Treasure hunt

Kids are off looking for treasure this afternoon, so far they've found a decanter bottle top and a worn Pontiac emblem. As they went off to resume there hunt I caught myself belittling it a lil, even being a lil condescending. Then it occurred to me that I do the same thing when I go on my photo jaunts..what was my point? Should probably go with them, funny I remember when it was my mission ta show them new and interesting things, bin slackin' lately. Maybe they're missing that?(parent angst today!)
Woke up right"off" today, could hardly put 2 thoughts together, was unsettled, unsure took like 3 cups of coffee ta get "on". Had a word for that feeling, even wrote a poem about it once..I'd say what that word was but it's my password for everything hahaha

Sweet

Ya know they got sugar in a carton? Brilliant, few things though..half the time it's in the fridge and I've only just caught myself a few times from drinking it :/ (Can almost hear the "Well that'll teach ya ta drink from the carton!"Ya know from the WOMEN readers.
..and theres so MANY too! hahahahaha.

I like a White Christmas but..

..enuff already, think I've wretched half the muscles in my body slippin' on the bloody sidewalks. Not to mention there being zip work to be had lately.

Nostalgic

Many many(manymanymany) years ago when I was young, myself and some friends used ta roam around Downtown and sometimes we'd end up at the legislation grounds and look into the big lights that lit up the buildings. 60 seconds staring into the coil of one of these powerful lights did somthin really cool. It changed light into purple. Usaully we'd look up and bolt down the pathways lit up by purple flames laughing like lunatics till it wore off. Sometimes we'd all tumble into each other cause ya couldn't see a damn thing EXCEPT for the lights haha.

She's gone!

"She's gone! About an hour ago!"I overheard as I was leaving my local convenience store.
Jessica, she's gone!
Jessica, the owner, appears mildy confused but unconcerned. I take a sudden interest in the paper and watch the old guy for clues to what he's going on about. I can't tell from his expression if he's distressed or not, he just seems excited.
Who's gone?
"My wife, she's dead!, not even a hour!
Jessica seems unsure how to respond, I put a hand on his arm give it a squeeze, turn and go.
What ya gonna do?
Makes ya wonder, why was he there? Was he in shock?Dumb question.

Myself

I aaask myself.
Whaat's wrooong myself?
There's nooo reply,
'cause there's juuust myself,
Just me.

Imaginings..
I used ta imagine people I knew were occupying the bodies of my pets..cats usaully..cause they had that way of lookin' at ya, like they knew.. what you were up to.. and they were gonna use that information..when they got back to there HUMAN body.

There are no purple hippos in Oshawa(but don't tell my kids) maybe in other parts of the world..who knows.

Kitty was my best friend, she had thumbs and didn't mind being chased around the house, or kids, or showers. I always knew what she wanted, cause she told me.

I'm tired, I gotta be up in three hours,that really blows, and I got a child's birthday and Christmas on the horizon. I refuse ta worry, yet here I sit..

Venting

quick disclaimer..this is just a vent, just getting a few things off my chest here to avoid the inevitable Christmas meltdown.

The job situation:
I'm a temp, every morning I get up at 430 AM, trudge down to the service wait in line and cross my fingers that they'll send me out that day. If I'm lucky I'll get a repeat, go back the next day skip the line, maybe come in a lil later, and if I'm REALLY lucky the repeats will continue for a week or two(my first stint went for 3 months) If I'm unlucky I'll get there, get nothing, and go home at 830/900. The rational for this silliness is that I may get hired full time somewhere, it happens, or so I'm told. Recently I was at a place(almost 3 weeks in) and I was just starting to think they were gonna ask me to stay, they seemed to be grooming me for the job, I was doing a lot more then the other temps it seemed, when last thursday they let us go(no return) The manager started a well rehearsed spiel about "We're not busy.." but I cut him off, smiled, told him t'was a pleasure, have a good weekend, take care and walked away. psssh, please, i bin doing rejection since I was wee, quick and painless is the way ta go.
So fuck, that's a kick in the ass, now I'm back ta getting up earlier, trying ta get up front in line, ta MAYBE get somthin',FUCK me.

The place of residence situation:
Same shit, different fucken day. I don't even bother trying ta sort it anymore, every week the roomie brings home more crap..sorry stuff from the auctions. I just clear and clean as necessary nowadays.

Family situation:
I dunno..what can I say, the ex got a deal on a X-box 360, she's covered. Mom sent some stuff to Tammy's for the kids and..hold on! To Tammys?! That's, that's consorting with the enemy in my books! I got the e-mail from her to Tammy as well for some reason. Fuck me twice.

Friends situation:
Bah, friends, got one that's in a place where I just can't go and another that's sparing me the "drama" in her life, well fuck me, and here I'm thinking THAT'S when friends come in handy?

Anywho, I suspect that I'm reaping what I've sown, and despite my rant these are the peeps in my life and I love them all.

Self: kinda lost your momentum eh?
..Shut The Fuck UP! If Denis Leary can mellow with age, so can I.

Guns&Roses(yawn)

Bin debating whether to get there new cd or no. Nah..yeah I dunno, maybe, no slash, yet I'm curious bout the new members..
Very annoyed, can't find my Beth Hart mp3s, nor is there much on the seeqpod, grr..

The jolly fat guy.

Not Santa, the other one, Buddha. Was talkin' to my daughter 'bout religion yesterday. She figures I'm going to hell for being a non believer so I make it a point to enlighten her that there are religions out there(some a lot older then catholicism) that have different ideas about what happens when we die etc. Anywho, yesterday we googled Buddha and it's teachings and I was pleasantly surprised to note the apparent "common sense" approach of the beliefs. The 3 universal truths/the 4 noble truths. Deanna showed interest to, she even seemed calmed by it, which was comforting because one of my beefs with catholicism is that it uses hell and brimstone to intimidate peeps from a young age to believe, which is just not cool for by my way of thinkin'.
Gotta post and dash, work starts waaaay to early these days :(