Thursday, 24 December 2009
Saturday, 19 December 2009
Seven Swans a Swimming
Sometimes, when I feel sad, or tired, or exasperated I look at photos on etsy of my wedding dress. They always please me.
Today was the second anniversary of me being married to Kayleigh on facebook. Last year she sent me an anniversary card, if I was a good facebook wife friend I would have sent her something this year. If I was a good wife friend I would have sent her something for christmas as well. Instead I am a bad wife friend and haven't. I will do it though. I wish I didn't get paid in air, it would make everything a lot easier. I wish I had won the lottery on my birthday with the lottery ticket Kayleigh gave me, then I could have gone to Salt Lake and seen her for five minutes and bought her anniversary dinner. So many buts, and the plain truth is that I'm a bad friend.
In other news though, I managed to get into ANOTHER facebook fight today. Where are people coming from with their lamness. This is in no way as entertaining as the last beard fight, this is actually kind of messed up, and I think I say a bad word in the transcript. Bad person, bad friend. That's me. Maybe the P word isn't a bad word in America, thus making it okay, because Jesus is American after all. Right? That's what mormons believe, yeah?
I actually served an American woman today in apple. Americans in apple are starting to become common. I gave her some visa chat and she then said 'are you moving to Salt Lake?' and I was totally taken aback, but then she admitted to seeing my CTR and she informed me she had lived in Salt Lake for 13 years and that she loved it. I agreed. I know I moan sometimes about it, but it's still kind of awesome, and the public transport system isn't completely heinous, just as long as you want to stick to some main parts of town.
Anyway, it took me a while to work out that she herself was a mormon, she wasn't clear on that from the start. She told me of her current marriage, and mentioned her first marriage, and then she gasped and covered her mouth and said 'Oh I shouldn't talk about that,' I think I gave her a funny look and then attempted to calm her fears and inform her that I was no judging her. She then proceeded to tell me how funny she thought it was that she was still sealed to her previous husband, and he was married to someone else, and also that she was married to a non-member and that she always jokes to both her ex husband and current husband about how she will be another wife to her first husband... at this point it got slightly awkward because it was a little strange. Apparently her and her ex husband have an amazing relationship still, so she's quite happy to still be templey married to him. I think I changed the subject by saying something like 'that's what's awesome about being a mormon — we can laugh at ourselves.' But I don't think that's what she was going for with her story.
Nothing else crazy eventful happened today, my train was late, and then they turned it into an express train and it missed three stops and I got to work on time. Amazing. I've never had that happen before, kind of crazy.
I also watched the end of Boyfriend For Christmas again on Christmas 24.... i love that movie, it's so lame, but it's amazing at the same time.
I watched some Dead Like Me, I rested my eyes, I watched the end of another lame Christmas 24 movie, I watched the end of beetlejuice and I watched the very end of jonathan Ross and he had three priests singing Silent Night at the end, it was A MAZE ING.
And that pretty much sums up Friday I think.
I definitely need to blog smog more. Definitely.
I also found out today I can get a large discount off iPods. I wish I had money so I could use these discounts. I mean, I love LOVE my old ipod, but for the third time this week I've had to frantically rub the back of it where the battery is because it's cold. And when it's cold it doesn't recognise the charge in the battery, so I have to warm the battery, it annoys people on the train because they don't know what I'm doing, and they fear what they don't know.
I've also began coveting deeply the new matt screen 17inch mac book pro... every now and then I go over and rub it. I feel like i'm cheating on the 17 inch mac daddy pro 1, I'm not though. I love 17inch Mac Daddy Pro 1. He's just almost 3 years old, and I don't trust technology past it's 3 year sale date.
I do declare that it is bedtime though. I don't feel tired, but as soon as I get into bed I'm sure I will be.
Today was the second anniversary of me being married to Kayleigh on facebook. Last year she sent me an anniversary card, if I was a good facebook wife friend I would have sent her something this year. If I was a good wife friend I would have sent her something for christmas as well. Instead I am a bad wife friend and haven't. I will do it though. I wish I didn't get paid in air, it would make everything a lot easier. I wish I had won the lottery on my birthday with the lottery ticket Kayleigh gave me, then I could have gone to Salt Lake and seen her for five minutes and bought her anniversary dinner. So many buts, and the plain truth is that I'm a bad friend.
In other news though, I managed to get into ANOTHER facebook fight today. Where are people coming from with their lamness. This is in no way as entertaining as the last beard fight, this is actually kind of messed up, and I think I say a bad word in the transcript. Bad person, bad friend. That's me. Maybe the P word isn't a bad word in America, thus making it okay, because Jesus is American after all. Right? That's what mormons believe, yeah?
I actually served an American woman today in apple. Americans in apple are starting to become common. I gave her some visa chat and she then said 'are you moving to Salt Lake?' and I was totally taken aback, but then she admitted to seeing my CTR and she informed me she had lived in Salt Lake for 13 years and that she loved it. I agreed. I know I moan sometimes about it, but it's still kind of awesome, and the public transport system isn't completely heinous, just as long as you want to stick to some main parts of town.
Anyway, it took me a while to work out that she herself was a mormon, she wasn't clear on that from the start. She told me of her current marriage, and mentioned her first marriage, and then she gasped and covered her mouth and said 'Oh I shouldn't talk about that,' I think I gave her a funny look and then attempted to calm her fears and inform her that I was no judging her. She then proceeded to tell me how funny she thought it was that she was still sealed to her previous husband, and he was married to someone else, and also that she was married to a non-member and that she always jokes to both her ex husband and current husband about how she will be another wife to her first husband... at this point it got slightly awkward because it was a little strange. Apparently her and her ex husband have an amazing relationship still, so she's quite happy to still be templey married to him. I think I changed the subject by saying something like 'that's what's awesome about being a mormon — we can laugh at ourselves.' But I don't think that's what she was going for with her story.
Nothing else crazy eventful happened today, my train was late, and then they turned it into an express train and it missed three stops and I got to work on time. Amazing. I've never had that happen before, kind of crazy.
I also watched the end of Boyfriend For Christmas again on Christmas 24.... i love that movie, it's so lame, but it's amazing at the same time.
I watched some Dead Like Me, I rested my eyes, I watched the end of another lame Christmas 24 movie, I watched the end of beetlejuice and I watched the very end of jonathan Ross and he had three priests singing Silent Night at the end, it was A MAZE ING.
And that pretty much sums up Friday I think.
I definitely need to blog smog more. Definitely.
I also found out today I can get a large discount off iPods. I wish I had money so I could use these discounts. I mean, I love LOVE my old ipod, but for the third time this week I've had to frantically rub the back of it where the battery is because it's cold. And when it's cold it doesn't recognise the charge in the battery, so I have to warm the battery, it annoys people on the train because they don't know what I'm doing, and they fear what they don't know.
I've also began coveting deeply the new matt screen 17inch mac book pro... every now and then I go over and rub it. I feel like i'm cheating on the 17 inch mac daddy pro 1, I'm not though. I love 17inch Mac Daddy Pro 1. He's just almost 3 years old, and I don't trust technology past it's 3 year sale date.
I do declare that it is bedtime though. I don't feel tired, but as soon as I get into bed I'm sure I will be.
Friday, 18 December 2009
Hodest House
Last Thursday I went to see modest mouse. There was smoking people that got kicked out, there were tall people, rude people that disobey gig etiquette of small people before tall people and the lead singer stood on the far away right. There's no photo of him.
He actually told us a story about cough medicine, and he used his voice, the very same one from the 'freebird dialogue' at the end of their live song 'paper thin walls'.
They played paper thin walls, float on (as heard in rock band 2 by 50% of the audience) and their finale encore was dramamine. It was amazing. I would pay just to hear that live extended version again.
The whole gig was pretty impressive, and they can surely put on a show. Six of them, two or three guitars, two drum kits, a violin, a trumpet and piano/synth thing... it was music collaboration at its finest.
A series of fortunate and unfortunate events.
I'm lacking in the age run down weekly blog thing.
I'm lacking in the blog thing in general.
Today.
As a list.
Not so good
1. I heated my milk for my cornflakes this morning and there was a weird yellow film on one side when I took it out the microwave. It looked like melted butter. I thought it was just a skin or something. I poured the cornflakes in and took one bite and it tasted like hot melted butter. I took a second bite just to make sure.
2. I didn't have time to make another breakfast.
3. I left the house without bongela (for my mouth ulcers), a pen for work, and my train pass.
4. A stole a pen at work from the till, and it burst within an hour, all over my t-shirt, jumper, hand, name tag, jeans and later that day I discovered my pocket and leg were covered in ink as well.
5. I missed my lunch hour by 50 minutes, because I was being lame and couldn't put through a personal set-up data transfer.
6. I had to work until 8pm
7. When I caught the train home a drunk guy was confused and gave me the responsibility of getting him off the train at his stop. When I woke him he wouldn't listen or get off, and I eventually said 'No seriously, this is your stop, I'm not even joking' at which point he looked out the window himself and leapt up and got off the train.
8. How I met your mother season 4 episode one was pish... I really really really don't like the actress from Scrubs. She was a bad cast. The rest of the cast were good because they were kind of no-names or been-trying-for-ages-famous-in-cult-circles-names. Bad cast.
9. When I got in from work I sat on the couch waiting for How I met your mother only to realise it wasn't on for another hour, and then the cat sat on me. When I went upstairs to change I could smell something weird, and thought it was my bed (where the cat sits), or my jumper, then I realised it was on face, because it had been rubbed off my hair. Yes, the cat had fish-juiced on my hair a little. I severely need to get her dressed. I would have this month but I got taxed 35% and I'm still raging about it.
10. I have a gouge in my finger, it's small but it hurts.
11. My sister woke me up 15 minutes before I was meant to be up and this is how everything started going bad. She needed keys because the girl can never be trusted with keys, she can never be trusted with anything. I'm glad her daughter can walk otherwise she would have lost her by now. Seriously. I remember going to see Bambi or something in the cinema and having to take charge of the money because my sister would somehow lose it. She's four years older than me, I must have been five and she nine when I was going to the cinema with the money.
Because she woke me 15 minutes early I felt hard done by and stayed in bed an extra hour, until 9:50. Then everything was just a rush. A pure rush.
AND I had a tonne of emails from 'a client' all about crazy stuff, and miscommunication I think.
Happy happy joy joy stuff
1. I got an email this morning from USCIS saying that our visa petition for me has been approved and a letter has been sent, to Jon.
I was actually so happy that I almost shed a tear... I welled but I didn't shed. It was the oddest relief.
2. I sold two computers today with a 50% attach rate of One-to-one.
3. I caught my train and got to work on time.
4. I didn't have to go outside in the snow in my iron man boots.
5. I caught my train home without waiting no more than 10 seconds for it to leave the station
6. I got to have an awesome shower after work (because of the gross cat smell hair)
7. It's almost Christmas. And Christ is awesome.
I'm lacking in the blog thing in general.
Today.
As a list.
Not so good
1. I heated my milk for my cornflakes this morning and there was a weird yellow film on one side when I took it out the microwave. It looked like melted butter. I thought it was just a skin or something. I poured the cornflakes in and took one bite and it tasted like hot melted butter. I took a second bite just to make sure.
2. I didn't have time to make another breakfast.
3. I left the house without bongela (for my mouth ulcers), a pen for work, and my train pass.
4. A stole a pen at work from the till, and it burst within an hour, all over my t-shirt, jumper, hand, name tag, jeans and later that day I discovered my pocket and leg were covered in ink as well.
5. I missed my lunch hour by 50 minutes, because I was being lame and couldn't put through a personal set-up data transfer.
6. I had to work until 8pm
7. When I caught the train home a drunk guy was confused and gave me the responsibility of getting him off the train at his stop. When I woke him he wouldn't listen or get off, and I eventually said 'No seriously, this is your stop, I'm not even joking' at which point he looked out the window himself and leapt up and got off the train.
8. How I met your mother season 4 episode one was pish... I really really really don't like the actress from Scrubs. She was a bad cast. The rest of the cast were good because they were kind of no-names or been-trying-for-ages-famous-in-cult-circles-names. Bad cast.
9. When I got in from work I sat on the couch waiting for How I met your mother only to realise it wasn't on for another hour, and then the cat sat on me. When I went upstairs to change I could smell something weird, and thought it was my bed (where the cat sits), or my jumper, then I realised it was on face, because it had been rubbed off my hair. Yes, the cat had fish-juiced on my hair a little. I severely need to get her dressed. I would have this month but I got taxed 35% and I'm still raging about it.
10. I have a gouge in my finger, it's small but it hurts.
11. My sister woke me up 15 minutes before I was meant to be up and this is how everything started going bad. She needed keys because the girl can never be trusted with keys, she can never be trusted with anything. I'm glad her daughter can walk otherwise she would have lost her by now. Seriously. I remember going to see Bambi or something in the cinema and having to take charge of the money because my sister would somehow lose it. She's four years older than me, I must have been five and she nine when I was going to the cinema with the money.
Because she woke me 15 minutes early I felt hard done by and stayed in bed an extra hour, until 9:50. Then everything was just a rush. A pure rush.
AND I had a tonne of emails from 'a client' all about crazy stuff, and miscommunication I think.
Happy happy joy joy stuff
1. I got an email this morning from USCIS saying that our visa petition for me has been approved and a letter has been sent, to Jon.
I was actually so happy that I almost shed a tear... I welled but I didn't shed. It was the oddest relief.
2. I sold two computers today with a 50% attach rate of One-to-one.
3. I caught my train and got to work on time.
4. I didn't have to go outside in the snow in my iron man boots.
5. I caught my train home without waiting no more than 10 seconds for it to leave the station
6. I got to have an awesome shower after work (because of the gross cat smell hair)
7. It's almost Christmas. And Christ is awesome.
Wednesday, 9 December 2009
An Ode to a beard.
By request here are some photos of Marcus' beard and how has developed since he finished his mission almost two years ago.
This, currently, is his profile picture:
A chronological photographic diary of a beard:
This, currently, is his profile picture:
A chronological photographic diary of a beard:
King of the Jungle.
I've been looking for we kids singing this song for weeks now, since I heard an old tape of me singing it when I was a protestant.
it doesn't kick in until about 1.30 in.
Those kids are asian it makes it better.
This one is even better and it isn't as slow to start.
OH MY GOSH... to a dance routine:
This one is wrong because she roars rather than making monkey noises, and she's not asian, but it's still one of note that made me laugh.
I could post these all day. This is my last one because these asian kids are cute and because the words are on the screen. If I ever teach a primary class I will learn them good and teach them Protestant sunday school songs. Amazing.
it doesn't kick in until about 1.30 in.
Those kids are asian it makes it better.
This one is even better and it isn't as slow to start.
OH MY GOSH... to a dance routine:
This one is wrong because she roars rather than making monkey noises, and she's not asian, but it's still one of note that made me laugh.
I could post these all day. This is my last one because these asian kids are cute and because the words are on the screen. If I ever teach a primary class I will learn them good and teach them Protestant sunday school songs. Amazing.
beards part 4 - one down two to go.
Jack Wilde 09 December at 17:11 Report
how do i block u.... ur doing ma box in wea ur snash and crap patter... and u call me negative... did u just judge me... and u cant call me because ur a reject/loOser/gimp.
have a great life my lost love, maybe one day
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the most kisses u will ever get... EVER
My response to that was never received because he learned how to block me before I replied. However, it was:
I will savour those kisses if they are the last. I had a dream the other night that had a lot of kissing in it. Then the man from FedEx rang the door and I was totally mad because the dream went away. I suspect you're right, between that dream and your x's those are the most kisses I will receive. Thanks for your kindness.
If I am judging you it's because I have a rule, Judge those that judge my best friends. I'm merely telling you that your perceptions and the things you think are true doctrine and commandments are not. And if they were you don't embarrass someone in a public and cowardice manner. You have no idea who could have read that and been turned off from the church. No idea.
Good luck with your blocking and beard growing endeavours.
May I ask what snash means? It's not in my vocabulary?
And also, I can't call you because I don't have your phone number it has nothing to do with me being loose. As I've said, being loose might be something I can only discuss with my bishop. And as for gimp, I have thought about trying that out, although I think that is definitely against the church teachings and you would have a hard time getting me into the celestial kingdom if I had been gimping myself.
how do i block u.... ur doing ma box in wea ur snash and crap patter... and u call me negative... did u just judge me... and u cant call me because ur a reject/loOser/gimp.
have a great life my lost love, maybe one day
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
the most kisses u will ever get... EVER
My response to that was never received because he learned how to block me before I replied. However, it was:
I will savour those kisses if they are the last. I had a dream the other night that had a lot of kissing in it. Then the man from FedEx rang the door and I was totally mad because the dream went away. I suspect you're right, between that dream and your x's those are the most kisses I will receive. Thanks for your kindness.
If I am judging you it's because I have a rule, Judge those that judge my best friends. I'm merely telling you that your perceptions and the things you think are true doctrine and commandments are not. And if they were you don't embarrass someone in a public and cowardice manner. You have no idea who could have read that and been turned off from the church. No idea.
Good luck with your blocking and beard growing endeavours.
May I ask what snash means? It's not in my vocabulary?
And also, I can't call you because I don't have your phone number it has nothing to do with me being loose. As I've said, being loose might be something I can only discuss with my bishop. And as for gimp, I have thought about trying that out, although I think that is definitely against the church teachings and you would have a hard time getting me into the celestial kingdom if I had been gimping myself.
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