Who's got my Bacon?

I'm talking about 'chicken bacon', and I know exactly who has it - you do Mr. Freezer...or do you? You Do!

I got back to Kingston today after one of the longest train rides in history - 5 minutes of a screaming baby is far too much, so you can imagine how much I was wanting to rip it's tiny little hairless head off after 2 and a half hours.

All this thinking about bacon is making me very hungry.

Nails in feet, Driving, Glasses, Teeth, and Scrabble

So much has happened in the last couple of days, I’m not even sure where to begin…I guess I’ll just go chronologically.

After my drunken train ride to Toronto and a day at the cottage, my mother and I drove home in a blizzard. It took us over 4 hours to get home, and when we did, we were exhausted! We went to the barn to feed the horses, and that’s when disaster struck! I heard screams – like an impaled banshee, but it was no banshee, it was my impaled mother. In our haste to complete the barn work, my mom had neglected to notice the board with the big rusty nail sticking straight up – she did, however, notice it once it was in her foot. After removing the nail and draining the pool of blood from her boot, the excitement faded, and all was fine after a good ol’ tetanus shot.

Day after foot ‘incident’: I took my G2 Exit test for attempt number one – all I needed was one! Not only did I take the test in a manual car, but I took it in a strange city. Speaking of strange cities, I don’t recommend anyone go out of their way to go to Oshawa, it’s a bit of a dump to put it nicely.

I went to the optometrist; he told me I needed glasses. I got glasses. I never thought that my first Gucci article would be plastic, but that’s who made the glasses, and that’s what the glasses are made of.

I went to the dentist today, and she cleaned my teeth for me. I hadn’t been to the dentist in about 2 years, and the increased sensitivity in my teeth recently had me a little worried. The news was nothing but good news! I’m 21 years old and I’ve never had a cavity. Nothing beats oral hygiene, GO HYGIENE!

After my relaxing trip to the dentist I decided to add a little spice to my life, so I challenged my father to a game of Scrabble. With a score over 300, I won with the new family record! I was so riled from the Scrabble that I almost went on a smashing spree, however, I was able to restrain myself.

That about puts me up to date.

My Computer is Hot.

Of all hot topics, my computer may be the hottest. I’m not talking hot in a “sexually appealing” sort of way – oh no – I’m not even sure as to the gender of my computer. I’m talking raw temperature. It’s February and my house isn’t that warm (starving students such as my housemates and me can’t afford those hefty heating bills, we have sweaters), but my computer continues to be hot Hot HOT! I get an annoying “Intel active monitor” popping up constantly letting me know just how hot my computer is EXACTLY. I have a little fan placed behind my computer blowing air into it constantly. It’s the same fan that saves my computer that is driving me NUTS! I didn’t have a ton of sanity to spare in the first place, but what’s left is fading fast. It displaces my hair with the little breeze it makes, and sometimes the hair goes into my mouth, sometime my eye, or sometimes it just ceases to stop tickling my face, ahhhhhh!

Because the excessive heat of my computer is a relatively new thing, I assume it is the result of dust and whatever else getting in there and hindering the function of the fans. Part of me still wonders though; maybe my computer is just at “that age” and she (if it is in fact a ‘she’) is going through some changes. Do they make hormones for computers?

Survived Valentines day.

Well, I did it! I made it through, and I only cried once. This year there were no chocolates or candy, and the only flowers were ones for my neighbour that were delivered to the wrong house. The weather, however, was crap! As Aliya pointed out, the day was spent unloved with wet socks.

Because I stayed up late gorging myself on fries, I was able to avoid a hangover. This made me happy. Things that don't make me happy are ketchup, escalators, and injured kittens.

One more thing - I wrote what I thought to be a very good post a couple days ago, and while attempting to fix spelling it got erased. I was so upset that I didn't rewrite it, but maybe one day I will - won't be as good as the original, but nothing ever is.

Day of the Bowl that is Super

I have basically nothing to say on this topic......that is all.

Depressive Ranting

ok, so I was 'seeing' this guy, and he dosn't want to see me again because he's not comfortable with the arangement of casually seeing each other, and he dosn't want the commitment of a relationship - I'm not sure I've ever heard more of a bullshit excuse in my life. Right now I hate men, I hate people and yes, I HATE YOU!

Just got the blog

So, I just got this blog thing, as the title of this entry suggests, and I'm not really going to write much because I don't really expect anyone at all to read anything I write - basically this is an exercize in futility.

Wow, so I just checked up, and people read my stuff - neat. Thanks people who read my stuff, you're swell!