goodnight house, goodnight mousezzzzzzzz
With all of the problems I have had in the past with Linda Blair and such, I have to say that I never had the opportunity to "update" my computer. My updates usually consisted of buying a whole new computer.
So anywho, as my anti-virus was about to expire, I had picked up Norton Internet Security to try out this year. The problem was that I needed more RAM than my computer initially had, so I ventured into Best Buy this evening to purchase some much needed memory. The trip turned out to be more expensive than I had originally planned....but I feel so much better now that my anti-virus will still work tomorrow.....
And my computer is so much faster!!! Yay me!
Yeah and stuff. That's my exciting news for the day. I was going to comment on the atrocious hockey game yesterday and the atrocious trade that was made (poor Smitty!), but I decided in the end that I had no energy for such rage. My rage indeed. I have been lacking in the energy department for the last week or so, and I have a theory......
I need a new bed.
I suppose I should go purchase said new bed, but I was hoping to pay off my debt from Vegas first. Maybe I should put my precious sleep first this time. It took so much effort yesterday to even walk downstairs to do laundry. So much effort! I practically collapsed on the couch afterwards, but then the mail came, and I had to get back up again.
*sigh*
All this talk about sleep has made me sleepy............
Happy 100th post!
This marks the 100th post of the Wonderful World of Morpri. 90 of those posts were probably made by Morgan. I am a terrible blogger. Especially since my own family didn't know I had a blog. Oops.
The Edmonton Motor Dealer's Association Motor Show presents: PRi! My new job consists of no selling at all, and I guess I was feeling a little antsy, not being in the middle of the action, so I asked the managers if they needed help at the Motor Show next weekend, since I have my exhibitor pass and everything anyways. Well, one of the managers asked me if I wanted to do Saturday from 10-4pm. That's the busiest shift there is. I think they were hoping for a bunch of house deals coming out of that shift. That way they don't need to pay me comission. Meh, I don't mind. I did get 2 and 1/2 days off this month to go to Vegas.
My bunny is on top of his wooden house licking himself. I'm going to laugh really hard if he falls over.
Today was an action-packed day. It so happens to be my Chinese birthday. Now if you remember, I don't really celebrate my legal birthday, so instead, I celebrate my chinese birthday. It's the 7th day of the Chinese new year, so count 7 from Chinese new year and you've got it. Not too hard to figure out.
My mom wanted to get me something for my birthday, and I for some odd reason came up with a firesafe. Whuh? I don't know what I was smoking (I've been clean for 2 months now) and so I don't know the train of thought that lead to a firesafe. In anycase, my mom asked me where we could get one and I said Costco. Well, the only day that my mom and I both have off work is Saturday. WHA?!?!?! Go to Costco on a Saturday?!?! Mustard? Don't let's be silly. That's a death wish if I ever heard one. Turns out the firesafes at Costco are too big and expensive for my needs. After looking at printers, eyeglasses, gain laundry detergent, and frozen fruit (thanks for the blender Morgo!) we finally leave. 2 hours later. Oops. I blame the extensive eyeglass search. Mom needs computer glasses. Mom got her firesafe from Zellers, so we head to Zellers. In St.Albert. why? Mom's best friend has a birthday coming up so she wants to drop off a card at her place. in St.Albert. oy.
The firesafe we got is like a small chest with a key. It's fire and waterproof. I now have a place to put my jewelry and birth certificate and passport.
I wanted to go for dinner at Red Lobster. I drop mom off at the door to get a table and I go off in search of a parking spot. 15 minutes later, I find one. Actually I stalked people for their parking spot. It was so busy in there, it took another 20 minutes waiting at the bar till we got our table.
Long story short, (too late) I had a busy day. I'm starting to miss working on Saturday. I had an excuse not to do anything else.
Oops:)
I was puttering around. I guess this quiz doesn't take in to account my latest trip:):)
| You Are Okay With Money |
You're about average with money, which means you probably don't have a lot of it.
Your instincts tell you to stay out of debt and spend wisely...
But you don't always listen to your instincts!
With a little more effort, you could have a nice little nest egg. You just have to control your spending. |
Speaking of money, I start working again tonight. I should be used to staying up most of the night, but that doesn't explain why I feel so tired right now. Hence the puttering. I have pretty much slept all day (except for a piece of Devin's birthday cake.....16???!!!) Man I feel old.
So yeah and stuff. I should get ready for work........
Vegas pics
OK, so I know I have been to Las Vegas before, but that didn't stop Kodak moments. I took Devin's infamous camera to test out his night time setting. I thought there was no better place to do that than Las Vegas.
Our cozy room with pillowtop luxury beds...mmm.....of course the first thing you have to do (even before you explode your suitcase contents) is to check out the view from the window. We saw the backside of the Sirens of TI show.
With Chinese New Years around the corner, PRi celebrates with the money tree in Wynn.
You Rule at Excalibur! This guy joined a very confused PRi for a picture. He then promptly ran away.
A night time view of East vs West. Note the enormous ads behind the poor lion. It would suck if you paid for a room with a view of the strip and had to see it out of an Adidas ad.
Mom and I across from Paris.
PRi and I after an afternoon of shopping. Everything is big in Vegas.....even the benches in Aladdin.
I di'in aint no see no white dude
PRi, mom, and I came back from our well deseverd "bonding" weekend in Las Vegas around 2:00am last night. Or was it this morning? I can't remember.....it must have been the casino oxygen in the air.
Good times were had all around. I don't think we went to bed earlier than 3:00am the whole weekend, and we were busy busy busy with people to do and places to see. Or people to see. ;) But anyways....a lot of shopping, eating, gambling, drinking, and walking was done. Well, at least attempted to be done. PRi's birthday weekend just happened to be the same weekend as the NBA All-star game and Chinese New Year....and the Magic fashion show. Needless to say, there were many a people gallovanting about the Strip.
PRi says: oh boy were there people, I felt like a chinese sardine in Sardinia. Or something to that effect.
Las Vegas went all out with redecorating for the NBA I tells ya. Gone were the facades of hotels and statues, and up went ads for Adidas, Nike, and Boost mobile. A 40 foot Toni Braxton adorned the Flamingo. The Statue of Liberty showed her colours with the world's largest NBA East jersey, while the MGM lion (though on the east side of the strip) was cheering for the NBA West team. Souvenir shops were filled with LA Lakers gear for some reason, and the majority of the people in town were African-American.
PRi says: that and on every hotel was a red banner with gold lettering that said "Happy Chinese New Year come gamble inside" or something. I couldn't read it. I only assume.
Now, I don't want to be stereotypical, and I don't want to sound racist, and I don't want to paint everyone with the same brush. I also don't want people to be offended, but I'm afraid some will be. There were a number of young people that happened to be in Las Vegas who were rude, racist, violent, and had some difficulty with grammar. I'm sure that many of the people who were there were trying to enjoy the weekend and perhaps take in a basketball game and later hit some clubs or whatever. I don't care what they did with their spare time (what happens there stays there....right??) (PRi says: unless you get an STD there. That follows you around), but when walking to MGM to see David Copperfield has you wondering if you should have worn a kevlar vest instead of a sweater to keep you warm with the night breeze, something may be wrong. There were many a time when we could tell that a fight was going to break out. There was also many a time when you could see ambulances pull up to a hotel with their sirens going. And the last time I had seen that many police officers on one street was during the Oilers playoff games.
No, I take that back. There were more officers outside the Mirage.
PRi says: And they were all on their cell phones. And I thought teenage girls and their cell phones were bad. Turns out they grow up and vacation in Vegas. You know that commercial for I forget what kind of cell phone it is, but the tag line is "Where you at?" well, the visitors of the strip not only have cell phones attatched to them, but they say such phrases as "Where you at?" and "Where my hos at?" Now I can imagine why TV is stereotypical when portraying African-American people. I just didn't imagine that TV could be so accurate. The cops in front of the Bellagio were also on their phones, I just don't think they were saying "Where you at" and "Where my hos at" or were they???
But all of the violence and gun shootings and stabbings and fights and arrests did have its share of memorable moments. I have never seen a prison bus until Saturday. A real prison bus. And one of the McDonald's was barricaded and roped off with Crime Scene tape. Real Crime Scene tape, not used for CSI episodes. Four people were in handcuffs outside of Walgreens. One of the strangest things I have seen in the gutter was a pair of boxers amongst the porn papers and a bunch of CDs.
PRi says: I did see a g-string. how anyone stopped to leave a g-string much less take one off while being herded like cattle down the strip is beyond me. I guess some people are born talented. Now to explain the title of this blog entry. While walking to the MGM to see David Copperfield (Thanks Morgan for the Birthday Present), I forget if it was before or after all the crime scene tape and the prison bus. A real live prison bus. We were, as forementioned, herded like cattle down the strip. People don't understand WALK and DON'T WALK signs so they have a red hand to say it is not safe to cross the street and a white silhouette of a person saying it is safe to proceed. When some people ignored the red hand and crossed the street anyways, a woman proceeded to voice her disagreement by saying "I di'in aint no see no white dude" Wow. I could not have put it better. actually I think I could have. Now if I understand the statement, the "white dude" tells you to walk. well, I guess there could be worse things a "white dude" could tell you to do.
Now I seem to have made this trip sound like a disappointment, but that it was not. It was a very relaxing weekend. No answering to anybody. No phone calls. No work. No curfew. No worrying about what to have for supper. We ate when we were hungry. We ate when we were stuffed but wanted something anyways. We had drinks while gambling. We had drinks when not. Mimosas for breakfast. Luxor buffet for the other breakfast. Bought gifts for Devin for his birthday. Bought stuff for ourselves. We spent an hour or two in Victoria's secret. We bought cheesy Las Vegas fuzzy dice for our cars. Went to see a show and took home 12oz souvenir glasses that had previously been full of alcohol. (PRi says: Now that I know that I can't have Vodka, I was quite content with my Malibu and pineapple juice, oh wait, We ARE close to the Mexican border, so as our server at the Luxor would pronounce it, Yoose) We took pictures of places where we have never been, and places where we have. Utilized the trams, monorail, double decker bus, and taxi where we could, and still ended up walking 5 miles that day. Played penny machines in the Bellagio. (PRi says: It was really freakin hard to find a penny machine in the Bellagio. We did see one where each credit was $100. We decided to opt out of playing that one.) We watched a woman put $20 dollars in a penny machine beside us in the Bellagio and won $560 with one spin. We watched the fountains at Bellagio. We gambled in the airport on the way home. And PRi got padded down on the way home. Shouldn't have worn your Victoria's Secret bra PRi.
PRi says: Look, I had to switch bras. My new shirt that said Las Vegas on it (becuase I had to get one, I'm a tourist) was really wide in the collar and my current bra could not accomodate that. Well, let me rephrase. It couldn' accomodate that without looking like every one else who wore as little clothing as possible. The amount of underwear I saw was, well, not shocking to me, but it was still a lot. Like that lady who wore a sheer white shirt and a tangerine bra underneath. Just examples of the fashion "statements" seen and heard in Vegas. Excuse me madam, can you turn down your shirt? It's too loud. Anyways, turns out my bra has an immense amount of metal in it. Not only in the underwire, but also in the hinge on my strap, buckles, you name it. Well, I got a pat down at the airport after going through something that looks like a futuristic shower that puffs air at you. It's supposed to detect explosives. It was funny. (Morgo says: except when it blows in your contacts) well then close your eyes silly. but anyways, the metal detector wand was pulled out and my boobs made it beep. Next time I'll have to wear the bra that ISN'T plated in metal. Then when I got home, I got a flyer in my bag that said that my bag was searched. The other side said the exact same thing in Spanish. I think they found my Bible that I stole from the hotel. I don't think they cared tho.
All in all it was a good weekend. I am sad to be home in a way, like most people are when they return home from a relaxing and wonderful vacation. I am also sad that there is snow on the ground and it is cold. I am sad that I have to work on Thursday.
But there has to be some way of financial recuperation from this holiday!
Since mom has the camera at work, pictures will follow
will you be my valentine?
While the rest of you are probably spending Valentine's day with your sweethearts, I, unfortunately, am spending the evening trying to come up with a letter to my manager asking for more hours at work. Not very exciting. Not very romantic.
Ah, well.
Being the procrastinator that I am, I have yet to start my letter.....
You Are A Lily
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You are a nurturer and all around natural therapist.
People see you as their rock. And they are able to depend on you.
You are a soothing influence. You can make people feel better with a few words.
Your caring has more of an impact than even you realize.
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You are Milk Chocolate
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A total dreamer, you spend most of your time with your head in the clouds.
You often think of the future, and you are always working toward your ideal life.
Also nostelgic, you rarely forget a meaningful moment... even those from long ago.
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Your Aura is Blue
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Your Personality: Your natural warmth and intuition nurtures those around you. You are accepting and always follow your heart.
You in Love: Relationships are your top priority, and this includes love. You are most happy when you are serious with someone.
Your Career: You need to help others in your job to feel satistifed. You would be a great nurse, psychologist, or counselor.
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Thoughts to ponder
This is going to be a rather long entry. Just a warning. I won't be offended if you skip to the end, but I am feeling a lot of things, and have felt a lot of things, that I have decided to share with you.
First of all, dad is back home. He is doing better. He gave us quite a scare over the past week, particularly on Friday when he had a horrible day. But the doctors felt he was better on Monday to warrant a trip home with prescriptions. I have to say he is doing remarkably better than earlier on in the week, but it still doesn't stop him from becoming short of breath putting the dishes away. I admit it was nice working in the same building that he was staying in.....I was able to visit past the visiting hours, and make sure things were ok before I left for the remainder of my coffee break. I was scared. I think dad was scared too. Since dad has been home, I have been trying to help him out, but keeping in mind that he has to start doing some things on his own. It's a tough balance.
Last night I was puttering in my room and came across my old diaries. Keeping myself awake to prepare for my night shift tonight I decided to venture into the world of teenage angst and hormones that I had written down. A blog for the 1990's I guess. Wow. I can't believe how much of an emotional rollercoaster junior high had been. It made me wonder how I even made it to high school alive. Then grade 10 was another story in itself. Initially I hated it.....I knew no one in my classes....of course because I had been the only one from junior high that took band. I wanted to quit band altogether in the beginning. A song from MusiCamrose, a question on where the library was, and a trip to Skaskaskamatoonie changed all that. You know who you are. Thank you :):) Beware the doors at McDonald's.
So the entries continued, not nearly as superficial as earlier ones, but just as emotionally charged. My university education didn't fail me to my surprise. I could actually see where my abstract thinking started. I began to question decisions I was making, actions I was taking, and the all important question...."why". It's a weird feeling going back in time and actually see yourself grow up. Of course my why questions never got answered, but by the next day, I didn't care anymore. Sitting there reading, I realized that I never really figured out what was going on with my life. So the why questions creeped in again. I still don't know what is going on with my life, but I have realized that I have the ability to change that. It's such an empowering feeling, being in control of something. But anyways........
My last entry happened to be the day after Jo's "infamous" party. Sorry, Jo. Your going away party was so much better....except for the fact that you and Eric were going away! I think I stopped writing for a number of reasons. Suddenly I was dealing with things that weren't as trivial. It was not just the fact that Mark died...it was also the time when my aunt was getting really sick. And when my mom was robbed at the bank....again. It was also a time for adult decisions. Was I going to university? What would I take? Why did I choose that? There's that "why" question again. And so began another rollercoaster ride.
I kind of miss having a diary.
So after reminiscing about my teenage years, I watched a movie. Of course I fell asleep during said movie and had a bunch of the most bizzare dreams I've had in a while. Have I ever told you about my dreams? Anyways, I dreamt it was my wedding day. I was getting into my dress while making sure there was enough oxygen tubing for dad. My dress was black. Not a black wedding dress, but more of a cocktail one. I also couldn't find my diamond earrings to wear, or my ring. When I got to the ceremony (in my black dress), I couldn't see my husband-to-be. Well, I couldn't see his face. I saw him from behind....thought that he had great hair....but I didn't know who he was, or why he didn't look at me. Then the ceremony was delayed because Michelle was making a toast to her parents for their help for her wedding. Nobody at the ceremony even realized I was there and it was my wedding.
What the *&$# kind of dream was that? I suppose I should have expected something bizarre after reading my diaries. But really. What does it all mean? Will I even have a wedding? If I do, would nobody care? They all seemed to be eager to hear from Michelle. Did my husband-to-be not have a face because there isn't one yet...or is it because there won't be one? Why was my dress black? Why was I at a ceremony with hundreds of people when I have been thinking about a destination wedding? Or is it one of those dreams just because. There really is no meaning. There is no spoon. Is it just my sub-conscious making things up because I am seriously lacking sleep and rest? I dunno.
So this is where I leave off for now. Talking about sleep and rest has made me sleepy. I hope reading my entry today hasn't made you sleepy, and if it has.......oh well, I guess. Go to bed. You never know where your dreams will take you.
get well soon!
I may be absent from my blogging for a while. You may actually get an entry from PRi! Or maybe not. :) Yeah, dad went back to the hospital last night. He is now admitted, and is still waiting for a bed, so apart from being at work, I will be at work but visiting dad and keeping him company.
