For years I've lived in apartments and never had to deal with paying Hyrdo bills as that was all part of your rent, but now that I share a townhouse with my nephew all the bills come separately, and today I got an expensive lesson on how not to save money. Last month a guy came to the door from Summit Energy with a deal that protects the cost you are paying for power and stupid me signed up, what I didn't realize is they protect that you will be paying over twice as much as you would have normally, and to break the five year contract will cost me $326 dollars!
If a salesman were to come to the door today he would be in serious danger of me running him through with Glamdring.
My family and I our heading out to see Indiana Jones and the Crystal Skull tonight and my mom just called saying that she needs to swing by now and pick up the tickets because she'll be late arriving as there is an "important" hockey game on tonight. As it is she'll still miss the third period and plans to have my sister, who is staying home to watch the game, to call her during the movie to let her know who wins. My mom says she'll have the phone on vibrate so as to not bother anyone, she doesn't understand that opening a phone (which of course lights up) and even quickly talking is annoying to any theater goer and especially to me. She can't wait the hour or so until she gets home to find out who the winner of the game is she has to know immediately when it happens.
That I hate hockey and find it so boring to watch that I'd rather clean my bathroom than sit through five minutes of a game, while my mom and sisters live and breathe the sport, has me wondering if I was left on the porch by wandering gypsies.
Last night my nephew and I had our bikes stolen. They came in the night with bolt cutters and cut the bloody chains. So now I've got to buy a new bike just as my hours at work get cut. Also have to figure out how to store them inside as apparently top of the line bike locks mean nothing to determined thieves. I've never been robbed before and all I can say is it's not a nice feeling. Lived in Toronto, the self proclaimed bike theft capital of the world, for twenty years and never had my bike stolen, and yet just over a year here in London and I get hit. People suck.
I just finished watching the special features for Sweeney Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street and found Helena Bonham Carter to be so funny, quick witted, sweet,charming and of course gosh darn beautiful that I would gladly throw myself at her feet if given the opportunity.
Last night I had possibly the greatest dream ever and also possibly the saddest. The dream had me on some kind of road trip to Toronto with a group of people that in the dream I seemed to know but in reality I haven't a clue as to who they were suppose to be, but one of the people was this cute sweet red headed girl, and I fell in love. The dream took place over hours as we wondered the streets of Toronto getting to know each other, flirting and having fun. Then the big moment comes and she and I embrace in a passionate kiss...and then the fucking phone rings and wakes me up. And it was a bloody wrong number to boot! After angrily hanging up the phone I lay in bed with my heart actually aching with the knowledge that I will never see that girl again. I had fallen in love with a dream girl and now she's gone.
Got home last night and my computer was dead. It had been acting a bit weird the last couple of days, but still functioning decently, but last night I turn it on and though the tower lights up nothing appears on the monitor. I just spend over a $100 bucks on a new video card cause the last ones fan died, and now it looks like I may have to buy a bloody new computer. I worked until one in the morning last night and have to be into work at ten this morning and I laid in bed stressed out until about four in the morning, so today is going to be a fun day.
So here I sit at my nephew's computer getting more and more pissed, cause if I have to fork out the money for a new computer I won't be able to afford to go to B-fest this year.
My level of anger is just off the charts right now.
Well the people at Blockbuster Video have finally come to their collective senses and hired me. After a grueling six interviews totaling about eight hours (you'd think I was applying to the Pentagon) I got the call last night telling me I start next week. Whoo-hoo! On the downside the hours to start won't be that great and the money only so-so, but they really do like me and see advancement in the near future. On the big plus side is my being able to hand in notice at the soul crushing call center job which I had to take so I could do things like buy DVDs, food, and pay rent. It's weird being so excited about a retail job, but damn am I happy!
Well this month is certainly getting off to a crappy start. I just got a call from Blockbusters about the assistant manager job I had applied for, and after three interviews over the course of four weeks they now tell me they have decided to promote from within. This was a job I really wanted, something I knew I would enjoy and be damn good at, and now I've been thrown back into the funk that I've been in and out of since moving to London. Maybe things had been too easy for me over the years as I've never really had to do the whole job hunt thing. Since I was twenty I had been with one company working my way up through different positions and departments, never having to really work hard on the advancement track, it just seemed to happen organically. Now five months of unemployment is showing me how lucky I was. I'm sure the thin job market in London Ontario is a factor, but I had really expected to find a decent job after a couple of months...well that delusion has been thoroughly popped. So now I sit at my computer completely depressed and without a fucking clue as to what to do with my life. Self-pity is such an unattractive character trait but currently I can't seem to escape it. I hate feeling this way and there doesn't seem to be a light at the end of the tunnel.
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