Archive for February, 2007

I just wanna go home

Saturday, February 24th, 2007

So it was………… this past Wednesday.  I get to work with minus 2 minutes to spare (but since I’m the 7am shift we have a leeway of I believe 3 minutes before we’re considered late.  Everyone else has to be there on the nose otherwise they get stupid astriks beside their names on their time card printout) and I hit the power button on my computer.

Fix up my lunch into the fridge and come back.

And nothing’s working.

And I jiggle the power chords, I check out the mouse and the keyboard (both of which don’t seem to be plugged in) and restart the computer.  I restart the monitor, I power cycle through and I just sit there.

Finally I call the IT tech support dude who really I don’t know WHAT his role is but whatever.  He comes over and does all the same stuff I do while I sit and watch.  And think how wonderful it would be to be told to go home (since by law they would be required to pay me 3 hours since I showed up) but I knew it wouldn’t happen.

Anyways, by about 7:40am I’m finally up and running.  Darryn basically shut the power supply off, and back on (something I would never think to do anyways) and it all worked.  Who knows what happened.

Thus my dreams of a 30 minute working day were dashed. Bah Humbug.

To do, to do, what to do?

Saturday, February 24th, 2007

I’ve been doing a whole lot of to-do lists whilst I’m at work.  Not that I actually have lots to do, but writing stuff down makes me feel a sense of accomplishment, even though I’m not doing anything other than writing out how I have nothing to do.

Or at least it looks organized when the HR people come hovering over my desk, to see a big list of things that need doing, and big lists of things that are done.  And sometimes I write and rewrite the same items in different orders to make my lists longer.

And I’m always writing lists of blog entry topics.  Just to look busy.  And I colour-code them as well so I can read them better, and they look more organized.

This is what I’ve been doing all week.  Oi.

So my mom’s coming home today

Friday, February 23rd, 2007

So my mom’s been in Hong Kong for the past month or so and she’s coming home today.  And a few days ago I just realized… I haven’t really had any full servings of veggies since she left.  What can I say, I live at home.  I eat what my mommy cooks me.  And that’s about it.

Since she’s been gone there’s been a lot of fried rice with hotdogs, a lot of frozen dinners which are generally rice, and some sort of meat (usually chicken) with maybe a few bits of corn and peas or mushrooms.  Lunch is always a sammich of meat, cheese and bread.  Breakfast has been peanut butter and nutella on more bread.

All I’ve really been eating in large quantities is grain products, and meat/protein.  Come to think of it, unless we’re going to start counting my chocolate intake, not a whole lot of dairy either!

Geesh.  To combat this, two nights ago (After yoga actually) I bought a big bottle of V8 type juice.  Since each glass is 2 servings of veggies.  I know it’s not the same, and I should have real veggies for roughage and fibre.  But in a pinch this will work for now.  Until my mom gets back at least.

And no, it’s not really 1/8th gasoline!

It’s not my imagination is it?

Friday, February 23rd, 2007

Alright the normal trend in gas prices is that at midnight it’s the highest it will be in 24 hours. And throughout the day it starts to drop. And by about 23:59 it’s about the lowest it will be in a 24 hour period. And it’s been like this for many many moons, possibly years.

For some reason the “cooler weather” causes gas prices to drop. But between midnight and 8am it’s the same price, and by around 4pm it’s slightly lower, and by 8pm it’s lower, and by 11pm it’s about as low as it gets, and as soon as the lot clears of cars it’s up again.

And the difference between gas prices is more than a lot of people think. Last I remember, the average difference between the morning and night time gas price is about 10 cents per litre. There’s just under 4 litres in a gallon for those of us using those measurements. So yea. Thats a lot.

But since this past weekend I’ve noticed something different.

The gas price doesn’t go up, or down, at all. At 9am it’s the same price as at 9pm. And the only time I’ve seen it change, is to see the gas price go up.

And considering last week the gas price was bouncing between high 70 and high 80 cents per litre, the fact that it seems to be a fixed low 90 cents per litre starts to bug me.

Is there something I’m missing in the world? Since I don’t watch the news and all. Someone let me know?

Edit: I’ve been informed via commercials in between the TV shows that I tape, that the CN Rail Strike (that I knew about since it’s also delaying shipments for the company I work for) along with a fire that happened at a refinery is causing much of the high gas prices.  They’ve also told the public to not panic.  You all know by the time you read this, there will be a full-blown panic!

Accomplishing a back bend.

Thursday, February 22nd, 2007

So for the past two months I’ve been going to hot yoga.  Mostly Moksha yoga.  I’m sure you’ve heard me talk again and again about this in the past.  Tough.

Anyways, on Tuesday I went to class and this was after I had admitted to my friend Ashleigh (www.ashleighlarratt.com) about how I still can’t complete a backbend, that the slightest movement backwards throws me off balance, causes dizzyness and nausia and is generally not a great feeling.

She totally understands (as she’s now a certified Bikrams instructor) and even explains to me how it works.  The body is a blueprint of my past.  My spine actually carries memories and emotions and is strong as it is the supporting feature of my body.  Bending backwards releases all these memories and emotions, and something inside me is fighting, and causing the dizzyness and everything else unpleasent.

And on Tuesday, after admitting to myself about how I’m frustrated about not being able to do these bends, I did them.  Not only did I do the standing back bend, I was able to do the camel pose which I haven’t been able to do for even longer.

And the world spun properly.

And I felt accomplishment, but not smug.  Like I don’t care if I never do another back bend in my life.  I know I did it once, and that was probably enough.

I want to go to my next class though, to see if this trend continues.