Wizard's Round Table

FUCKING ORIGAMI !!!!!

2006-09-18T23:07:00.000-07:00

It is official, Smeghead will no longer be known as Smeghead. Nope, he's upgraded to Baldrick. I have to keep this fucking twit for a bit longer. I swear Baldrick has a adversion to closing doors, locking/unlocking doors and turning off lights. The door is the easiest invention made by man since the freaking wheel, and yet this twit doesn't seem to know how to operate one! This morning a few minutes after I get to work, I haven't even got used to the idea of being at work yet, and I have someone ask me when the doors in the hallways will be unlocked. To my surprise Baldrick didn't unlock the doors to the suites so the contractors could get in. This should of been done over an hour before my shift started. So I run around and unlock all the doors. Amazingly he unlocked some, but not others. However I believe that he just didn't lock the ones that I found unlocked already, this is more probable and believable. When I call the twit up and ask him why he didn't do it, he simply states he didn't know he had to. No, we've only been doing this for weeks now, and he didn't know to do it. Must of been wiped out of his memory banks. So I re-enter such information. This must be what happens when you try to enter a liter of information in an ounce size brain, you get spillage.

Anyhow, you are probably wondering where the title of this blog is going to fit in, and trust me it does fit in. At the end of my shift Baldrick arrives on site 40 mins early, oh goodie. I ask him where his 'new' hardhat is (he lost the one issued to him by leaving it on site, outside), and he states he went to Home Hardware and they said they don't have any. So I feel like being nice and leave mine onsite for him to use one more time. I tell him that since he has the next 4 days off that he should go and buy one, and if he doesn't have one by his next shift, he will be sent out to get one and lose the time. Fine that's taken care of, hopefully. So he goes and changes into his uniform, and when he returns I notice that he doesn't have a tie. Not a huge deal, but now that we have residence living in the building we want to look professional and sharp (Baldrick instead looks like a dull gimp). He says its at home, a lot of good it does for work. When I ask why its there, he says he hasn't warn it for awhile now. Wrong answer. I inform him that now that the hot weather is over with, and that residence are living in the building he now has to wear it at all times. I hope this doesn't have to become an issue.

So now we have 20 minutes before actual shift change and we go outside for a smoke. During the smoke I see him pull out a pad of paper, and I ask him where his memo book is. He says he filled it up. Now I find this extremely hard to believe since he's only been working for us for aprox. 5 months, and my book which is barely half used was started on Oct. 17, 2005. I question him about how this can be, and he says he got bored and used it to make origami. FUCKING ORIGAMI !!!! Who in their right fucking mind uses legal documentation for ORIGAMI! I am stunned. Flabbergasted. I really didn't know how to respond to this right away. I swear if I had hair it would of either fallen out, been torn out, or went gray. So I inform him that his memo book is legal documentation and can NOT be tampered with. That now, if he is called to court and bring his memo book with him, the judge would probably throw the case out due to the destroyed memo book. And I won't even mention the fact that he's been working for sometime now without one. And he apparently has worked security work for a few years, I am beginning to doubt the truth in that.

So now it stands that by his next shift he will have 3 things with him. His own hard hat, his uniform tie and a new memo book. So coming Saturday night, once I am free I am going to go up there and check on it, and if these 3 things are not present, he is being sent home. So I guess I should bring my uniform with me when I go, as I have a feeling I'm going to pull some more freaking hours, as if 60 a week isn't enough.

Oh and when I informed my boss of Baldrick's art project, all he really said was "welcome to management". Gee thanks. And to those that don't know who Baldrick is, google Blackadder. I could do a link, but I am to tired and don't feel like being bothered, lol.

FUCKING ORIGAMI!!!

OMG my site is turning into Rimmy's!!!

2006-09-06T08:14:00.000-07:00

Well it seems to be anyways. At least if I let the guards have their way, which they won't. Just last week after picking up my cheque I went to the site to do a check up on the officer on duty. Now I have good reason to do a check up due to the fact that his Daily occurrence Reports (DOR's) have almost nothing in them. So I drive on site and park in the entrance way..... ummmm he doesn't seem to be looking through the window to see who's here. Well I go into the complex and head to the basement, low and behold, the office door is wide open and unlocked. I proceed to lock and close the door and then check a few suite doors within the complex. I find a couple doors open. I still haven't seen the officer on duty (whom from here on in will be referred to as Smeghead). I know Smeghead is sitting in the show home, and the best view into the show home is up on the roof, so up to the roof I go. I find it hard to see inside the windows cause he has ALL the lights off, and I have to go by the light of the TV. Looking at the time I see that it is a couple minutes before another officer will be calling him for an hourly check in. Once I see Smeghead jump up, I know two things, a) he was laying down, and b) he just received the phone call. After watching Smeghead lay back down and actually pull his jacket up over his shoulder I call the officer that called him. I am informed that Smeghead sounded sleepy and it took 6 rings for him to answer. I decide to stay for an hour to see what he does. For 54 mins Smeghead lays down and does not move. Once the next hourly check in happens, I decide to call Smeghead myself. I ask him how things are on site and he replies quiet. I then ask him if he's doubled up on his patrols as I asked him, and his reply is yes. Then I ask when his last patrol was done, and he actually says 20 mins ago. Now I remind him of a theft that happened the weekend prior, and ask if all the doors are secure, including the office door in the parkade, and he says he locked everything up. I then ask if he'd meet me at the entrance gate. BUSTED!!!

Well he is going to be reprimanded for lying to me. Not to mention that a few days after this happened a sprinkler head broke and he forgot to report it. I don't know how you can forget something like that, but I guess he can. Thankfully contractors earlier that day had shut off the main valve so only the water that was in the pipes came out, but it could of been soooo much worse.

On the bright side we've hired another officer, and she's cool. She so far seems to have common sense and a head on her shoulders. Not to mention she makes the uniform look good! And you can't really not like someone who thinks she should go to an adult store and pick up either a sexy security officer uniform or a school girl outfit and come back and tease me.

Anyhow we did get our gas back about a month ago, only was out for FOUR weeks. When I asked the landlord what the problem was, I was told that it was because there was confusion about our account. I nominate that as the understatement of the year award.

I've got a new system, and after a few tries got everything working smoothly. AMD 3300+, Nvidia 6600 video card, 1 gig RAM and new motherboard. Now I need to get a new hard drive to take advantage of the SATA.

Anyhow nothing else is coming to mind to write, so I will let you all go.

15 Days and counting

2006-07-28T11:03:00.000-07:00

That's counting up, not down. It's how many days we've gone without gas. Now kiddies that means no fucking hot water. I've been told that cold showers are good for the soul, but they are fucking painful! Now there are reasons for this, however none of them apply to me or my roommate. However we get punished for some company dumbass fucking up. And of course since the bill is now in the landowners name, Enmax and ATCO don't say shit to me cause of privacy laws. However I will admit Enmax has been more helpful.

Now due to not being able to have hot showers (personally I would prefer a bath, but no tub means no bath) has had noticeable effects on me. I've noticed my temper has skyrocketed, and the fuse to the bomb has become exceptionally shorter. Thankfully I've been able to direct most of my temper to the management company who is responsible for this shit hole, and the gas companies. Unfortunately not all has been directed properly, and my poor keyboard has taken several hits. However as you can see still works perfectly fine, with the exception that one ALT key is missing a corner.

Physically, my shoulder is killing me these last 2 days. And I can't even stand in the shower and let hot water run over it which usually works really well. Oh well T3's will have to do the trick of hiding the pain, they did last night.

On the brighter side of the moon, I've been doing pretty well for myself on online poker. Of course no credit agency in their right mind will give me a credit card (which I am thankful for) is only play money. I've started hopping into tournaments, and have surprised myself. I think I have done about 10 tournaments and won 2 of them. A couple others I have placed in the top 5. The latest one was just a few hours ago, 39 people in tournament and I got all the chips. And no I don't share as I am a greedy bastard. If anyone cares to join in, I play at www.truepoker.com. Its free to join and to play.

Anyhow I am off to brave another shower, wish me luck. Also for any who are curious, Zeus is doing very well. He doesn't seem to miss his manhood, however he doesn't meow as much anymore, but I'll count that as a blessing. He's still cute as hell and a big suck up.

Choppy Choppy

2006-07-24T15:54:00.000-07:00

Well Zeus is now a lesser man. Surprisingly he's well behaved when I try to put him in the carrier. He goes in without any fuss. However during the car ride there he verbally complained. Probably thinking "what the fuck did I do wrong? First I get locked in a room all damn night, now you take me to the bitch that stuck a needle in me last time?"

I just picked him up and he hasn't said a single damn word to me. Sure he's affectionate and happy to be home, but being quiet is definitely not a word I would use to describe him. I've caught him a couple times already trying to lick what isn't there anymore.

But come to think of it, how would I react if I woke up and found out they were gone. I don't think I would exactly want to have a conversation with anyone. However I still wouldn't be quiet, In fact there would probably be a few broken ear drums within a mile radius.

Anyhow, I just had a weekend of game, and I am now gamed out. Also it didn't help that for some damn reason I couldn't sleep. 10 hours in 4 days, one point I was up for 42 hours. I tried to sleep a couple times with no success. But about game, Vampire is going well, just wish I had some sort of a future planned for my character. I've got long-term plans, but no short term, nothing leading up to those long term plans. Guess I'll just have to see where each session leads me to.

Now D&D is going pretty good. I am enjoying it, however I will admit that fighting things that nearly bury us in our graves every other fight is getting painful. And to top it all off there is no way to sell our booty. We find something valuable, but not something anyone can use, then we are almost forced to leave it behind. Fortunately we don't find a lot of useful items that would make a king drool (besides his stupidity that is). We do find some but not hordes of treasure, which is just as well. Now if only we can get these damn collars off.

Tom is also running a Sundered World of his own making, based on the World of Darkness. Yesterday was our second session of it, and it was fun. In this I am playing the only current werewolf, actually I am the only non-vampire. However there is another couple that will probably join us, and they seem interested in playing a mage and a werewolf. This looks like it could be an interesting world to play in. Based on the mid 1800's in America, we go around and search for artifacts, treasure, solve problems and kill demons. In a normal World of Darkness its about 80% social playing, and 20% fighting. However I would guess this game is going to be closer to the 50% each mark. I hope this game doesn't just evaporate into mid air and it continues in the direction it is so far leading us too. Now if only we can get Rimmy moved here to Calgary so he can join us. That would complete that group. Hint hint...

Ghost Story

2006-06-25T17:36:00.000-07:00

Since I just read fellow bloggers blog, he mentioned of a ghost on the second floor of his building, and that brought on the memory of my old site. I have heard quite a few stories of ghosts in the office towers of this site, but never really experienced much myself. However I will post some of the stories I heard and semi-experienced.

When I first started hearing the ghost stories, my favorite past time was informing the newer officers of the nightly inhabitants in the building. Well one night, one of my officers asked to meet up with the rest of us after he had just finished one of his 2 tower patrols. He wanted to know who the hell was following him throughout the tower. Well we all told him where we were, I myself was patrolling the mall, and the other officer was doing one of her 2 towers. Well he informed us that everytime he went into a stairwell to go down to the next floor, someone, or something, would slam one of the stairwell doors on one of the floors above him. Now if I remember correctly this isn't an easy task, since they all have those automatic closers on them, and it does make them close, but slowly. He also stated that on a few floors he got to hear doors opening and closing on the floor that he was currently patrolling, and there wasn't any employees around.

Now we all found this interesting, if not funny, but he was quite pissed, and didn't want to do his other tower. So I went with him on the other tower. Well he was as jumpy as a cat in a room full of rocking chairs I'll tell ya. And oh boy did I have fun with this. I had so much fun with this guy that I think I took about 10 years off his life. For instance, while patrolling, I decided to take my time looking into a closet. When he finally asked me what I was doing, I told him that if we were in a horror movies that this would be the time that a cat would jump out at us. I proceeded to make a loud meowing sound and jumped at him, and he hit the floor he jumped so hard. Hell I even sneezed one time and he nearly bolted. However there were 2 things I couldn't quite put my finger on that annoyed me. One floor the lights would NOT turn on. I flicked on all the switches, and nothing. I asked control if they were currently having problems and none of course. So I did what everyone else would do, left it for the other guy. After all I am the supervisor, he's the one supposed to do it. LOL. And the other thing was that while we were patrolling one floor, we both heard keys jingling. Now I realized that he had his set of keys in his hand and it wasn't him, and my keys were on my belt, with silencers wrapped around them, so it wasn't me either. Not to mention that the sound came from behind us. After we confirmed what we heard, we quickly finished that floor and went on to the next.

Now the other officer was getting a bit nervous about after hearing the stories, but as a good soldier, she went on and did her duty. Well the other guy and I decided to have some fun. I radioed her and asked her what floor she was on, and how much longer she would be. She informed me that she was such and such floor and would be a bit. So the other guy and I went 2 floors below her and went into the men's' washroom stood on the toilets and closed the doors. And we waited, and we waited. Finally the bathroom door opened, and she proceeded to open my stall door. Well just my luck it didn't open easily, and thinking that the door was locked she took a look through the crack on the side and saw 'someone' standing there. As she was about to call for assistance, she realized it was one of our uniforms and proceeded to verbally assault us, not that we cared, we were laughing to damn hard.

Before that shift was over the 2 of them tried to get me back, emphasis on tried. I got radioed to a certain location and was asked to meet them there, as they said they found the culprit. So I went up there and one of them met me at the elevator. I noticed that he wasn't wearing the sweater he usually wore, but didn't question it. So he led me to the room where the 'culprit' was hiding. I looked in and saw something floating at the end of the room. I went up and popped the balloon that they put the guys sweater on. They weren't impressed.

Other stories were fairly interesting as well. One controller informed me that one time when he was an officer, he hopped into an elevator. As the doors were closing the doors on the elevator opposite of him were opening up. In all these elevators they are mostly mirrors inside so he could see his reflection in the elevator opposite of him. His reflection had an evil smile on its face, and he said he was NOT smiling.

Another story was told to me by a few of the controllers, as they had all been there for years. Apparently this one officer came back to P1 (area where control is and security office) and was literally white as a ghost. He said that he heard someone singing. He had searched the entire floor and found nothing, and no source for the singing. So a couple of the other officers went and investigated. They didn't hear any singing, and had also checked for someone leaving a radio on, and nothing. No reason for any singing. Apparently this officer left very shortly thereafter.

Another officer told me what he had seen since he'd been there. Now I'll also add that he told me that he grew up in a building where there had been ghosts and they never really bothered him nor scared him. He stated that one night while patrolling one of his towers he saw a lady on the floor. He went to go and greet her and find out why she was there at such a late hour. When he finally caught up to her, he noticed that she wasn't walking. In fact she didn't have feet to walk on! He followed her for a bit more (not exactly what I would do) and she went up to one of the windows to the outside. This is where she stopped and turned around and looked right at him, and proceeded to jump through the window. All he said he did was wave bye and proceed with his patrol.

Another fun story was the one of the floating arm that would go around and knock on doors and walls within the tower. Some people (none that I know however) would report hearing knocking following them through the building. I did hear the basis of this story. Apparently some years ago, an electrician had fried his entire arm while working in the building. However the controller working at the time of the incident told me that the electrician had left with his arm intact, severely burned, but intact. However I was informed that during the building of the TD Squares towers, a contractor had fallen down the elevator shaft to his death. Maybe he was the one slamming the doors, who knows. I do know however that the officer reporting the door slamming was a very good story teller, and I really don't believe his story, but he was very jumpy so maybe his report wasn't falsified.

Now I will say there is one part of the Lancaster building that I never ever cared to patrol. This floor would scare the crap out of me. No basis for it, but I would hate going to this floor most of the time. The 8th floor, damn I hated that. For the longest time this floors lights would NEVER work, EVER. Every time I would go into the bathrooms to patrol, I would expect something to jump out at me. Also, for the longest time it was empty and looked like it hadn't been cleaned since the 1950's. I wasn't the only one that hated that floor, most everyone that patrolled it got a creepy feeling there. Now it has been cleaned up and is in use, and I still felt creeped out patrolling that floor. Not to mention that one day an employee had reported one day that all her pictures were turned upside down, and her desk messed up. They stated it was her ex, but I don't believe that. Also an employee decided to have fun with others and before he left one night taped an area on the rug as though a body had died there. Lucky me, was doing the patrol that night and found such prank.

Anyhow that's it for my ghost stories. If I think of anymore I'll let you know.

I got bored

2006-06-03T12:32:00.000-07:00

That's my reason and I'm sticking to it. Fictional Correspondant informed me a couple weeks ago that he was thinking of shaving his head. Now I found this weird for a couple reasons. a) he's received threats on his life in the past if he ever cut his hair, as its very long and b) I was thinking the same thing myself.

Now today I got bored, and well you can all pretty much guess what I decided to do. I've done it before and I know it doesn't look half bad on me, so had no problems with doing it again. Can't wait to see my bosses face next time I see him. Think I'll tell him I just wanted to see what I will look like when I get to his age, that should get his blood pressure up a few notches. Mostly cause he won't have a come back for it.

Anyhow work is the same, not that it changes much. However things will be changing sometime soon. Turns out they will want security there 24/7 once they have residents moving in, which should happen within the next month (or so they say). This means I will be moving to the day shift. Also means that since the other day person can only work Saturdays and Sundays that I will actually have a security job that is Monday to Friday. However the shifts will still be 12 hours long. So if I live to see the first pay cheque from such a schedule, I will be happy.....er.

Gravedigger left the company a couple weeks ago. Apparently he found the job boring. He decided to go back to Interclown. LOL they've already started screwing with his schedule. Oh well his decision, and my boss has informed me that if Gravedigger wants back he can come back.

Last weekend I attended Running with Sissors's birthday party, and had a good time. I was a big sore due to the fact that my neck has been stiff for over a week now, and that night was bad for me. I did however get to experience hearing Fictional sing Kareoke. He received a standing ovation, and it was well deserved. Man can he sing. I've gone to Kareoke before, and I've noticed that at least once in the night, a female will sing Black Velvet. Now in my humble opinion it is a good song, and sang well a great song. However this night the person that sang it absolutely killed it. If it was Mortal Kombat, I would of heard a voice say "Overkill!" At least I think that's one of the things that is said. :D I think I could of done a better job, and I'm tone deaf.

Anyhow, my friend KD will be coming to Calgary on June 9th. This is a good thing, she's actually getting away from her asshole hubby for a few days. It'll be good to see her again, she's one person that can usually make me smile and laugh.

I've decided to cut Zeus's nuts off. That little bastard just doesn't want to stop pissing throughout the house. I called around to Vet's to get a cost on it, and well I think I will have to sell them my first born. One place was over $160, another was $85. Most though ran around the $115 mark. However he will have to get his shots first. I heard of a company that offers financial aid for people that cant afford such things, and I called and asked them to mail me an application form. However its not guaranteed that removing his nuts will stop him from this, they say it could also be a bladder infection or a behavior problem. Great just what I need a cat that enjoys pissing me off. If it does come to that, then I will be forced to find him a new home. I really don't want to do this as he is absolutely adorable and I love him dearly (even when he's pissed me off). I pray that the neutering fixes the problem. One lady even told me its advisable to have one more litter box than you have cats. Such as if you have 2 cats, you have 3 litter boxes. Like hell I'm going to have 4 litter boxes in this place! Barely have room for the 2 we have.

Anyhow enough BS for one day. I just want you all to know one thing. I'm GREAT in bed..... I can sleep for hours!

Do you own a weedwacker? - No - Then you're GAY!

2006-04-13T10:10:00.000-07:00

Ok I know I haven't posted anything in awhile, but thats because I live a boring life. So deal with it.

I now live with a roomate, Fictional Correspondant, and things are going great. Like he posted, my one cat has decided that going piss in the litter box is above him now. Although LATELY its getting less and less, and I hope he continues this improvement. He really is the most adorable cat alive, and its the ONLY reason he is still alive I beleive.

Work is just as entertaining as ever, I sit and do almost nothing. Well watching TV is considered something, so like I said almost nothing. The head people at the site decided that $500 a month was to expensive for a trailer and they decided to get rid of it and place the offices for the construction people in the parkade. This is all fine and good for them, but they also figured we would be down there as well. WRONG! We have to have some visual of the site all night as we are the only ones there for about 12 hours, can't see shit when surounded by atleast a foot of concrete on all sides, not to mention that I wouldn't hear a thing going on outside. Also, have you ever tried using a cell phone underground with that much concrete around you? It ain't gonna happen. I also gave them the senerio of the building starting on fire, I wouldn't know until I went for a patrol, or when I started frying. So I said I would be more than happy to sit in my car for my entire shift, and I would be, but I want to be paid for gas for running my car for 12 hours. Apparently they didn't like that idea any better. So they gave us the key to the showhome.

Now we're talking about workin in style man! There is a big screen plasma TV and satelitte system in there. Comfy couch and a lot of open space. Also when you open the blinds, you have a great view of the construction area, so I can see what the hell is going on.

I learned a valuable leason just over a week ago. When you owe a company money, say a credit card type company, and you haven't given them money in about 6 months. DO NOT, I repeat do not answer any calls in which you do not know the number. And if you do answer the phone, lie your ass off and be someone else. However the bastards caught me unaware and Future Shop wanted their money. They offered me a deal to pay what I owed with pretty much cutting the interest charges off saving me about $700 if I paid within 2 weeks. However I am only rich in name and not bank account and didn't have even $10 to give them at the time. I tried for a consulidation loan, and although they bank said they have no doubt that I would be able to make the monthly payments, that they weren't going to help me out. So I was forced to go to my finacial superhero's who were able to drag me out of the mess. Atleast they won't charge me 27% interest.

Anyhow to end this off, I am going to give you all a list of Rules of Combat:

1. If the enemy is in range, so are you.
2. Incoming fire has the right of way.
3. Don't look conspicuous: it draws fire.
4. The easy way is always mined.
5. Try to look unimportant, they may be low on ammo.
6. Professionals are predictable, it's the amateurs that are dangerous.
7. The enemy invariably attacks on one of two occasions:
a.) When you're ready for them and,
b.) When you're not ready for them.
8. Teamwork is essential; it gives the enemy someone else to shoot at.
9. If you can't remember, the claymore is pointed at you.
10. If your attack is going well, you have walked into an ambush.
11. Don't draw fire, it irritates the people around you.
12. The only thing more accurate than incoming enemy fire is incoming friendly fire.
13. When the pin is pulled, Mr. Gernade is not our friend.
14. If it's stupid but works, it isn't stupid. (this works for ALL situations)
15. When in doubt empty the magazine.
16. Never share a foxhole with anyone braver than yourself.
17. Anything you do can get you shot, including doing nothing at all.
18. Make it too tough for the enemy to get in and you can't get out.
19. Mines are equal oppurtunity weapons.
20. A purple Heart just proves that were you smart enough to think of a plan, stupid enough to try it, and lucky enough to survive.
21. Don't ever be the first, don't ever be the last and don't ever volunteer to do anything.
22. The quartermaster has only two sizes: too large and too small.
23. A five second fuse will only last for three seconds.
24. it is generally inadvisable to eject directly over the area you just bombed.

About freakin time!!!

2006-01-19T13:10:00.000-08:00

Howdy boys and girls, guess what.... I'M BACK!!!!! yippeeee got the internet back. So most of you are probably thinking great he's finally paid the cable company and got his internet back, nope havent been able to give them a freakin cent, most of my money has gone to booze and women. Usually the women take my booze and leave since my wallet is then empty. I have gone to Telus, and its alright, as long as you dont want to download anything in a hurry.

Anyhow christmas and new years sucked, but thats ok. I got to work new years and got paid good money for it. But thats all that I've been doing lately is going to work. Exciting life I life isn't it. Even work hasn't been exciting, just one person sneaking on site and a couple kids throwing rocks is the only thing exciting since I've been there.

However I got this strange phone call last week. This person asked me if I am still looking for a roomate (which I have been keeping my eyes and ears open for). My good friend T.O. told me he wants to move back to Calgary and would like a roomate which is cool. He is one of the few that can handle living with me :) So lately its been looking through the internet for availability and price ranges that are out there. Still a bit to early to call most places as they are looking for people to move in for Feb 1st and we are looking to find a place for March 1st. Price range is up to $800 a month including utilities, so if anyone knows of a place in Calgary within that price range feel free to leave a comment.

As for D&D things have been a bit hectic lately. We were playing Gestault characters and things got out of hand once we got to be high level. The DM told us that he has to put us against some pretty hard hitting things to be able to do any damage to us. However the thing is we don't need to fight the hardest thing every session, sometimes haveing a session where we mop the floor with our enemies blood is pretty fun as well, don't need to be gathering our intestines every session, or risk death every session. If that's the case no one would become an adventurer as no one would know what one is if none of them came back alive to tell their tales of fun and forturne. So I voted that we take our current level 19+ characters and burn them and start new. However if I knew that starting new ment having some barely above average characters well I may of voted different and told the DM to suck it up, lol. Oh well.

Anyhow as things stand my life is just as normal as it always has been, and for you that know me that is one scary thought. Have fun y'all.

NO INTERNET!!!

2005-11-18T18:13:00.000-08:00

Well its been a while since I have been able to post anything. No I have not neglected you all (what few actually read this that is), I have however neglected to pay my Shaw bill. Well surprisingly they don't like this and decided to cut me off (communist bastards). Anyhow life goes on, and so do the bills. Things however have been like.... well how do I put this.... somewhat like how a baby treats a diaper. :) Well maybe not that bad, but its been interesting. A.Q. thought it would be best if we were just friends, and thats fine, not forcing anyone to do anything they don't feel right doing. However I will be seeing her in person in just over an hour.

Yep, I am in BC! Thats how I am able to get word out to y'all. My parents 40th wedding aniversary is on Sunday, and I was able to fix the schedule to get some days off.

40 YEARS!!! Damn now days its time to celebrate if a couple remained married for 40 days, or even 40 months, but an entire 40 years? Unheard of with the divorce rate now days. Can anyone figure out why the divorce rate is so damn high? Is it because people rush into things so fast nowdays, or because its no big deal if someone doesn't respect the vow they took? Maybe because getting divorced is not a big deal to today's society.

I know when I grew up is a somewhat small town, all my friends' parents were still together, so I didn't really know or see to many single parents, or divorced parents. Either that or I just didn't take notice, but I think most of my friends had both parents there. It wasn't until much later on when I got a licence and started to make friends in a nearby city that I didn't have my eyes opened up to sad reality. I found friends who were adopted, or had a single parent family. My thoughts and feelings about my friends didn't change, they are cool people and still are, but it did make me realize that some people did not know their parents for most of their lives. I was surprised that my family was becoming the un-normal type, they were staying together.

Anyhow either be by luck, or divine intervention, congratulations mom and dad, may you have many more aniversaries for us to get together and celebrate.

Lets try starting with doing something different

2005-10-15T05:15:00.000-07:00

Well the last couple days have been exciting and very busy. With work, we just started another site and its long term and will support me for a few years. The shifts are 12 hours long each, so that works out to be a 4 days on then 4 days off rotation between 2 officers. 4 IN A ROW? DOES THAT INCLUDE ME??? Now the fun part is, my boss wants me to take care of the security department at work, another bonus. Means I have say on who the hell works there!

However that has been only a small part on the good that has been happening in the last couple days. As I mentioned in my last post, my friend K.D. had been talking to a friend of her's about me. While the last couple days A.Q. and I have been talking up a storm. And I admit here that I think she is wonderful. Even after hearing about some of my dirty secrets (thanks a lot for putting me on the spot there K.D.! You know I will release my revenge for that) she still likes me. However there is one question I would like to ask you A.Q. Would you like to make the relationship official? Yes I am asking you to be my girlfriend. There now EVERYONE can see it.

So much for that one

2005-10-13T04:02:00.000-07:00

It's been awhile since I've last posted and I know you are all DYING to know how things have been going for me. In my last post I mentioned about a certain someone I was hoping to start a relationship with. While things went the way they normally go when it comes to me in the department, down the stinkin gutter. LOL. Am I suprised? nope not at all. However the extremely weird thing that had a part in it not working, is the fact that she beleives I am a player!

ME A PLAYER!

Now that is the first time I've ever been called that. In fact I mentioned that to an ex-girlfriend of mine, Anti-christ, and well she responded by asking if it is alright if she laughs at it. Go ahead, I did.

There are several other factors that I can't even begin to imagine to sort out, and well fuck it. The way I see it now is that she doesn't know what she wants, and maybe she doesn't want to drag me down with her. Anyhow it ends before it starts. But hey thats alright, can't win them all can we? (just would like to win atleast once damn it!)

Am I bitter about this? Strangely not really. The few relationships I had, have all ended for less than common terms, with the exception of one that we all seem to love to hate. Bloody whore. There was the one that broke it off cause I wasn't giving her enough sex (now if she could of gotten me hard, maybe she would of gotten more). Then there was the one that never spoke a word of truth, man she should become a writer she has the imagination. There was the one that I left due to the fact that she couldn't keep her damn pants on (with other men that is). But that was not normal in itself. After sometime I remember a conversation that her and I had at one time. She informed me that she NEVER breaks it off with a guy, that she will go out and do things that will make HIM break it off with HER. She knew me well enough that I am one stubborn bastard.

Now for something else that was kinda weird that happened. I just got home from work less than an hour ago and checked my email. I have received a letter from someone out from Kelowna BC. Apparently my good friend K.D. (yes I know her last inital is officially H, but since I think her husband is wife beating waste of good air, I will use her maiden inital) has been talking about me to some other girl. Do I mind? Hell no! Apparently she's been saying good things. What does scare me is that K.D. knows a hell of a lot about me. I do trust K.D. not to send some axe wielding crazy person in my direction however, so in the least I'll make a new friend hopefully.

Now if anyone that doesn't know me reads this, they may of been offended by the fact that I gave my ex-gf the nickname Anti-christ. If you are one of those people, let me explain.

I REALLY DON'T CARE!

She knows what her name is now, and in fact she likes it, and lives by it. Her and I are friends (took her a few years to even admit going out with me however) and she has recently spawned and married. Her child is really cute amazingly enough, maybe a mix up in the hospital is my guess..... gotcha

However there has been an unfortunate incident earlier this week. One of my aunts past away. I would say a few good things about her here, unfortunately I can't. Not saying that there isn't anything good to say, just that I hadn't seen her for about 15 years. I can't say I'll miss her, but her parture is felt, and I pray for all my family that they have the strength to carry on. I may not know many of you, but I love you all, even if it is in my weird, sadistic ways :)

Look out for the Scammers!!!

2005-09-22T04:06:00.000-07:00

Most of us have probably heard about them, if not, then you probably still haven't learned what the internet is and not reading this anyways. SCAM ARTISTS! They are out there, I know I have two that I am aware of on my yahoo messenger.

The major one that I guess you could say came somewhat close to getting me, but since I don't trust people when it comes to money usually (not after a friend took me for $1600 anyways) I am laughing at this person. I'd say girl, but that is questionable. I met Anita Martins in a chat room at the begining of September. Well I was not convinced from day 1. Her story went somewhat like this. She met a guy online and immediately fell in love with him and bought a ticket to Nigeria to meet him. On the day that she met him, he apparently stole all her money and her jewelery and disappeared. Now the hotel where she is staying at has taken her return plane ticket until she pays her bill which increases everyday that she is there being held hostage.

Well I told her to go to the police, and she replied that they aren't letter her leave the hotel (weird way of trying to get the person to get the money to pay you I'd say). So to that I tell her to call the police and have them come to her, which she says she's not allowed to use the phone (however is allowed internet access for some reason). She then asks me if I can Western Union her the money for her hotel room, which is just under $300 now. If I do so then she'll come see me here in Canada and promises that I won't be sorry. Damn right I'd be sorry, I got someone already and I am happy with her thank you very much. Besides I don't have $300 just laying around to send to people half away across the planet that I just started chatting with.

So after a little under a week, she tells me she had done a modelling job and made $1800 out of it (it occurs to me later, if she's not allowed to leave, then how did she find out about the modelling job, and how did she get away to do the job?). However she has apparently ran into another problem. The company paid her in money orders and she can't cash them. (do banks in Lagos not have ANY customer service?). She asks me if I would cash them for her and Western Union the money back to her. Well I am trying to help without getting caught up in having to do anything with my bank account or my name on anything, so I suggest that she contacts the company that she did the job for and tell them that she can't use the form of payment given to her, and ask for another form as in have THEM wire the money to her, or send her a normal cheque. To this she replies that she tried that and they told her that this is the only way that they pay people (never heard of a company that does that ever, money orders cost money). Finally I give in and give her my mailing address so that she can send them. After all I am aware that money orders are as good as cash anyhow, and I really didn't beleive that she would end up sending them.

So last monday as I check the mail, there is a letter to me (no return address). When I open it up I find two money orders for $900 each with my name on them (one of many warning bells go off, why is MY name on them and not hers?). I talked to a friend online and informs me that it could be a scam, that he heard of a few coming from Nigeria. So I call the bank and ask them some questions about these two money orders. The only thing that they really told me was that since the money orders were from out of the country that there would probably be a 30 day waiting period on them. After I ask the lady on the phone, is there a way I can have the money placed aside until such time as they do clear and are validated, and she just repeated herself about the 30 day, not a good enough guarantee if you ask me.

So I call the CPS. The lady pretty much right away said not to cash them, lol. She couldn't tell me if these were fake, but it is better to be on the safe side and not cash them. She really didn't have any information about scams going on at the present but she also did mention that they usually only hear about the negative side of these things. Apparently people don't report these things if they are ligitement, only after they've been scammed, wonder why that is. She did give me a number to Phone Busters who deal with phone and internet scams.

Now they were closed by the time I got the number so I had to wait the next day to contact them. So I am checking out their website for any recent news that may show that this is a scam or not. And there it was, it was in normal print, but it might as well been in big neon letters... ROMANCE SCAMS.

Well I read the story on it, and low and behold some lady is testifying that this gentleman that she fell for sent her two money orders for $900 each. Well that was pretty much what gave it away for me. I also found out about a yahoo group called Romancescams. After reading a couple of the stories there are other things that point out that this was a scam pointed at me, such as being held hostage by a hotel until the bill is paid. After going through the pictures of scammers that they have on the groups site, I find the same pictures of Anita, lol. However that time she used the name Jenny. The next day I called up Phone Busters and reported my claim.

Anita still doesn't know that I am aware of the scam, hell she doesn't even know that I received the money orders yet. Currently I am trying to think of a way to make her sweat a bit, maybe a heart attack will occur and the person will fall over dead. I have yet to go to the CPS and give them the information I have about this, but I will do that soon.

There is another person that is promising to make me happy if I help her out as well. *sigh* Her name is Tracy Johnson and lives in London England if I remember correctly. I've barely paid attention to what she has had to tell me. But apparently her father died in New Orleans when they were hit by the hurricane. Her father had a fairly large debtor here in the city and she is going to be coming here to collect the debt. Now comes to the part that she needs my help. Apparently she needs money to clear some bills before leaving, I simply tell her to pay them then leave. Since she is apparently flat broke, she asks me for my mailing address so that this lawyer here in the city can send me a check for what she is going to get. I am then supposed to cash this check and Western Union some of it to her. For helping her she offers me 10% of what it is worth and she will make me happy as well.

I simply tell her that it would be easier if this lawyer just wired the money directly to her. She tries to tell me that she needs to get it fast though and I should take the check. Not seeing any logic in this whatsoever, I tell her not only will it be easier, it would also be faster if the money went directly to her from this lawyer. She basically ignores me and starts asking for my mailing address (which I do not give) and my full name. I really start zoning out at this point as she starts telling me that she is going to be leaving her boyfriend and she doesn't want him to know about the money. Once again I don't see what the fucking hell that has to do with having me receive the check and not sending it straight to her. I think she's realized that I am not going to give in as she has barely tried to contact me much since this conversation anyways. Oh yeah, the money that she is getting is apparently very large, as in six figures.

So here I sit now with two money order on my desk for $900 each. (usually they are bought with stolen credit cards for about $20 and then washed and reprinted for amounts ranging between $750 and $950) However they aren't worth the money used to pay for the ink that is on them. From what I have read so far, generally all these scammers are in Nigeria, so hopefully that is a warning to everyone out there, and I do hope I have saved someone from losing ALOT of money to one of these freaks.

Another scam that I have heard that is going on is the person will inform you that they purchased something online and can not receive their purchase. Since most companies don't like to mail items bought online to Nigeria due to the extremely high amounts of frauds going on there, this part is probably very true. So what the person will ask you do to to help them, is to let the person mail their purchase to you, (sometimes they don't even ask you, and just do it, hoping you will mail it to them out of guilt) and then you mail the package to them. Once the company finds out that the items were purchased with a stolen credit card, guess who they go to. Thats right you, and you are the one that has to pay for the item, unless you can get the scam artist to confess to it and pay for it themselves (sorry I beleive my ex fiance will gain morals before they will do that).

So there you go folks, keep your eyes open. I got lucky and didn't lose any money out of the scam, but apparently hundreds of people have and lost thousands of dollars.

God loves me, everyone else thinks I'm a....... nice guy?

2005-09-08T03:51:00.000-07:00

Have I always beleived this? Now I would have to say no, not always. However even when I didn't think of God he always took care of me. I look back as growing up, and although it wasn't easy (just like everyone else) my life was good. Sure there were times when I cursed Him and wondered why He hated me so much to do that to me. But now I know, He was doing it to make me who I am today. I am a good person (mostly). I have heard stories of people saying such things as if God loved us soooo much why does he let murderers do what they do, and terrorist and all the bad things happen. And I admit these things have crossed my mind from time to time as well, we are after all human, and its human nature to question EVERYTHING. But to give something to someone just because they want it, doesn't necessarily mean they deserve it. We have kicked God out of our lives, and then blame him when we don't get what we want. (This is stated generally, not everyone does it) I feel that we have hurt him greatly by our actions, and he wants our love, not worship, but our love. If you told your father that you don't love him and you ignored him for the majority of your life, how do you think he would feel? How would you feel if your children did the same to you? What would you do to get your children to love you again?

Tonight on my way home I listened to a bit of a radio talk show that is on every night called Coast to Coast AM (see link to the right). Tonight they had someone on that claims he is a Knight Templar, and they were talking about the Holy Grail. He had stated something along the lines that the reason we seek such holy artifacts is that we want to see God, and to be enlightened. Why do we have to know something exsists before we can beleive in it? If I suddenly did not beleive in my exsistance would I disappear? What if I did not beleive in your exsistance, would you then disappear? (If it did, I know a few that I could sudden disbeleive) No I would rather love Him because I have faith in him, not because I know he's there, and I think He wants it that way. What greater faith can you show then to love someone that you haven't met as of yet?

Now most people beleive that miracles do not exsist in today's day and age. Well they must walk around with their eyes, ears and hearts turned off, its everywhere. But you have to look for them to see them as they are. They are the simple things that most do not reconize. Such as the warmth you feel when someone you care about tells you they feel the same. How about the feeling a father feels the first time he lays eyes on his newborn child? What about the mother? I myself have felt even greater miracles in my life, and I feel bless for the fact that I saw them as they were, miracles.

When I was young, about 10 years old I think, I was laying in bed trying to sleep. Now this could of been one of those half awake, half asleep things and a childs imagination running wild, but I like to think different. (If you don't like the way I think check out this website www.I_really_do_not_care.com) 20 years later I still remember this 'talk' I had. There were two distinctive voices (voices is a bad term, since they were more like thoughts) I had in my head. I felt nothing but caring comeing from them, and they told me that they would always look after me. After that I felt good and fell asleep. Now fast forward to 1997 (I am 23). If I remember it correctly it was November. My girlfriend at the time had just confessed to cheating on me (the first time) as we lay in bed and handed me back the engagement ring. I turned my back to her for awhile, and then told her I forgive her. I knew imediately where I received the strength to forgive her from. I told her that I wanted to go to church with her the next Sunday so I may say thanks. (I'll give my opinion on churches later on) This girlfriend I had at the time was a very good test of my patience and love. The following spring I had another thing happen to me. She had started hanging out with a guy from her past that I knew she always had a crush on. When she started staying out till 3 or 4am and leaving me to babysit I left. The entire next day I felt like everything was going to hell in a hand basket. Then later that evening there was a clear voice in my head. This voice was not like the ones in my childhood and I remember almost exactly what it said. Now before I get ahead, I should state I did stop by her place to talk to her before the voice, and this guy was there with her. Now as I drove off the voice told me to go back, but do not drive by the house and to park around the corner. It told me to sneak to the back and look into the window and I will be shown something that I will not like. I think this voice was the devil talking to me. (I don't think God would want me to sneak or to peep as such) I knew I shouldn't do it, but my curiosity got the better of me and I did do it. (yes she is aware of what I did, I told her) When I looked in the window I saw something I definately did not like. There she was stradling his lap on the hide-a-bed, both were dressed thankfully. Well I was in tears and went to the door and tried to talk to her, I was scooted away, told to come back tomorrow. I drove and for one of the first times I prayed. I prayed with all my heart. And I was answered, I felt that I would get what I wanted, which was to have her back. The next day we were back together. That was not the last time I felt His miracles at work. Early the next summer, once again we broke up, and for the same reasons as she seemed to want me for a babysitter for her partying and sleeping with other men. (As I have so often put it, I broke up with her due to her amnesia, she kept forgetting I was her boyfriend) That night once again I was heartbroken, and tears flowed freely from me as I drove around. I prayed again that night, not to get her back, but for a release from the pain. And what happened was nothing short of a full miracle. I felt my heart mended in a heartbeat, even less time. I felt His hand reach into my heart and healed me of my pain. My whole body was filled with his love for me, and tears still flowed from my eyes, but because I knew then that He loves me and will always be there for me whenever I need him. (My eyes still get watery remembering the time)

Now I have been to church before, and do not go anymore. This is NOT because I do not beleive in God. I don't feel church is a necessity for a person to love God. The love between God and a person is a personal matter. When you love a human, do you have to go to a certain place once a week to prove it? Do you have to give to show that you love that person? No you do not. Why should it be different with God? When you do wrong against a loved one, do you go and tell someone else and they tell you what to do to make amends? No you go to that one person and tell them, and give them the chance to forgive you, as they are the one who has to forgive you. So why not appologize to God when you make a mistake? You can talk to him a lot more easily than talking to a man of the cloth. Just even think it if you are not sure to say it right. He knows what you mean and He knows your thoughts. I am not saying that you should never tell another person your wrong doings, it does help, but there is only one person that you really need to make amends with.

God has given us all gifts, and it takes a special person to know what those gifts are. I am still looking for all of mine, but I will find them all one day hopefully.

Now I am not normally the type of person that starts preaching like this, I think my friends with agree with that. So why have I decided to now? Well maybe its because I think I may of found love in my life again, atleast I am hoping so, we'll see how it goes. The confessions above I have told few, but they are true. I have always felt incomplete not sharing them with everyone, as though I was supposed to. So I hope this post gets around so everyone can see that I have indeed been touched by God.

Waste my ink you bastards!!!

2005-08-25T04:58:00.000-07:00

Now I am sure that all of us have received some junk e-mails in the past. If not just wait your time is coming. Now I really don't care if they are there or not, an easy click on the mouse button (several actually to get them ALL) and they go away, doesn't cost me anything except some of my precious time. However this is to all those bastards out there sending junk faxes. GO FUCK YOURSELVES YOU INK EATING PIGS! Do these people realize that its a waste of ink on my part, and costs them nothing. They must know, unless of course they have or currently work for a major security company in this country. I am currently looking for a repeat button on my fax machine so I can reply to their so curtious fax with that of my own. Say a sheet of black, over about 100 pages long. I think I would be nice enough to follow through with a letter stating that everytime they send me a fax, they'll get this again until such time they leave me alone. Now if I could only do that with my junk e-mails, having them automatically print as soon as they are received.

Now a friend of mine who is a security officer in BC has been keeping everyone up to date about the 'interesting' people that he has to work with there. Go here if you care to read his stories Mundanevania. Now he has lead me to beleive that some people give the impression that he's just making the stories up to entertain everyone. OHHHHH how I wish this was true. Since I have been working in the security field for over 3 years now, trust me when I say that true idiots do make it into security companies employee lists all to frequently. The great think about Alberta is that here, there is absofuckinglutely no training required to get into security. Thats right folks, those people watching your multi-million dollar buildings during the wee hours of the morning are mostly likely a dumbass. I'd consider you lucky if the officer on duty acutally knows how to lock a door or turn a light switch on or off. Now if you think I am kidding, here's a conversation between a building controller and a security officer showing up for his first shift.

Officer: "Hallo, I'm here to work" (in very strong east indian accent)

Controller: "Ummmm ok, what kind of work are you here to do?"

Officer: "I'm here to work"

Controller: "Ya ok, but what work are you here to do?"

Officer: "I'm here to work"

Controller: "Yes I get that, but what kind of work are you here to do?"

Officer: "Ohhhhhhhh! I am security"

At this time the controller radioed the shift supervisor down to deal with this guy. Shortly later the supervisor sent the officer home, and called the company to send someone who can speak english, as he is going to have to work with the public in a mall.

Now to gripe about how hard working these officers are. In the buildings I used to work at, there are black strips about 3 inches long and a little under an inch wide ALL over the place. These are diester strips. Officers are required to carry around black wands with them when the mall is closed and swipe a strip every time they come across one of them. (Of course when you start there they don't tell you WHERE they are, you have to come to that knowledge on your own) If you don't get enough hits in on a shift you are supposed to get into shit for it. (Thankfully the supervisors are just as much slackers as the rest of us) Now to show how idiotic some people are. There are a few places in the buildings where 2 or more strips are fairly close to each other. One place in particular they are about 5' from each other. Now the system is set up so you can not swipe the same strip twice in a row. (Bet you know where this is heading) This one brilliant person would make himself the envy of the staff by getting the highest amount of hits in a single shift. If I remember correctly he got over 600, when most at the time were lucky to get 150. However this person forgot that when a print up is done, as it is at the end of every shift, that it reports the strips number, location (if put into the database) and time of the swipe. Apparently he stood at that ONE spot for over 4 hours hitting just those 2 strips. He didn't last much longer

Now I might still be working at that same site, and with the same company if I didn't receive my lucky break and got removed from site. Apparently someone made a complaint about me to the Life Safety and Security Supervisor (a pretty name for someone who didn't do anything). Now what did I do that was so horrendous that someone would have to go to such a high ranking person to place the complaint? Apparently I didn't smile enough.

I'm sorry you fat cow for not smiling at you at that point in time, I must not of been imagining the anvil falling from the roof and landing on you. I will try harder next time. Bitch.

Actually, I don't know exactly what was complained about me since I never did get to see that letter, although I asked for a copy multiple times. All I was ever told was that I didn't smile enough and seemed unsure of my job. A date was in question, and I informed my employer what had happened on that day. They did some work on the computer system that day, and when I came on shift my password didn't give me access to program access cards. I imediately told my supervisor and was told that they would have to wait until Monday. This complainee requested a card on this day, and I guess she didn't like being told to wait.

My punishment for such a crime? A week suspension pending termination. Yep they expected me to wait at home for a week to hear "You're fired" Not me sorry. I used that time to work for the company I am at now. Now the great part about this is, the person that suspended me, did so without even receiving a copy of the complaint himself! Yep, you read it right, he suspended on word of mouth. Now after the week was done and I went back to the orfice, he did make the comment that this should of been handled on site. (as in someone point a finger at me and say "bad officer, no doughnut") And that he did have another site for me to work at. Two days later I gave my notice. I was good enough to give them two whole weeks. And I was good enough to give back my uniforms without urinating on them beforehand. Ain't I such a swell fellow!

"My ex fiance and I broke up over religious reasons.... She thought she was god, and I didn't"

Greetings and Salutations

2005-08-21T08:06:00.000-07:00

Well now, since most of my friends have blogs going I finally got down to starting one myself. I've usually been good for keeping my opionions to myself, however maybe after time that will all change and I will be able to set some fires under some butts, including my own. Any responces I get to my blogs I will take personally insult and injury to, and will retaliate in harsh ways, unless of course you pay me. I take cash, certified cheques and if it so suits me, sexual favors.