A little bit of Nowhere

Ever notice how it's the little things in life that amuse us so much? More to the point, ever notice how it's the silly little idiocies in life that amuse us more than anything else? Well, this is not as much ''the little blog that could'' as it is ''the blog that enjoys going up the down escalator in your local mall.'' Will it have anything of real importance? No, probably not. But enjoy the ride never the less!

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Friday, April 15, 2005
 
Ends of Some Eras

So tonight will be the very last Friday I probably ever work again in the store before moving on the Conestoga Mall location. (Admittedly I'd prefer it being the last Friday I ever work at a Bentley store, period, but to all things in good time.) I'm not exactly sure how sentimental I'm going to get, especially since I do have to work tomorrow's shift as well. But for the most part this will be the last real time I get to work with all my friends who share the same sufferings and desires to impale all the stupid customers we meet on a really big and pointy stick.

After that, it's a whole new crew that (heaven help us all, me especially) I now have to inspire and command. The really sad thing is I have no idea what I can get away with personality-wise. Everyone here at the current store knows I can launch into my "Fabuloooouuus!" routine at the drop of a hat. They equally know that I can string unusual words together and create some colourful new vulgarities. Now I'll probably have to be some paragon of virtue and work ethics. Where's the fun in that?

Oh well, in the end all I can do is brace myself for Monday and hope that I'm not forced to dismember anyone and stuff their remains in a suitcase. (I swear, one of these days someone's going to find a corpse in a suitcase, and me shooting my mouth of in this blog will come back to haunt me.)

In other news, this Sunday Mel and I get to make a break for Niagra Falls and the US. Whereupon after crossing into the States and marvelling at its beauty, we'll turn right around and go back to Canada--whereupon Mel can officially land, get certified and everything, and then shortly thereafter apply for a SIN card. And after two years of being stuck around the apartment, she can finally start working here in Canada.

For some reason I've now got David Bowie's "Changes" rolling around in my head. It's appropriate, at any rate.

Turn and face the change... (cha-cha-changes!)

Today's Must-Acquire Item: as seen in Gemini Jetpack, our local Anime/manga fix..."The Strongbad Emails" DVD set. You know you've hit paydirt when your webpage is able to release actual DVDs of its video clips.

Thursday, April 14, 2005
 
Son Of Blog-2: Electric Boogaloo!
(or, "I Couldn't Think Of A Better Title On Such Short Notice")

I have been meaning to write more in this blog. Really...Honest. It's just that with everything that's happened in the past 2 weeks, every day winds up being a blur, and every evening winds up with me somewhere else and this little bit of nowhere being the furthest thing from my mind. So here's the quick synopsis of everything missed:

-Spring is definitely in the air...and I've got teh bug bites to prove it. I don't know how I managed to get so many of them, or where exactly it happened, but I have anywhere up to 5 different bug bites on my legs. And they itch. A lot. There's what looks like a mosquito bite on the the upper left cheek of my ass. I always keep that portion of me covered; how in the hell did a mosquito get up there? And I do really want to know the answer to this?

-Last week, as part of a birthday present from her mother, Mel & I went to see the Mamma Mia! musical. I am by nature distrustful of musicals, as I'm really hard-pressed to suspend my level of disbelief to a point where I can appreciate people spontaneously breaking into song and all the extras instinctively knowing the dance choreography. Rocky Horror and Buffy's Once More With Feeling up to this point have been the only two exceptions. Well, now I have to add Mamma Mia! to the list. I was very pleasantly surprised and enjoyed myself thoroughly. If you're in Toronto and have the chance, see the show before it ends in May. Only problem: it's been over a week now since we saw the show...and I still end up with half a dozen ABBA songs in my head at any given time. They've even edged out my usual chorus for Scarecrow's If I Only Had A Brain for "daily song that pops into my head."

-The Fanboys! Confic Baka Royale now has 35 pages to its name and is still going strong. Now comes the scary part: 35 pages into the fic, and the "Battle Royale" game hasn't even started yet. But on the plus side, we've definitely got the "introduction" and the "introduction to the introduction" down pat! Already we've got 3 evil Chaosfics thrown into the fracas, with one more particularly fiendish one Servo devised. Ah, we're soaking in it...

-Work has taken a unique and potentially good turn with me finding out very late last week that I'm going to become a manager of one of the other stores in Waterloo. This is part of the reason I've been so busy: having to keep up things at the old store, and at the same time getting prepped to run the new one. I remain ambivalent about the promotion, though: while I revel in the thought of ruling my own store with an iron fist and capricious will, there is the significant chance I'll have to contend with more headaches than I'd prefer. The responsibilities I'm more or less used to, having run two of the seasonal kiosks. Then again, those two flew under the company radar, leaving me a lot of room to play and not a lot of "do it this way" supervision. In the end, all I do is give it my best shot, and if it all goes to hell at least I know I'll be able to rescue a nice set of luggage before the store burns down.

Today's Lesson: 5 out of the 6 DVDs of Vampire Princess Miyu TV series, all of them new and shrink-wrapped, for less than $50 is a GOOD thing. Of course, now Miyu joins about 3 other Anime series Mel & I have where we've got pretty much all the discs except for the first one. Go figure.