That having been said… it wouldn't be a St. Pattie's day entry without the good 'ole irish touch. Solved! Gawd, I'm good. 
I graduated highschool for a reason, and it wasn't to go to college.
I always thought the walk from my place to work and back was actually kinda nice. Even when it was upwards of -25 degrees and I'd spend 15 minutes after getting here bitching to no end about the cold. But it actually *is* rather enjoyable, in spite of that. Perhaps one of the most enjoyable things about working here. I'm all for just randomly going for a walk wherever… I mean, it beats the hell out of sitting at home watching TV, and it's apparently doing me some good. But until this week or so, I've always been tossing around the idea of cabbing it instead. Of course, taking the bus and the resulting necessary walk to the office wins out always anyway, both for the cost and… well, because I'm doing something. Today, though, I actually enjoyed my walk home this morning. At least, I think I did–by the time I got home I was probably too whiped to really care. I know for sure, though, it was relaxing making the trip to work tonight. Not for any one particular reason… except that it's actually above freezing, and I'm not spending longer putting layers of clothing on than actually getting out the door. It probably hellps that for the second time this year I was able to open every window in the place. Summer's fast approaching, and that means lots of baseball, pizza, caffinated cold beverages, and leaving that apartment as wide open as I possibly can without making it a security risk. How can you possibly go wrong with a plan like that? Too bad it's only for a couple months out of the year. But, what're ya gonna do? I'm sure not complaining.
Stuck under Daily Crap, Dell, Ottawa, musings by James at 9:07 PM
Apparently, by 2010 I could be making about as much as that moron at Tim Horton's who, after taking your coffee order for the fifth time, still gives you the wrong one–I live in Ottawa. There are a *lot* of those. That's the plan, anyway, according to our oh so generous provincial government. It's somewhat… depressing to think in a couple years, what I'm doing is gonna be worth just slightly more than burger flipping. I've been living in the wrong province for all these years, that's it.
Stuck under Ottawa, fubars, oops, politics, rantings by James at 1:35 PM
It's sites like this that really try their best to save the american people. Or maybe it's because I haven't been to bed yet… but these people border on amusing. It helps that in the one I'm listening to right now from their list of podcasts at least 95% of them are currently… uh, wasted. And… apparently… can't sing. Oh. My. Poor. Ears. Okay, that's enough of that. Next dose of entertainment…
Stuck under random crap by James at 8:20 AM
I have to leave for work in like 20 minutes, but there's no reason why that should stop me from having a little St. Pattie's day fun. I'll just have to do my drinking tomorrow is all.
That having been said… it wouldn't be a St. Pattie's day entry without the good 'ole irish touch. Solved! Gawd, I'm good.
Stuck under MP3 by James at 6:34 PM
This winter was the warmest on record? really? Someone then explain why it is I still froze my rear off all winter? … And today?
Stuck under oops by James at 9:23 PM
The shocking discovery that people pay way too freaking much for rent in Ontario. I mean, I probably don't have much room to complain–I can still aford the not quite modest amount I pay on a monthly basis to the folks who keep a roof over my head. But still. Without getting into specifics, I make per month more than enough to get me by on a day-to-day basis. But that having been said, nearly half what I make per month is sucked up within 2 weeks when the rent's due. Again, I'm not complaining, but if I didn't have a job that pays as well as it is, I'd still be living in Pembroke. Why? Because rent anywhere else is freaking insane. Hell, rent in Pembroke borders on insane some places. If you're lucky, in Ottawa, you can probably get a room for $300/week (I've seen it). Per *week*. That's less per month than I pay and considerably more than any sane person should pay. You almost have to hook up with a real money maker just to get your foot in the door if you can't land a job that isn't in fast food or retail. Not that I want some 18-year-old with a Mcdonald's paycheck and a partygoer personality like I've never seen, but hey, I've been there. I thought about moving out a couple years ago, except… yep, you guessed it. On what I was making, rent per month would kill me. But that's a whole other rent I might get into on a day off when I can devote the whole day to writing said rant. Suffice it to say, though, if they want people to actually be independant, and be contributing members of society, they really should make it a bit easier for people to do so. But then, I never claimed to be able to understand the government. I just pick certain aspects of it and tear into them. Frequently.
Stuck under Daily Crap, Ottawa, fubars, musings, rantings by James at 8:55 PM
I got bored, St. Pattie's day's tomorrow or saturday, and… uh… it was probably deserved for something.
Happy St. Patrick's Day! Here's a Crazy Irish Midget… (When He Starts to Look Good, Stop Drinking!)
To: Patricia
From: James
Stuck under quizes by James at 5:12 AM
When you're off in 20 minutes unless you get a call, whatcha gonna do? Quizola!
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Stuck under quizes by James at 7:38 AM
Enough ranting for one week. Or until the next time the village misplaces an idiot. Now, we have the just plain unusual. Giving a dog CPR. Now, I wouldn't wanna do that with any of the dogs my parents are currently taking care of (I won't say own, because one of them is mine)–to be blatantly honest, they got breath that'd kill ya. But I guess bad breath is still better than no breath, so it doesn't surprise me all that much that someone's already gone and done that jto a 10-month-old. I dunno. Dogs are kinda like some people's children except better behaved, but… still. There are just some things I won't do. At least not without a nose plug. And that be one of 'em.
Stuck under musings by James at 9:43 PM
It makes sense to ban the use of things like cell phones and MP3 players inside the classroom, and anyone who tells me differently is on crack. But if you've got a couple minutes between classes, when the most you're doing is probably either hanging out at your locker/at the nearest vending machine/wherever the hell it is highschool kids hang out these days when they're trying to delay actually having to go to their next class, how is it things like that can disrupt the learning process? That's one of the reasons behind a local highschool's decision to ban the use of cell phones, iPods, and other crapola of that nature, *outside* the classroom as well. So basicly, if you get to school 15 minutes to half an hour early like I used to do (I took the bus, sue me), you can't throw on some tunes and kill that 15 minutes to half an hour before your first class. Well, gee. Now you've gone and given them one more thing to do behind teachers' backs. Or off school property a ways where they can't get in shit for it, thus possibly making them late for class. And for what? Because one or two students decide to videotape a teacher in the hall and post said video on youtube. As much as the reasons against the ban given by the students they interviewed irritate me, they do in some ways make sense. If I needed to call a cab to get home, or if something came up, I had a choice… stand in line at a pay phone for anywhere from 5 minutes to half an hour depending on how talkative the person(s) in front of me were, or call on my cell on my way out the door. And, because I hate relying/waiting on other people when not absolutely necessary, guess which option I picked. Now, I'm not gonna sit here and say they were wrong to do anything about what happened, but IMHO, they did the wrong thing. Even one of the parents who supposedly support what the school did say they didn't particularly have a problem. Well, now they do. The person(s) who posted the video pretty much got away with it, and everyone who actually bothered to be responsible–they do exist… I should know, I used to be one when I was going–pretty much gets told "Yes, we know you didn't do it. But you're still being punished.". I dunno, maybe I'm a bit more on the defensive side than I should be, simply because I've been on that side of a policy change thanks to the jackassery of one or two morons. But I still say they went just a little tiny bit overboard. If I had children, I'd be ashamed to send them to that highschool. It's a catholic school, though, so that wouldn't even be an issue. Although… if I had children, I'd be very, very worried. Father material I am most definitely not.
Stuck under Ottawa, rantings by James at 2:42 AM
I know, I know, I don't blog for a week and this is the best I can do? Well, I'd originally planned to go into detail on how I've transferred the processing of all the email I get away from DreamHost, but that hasn't actually happened yet, so deal. Anywho. From the only in small down New York department comes this month's most moronic move thus far. A highschool has decided, just on the off chance there might have been kids in the audience, it would suspend 3 students for saying the word 'vagina' while reciting a portion of The Vagina Monologues. Okay, so explain to me what the problem is? I'd understand if this was, say, 10 years ago… you know, when kids at least gave the impression they'd never heard such things. But today? I've overheard conversations between some fourth-graders that involved more swearing per person than Buttercup on a bad day. And a highschool had a problem with that one word? If kid's old enough to understand what's being talked about, they're probably already *saying* a hell of a lot worse. I'm glad I'm not actually in highschool anymore, to be blatantly honest. Public education systems nowadays piss me off. Hell, public education systems when I was going there pissed me off. And speaking of going, I'm going to get ready for work. Night shift time.
Stuck under fubars, rantings by James at 6:39 PM
A little nod to them there people I like to spy on... I mean read; give 'em a look over. It's good for you.
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