Friday, February 19, 2010

Cheap less of a cheat.

I look like a child trying on mommy's sunglasses, but I bought a pair of avaitors anyways. They were cheap.

Cheap like the thrills I get from
Sheet.
Metal.


My head is too small.

Wednesday, February 17, 2010

Cheat.

Sheet.
Metal.

Tuesday, February 16, 2010

Hodgepodges and 'Penned'ing.

I need my glasses to find my glasses.


My least favourite part of 'Intervention' is the intervention.


I jog twice a week. I don't know how this happened.


People in this town walk their dogs at 5am.


I always leave less then a glass' worth of wine in the bottle at the end of a fun night. I don't know why I don't just polish 'er off.


I think I'll try to rock intentionally dorky glasses on my next spectacle purchase.


I bought myself this book, even though it was supposed to be my treat if I felt I did good on my interview. I had to get it though, either way. The cover is pretty. And the poems in it are animal poems, by some of my favourite poets. I've only lightly skimmed through it, but I like the cohesiveness of the collection and how all the pieces fit with the whole and play into and support themes of 'zoo-ness'. It feels dynamic but solid, finished, complete. I like it a lot, it's very much a 'me' anothology.

Confession: I've only read 3 poems in it. I'm a terrible critic right now. But the cover is pretty.

I want to devour this book. But I'll use it as a tool to get my own writing on track. No 'Penned' poems until I write a poem. Poems. Do it.

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Menage a....

Here's hoping good luck comes in threes.

Feb 9th, 2010:
1)Found five dollars at the bus stop. RICH!
2)Missed the (stressful and surprise) audit at work.
3)Interview went....

Well it went. 4-6 weeks for the results.

Either way, contingency plan: applied for Electrical Foundations, possible six month wait list, and I might as well jump on it now.

I don't want to be a welder.
Still to try: sheet medal, auto and heavy duty mechanic, carpentry, and plumbing.

Wednesday, February 3, 2010

What. What is this? A 'blog entry'? No. Couldn't be.

I am formed out! And I wish I was talking about form poetry. Unfortunately, but probably, and most definitely probably, fortunately, I speak of the filling out of forms. Government forms. Like the type I am to bring to my job interview next week. Glee!

Ungleeful: the 3 plus hours of filling out obscure info about me and everyone around me. My poor friends, family, and coworkers must think I'm getting ready to heavily stalk them (heavy mouth breathing included) or perform mass identity theft, which might in fact prove more lucrative than my hopeful job... hm.

These forms. They are still not done.

And then there will be the photocopying. They didn't say how many bums they wanted in there though...




Well, ok, if you insist, one quick rant. Er, that's not form related:

Interesting headlines on the msn homepage? I shall click to read and learn more. But why must even the ones without a video symbol direct me to a video? I like there to be that symbol to warn me of the ones I don't want to click, because I don't like watching articles. I cannot passively receive my news. It takes too long. I much prefer to read, skim, linger, pause, and ultimately make it through the article in question quicker then anyone could read it to me. Seriously. What does it say about society that the masses wish to passively absorb all news? It seems that most people are only ever half-present. Where do the rest of their heads go?



Bonus: I totally spelled (oh crap, spelt?) 'receive' right on the first go up there. Go me, and blogger spellcheck. We make a fine team.