I finally got the CD I was waiting for. My friend in Maryland (they pronounce it “Merlin” there) sent me an album by her brother’s band, Jucifer. When she said “band” I was thinking three or four guys that play…wrong! It’s a two-person band, a guy and a girl. That is so cool.
I haven’t had a chance to listen to much of it yet, but I’ve been reading reviews on them. I did a search on Google for “Jucifer” and there are lots of reviews and interviews out there. I haven’t read one bad review…I’m looking forward to fully checking out the album!!
Jucifer Official Homepage
What did people do before antibiotics? Did the problem go away eventually or what? I can’t believe that something isn’t going to go away without antibiotics.
I only say this because I don’t have any health care coverage right now and I NEED to go to the doctor to get antibiotics. I’ve had this problem for over a week now and it isn’t going away. It’s frustrating as hell. I would be able to go to an Urgent Care clinic, but I’m completely broke and can’t pay for it, nor do I know how much it’s going to be.
I’m miserable. I’m an American that’s visiting in Canada, and I’m not covered under my husband’s health coverage because he gets the provincial health care coverage. Dammit, I hate being broke. And I hate being sick.
The worst web page I have ever seen. If you can call it that.
I can tell that I’m getting more comfortable with being at home alone all day. I’ve always been a little leery of talking to myself when I’m alone, it makes me feel like I might be insane. But recently I’ve taken to talking to the dog. 🙂 It’s a little silly but he likes it. The other day I was singing to him while I did the dishes. I think he liked the attention and I think he’s the only person in the world that can tolerate my singing voice. Or maybe it’s just because he’s captive.
Doggie link of the day: Bad Dog Chronicles
Random Link of the Day
So I was bored and I went to Random.com. It’s kind of a cool link.
I went down to Detroit last weekend. We visited some friends we haven’t seen in a little while and spent too much money. Oh well.
I actually went down there intending on playing in a hockey game with my old team….buuuuut, that didn’t work out so well. Apparently they don’t have the same home ice as they had last year (you’d think we would have worked that out beforehand!) and I ended up missing most of the game. I didn’t get to play because I was too late in finding out they were at another rink. ARGH!
We (my hubby and his friends) arrived at the wrong rink a little earlier than we expected and ended up waiting there for about an hour and a half. I was nervous the entire time because I knew I wanted to play a really good game…but then when I found out I was at the wrong rink, I just broke. How embarrassing. So there I was sitting on my goalie equipment and crying. Ugh. It was a stress reliever, but still very embarrassing.
Heehee, I was just thinking about the “Spam” song from Monty Python. You could say “Blog” to the same tune. Gosh, I’m silly.
I played hockey twice yesterday and once today — and I have an exhibition game tonight. 🙂 I love hockey. I realized that I’m not even getting sore even though I’m playing more hockey. I guess that’s good because that means I’m toning my muscles now instead of developing them.
I’m kinda nervous about the exhibition game tonight with the Bandits. I’ve never been a backup goalie before so I’m not sure how it’s going to work. I’m thinking that maybe the other goalie and I will split the game. That would be fine with me. I just hope I play better than I did last night.
Last night I went into the game (with the Rec team that I’m on) with the feeling that I wasn’t going to do so good. Maybe it was my pessimism that got to me but I DID try. I let in 2 crappy goals, and one good one. What’s worse is that the other team didn’t have a goalie and we won 4-3. They were playing with 3 forwards, 3 defense and no goalie. Even when they told me that before the game I still felt like I wasn’t going to be on my game.
Like I said, hopefully I do better tonight.
Can you say TGIF?? Okay, I don’t have a job, and it’s not the end of the work week for me, but I can still be glad it’s Friday!! My sweetie will be with me for the next 3 days! (It’s a 3 day weekend in Canada.)
We’re going to a family dinner thingy tomorrow. Speaking of food…I’m starved right now. I’ll eat in a minute…but then I’ll forget that I said that and it’ll end up being a half hour or hour until I actually get food in my stomach.
I’m looking forward to tomorrow…sort of. I mean, I want to see the family and I usually have fun when I do, but we’re broke as hell right now. That sucks. The dinner is at a restaurant about an hour away from where we live so I gotta find a way to pay for our dinner and buy a tank of gas. Argh. It wouldn’t be so bad but we’ve had to catch up on a huge bill recently, so that puts a damper on our fun.
But, overall, I’m glad a three day weekend is here and I get to spend it with my new family!
Yesterday I was driving down the highway on my way back home and I saw the colors of autumn. I was driving up a long hill and there were trees on either side of the hill and they were a beautiful mix of red, gold, and green.
It made me stop and think that I need to not be stressed out about the little things in life. Or at least stop making the little things into big things.
Nature must be a great anti-stress drug.
On a completely different note, the best search engine is Google.
(Author’s note: during reposting this article from lost archives, I opted to keep the link from the WayBack Machine.)
Damn, I am sooooo addicted to Diablo II. Well, it’s not as bad as it used to be but I’m still pretty addicted. At least now I don’t see blue and white Diablo text when I close my eyes, or a rapidly depleting life orb. I haven’t played it yet today…no wait, I did this morning. See how it all blends together? I can’t even make sense anymore.
I’m still working on immigrating to Canada and I’ve run into a few snafus recently. Yes, that’s a technical term. Apparently I was given the wrong information for getting my state clearances from Michigan and Colorado. So now that I’ve spent a few more bucks on fingerprints and postage, I’m set to wait another month to get them back. Ugh.
I still have to schedule an appointment for a medical exam too. And why the hell do I have to bring 50mm x 70mm passport photos to a medical exam? That’s just silly.
Talk shows should be called “circus shows” or “freak shows”. What intelligent person in their right mind would go on TV so they could yell at someone? Half the time they’re uneducated and emotionally unstable, I’m sure they don’t need to go on a talk show to make their life better.
What’s worse are the talk show hosts who are bringing these people up on stage and exploiting them. The guy that slept with his best friend’s girlfriend, or the KKK member that insists on saying every racial slur in the book, or the girl that doesn’t know which boy is the father…these are things that happen every day. *I* know they shouldn’t be happening, *you* know it shouldn’t happen, but these talk-show hosts are practically encouraging people into these kinds of behaviors.
There is one talk show that actually seems to try to help the people that come on the show, but it’s still a form of encouragment. Hey, if you’re a fuck-up, or you know someone who is, call this number and you can be on our show!
My landlord is an ass.
Okay, so I’m not from Canada, I don’t have much body fat, and I must have poor circulation. I’m inside the apartment all friggin day because I can’t get a job yet (I don’t have work visa.) and I’m freezing my ass off.
I called the landlord and he mumbled something about not having it turned on yet and he would send someone over. That was two days ago. I’m wearing two layers of clothes and I have a glove on my mousing hand. Pathetic.
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Ahh, it’s Thursday. I was supposed to go to my grandmother-in-law’s place today to work on her computer, but she’s not feeling well today. I guess I’ll go next week.
I was browsing through my links and saw a site I hadn’t been to in a while, The Misanthropic Bitch, so I took a look at it. I forgot how funny it is. I love sarcastic humor. I agree with a lot of what she says, and I hate it when people beat around the bush about what they want to say, but feel they can’t because they might step on some toes. Just say it like it is!