It's been a week since my last update...time for a new one...lets see, played poker on Friday and Saturday. Won one tournament on Friday (well...didn't offically win...it was getting late so I gave Dan and Bill some money and sent them home...but I ended up with a chip lead anyway)...Saturday I busted out really early...had pocket kings...flop came Q-7-5...Eddie had 2 pair...ahh well such is the poker world...my fault for calling an all in call with only top pair...lesson learned. I had a throwback moment on Friday though...when we used to play $3 games, I'd call all in from the washroom to see who had the balls to call me...well Friday I had to take a pee break midway through the game...come back and do a patented all in call....Dan calls me, I flip over my cards and see a nice pair of bullets looking straight at me..BANG BANG! Needless to say, Dan catches two pair and kicks me in the nuts...that costed us about an hour of sleep because that's about the time it took for me to get my chips back.

Ok enough of the boring poker talk, lets get to the juciy stuff! Well...that was it for the juicy details of my weekend, Saturday we went to Hess Village in Hamilton for a Mardi Gras party...damm that place was packed!!!! Something like 16,000 people showed up...it would have been better if the bars had good drinks and weren't all rammed...but ahh well...not much else to do in Hamilton other than drink I guess.

Sunday we had an evening BBQ with my neighbour and his girlfriend...a few people from the poker crew came over later on and we just chilled outside...it was a really nice night so it felt good just to sit back, grab a few beers and not worry about anything.

So, work asked me to come in from 7am-4pm now. You know what...I'm not as upset as most people think. Since we "require" support for the morning shift at 7am I'm essentially in the office area by myself doing support for the first hour of my day. Oh yeah, my phone hasn't rang before 8:30 yet. Ahh well, it's the company's loss I guess. It's still a challenge to get out on time at 4pm, but I think i'm going to get try a few new things this week like
a) get my boss to schedule meetings for himself at 4pm

b) 3:45pm pee breaks

c) page my boss and request that he visited shipping on the other side of the building...by the time he gets there i run out the door.

But I do think it's time I move on from my present company. I've had a good run here, but things need to change. I think it's about time I take the dust off that old resume of mine and start applying to random jobs.

So there I am driving in and I get a 10-4. Being the good work I am, I push the window up button and answer the phone...only problem is the window doesn't go up :( It falls right down. Turns out the Focus has a broken power window regulator. D'oh! And wouldn't it be my luck, there's rain in the forecast. So with little other options available, I am forced to bring in the focus to Crappy Tire for work on this. Greedy bastards want $500 to fix it! WTF?!? So I told them to prop it up for now...and I'll worry about getting the work done tomorrow. I did a bit of research (who would have thought auto shops don't like it when you tell them exactly what needs to be done?) and found out that this little regulator thingy costs $225!!! WTF?? Bah...all for dry seats. So I'll probably call in sick to work tomorrow and get this thing fixed.

Dot com crash part II? For sure! How could google be worth $80 Billion is beyond me...probably the reason why I don't invest in the stock market. But hey, lots of people made money off of this, so who am I to say what's right or wrong...but if market value is 25 times sales....that can't be a good thing....but there's plenty of potential!

Fuck it's hot outside today...but even though...why the fuck do we always jack up our air conditioning on days like today? Seriously, I hear nothing but complaints about the cold. The second warm weather comes by...BAM it's time to jack up the AC so high that we need a jacket inside the office. Fucking bullshit if you ask me...people just like to complain. That's the problem with the world today...complainers don't get bitch slapped enough. There should be a law allowing bitch slapping as long as the person that got hit was complaining about something. Hmm...that might just silence ALL the special interest groups.....then we wouldn't need lawyers...wouldn't that be nice

Man..do they ever stop feeding me junk food here? Evidently somebody found out I'm much more tolerable when I'm bribed with either candy or food. I seriously don't know how that rumor started...I should keep my mouth shut more often. Screw that...I'm going to milk everything I can out of this place within my job description.

You know what sucks...when you're alone in the washroom...ready to let one rip then the GM comes in. FUCK MAN...let me fart in peace! One of these days I'm going to ambush him inside of there...build up a nice brew of milk, burriots, beans and eggs wait for him to come in, and unleash the worst scent known to man!