Sorry about last night’s cryptic and depressing post. Â Had to process a little before I could express it at all. Quick Version: Someone “found” Arwen’s wallet and cel phone last night, and figured they were going to get rich quick by returning it. Â I’m not rich. Â If I’m feeling played, the game is over. Long…
Category: Sad
NaBloPoMovember: Day 11
Posting this from RockMelt (which is an interesting spin on Chrome, embedding Facebook and Twitter into either side of the browser window). Okay, no, it WAS being written in RockMelt, but then I bailed on it ’cause the screen framing didn’t wrap properly on my tiny 1024×768 screen, which meant the word “embedding” scrolled off…
Making A Mountain Out of a Hell Hole
I didn’t go to last night’s AGM at Mole Hill. Not only did I not run for re-election, but I didn’t even go to vote. Show’s how little faith I have left in whether or not the board is still a functioning part of the Society. I don’t feel like I’ve given everything I can,…
Oh hai.
So, today the phone rang, and it was my mom, sounding a little shaky, and she said “I’m homeless.” I had visions of the roof of the house in Chilliwack collapsing or something. We had a conversation like this once years ago when the University building she was staying in caught fire and she (while…
NobemverPoMoustyclonobo
Long post warning: You has it. November 2nd. No point in posting the picture of my alleged moustache, ’cause there’s hardly anything there unless I have *just* finished shaving with a Bic, and I don’t have a camera or the patience to even bother getting anything approaching a macro setting for some hairs on my…
What happened? Did that just happen? Hello?
“Boom, headshot!” {Something the gang at EAC IT used to yell out whenever someone was terminated that we didn’t particularly care for. Something I was tempted to yell out when I was laid off last year. Given what’s been going on in the gaming industry of late, you’ll forgive me a little gallows humour.}
Nablopomo Day 4
In which our hero stays glued to CNN for the evening, watching the election, and constantly feeling like “How are they going to steal it this time?” Spoiler alert for those of you who TiVoed it: It wasn’t stolen, and Yes, They Did. I’m not feeling 100% today. Little sore throat, a tiny headache in…
JanC passes away – Area code 604’s Dr. Device is offline.
I’m trying to write this before the shock wears off, so apologies now for rambling or moebius story-telling. So, today I got some news from a succession of people at my old job that the guy I spent the last year and a half sitting next to passed away at his home some time after…