Well, I meant soon as in four days. I had a great weekend. Did not accomplish a thing, just the way I wanted. I guess I played hockey and volleyball. I did cheer and holler when Edmonton beat Vancouver on Saturday. But that's it, great hey? I felt so rested on Monday. Even today I still have a bunch of energy going. I usually don't get any energy until Friday, when I know that the weekend is almost here. It's going to be a good week I'm sure. I get to play squash tonight with Stacey and Annie. I miss that from school. I miss the games where I could get Jeff so worked up he'd want to smash is racquet and swear so loud that the people in the next building could here him. I miss the games with Mike where we'd go to set points in the last game of a best of seven match. I also miss my swimming. Yes, jumping in the pool at 6:30 in the morning sucked some days but it felt so good. I especially like the times where the sun would be rising as I swam, filling the windows. The water started to sparkle and I just want to swim that much harder. The higher the sun got, the faster I swam. The sun rises I saw lifeguarding in Nanton were even more spectacular. I'd be out on the deck alone early in the morning, the birds just starting to fly, the brand new air filling my lungs, and I would have to cover my mouth and turn away to keep from shouting with joy. I was on the verge of bursting with happiness, knowing that I still had the whole rest of the day to enjoy doing a job that I'd dreamed of doing since I was very small. I don't think I will be a 'lifeguard' again, but I think it was the best job I'll ever have...

Hey all! Well another week is complete. Well almost complete...what is it missing? Drunkfest?? uh no....girlfriend?? um...hockey?? Yeah that's it. My ride should be here in a few minutes (thanks Pete). I love this pick up hockey, keeping the skills sharp. Too bad the season is long over when I first come home. Oh well. Peace out, I'll write more soon! Life is good!

Ya know...this job can be so frustrating sometimes. I've been busting my but the last couple of days to make sure I'm ready for all of this testing to begin at the plant. And I thought they were ready too, but apparently not. Their idea of right away is next Tuesday. I don't want to sound selfish or anything, but let's think about me here. I'm a student, hired by them, paid by them, specializing on ONE job. My bosses are involved in all kinds of projects, that's why they hire students that can remain dedicated to one project and move it along. I don't have anywhere else to go! What am I supposed to do? Sit here and twiddle my thumbs for 5 days? I don't even need their help for the next couple of things I need to do at the plant, but the rules say I need an escort. Assign me the valet, the toilet bowl freshener, or even the guy who sharpens the pencils. All I need is a body with a clearance pass. After that the job is easy...and fun. I have to stick my suction orifice on a pair of nipples...in layman's terms. You know...maybe this job isn't so bad after all. And guys, 12" is nothing. Next week I stick my 12' tool down KW's stack, three of them. It's a foursome!! (I can already tell my friends are applying for this job for next year) Later people.

Question of the day: What is your favorite comic strip? I've been torn between "Foxtrot" and "Calvin and Hobbes".

One second...(long breath)...what a nice weekend. It was just what I needed. The OHL game was pretty good on Friday. Watched 5 fights and sat by 3 hot chicks. Saturday I bought a new webcam (this is the third now, and probably last). I also got my Montreal pictures developed at Costco. We played volleyball at Queen's again that night. Duncan came out this time too. And he got good! Said that he hadn't played since like grade 6 so he must have been a hell of a player in grade 6. Sunday was the best though. I went for a long walk around Kingston. I went down to the lake, saw the endless ice towards the south. I went downtown, ducking into stores when I got cold. Kevin and Chris made chicken burgers when I got home. Then, at 9:00 or so, Peter called me and said he'd be by soon to pick me up for hockey. He'd been in Ottawa all weekend and I didn't know if he'd be back in time. Hockey was great last night. I think my ping pong workouts are paying off. I'm starting to get back the speed that I once had, and the hands that I never had. Went out for a beer after the game, and a shot, and another beer. 'Twas a good night. I have no creative writing spark today whatsoever. I know this entry has been kinda bland and mellow, but that's how I feel right now. Like there is no excitement at all in my life at the moment. At least not for the next 8 hours. Later people.

Dmitri rocks! Yes, I messed up yesterday, yes, they were minor, but yes, they were freaking annoying problems to have to deal with. So I busted my ass last night working on damage control, knowing that it would go unnoticed, but hey, it had to be done. Then, out of no where Dmitri shows up this morning with my price quotes and other work and said "I really liked how you handled the situation". After I pinched myself to make sure I'm not dreaming, I felt awesome. We talked for a while. He let me know that these problems are frustrating but common and that it's okay. I felt like I was going to be fired yesterday. Well, not fired, but that I shouldn't be making these mistakes. They really weren't serious but for those that know me, I hate making even the stupidest mistake. I'll get 98% on a midterm exam and kick my ass for messing up the one question. Sigh. I just feel so much better working here. I'll figure out my boss's mood swings someday and it'll all be good. Hopefully no more psychotic episodes like yesterday!

Life is good people, even when it's not!

Hey people, seems my reminiscing yesterday was a hit. I almost made my mom cry. Yeah! Jokes. Well today is different. I demand your attention while I protest the two major injustices that are troubling my already fragile mind. Canadian Blood Services and Mistakes.

Canadian Blood Services: WHY CAN'T I FREAKING DONATE MY BLOOD??? I hate it when I take the time to go down to the clinic, wait, get poked, wait some more, answer some stupid boring questions, wait a little longer, and then get rejected because I had a freaking vacation to Costa Rica! Do I really look like I have malaria? I sure know I don't. Why did I get singled out because I had a little canoeing trip on the Rio Frio?? Everyone assumes that the guy leaving the little booth without donating is leaving because he had to check yes to having anal intercourse in the last 6-9 months. I got stared, sneered, and snickered at as I tucked my tail and limped shamefully out of the room. I think they were just jealous. But I have to wait a year!!! I can barely make a habit out of this when I'm told to wait for 50 days. WTF?? They think they'll see me again next January?? Pfft, good luck.

Mistakes: Everybody makes them...why can't I? I made a few minor mistakes at work the last two days and I get yelled at in a way that would make Chris cry. Did my boss never make a mistake? I think I'm still in school for this exact reason. So I can LEARN and REMEMBER and not make the same mistake AGAIN!!! So what do I want to say when I'm told that I should be fired for something like this...BACK THE F#@& OFF!! As I said before I'm in a fragile state! I think I need to start yoga, something to calm my nerves. Or maybe alcohol! A few pick-me-ups during the day should keep me nice and mellow. Where did I pack my flask? Aughh, I just find it so aggravating sometimes. I'm honestly trying my best. I don't get up in the morning and think "How can I give my boss a heart attack today?" In fact I've noticed in the morning that I don't think much at all. Sometimes I'm surprised to wake up and be in my chair at work and wondering how I got there. It's like I never left the place...more aggravation. One more venting period...
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There....sigh....I can hear the birds again. The wind gently brushes my cheek and the sun, the beautiful sun, shines down upon me in all its glory. Life is good people!

(Really I'm not psychotic....shut up b@#*&...f#@& off ho...your momma...I'M GONNA KICK YOUR ASS...BRING IT!!)
...and so is the passing of Mike...and Mike

Almost the end of another Tuesday. My they go by fast. And not just Tuesdays either I'm noticing, but all days of the week. Why does time seem to go faster as I get older? Am I smarter? Can I think faster? Am I just plain busier? This didn't happen when I was younger. What happened to being 5? I remember being 5. We still lived in our old house in town. I remember thinking that I would be 5 forever. Each day seemed an eternity. I learned so much with each passing hour. I remember making forts with my brothers in the living room. We took apart every piece of my mom's furniture. We would sit there and live through whole age of our new civilization. Every afternoon a new magnificent kingdom would rise and fall. Some lived in peace for many ages, others were war torn, danger under every side-table. Volleys of razor sharp corner cushions and bloody duels to the death using the pillows from our beds. I miss my people, my servants, my warriors and especially my co-kings, enemy or friend. I had to grow up ... but I'll help my own kids build their own worlds one day. That's what dads are for.

I love the world that my parents built for me. Thanks Mom and Dad.

Well I'm home. What a weekend. Montreal just gets better every time.

FRIDAY: Went for supper at La Belle Province and had my first real poutine. Tastes better but it'll kill you quicker too. We also went to a club called Cafe Campus. It was part regular club and part rave. The volume was insane.

SATURDAY: Straight off to the Biodome, even before breakfast. This place is amazing and is right beside the Olympic Stadium. It has like 5 different climates with the plants AND animals. So like a zoo with 5 big pens and all the animals together. We saw a sloth, alligators, bats, beavers, sea cucumbers, starfish, monkeys, huge fish, and of course...penguins. I've decided that penguins were put on earth for our amusement. It's the last exhibit and the most popular. How can you take something that waddles around like that seriously. Got us in the mood for snowboarding too. That would have to wait until after Notre Dame. The Basilica is downtown. The outside is stone and very pretty with snow covering it. The inside will take your breath away. It is so colourful and intricate and just amazing that you have to sit down and slowly digest it. Every pew has a wooden head carved into the end...a different head. There are like a hundred pews too. Just the amount of work and foresight that would have to go into a place like this is mind-boggling. Can't sit too long...must snowboard.

Mont Saint Sauveur is about an hour north of Montreal. We were on the hill by 5:30 or so for some night-boarding. This was Chris's first time so we started off kind of slow. I think that was good because I was a bit rusty. A few good spills later and Chris was pretty much keeping up with us. I've never seen anyone learn so fast. He had a few good teachers though. The hill isn't as big as what I'm used to back home. (The longest run is about the same as coming off the Elk Quad in Fernie) Good time.

SUNDAY: Slept in and went for breakfast at Tutti Frutti at noon. Weird name but awesome food. Along the lines of Smitty's but with more fruit dishes...and crepes! After that we all split up. Kevin, Chris, and I decided to do some shopping around the Eaton Center and St. Catherine's Street. Shopping can be boring when you know you can't buy material things and you can only eat so much. So the mall got old quick but we found a few places where we could buy a lap dance. There was a boobs and buffet place. Food and a strip show, now there's an idea. Unfortunately we did little more than get our pictures taken in front of them. Many cool churches and buildings on the streets of Montreal. I used 3 rolls of film this weekend. Our last stop was at St. Joseph's. I'd been before but other hadn't and we told them they must. It still takes my breath away. The size is incredible. Mom and Dad, you're going to love it.

Unfortunately an action packed weekend like this will leave you quite sore and sluggish on Monday. I'm doing okay. Dmitri is back and feeling fine and we're getting a long great. I think it was just a warming up period earlier. I finally have work. And I have direction. Even after I finish these jobs (probably by this afternoon) I can go and decided what to do next myself. Ah, freedom, too bad you come with responsibility. Well, back to making the bucks. I apologize for the length but you can't condense Montreal into a few sentences. Have a good day people.

Hmm...I think someone doesn't want us to go to Montreal tonight. And that someone is Mother Nature. It is snowing like crazy now and it's supposed to turn to freezing rain later tonight when we'll be on the road. Montreal will be really nice tomorrow and Sunday, they're just getting snow. Even the snowboarding should actually be good. But can we make it...dunno. At least I'll be awake...I got my rest this morning during our EH&S meeting. For 2 and a half hours I sat in my chair and daydreamed. I never fell asleep because the guy giving the presentation told me before that he might try to catch me sleeping, but my day dreaming was just as good. I started thinking about my last work term. I never thought I'd think this, but I actually miss it. Now is that because it was easier than this one, or because I lived close to home and could board every weekend, or did I actually like the job more? If I could actually get some good WORK around here then I might be able to make a comparison...I'm just so bored most of the time here. I've actually been motivated and I get all my work done in the morning, so now I have nothing. I wonder if people would noticed if I brought my guitar to work and practiced? Maybe I need to win the lottery so I can go do something I like...yeah, that's my plan now. Just win the lottery and everything will be solved. Where would I work though? Would I still work? I think yes, because obviously boredom sucks, but for what company? Probably my own, but doing what? ...Well I've found my task for the rest of the afternoon...decide what to do WHEN I win the lottery. Nice...I like it. Later people, I'll talk to you when/if we return from Montreal.

Looking at the payroll schedule I just realized that Valentine's Day is next Saturday. I know that most of my friends are in relation ships and only have to worry about NOT forgetting, but this year I am without purpose. What does a single guy do on Valentine's Day? Is it still a holiday that should still be acknowledged and celebrated or does it exclude poor unwanted souls like myself? Not bragging, it has been a few years since a February 14th has passed without someone on my arm. But what does a single guy do? Are there single people Valentine parties? Or do I sit at home, watch a few movies, and leave the day to those who have something to celebrate? Is it that I'm lonely...or do I just hate missing out on the fun? At least I have friends, if not family.

Buenas Tardes, mis amigos y familia!

Another beautiful morning in Kingston. Mornings are always beautiful after a big snowfall. It is barely cold enough to be snow but there is lots of it there now, perfect stuff for snowballs. My roommates and I had a 4-on-1 war last night on our way to watch the Return of the King.

I just feel good today, little sleepy. But I'm motivated to work. I spent the morning creating tables and graphs on topics I'm not even supposed to be working on yet. Dmitri is finally back today (he's been sick) and I'm actually happy. I NEED WORK!

I am starting to miss Alberta too. I want to see a field full of dumb cows or a couple of nice mountians. Mom...maybe that's something you can help me with. I'd actually to get a nice picture of a cow pasture...something I NEVER thought I'd want. I'd feel right at home then. Ah, my second favorite time of the day, LUNCH TIME! (Favorite being when I'm on my way home) Later Peeps!

Hi Peoples!

I like today. The sun was just rising when I walked out the door this morning, shining red and gold everywhere. I brought my new camera to work today, so I'll take some pictures of the building when I leave tonight and put them up on my page. Hmm, here's a question of the day:

What sight would you most like to see from Kingston? I need some suggestions for using my new camera.

Second question: Who saw Janet Jackson's "performance" live on Sunday?

Later Peoples.

I have one word that perfectly sums up how I feel after the weekend. SORE!!! I shoulders are going to burst. Let me tell you why. Friday: Kevin and I watched the Kingston Frontenacs play. The rink is at the end of our street, tickets are $10, and the hockey as awesome. (Sadly...very sadly the women were not at all awesome). Saturday: Kevin, Chris and I hiked down to Queens to play some volleyball. Wow, it's been a while. This is when the soreness starts. After the game we went to the Peel Pub (not a strip joint) and proceeded to lose all coordination that we tried so hard to get during the game. Duncan and Samad found us there. I think my shoulders really hurt from the front flips I was doing onto peoples' front lawns on the way home. The usual 5 minute walk took us more like 35 minutes. Chris was leading us though...and well...I know he can't remember where he took us any better than we can remember where we followed him. Sunday: I went to Costco and Future Shop for the second time in two days and finally walked away with my digital camera. It's a creative camera that also doubles as a webcam. Pictures will show up on my webpage shortly. Watched some of the Super Bowl but Peter picked me up during the 4th quarter to go play hockey. Now this is where the soreness reaches a whole new level. It was good fast hockey for an hour and a half...only one substitute on the bench. I guess I needed that to sweat out all the poison from the night before. I returned home after to a couple of girls giggling on the couch. Amber and her friend, Winter, had come over for the Super Bowl party. I guess I'd missed an interesting time (wink) but they at least used my camera to take pictures. (No they're not bad pics and no you won't see them on my website...maybe theirs)

So it was really a nice weekend. I got exercised a lot, partied a lot, and slept a lot. That's how weekends should be. Time to get working so the next weekend (we're going to Montreal again...snowboarding this time) gets here sooner! Later peoples.