people as equal, then I an proud to be anti-Amareican.
And if choosing between some people I've known for maybe 2 years, and people I've known over 5 means that I have to be anti-Amarican to choose the people I've known longer, then hell, call me Anti-Amaerican.
It just fucking pisses me off that I keep hearing some Amaricans bitch about how 'Iraqies are the root of all evil', 'All Iraques are terroriest', and 'I see a muslem on a bus and I wonder if he's going to blow me up'.
What about the Amarican terroriest? The snipre attacks that were shooting people for the hell of it? Timmothy Mc Vay who blew up a building because he hated his government?
The attitude I get from some Amaricans right now is, if you're not white then you don't belong unless you want to give up your traditions and belifes. What the hell is this? Dose that mean people don't have a RIGHT to their own belifes and traditions?
Of course, it's not just Amaricans. My dad is the same kind of bastard. We were driving home last night after eating out, and we came across a Muslem family in their car. A family with two or three daughters in the back seat, I can't remember which. But I CAN remeber the idiotic comment my father made. Watch out or they could bomb you.
I am so SICK of these racest attitudes and remarks that I keep hearing. And people wonder why I'm fedup with humanity? Hate. HAte is the problem. I would love to post some of what I wrote in the thread to the peoson who said I had 'No right' to be freinds with Muslems, but I don't feel like venturing in there. Too many comments about Iraquies not having rights because of the extremests.
So... By that reasoning, if a Canadian were to lauch a devistating attack on the US, suddenly Canadians would have no human rights?
And some of the other comments... 'People have no right talking about the abuse in the prisons. It should be kept quiet.' IF the US were as great as they claim, there wouldn't be anything to keep QUIET! Some of these comments seem to reflect direct criminal intent. 'Oh, I can steal a few hundred dollars, and no one will know if I keep quiet.' If a newspaper found out about a scam like that and reported it, everyone would LOVE them.
I am fed up with the 'Amarica can do no wrong' mentality I keep running into. The ONLY way I can see that working out is if people who live in Iraq have no rights. And I don't even want to go where that would lead, because frankly, I hate history. But I can think of one historic event that had a similar attitued of a group having no rights, and look where they ended up.
No, I don't hate Amaricans, but I do hate the policies of the ones in charge, and I hate the people who think the US can do no wrong. So if these things make me anti-Amarican, then fine. That's what I am. And you can consider me proud to be Anty-Amarican then, but I know a number of people who'd argue I'm not. Given they LIVE in Amarica, and they share the same feelings I do.
Makes you think...
Current Mood:  pissed off
Current Music: Advanced Wind - WA3
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