Running Commentary

The Grass is Always Greener When It’s Vomitted Back Up January 17 2006

HE’S sick now.
STOP THE WORLD!
HE’S SICK I TELL YOU! SICK!

He’s been on the couch for 2.5 days now. Someone else is cooking at the restaurant. He hasn’t been able to do much. AT ALL. Nothing like taking care of two ILL children while taking your turn in the washroom. No no…he’s been far to busy PREPARING to finally vomit late this afternoon to actually DO anything. Oh he’s WAAAAAAAY sicker than the rest of us, specifically ME do have to remain…say…CONSCIOUS for any length of time today.

also?

We are in the midst of accumulating 30 centimeters of snow. In american that equals one fuck of a lot of snow.
Send help

mmbalargh..pla January 15 2006

so sick
caps and puncutation hurt
so does spell check
last night was vomit filled
today is not much better
Noah on the other hand is almost right and rain
hurray for bouncing squealing TALKING 3 yr olds

TA DA January 14 2006

So my friend Amanda is dating a magician and I can never go out them again. See you told me this in complete confidence…he didn’t want her to tell anyone..can’t imagine why. But now I can not keep my big mouth shut.

“I’ll be right back…i hope my drink does dissapear while I’m gone”

“sheesh Justin, it was just a joke…don’t saw me half”

“Look I brought you a drink….TA DA”

This doesn’t make Amanda very happy…she just doesn’t see the humor. Although I know very very well that if it wasn’t her boyfriend she would totally think it was hillarious. She’d make fun of him with me…we might make a night of it.

He actually a struggling magicion that happens to sponging off my dear friend at the moment. When we met Mikal Mysik he was a beer runner at a local bar. They met a drink and drunken make out session…and he doesn’t seem to have ever left the basement apartment Amanda rents from her father. Correction he left at one point to quit his job. Apperently he knows his heart in magic and has decided to follow his dream now matter the cost (to amanda). LOL
One would think he could snap his fingers and wave his magic wond “hockus pockus alamagockus” and low be hold A JOB! YAY maybe he’t not that kind of magicion. Maybe they don’t do that kinda…what do I know about magic morals…

anyway…thats my story …I can never go ut with them again…..

icky poo January 13 2006

Noah’s daycare is about to be shut down. They have a mad flu outbreak (the outbreak is mad, it’s not an out break for MAD FLU). Anyway…he’s SICK! Like poop in your pants kind of sick and as I type this he’s asleep under MY duvet.
So I’m home today with a 3 year old stuck to me like glue. Plus since I didn’t get ready for work today my new haircut is NOT as pretty the morning after as my old long tresses.
Brendan hates the new do. He LOVES the long curly hair, which is part of the reason it was long and curly for so long.
Anywho, I’m off to adminsiter some more mortin and possibly some pepto.

Ick.

Mrs. Brandy Ritts. January 10 2006

I’M RICH! I can hardly wait for the old bag to kick off! I am so totally going to rush out and give her my account number!

Greetings,

I am Mrs. Brandy Ritts I am a dying woman who have decided to donate what I have to you. I am 59 years old; 2 years ago I was diagnosed for cancer, immediately after the death of my husband Mr. Peter Gregory Ritts, who has left me everything he worked for while in America.

I have been touched by God to donate from what I have inherited from my late husband to you for the good work of God, rather than allow my relatives to use my husband’s hard earned funds ungodly. Please pray that the good Lord forgive me my sins. I have asked God to forgive me and I believe he has because He is a merciful God. I will be going in for the cancer operation any moment from now.

I decided to WILL/donate an amount that will be disclosed to you later for the good work of the lord, and also to help the motherless and less privilege and also for the assistance of the widows.

At the moment I cannot take any telephone calls right now due to the fact that my relatives are around me and my health status. I have adjusted my WILL and my representative is aware I have changed my will and he will arrange the transfer of the funds to you. I wish you all the best and may the good Lord bless you abundantly, and please use the funds well and always extend the good work to others.

Contact my representative who is in person of Mr. Mark Johnson with this specified email; infomarkjohnson@netscape.net and inform him that I have briefed you about the Will and he will inform you of the amount I am willing to you for the good work. I know I dont know you but I have been directed to do this. Thanks and God bless.

NB: I will appreciate your utmost confidentiality in this matter until the task is accomplished as I don’t want anything that will jeopardize my last wish. And Also I will be contacting with you by email as I don’t want my relation or anybody to know because they are always around me.

Regards,

Mrs. Brandy Ritts.

In other news, I went to the bank today to make a deposit to my business account. And on my way out I stopped at the bank machine to update the activity on the account (read: make sure no ones cheques bounced) and I was so relieved to see that everything cleared and that the balance was still over $1000.00 (a thousand dollars in MY business account huzzah!) that I grabbed the little paper and sprinted out the door. Out the door. With my bank card still in the machine. Still logged in. To MY ACCOUNT. WITH A THOUSAND DOLLARS IN IT! I didn’t even realize it until I was at the grocery store and about to buy something for Chris I was at the cash and I opened my wallet and immediately went..oh shit. The woman said “GO! RUN!” so I did. I ran all the way to the bank. In my down filled coat with my 100lb bag slung over one shoulder. Luckily though, I had my hurricanes on….all was good.
Card had been returned to the bank and they held it for me. I stopped at the machine again to be sure they didn’t clean me out first.

*phew*