Entry: How do you know my language? Wednesday, November 24, 2004



Over the past few days it has rained unceasingly; flooding the lowlands, worrying both farmers and midgets alike. This rain has inspired local radio stations to become ever more clever in their programming. Here is but a small sampling of the songs I have heard:
- Blind Melon - No Rain
- Led Zeppelin - Fool in the Rain
- Prince - Purple Rain
- The Tragically Hip - New Orleans is Sinking
- Creedence Clearwater Revival - Have You Ever Seen the Rain?

Make History come alive (figuratively speaking)! See if you can unlock the secret playable character; the shooter on the grassy knoll. I wonder, if this game does well, what's next? A prequel focusing on Abraham Lincoln, with a bonus McKinley assassination scenario? I'd buy that.

We got a new worker at my job to fill the nightshift duties, turns out he already wants to quit. He only lasted 2 weeks and happens to be sick today. Very suspect indeed, especially since he left work early yesterday to collect a cheque from a previous employer. Must be the Seagrams flu. His reason for leaving wasn't because the work is soul-crushingly boring or that the majority of the people he works with are as colourful as a Communist fashion show, his reason was because his back hurt due to the lifting element of the job. The lifting he is required to do every 2.5 hours. What a terrible excuse because those other two excuses would have worked perfectly. Well that's fine, this job has already had its fill of spindly guys that have some skill with computers and no work ethic...and smell. He said he wants to focus on going to school next semester in January, but still doesn't think he should stay on till then. My guess is that he's going to find a cabin in the middle of nowhere just to be alone with his thoughts and get in the right frame of mind for whatever the hell he'll be doing. Maybe he could lift a dumbell while he's at it.

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