Find Out Games You Don't Wanna Play

On our way to Perce a few weeks ago, we stopped in Carleton at the big playground because beyond it, there was a breathtaking view. Then, naturally, we goofed around in the absolute huge playground there. I got inside the tube, and was going to climb out, only to discover that the foot holds in the tube are MUCH smaller than my feet. Keith took a picture of me in there, and it turned out great and really fun. It's probably my favourite picture of me.

The weekend was pretty good. I picked up one of those 14 day WoW trials for 1.88 and I am hooked after playing part of Saturday and a few hours yesterday! I am pretty stoked and am going to use my GST cheque this month to buy the game, and possibly another stick of memory. 512 works for now, but I'd like to have more for the bigger quests. Then again, I may just put the remainder of the cheque to the subscription until Christmas and then either ask for another stick of RAM or use the money I get and do it myself.

Friday, Keith and I went to Bathurst and checked out "Jackass 2" and it was hilarious in an idiotic and disgusting way. It's kind of like a train wreck, you shouldn't watch and yet you can't turn away. It's oddly compelling. I think it says something about human nature when we laugh at people getting hurt on purpose. But honestly, it was hilarious and the entire theatre was in stitches at some of the bits. Some of them were incredibly gross. Not to mention dangerous. And some asshole shot Keith's car just as we were approaching the exit to get home. PUCK! Paintball hit the windshield, loudly, and scared the friggin' daylights out of us both. Naturally, he called the cops, who were out full force. Some people have been going through town when the bar lets out and shooting people with the paintball gun. Could you imagine? You're walking home, kind of buzzing, someone drives up, points a muzzle of a weapon at you, shoots you with a red paintball. It hurts like hell, it's red and wet. You panic and think you've just been shot. You haven't but when you're drunk, what do you know? Your perception is way off.

Saturday I installed WoW, updated it, played a little tiny bit with Cassiie. Her guild is going through a divorce and she was busy infighting with a bunch of people in her guild. So I basically ran around myself. Keith was suppose to meet me at Brandy's after he got back from work, so I headed out myself. Had supper, went into town with Brandy which was nice to get her out of the house even for an hour. I drove the car through town, something I'd been avoiding since town is busy, somewhat hilly and you know how standards are. Plus people like to get right on your ass in town. Now that I've done it I'm not worried. I didn't drive through town a whole lot to start with because it's abnormally busy and there's nothing I need there (except laundry) and I still prefer to go around because believe it or not it takes less time some days. Keith didn't make it out, that night. Cop stuff which I can't discuss. We had fun without him.

Yesterday I could have slept all day. I woke up around 10ish and fell back to sleep til around 11 before I forced myself to get out of bed and have a bath and wake up a bit. Keith and I went to do some groceries and then went down to the beach for some target shooting. Came home, played some WoW. I had a splitting headache all day, I think it was my sugars. I feel great this morning though, very rested. So that's something.

This morning I am a little pissed off at one of our listeners. Complaints are justified when you have a legitimate one. But, when someone calls in because you didn't get an e-mail they sent for a birthday and you offer to take it on the phone for the next round they bite your head off. I don't know what they expect me to do about it. If I didn't get it, I didn't get it. Then this particular caller gets her undies in a twist about how I never answer the phone when she calls. Um, yes I do, because she has caller ID and she calls at least once a week. At least. I gently informed her that I am the only one in the station from 5 til 9 in the morning, and I have other things I'm responsible for, so it's hard to get to the phone. She informs me that she has no problems getting someone to pick up any other time of the day. And again, I remind her that at other times of the day there are several more people in the office. Her tone was rude, she rudely said goodbye and hung up. Honestly. Does anyone really think that by being rude about something, the service will improve? No, it'll get you hated, that's what. Not that I hate this caller, but it just irks me.

CSI: Miami should be on tonight. I'll have to rewind the tape so I get it all. I started taping some Friday night so I could watch them Saturday while I putted around the house. I got through 3 of them, into the 3rd one, where you're getting cloeser to who did the killing and why and boom...tape stops and rewinds itself. Damnit. I ran out of tape. Keith has CSI: Miami Season 1 that he's going to burn for me though. Then he's going to work on the other seasons. That's good. Then I can watch all of them, any time I want.

I know I keep beating a dead horse on this thing about Abby, but Saturday really took the cake. I had e-mailed her about my hair curler/straightener thing to see if she found it yet cause I wanted it. She MSNed me Saturday morning to let me know that I could have it back when she got her books back. I have one of her books, but the rest I returned, and she tried to say otherwise. But I cited exactly when I returned those other items to her, and she ammended, and said she probably lost the book in her room. She's sick, apparently, I got a brief of it. But she went offline before I could really comment. I keep reminding myself, that I do care about her and what she's going through, but I can't be expected to fall all over myself with it when she couldn't give a rats ass about me or my issues when I was going through all my tests. I'm tired of the games.