The Week That Was

The past week at work was crazy-ass busy and spent mostly on the road, culminating in a 20-hour horror show to Bowen Island LOL.

Left here at 4:30 in order to catch the seven o'clock ferry from Nanaimo to Horseshoe Bay. Got there at 6:30 which would have been plenty of time for the seven boat. If there had only been a seven boat LOL!!! There was however, a six thirty boat, which we had the added pleasure of watching sail away LOL. The next one was at eight thirty, so two hours sitting in the parking lot. A sign of things to come!! Caught the eight thirty to Vancouver and got there at ten. Drove up the hill, turned around and drove back down to the terminal to catch the Bowen Island boat. Just missed the ten LOL, and had to wait another hour for the eleven. Finally got to the job around noon and worked for a grand total of ONE hour. Drove back to the Bowen Island terminal where we had another two hour wait for the three o'clock off the island. Got back to Vancouver at about three thirty and the long weekend traffic was backed up to the top of the hill. We decided in our wisdom that it made more sense to drive across Vancouver and catch the boat straight to Victoria rather than wait four hours for the seven out of Horseshoe Bay followed by an hour plus drive back down island. LOL, by the time we got to the other terminal we had to wait until the nine o'clock sailing. Whew!! I feel tired again just telling the story.

Helped my landlord move into the new place yesterday. He had lots of help so it didn't go too badly. Friends help you move, best friends help you move bodies LOL. Don't know where that came from, it something I heard somewhere. Got a look at my new suite, which I'm moving to the first of December. I can't believe how big it is, for such a cheap price. Must be because I'm such a great tenant LOL. Huge rooms, new laundry, full kitchen, lots of storage, everything included for $650. He shoots, he SCORES. LOL.


Colleen and Joshua are here this morning. We hung out last night, made pizzas, and watched the new "Charlie and the Chocolate Factory". Not quite sure what we'll do today seeing as it's so shitty out. November in Victoria, exchange your tan for rust.

Currently Playing - 40 Years - Counting Crows

I was born in the jungle
With the sickening smell of cinnamon in the air
I was born in a white hole
And I can't believe the colors here today
They stalk on a circle
Well I've never been blessed with elephant memory
I'm riding a red line nowhere

If it takes 40 years for the gun to be paid for
If it takes 40 years I'll put the money away
If it takes 40 years to get the things that I need sir
If it takes 40 years I'll walk the thunder and the rain

I was born in a good home
Where the rising cost of raising children
Was not a factor
And you can't believe the things it does to me
I am filled with the white noise
Well I never did much of anything, anyway
Jump on a big train nowhere

If it takes 40 years for the gun to be paid for
If it takes 40 years I'll put the money away
If it takes 40 years to get the things that I need sir
If it takes 40 years I'll walk the thunder and the rain

I wanna buy me a good heart, and a conscience, maybe raise some children
I wanna get me a good wife, and God, and God, and God, and God
And I'll start me a good life, with a six-foot color television
I'll start me a new life somewhere

I was born on a warm night
On the right coast, southeastern America
Dead on arrival, but you can't believe the things you hear today
I'll fly me a white plane, over water, over blue and green and
Land in the ocean somewhere

If it takes 40 years for the gun to be paid for
If it takes 40 years I'll put the money away
If it takes 40 years to get the things that I need sir
If it takes 40 years I'll walk the thunder and the rain

See you when I see you.
Baron