Interesting stuff's that happened this week.

Work's gotten bad. We got a new Ops Manager. It's a woman who looks in her 20s, and she seems cool so that's alright. But that's not the bad part I'm talkin about. Me and that goddamn PSP...so irritating. Someone's gonna get on me when the end of the month comes around. I'm dreadin it already. That thing will be the end of me, I tell ya. If it were a real, tangible thing, I'd want it to die. I just want it go, go, go away.

In somewhat good news, the Shitbox (aka Gas Mobile, aka the Honda) is goin to scrap! That's right, a new car should be comin soon. Good timing too. Just the other day I was thinkin about how winter would be comin up and how it'd be a bitch to drive to work. Cuz sometimes it fails to start and there's no proper heating and when water freezes on the windshield, there's no way of gettin it off with those crappy wipers and anythin you scrape off just comes back in 30 seconds so it's not really a safe car to drive. So now it just so happens I won't have to deal with that shit :)

It's just now that I don't have a car in the evenings cuz I'm not insured on the other one. The last time I drove the Honda was Sat and it was doin somethin retarded with the steering. The wheel gets hard to turn at random times...well, good bye to that. I'll admit tho, there were some good times had in that car. Well not necessarily IN the car but goin places in the car. Except for those times when me and P sat smokin in the parkin lot before we went in to Q's, haha.

And that's another thing! That car was horrible to drive in the summer too. It overheated a lot, not to the point of shuttin down but so that it steamed when you drove it like 10 mins. I always got scared of how much smoke was comin from the hood. It didn't look normal at all, not to mention the fact that it was embarassing. But my dad always said that it was fine, it was just overheatin the oil or whatever. Plus the smell. Geez. Problem vehicle.

Anyway, I managed to go out last night with Al. I haven't spent any time with mah grrrl since Chris and J's wedding. We went to Yonge and Eg to pub it up and ended up at The Duke of Kent in the middle of a downpour. Had beers and pub food, caught up and chatted about everythin and anythin. And speakin of British things...Darien issues, haha.

He visited me at work yesterday. Bought somethin from me, talked a bit, then I drove him home.

He wanted to go out for dinner today but I'm not really feelin it. I realized yesterday (cuz he had this whole thing in his mind already) that I wouldn't have a car so we wouldn't be able to go anywhere since he doesn't either cuz he's visiting...or has a licence for that matter :P So he wrangled G to drive us all but honestly, I'm not in the mood for an early dinner with them. It's blah out and I have to be up early for work tomorrow. Is it lame to want to stay in and watch shows that I've taped? I think so, kind of :P Whatever, I went out drinkin on a Wed night and slept in wicked today so I'm good.

I can't believe what I just got in the mail. I opened it up and it's a questionnaire for potential Jury Roll! I have to fill it out so they can determine if I'd qualify to be a possible juror . So it's not jury duty but I don't even wanna be on that list. The questions they have, I can tell my answers would fit their potential list cuz I don't have a record and I'm fluent in English and don't have mental or physical disabilities. Which is pretty much all they need! Fuck. I don't wanna do thissss. I might be selfish but, if I was picked, I don't want my life disrupted and be responsible for anybody's criminal proceedings. I think I'm kinda the wrong person to be lookin at evidence and piecing things together and judgin their intentions. Good lord.

Of all things. A letter and form to consider me for jury service.

Anyway, that's it for this post. I've typed on about myself enough. Getcha on the weekend.

Well instead of havin any kind of a fun, exciting weekend, I had to go and hurt my back. It sounds that lame cuz it is.

I dunno if I threw my back out or twisted it but I got up on Sat and it hurt. It wasn't that bad, I just figured I slept wrong. It was mostly fine the whole day. It still hurt but it was tolerable, as long as I didn't do power squats or somethin. Then nighttime came around and doin anythin besides walkin totally upright was painful. I had already agreed to meet L and Deb at Timmy's cuz I figured I could handle that but I was all, fuck! Son of a bitch! Motherfuck! while tryin to get into my car.

I can't tell if it's a muscle or my bones or what. It's hard to bend over, like even hovering over the sink to brush my teeth. I've been takin Tylenols and it brings it down to just a dull discomfort.

I text msg'ed Evan last night to give him a heads up that I might be callin in sick cuz I didn't know if it'd be better by today. I woke up at 9 to see how I felt and it wasn't all that much better so I called the gen. manager to let him know I wasn't comin in. Easiest thing ever, he didn't even ask why. I'm so callin in sick to work more after this! Days off anybody?

Well it was OK today cuz there was already Ev and David workin today so there was coverage. And pretty smart move by me if I do say so myself, cuz I figured that Sundays were slow and if there were the 3 of us there, that'd mean makin even less money (business in our dept divided by us) and even more sales to make up so I wouldn't make subsidy. So...less hrs means less money that I'll be under :) Plus the fact that I really didn't wanna work today, back pain or not. I mean, I maybe could've worked but I dunno if I would've lasted bein all my feet all day and bein smiley about it. And Ev later texted me that it was slow today so I'm stickin with my decision, haha. I just had to get David's number and call him to ask him to start his shift earlier.

Then I went back to sleep and didn't get up til past 2. Rock on.

So Darien's back in town. He's takin care of condo business in his plan on movin here for good. So me, him, L, G, and G's bf went out to dinner at East Side. That guy still won't let me pay for my own dinner. He even took my credit card, sheesh.

Anyway, I wasn't in the best of moods cuz of my back and I dunno, just overall PMS-type crankiness, even tho I just got over it. So it was just dinner. On any other normal night, I would've been all for a bar night esp since I don't have to work til 5 tomorrow.

Argh, this weekend would've been PERFECT for goin out...off Sat, off Sun, evening shift Mon. Dammit.

Ah well. Al's in NYC in the meantime for Laura's bday thing. And also hidin from Darien, haha.

I just realized the Film Festival had come and gone. That's poops. I used to be so into it and tried to volunteer when it came around every yr. These days I wouldn't even have the time to. Well, this yr I didn't even really pay attention to it...I didn't even know it was that time and now it's over. I missed all the stars that were in town :P

Meanwhile I'm content listenin to my Justin Timberlake CD, haha. And I'll admit that I just downloaded the "SexyBack" ringtone. That song will always remind me of Montreal.

And I just got all the songs from the new Evanescence album that isn't out yet from a friend. Nice. I totally would've bought it when it came out but since I've already got it, I'm not about to pay for the same music just with liner notes. I'm a little bummed their club show's sold out tho. But I guess it'll be better when they do a bigger tour with seats so I don't get slammed and kicked in a mosh pit.

Anyway, I have nothing pensive or substantial to say so that's me. Night.