I AINT DEAD ... YET >.>

So one of my co-workers, his daughter was turning One Year old on Sunday, and since I’m such a nice guy, I turn up at his church at the crack of dawn. Now… I haven’t been to church in… *shudder*. I suppose it helps, just in case I’m so totally wrong with my atheist beliefs and somehow God exists in a Kingdom of clouds and Manna above in the sky. Yeah, it helps to get a little blessing, just to cover all your grounds. Anyway, it’s a small sorta place, when it comes to the circle of people. Everyone knows each other, etc. So this priest is like: “See how Richard met his wife here in church? Now they have a beautiful baby daughter and they’re happy and blah blah blah. Now if you begin married life in a church, or course you will continue to live a righteous one. See all these people meeting at bars and dance clubs? How do you think they will end up? So I suggest all you young ones look around you! This is the best place to find your partner in life!”

*shuffle shuffle* eyes on me *shudder* me mumbling “help”

God, my sister was trying to contain her laughter… yeah she came along too… how embarrassing.

What a load of BS from that priest too eh? I mean, statistically people who find their partners at church end up BORING. Although, of course, there are plenty of exceptions. Richard is a little boring sometimes, but he’s pretty cool.

So two hours later I’m just wanting to get home and change into some proper clothes… something in the shorts and t-shirt variety. But no, my party insists we go to visit our cousins wince we’re already out and about, so we do. When we got there they were having a ball with themselves mostly, the four kid cousins that is. Cap gun fun… I want a cap gun again.

Corn Pops

Then we go to visit our OTHER cousins, who were having a party or something… so I get in this card game with my aunts/cousins/uncles.  Spades to be exact. Since I’m the king of games, I won 6 games in a row (really) until we got tired of me winning. Aw yeah, awesome. *wa-shing*

Anyway, after all the shenanigans I got home at about 10 or 9… 14 hours or so after I left. XD Aw man… my stomach hurts now… come to think of it I didn’t eat until I came home…

Sometimes I just want to reach out an hug a kitten, don't you? *tear* but don't get me started on dogs, they just hate me. Cats seem to like me but dogs... yeah... woof woof woof!!! warf! ... wark!

New Video Games need to come out! I’ve got 500 bucks saved up just for games this fall! I’m not sure what to spend it on though… I need to come up with a plan… There are the deffinates, like KH2 and LoZ: Twilight Princess… but what else is there, and when are they coming out? X-Box 360 is coming, but I don’t think I want to buy that until next year. Oh! MK: Shaloin Monks comes out soon! I’ma get that too.

Ack, wtf, this is really hurting now. I’ll just be off.

Alright, so yesterday it was the usual deal. Up. Work. Chat. Work. Gym. Home. Internets. Bed.

This summer schedule is really killing me. I hardly have time for anything! The weekends remain free... but still... there usually some kind of family responsibility that goes along with it. Ah well. I shouldn't be complaining really. Things could be worse. =P

Actually before I went home I went to visit my niece and nephew, who are really like siblings to me. They had some relatives from out of state staying with them, so they were kind of tired. Oh yeah, they had gone to the arcade/mall and got this rubix cube thing, only it was in the form of a cylinder. They were complaining how everyone in the house tried, but couldn't solve it! *5 minutes later* I solved it! Take that everyone else!

So I had a klondike bar and left later... I wanted to go to Barnes & Noble on the way home, but it was already late. =P YEAH, I like to go to Barnes and Noble. Sue me.

So my older sister (shes like... what, almost 30 now?) sent me an e-mail about how great the generations before 'generation y" were. (Gen Y, thats all of you... born from 1980-1999) I tried to stop... I tried walking away... I tried forgetting about it! BUT NO! I had to get off on a rant!

Here's what she sent me... remember this was written by someone else on the net, and spread around by Gen X'ers... because I've seen it before.

"TO ALL THE  KIDS WHO SURVIVED the
1930's 40's, 50's, 60's and 70's !!
First, we survived being born to mothers who smoked and/or  drank while they
carried us.
They took aspirin, ate blue cheese dressing, tuna from a  can, and didn't get tested for diabetes.
Then after that trauma, our baby cribs were covered with  bright colored
lead-based paints.
We  had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors or cabinets and when we  
rode our bikes, we had no helmets, not to mention, the risks we  took
hitchhiking
As children, we would ride in cars with no seat belts or air  bags.
Riding in the back of a pick up on a warm day was always a  special treat.
We drank water from the garden hose and NOT from a bottle.  
We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle  and NO ONE
actually died from this.
We ate cupcakes, white bread and real butter and drank soda  pop with sugar in it, but
we weren't overweight because  
WE WERE ALWAYS OUTSIDE PLAYING!
We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long  as we were back
when the streetlights came on.
No one was able to reach us all day. And we were O.K.  
We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps and  then ride down
the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes. After running  into the
bushes a few times, we learned to solve the problem.  
We  did not have Playstations, Nintendo's, X-boxes, no video games at all, no  
99  channels on cable, no video tape movies, no surround sound, no cell  
phones, no personal computers, no Internet or Internet chat  
rooms..........WE HAD FRIENDS and we went outside and found  them!
We  fell out of trees, got cut, broke bones and teeth and there were no  
lawsuits from these accidents.
We  ate worms and mud pies made from dirt, and the worms did not live in us  forever.
We were given BB guns for our 10th birthdays,
made up games with sticks and tennis  balls and although we were told it would happen, we did not put out very many  eyes.  
We rode bikes or walked to a  friend's house and knocked on the door or rang
the bell, or just walked in and  talked to them!
Little League had tryouts and not everyone made the team. Those  who didn't
had to learn to deal with disappointment. Imagine that!!  
The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke the law was  unheard of. They
actually sided with the law!
This generation has produced some of the best risk-takers,  problem solvers
and inventors ever!
The past 50 years have been an explosion of innovation and new  ideas.
We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we  learned
HOW TO
DEAL WITH IT ALL!
And YOU are one of them! CONGRATULATIONS!
You might want to share this with others who have had the  luck to grow up as
kids, before the lawyers and the government regulated our  lives for our own good
and while you are at it, forward it to your kids so they  will know how brave their parents were.
Kind of makes you want to run through the house with scissors,  doesn't it?!"

Ok, now this is what I sent back...

"This isn't aimed at you o_o but this just got my on a rant. Too much George Carlin and Dennis Miller.

I apologize in advance for my rant, but I've seen this circulated around the net way too many times among generation X'ers. Spread this around to whoever sent it to you.

Concerning the 'attacks' on Generation Y and Z.
To the parents or 'relatives of young children' who ever said "hell yeah!" or "that’s right!" to this message... Shut up. Right now. Go get a glass of water, pull your ignorant self-righteous head out of your ass, and douse it with said water so you can hear and see properly. If you were a child of the 70s or below, your own children are the ones you are whining about right here. They are therefore, your responsibility. If you don't like what they're eating, don't like the fact that they don't go outside, don't like that they know more about technology than you do, THEN MAKE AN EFFORT TO MAKE THE OPPOSITE HAPPEN. You are the same people who will not let your children go outside by themselves. You are the same people who are overly concerned about what your kids eat, drink, watch, breathe, and sleep in! The children of this age aren't different by birth! You are bringing them up this way! Oh my, little league is doesn't make cuts anymore. Your generation is the one complaining and making this happen! Lawsuits? Sueing? Child protection seats up to the age of 15? (yes, 15) I'm sure its all the 20 somethings who practice those ones nowadays... So quit reminiscing in vain and give your child a proper upbringing as you see fit! And for God sakes take some responsibility to raise your children the way you find proper before you blame television, the Internet, video games, and Canada. (Perhaps not Canada, but who cares? It's Canada) Oh my! Grand Theft Auto, a game with the equivilant of an R rating and can only be sold to members of society with proof of age above 17 years, is being played by children who obtained it via some complex scheme of Dick Dastardly proportions! What ever shall we do?! If they got their hands on it, if you see them playing, PULL THEM AWAY. Why the hell are you blaming the people who made it? It is intended for a mature audience. Ever heard of a porno? It's not intended for children, yet people make them. So yes, it is in fact, possible to govern what your kids do. I plan to expose my radical find in this week's Science Weekly. Perhaps this utter lack of modesty and responsibility on part of Generation X is just a side effect from all said pregnant mothers participating in the simultaneous act of: drinking, smoking, hopping up and down repeatedly on their bellies into flaming balls of lead paint at the bottom of a set of stairs while shoving a pot of blue-cheese-doused raw tuna up their urethra. Pop quiz hotshot; name a song by Michael Jackson. To easy? What's your kid’s favorite song? That’s right, stop trying to think about it and shut the fuck up. It's ten PM; do you have any idea who your kids are?"

Yeah... a lil overboard... but still... pwned.

That's it for today.

Aside from my extremely interesting job of inputting/editing information on the net and company database, I went to the office gym yesterday. ^_^

Ok, so the entire building is divided into a North and a South wing. So We're located in the North wing, and take up most of the space on the top floor. The South wing however is fecking huge, although its mostly hallways, and less offices.

So to get down to the gym you have to cross this bridge suspended in mid air like 40 feet, then make your way down the zombie-like South Wing. XD I swear I hardly see anyone around there. Then the staircases are like... mass bunker type staircases like in a zombie movie! =D Its so cool.

Anyway, the gym itself just has like one multipurpose machine, 3 bikes, 2 treadmills a set of weights, chin up bar, 911 phone XD, a mirror, umm... oh yeah, a scale too. Its enough I say =D No one's ever in there.

Anyway, I did a little too much, and two hours later I'm feeling kind of zonky heading for the parking lot. LOL my legs felt weird walking. XD I should try the more reps, less weight method next time. They say thats better for toning.

So since I was still kind of wtfpwned when I got home, as I go around the dining room my balance just slips for some reason, and I drag my shoulder into this metal stub sticking out of the huge cabinet dealie. A couple of curses later... XD hurt like a bitch. Didn't pierce the skin much, like a gouge or anything.

Tomorrow is cardio! I suck at cardio! Awesome! Wait, no it isn't awesome. *head tilt down*

Oh man, I nearly died laughing at all these YTMND's yesterday. XD I'm just easily amused like that I guess. Some people I shoed them too were all "thats petarded" (well, he said retarded, but Petarded sounds so much better) and I'm all like "nuh uh!" Guess he wasn't in a good mood. =| There was this one that I just rofl'd at for some reason... I don't know why... it really wasn't that funny now that I think about it... I guess its all in the delivery.

I've got to come up with ideas for this new movie! Oh yeah, and work too! Later!