Thursday, August 12, 2004
heyyyyyyyyy yaaa!!! my blog. is dead. oh no. :(
why? I do have good reasons. the big switch from Blogger to BC Journal is because I feel BC Journal is much more community and friend oriented. that's what I like. I mean, sorry, call me a poser for choosing it, but everyone does it, and I'd like to join the crew. I've been considering it for a while.
however, don't worry! nothing will change! I'll still have my crazy links section, and everything else - and hey, if I end up not liking it, I'll come back to blogger. don't worry.
so! without further ado, click here to get yourself there, or if you want to put the link on your favorites bar (lol, as I'm sure you will,) visit http://bcjournal.net/view.php?user=just_that_good . have fun. Blogger, I'll miss you.
-joel
P.S.! keep in mind, I've been blogging since October 2002. to visit everything up to November 2003. Then everything from there is on this site. Both sites will be up forever and ever. (I hope.) so enjoy!
(0) comments
why? I do have good reasons. the big switch from Blogger to BC Journal is because I feel BC Journal is much more community and friend oriented. that's what I like. I mean, sorry, call me a poser for choosing it, but everyone does it, and I'd like to join the crew. I've been considering it for a while.
however, don't worry! nothing will change! I'll still have my crazy links section, and everything else - and hey, if I end up not liking it, I'll come back to blogger. don't worry.
so! without further ado, click here to get yourself there, or if you want to put the link on your favorites bar (lol, as I'm sure you will,) visit http://bcjournal.net/view.php?user=just_that_good . have fun. Blogger, I'll miss you.
-joel
P.S.! keep in mind, I've been blogging since October 2002. to visit everything up to November 2003. Then everything from there is on this site. Both sites will be up forever and ever. (I hope.) so enjoy!
Saturday, August 07, 2004
heyyyyy everybody! (hello, dr. nick!) what's going on. it's a dreary saturday morning, and I have no plans for today. lol , hooray. mainly because I have to mind Ben, cause dad's working and mom and tom are out volunteering for the mbts. rock on. let's look over my week, shall we?
monday: the family went to chipman (small village outside of fredericton) to where we have some family, and it was the New Brunswick Day festival, there was a 5k/10k race, and i got an award! bronze for my age group in the 5k :D whoo hoo. so yea, and then we gunned 'er outta chipman , 'cause i had to work. then, tuesday, my family and I went to Grand Bay for a camping trip. my uncle has a camp there, and they're there all the time, it's soooo nice. we go fishing and swimming and we have bonfires and stuff, it's great. so then we stayed overnight there, then we left on wednesday cause i had to work again. then on thursday, I had the 'brutal shift,' aka from 1-10. it was really quite gay. I hated it. still do. but anyway, so that just wasted my day away, then yesterday i realized that everyone's either a) away on vacation b) working or busy or c) mad at me. so I'm going to have to make it through those things, but I'll live. I'm really busy enough as it is. I'm gonna babysit Ben today, and I have some important things to take care of that I've been putting off forever anyway. tomorrow's the big day, so I did some speedwork last night, that was special. however, I gotta go into work for 1. :(. oh well! work is work, and I need the cash. and so that's the overview of my life at the moment, pretty hotttt eh? now, enough of this, we're moving on to a great ol' edition of Dr. Advice.
Patient #1, 803675136
Dr. Advice: Thanks, Bulimic Betty! I'm glad that you're having fun experimenting with different things. However, I have a few concerns. Firstly, whatever compelled you to combine icing sugar, vinegar, salt, and orange juice? Like, honestly, that's really just weird. Don't ever be a bartender. Also, the color result of those products should be somewheres around orange, shouldn't it? Not red. Mayyybe you should get that looked at... But that's just a hunch. Another thing, throwing up shouldn't feel good. It should most likely feel bad. Please get that looked at. That's enough. Next!
wait, there is no next. I'm too lazy. dr. advice is, for now, finished. if you want it back, comment, but no one is really doing so, sooo i think dr. advice is going to get the axe. i'll check back in a week. later!
-joel
(1) comments
monday: the family went to chipman (small village outside of fredericton) to where we have some family, and it was the New Brunswick Day festival, there was a 5k/10k race, and i got an award! bronze for my age group in the 5k :D whoo hoo. so yea, and then we gunned 'er outta chipman , 'cause i had to work. then, tuesday, my family and I went to Grand Bay for a camping trip. my uncle has a camp there, and they're there all the time, it's soooo nice. we go fishing and swimming and we have bonfires and stuff, it's great. so then we stayed overnight there, then we left on wednesday cause i had to work again. then on thursday, I had the 'brutal shift,' aka from 1-10. it was really quite gay. I hated it. still do. but anyway, so that just wasted my day away, then yesterday i realized that everyone's either a) away on vacation b) working or busy or c) mad at me. so I'm going to have to make it through those things, but I'll live. I'm really busy enough as it is. I'm gonna babysit Ben today, and I have some important things to take care of that I've been putting off forever anyway. tomorrow's the big day, so I did some speedwork last night, that was special. however, I gotta go into work for 1. :(. oh well! work is work, and I need the cash. and so that's the overview of my life at the moment, pretty hotttt eh? now, enough of this, we're moving on to a great ol' edition of Dr. Advice.
Patient #1, 803675136
Dr. Advice: Thanks, Bulimic Betty! I'm glad that you're having fun experimenting with different things. However, I have a few concerns. Firstly, whatever compelled you to combine icing sugar, vinegar, salt, and orange juice? Like, honestly, that's really just weird. Don't ever be a bartender. Also, the color result of those products should be somewheres around orange, shouldn't it? Not red. Mayyybe you should get that looked at... But that's just a hunch. Another thing, throwing up shouldn't feel good. It should most likely feel bad. Please get that looked at. That's enough. Next!
wait, there is no next. I'm too lazy. dr. advice is, for now, finished. if you want it back, comment, but no one is really doing so, sooo i think dr. advice is going to get the axe. i'll check back in a week. later!
-joel
Tuesday, August 03, 2004
hey dudes!!!!!! good news, I can run the MBTS now!!!!! yeah!!!!!!!! I'm pumped. tho I'm having to work wayyy too much lately, so I seriously miss out on seeing all my friends.. faccck lol, but yeah, and i'm camping til tomorrow, but email me or drop me a line if you need anything, ill be back soon ! later
-joel
(0) comments
-joel
Sunday, August 01, 2004
get ready, because this is going to be long. and not funny this time.
see, I have this thing about working. on a day that I'm working, (at 5 o'clock,) I generally don't relax, because hey! usually, when work isn't difficult and trying, it's hell. I definately don't enjoy, but I sure-as-hell need the money. and so, I do it. it's normally not that bad... but when it's bad, it's really bad. and so, needless to say, on a day that i have to work, that very idea is in the back of my mind. this is why I like to take the days off on which i have relaxing and / or important events, (i.e. camping, races, parties, etc.) i love to take the day off, so that I can completely enjoy every moment and relax, without having to worry.
my mom however, dissaproves of this idea entirely. she argues that working "not only assists me financially, but instills a responsability in me and also prepares me for the "real world," in which work is a constant factor." hm. yes. right.
I do agree with this, trust me, I do. this is my second summer of working, and it is a generally beneficial experience. this certain case, however, crosses the line.
as you all know, the marathon by the sea is an extremely important event for me. it is what I train for (during an 8-month period,) and it is what I envision when I think of "running accomplishments." it is a race in which I feel good about myself, in shape, and most of all, happy. this is something that makes me feel incredibly healthy, and it is especially fun, and so needless to say it's a major event for me and something I very much look forward to every summer.
as it is so important to me, I thought it would be wise to take the day off, as to ensure that I could participate and fully enjoy the MBTS. I casually mentioned this to my mom. she reacted with disdain, claiming that it would be "stupid and immature" to take time off for a mere running event, and that running takes the "topmost priority in your life right now." I disagreed, but decided I'd humour her and take no time off.
generally, my shifts are only evening shifts, therefore at 5 o'clock until close, which is generally around 10 o'clock. in the past month and a half, these are the shifts I've been getting. the only shifts.
however, seeing as to how I'm a little on the slow side at work, (because i'm un-motivated to work there, and I basically don't give a flying fuck,) I didn't realize that Sunday was Race Day. I had to go in for 8. (oh dear.) when I arrived home, I told my mom my schedule, and while telling her my Sunday shift, she gasped. I then found out.
I reacted like a psychopath, I must say. I freaked, I screamed, I was shocked. and although it's still extremely possible that someone else can work my shift, I'm amazingly depressed. it's because I realized to what point work affects me. not only do i dread it... it scares me. and everyone tells me, "find a new job!" and "why do you work?" a) i'm quitting in early september. I doubt that I'll find a job in which I'll work for that length of time. b) I work because I need the money. desperately. if you didn't know, I'm going to France next year, and I'm also getting driver's training soon, and on top of this i have to pay for this random surgery next year and after I graduate, i'm going to be moving on to a little something called "university." what do all these things have in common? that's right. money.
and so, yeah. I'm just down. please don't think i'm a mind-sucking depress-o maniac who just wants to be sad all the time. trust me, if there's anything i dislike the most, it's lingering on the past and bad things. but this is really awful... 8 months of intense training cannot result in nothing. that's absolutely insane. and so, i hope that i can get the day off. with all of my heart. and if I don't, I'll die. if I'm in a bad mood in the next little while... you know why. thank you.
-joel
(1) comments
see, I have this thing about working. on a day that I'm working, (at 5 o'clock,) I generally don't relax, because hey! usually, when work isn't difficult and trying, it's hell. I definately don't enjoy, but I sure-as-hell need the money. and so, I do it. it's normally not that bad... but when it's bad, it's really bad. and so, needless to say, on a day that i have to work, that very idea is in the back of my mind. this is why I like to take the days off on which i have relaxing and / or important events, (i.e. camping, races, parties, etc.) i love to take the day off, so that I can completely enjoy every moment and relax, without having to worry.
my mom however, dissaproves of this idea entirely. she argues that working "not only assists me financially, but instills a responsability in me and also prepares me for the "real world," in which work is a constant factor." hm. yes. right.
I do agree with this, trust me, I do. this is my second summer of working, and it is a generally beneficial experience. this certain case, however, crosses the line.
as you all know, the marathon by the sea is an extremely important event for me. it is what I train for (during an 8-month period,) and it is what I envision when I think of "running accomplishments." it is a race in which I feel good about myself, in shape, and most of all, happy. this is something that makes me feel incredibly healthy, and it is especially fun, and so needless to say it's a major event for me and something I very much look forward to every summer.
as it is so important to me, I thought it would be wise to take the day off, as to ensure that I could participate and fully enjoy the MBTS. I casually mentioned this to my mom. she reacted with disdain, claiming that it would be "stupid and immature" to take time off for a mere running event, and that running takes the "topmost priority in your life right now." I disagreed, but decided I'd humour her and take no time off.
generally, my shifts are only evening shifts, therefore at 5 o'clock until close, which is generally around 10 o'clock. in the past month and a half, these are the shifts I've been getting. the only shifts.
however, seeing as to how I'm a little on the slow side at work, (because i'm un-motivated to work there, and I basically don't give a flying fuck,) I didn't realize that Sunday was Race Day. I had to go in for 8. (oh dear.) when I arrived home, I told my mom my schedule, and while telling her my Sunday shift, she gasped. I then found out.
I reacted like a psychopath, I must say. I freaked, I screamed, I was shocked. and although it's still extremely possible that someone else can work my shift, I'm amazingly depressed. it's because I realized to what point work affects me. not only do i dread it... it scares me. and everyone tells me, "find a new job!" and "why do you work?" a) i'm quitting in early september. I doubt that I'll find a job in which I'll work for that length of time. b) I work because I need the money. desperately. if you didn't know, I'm going to France next year, and I'm also getting driver's training soon, and on top of this i have to pay for this random surgery next year and after I graduate, i'm going to be moving on to a little something called "university." what do all these things have in common? that's right. money.
and so, yeah. I'm just down. please don't think i'm a mind-sucking depress-o maniac who just wants to be sad all the time. trust me, if there's anything i dislike the most, it's lingering on the past and bad things. but this is really awful... 8 months of intense training cannot result in nothing. that's absolutely insane. and so, i hope that i can get the day off. with all of my heart. and if I don't, I'll die. if I'm in a bad mood in the next little while... you know why. thank you.
-joel
