Sandwich Bus

Good Afternoon my fellow internet-lovers.

I have discovered a new way to make the day not so terrible. You see, while I know my job sucks and that there is so few opportunities in he world, I still feel as though I need to take some time each day to relax. By relax, I mean take a lunch break. Before, I was spending my lunches looking for jobs on all the boring work posting sites , all of which just make me hate myself more and more each second. Now, well the last two days, I have discovered a much more pleasant place to go.

Tim Hortons.

Yes, as a Canadian I already knew the appeal. Warm beverages, tasty treats, and now free Wifi. However, as an employee I have only just discovered the need to take my lunch break. See, I didn't ever used to go anywhere at my last job. The main and most important difference between this job and that job: I used to have a door on my cubicle.

Now I have no door. I have no privacy. The guy beside me gets up to go to the printer every ten minutes, each time staring at my computer screen. I think at lunch time we are probably allowed to wander the internet, however I don't need grandpa beside me knowing my business.

I miss having a door. I can't get away with pulling out my lunch and eating quietly in the comfort of my own office because now, people may come in at any given time without knocking or warning.

So yesterday I ventured downstairs and across the street and sat in the timmies with my Nanowrimo note-book and a hot chocolate. Even though its slightly noisy there and full of people, it was still more relaxing. Being anywhere but at work is enough to calm my poor brain down enough to make it through the last few hours of the day. It also allowed me to finish planning my Nano novel, and make a plan to bring my netbook to work with me all of November and go there to write at lunch time.

I want to beat last years time. I got to 50,000 words by day 14. I must beat it. I kind of doubt it because the added bonus of procrastinating for school is no longer a factor, however I am going to try anyways!

At least it will give me some better highlights to my day that don't involve the bus smelling like old sandwiches. I mean, I am not sure how you can get much better then a sandwich bus, but I guess a writing hideout wins. If the bus started to serve FRESH sandwiches then maybe he would pull back up in front. However, that seems unlikely as my bus can't even manage to arrive at its designated time.

This ended up pretty long for not having anything to say...

[caption id="attachment_169" align="alignnone" width="2592"] Luis works the sandwich bus as part of his rehabilitation program. One day he will learn to be considerate of others. One day.[/caption]

Squirrel Attack

Hello everyone!

I didn't update yesterday due to a traumatic event that happened to me.

You see, like the anti-social monster I am, when I am invited to work functions I immediately find a way out of it. Yesterday was no different, except that Karma bit me in the ass.

I fled the building prior to the commencement of the cupcake party and headed towards the rexall so I could get bus tickets and hopefully poptarts. I wandered around there for a while, attempting to kill time so that I wouldn't arrive back at work half way through their cupcake party because while leaving before the party is a bit rude, showing up halfway through is even worse. I think, I wouldn't really know because I am too socially stupid to understand proper cues. Anyways, I wandered, found poptarts, got my bus tickets and then decided to go sit in the food court area so I could sit and write for a while.

Then I remembered I had no pen because I unloaded them all at work so I would have some of my good pens to use. I was still going to go sit down but as I approached the food court it was completely full. Also it was really loud so I would be useless there.

I walked back to my building but it was still too soon to go in because there was no way they would be done cupcake-ing yet. I awkwardly sat on an empty bench outside and started texting anyone who I could hope to be awake and not too busy so that I wouldn't just be sitting and staring blankly at the outdoors. That is acceptable in places where there is nature and pretty things to look at. Not downtown where all you can look at is Tim Horton's and a woman coughing.

This is when it happened. As I was texting people who weren't answering, I was viciously attacked. Not only was I viciously attacked, but it was by a murderous squirrel. Traumatic I know.

Here is how it happened. As I sat there minding my own business, a large brown squirrel ran up directly from under my seat. I was lucky enough to have been sitting cross-legged on my bench because its comfy. He stopped just in front of the bench so that I could see him, he turned to me and growled. Simply the warning from what was to come. Then, I suppose because I hadn't run away as he had suggested with the menacing growl, it leapt at my throat. Teeth reached my skin and dug in. It held on solidly as I flailed to remove its death grip on my jugular vein. I could feel my life slipping away as the blood poured over the creature. Apparently the blood was more than it could take as I heard it beginning to choke on the excess liquid invading its throat and nostrils. It let go for only a moment to spit out some of the blood and in that moment I was able to bring all my energy to my left arm and reach across and grab him by the throat. I held the bloody creature by the throat watching it struggle against my strength. However, despite its attempt on my life I couldn't kill it. I couldn't harm another living creature (other than bugs because they suck). I took the squirrel to find a cage and seek medical attention for my jugular vein. He will be rehabilitated and kept as an attack squirrel for my enemies. Luckily he choked in enough time that I didn't die. I believe I will name him Luis (pronounced Loo-eece).

So, you see this is why I could not post yesterday as I was obviously busy. You may not believe this actually happened but let me ask you this: How on Earth could any one be so weird as to think of this story in a sitting? Clearly it must have happened. No one could possibly be that strange right.

As for the scar on my throat, I had a special doctor who was able to glue all my skin back so the scar will not be noticeable and all the healing will be under the skin flap. What a genius.

So, I would like to introduce you all to my new pet Attack Squirrel, Luis:

[caption id="attachment_159" align="alignnone" width="2592"] So don't mess with me. (PS I only looked up the proper spelling after I had already drawn this picture so ignore the O apparently that makes it pronounced wrong.)[/caption]

The After-Lunch Blues

Does anyone else feel like their productivity declines after lunch?

I know of a few who also feel the same, however I was wondering if this was a big phenomenon .

It doesn't make a super amount of sense to me even though it happens to me. I tend to get a bunch of work done when I get here at 7, and then I slow down for a while because no one else is at work yet so they haven't sent me anything to do. Then they send me things and I get them done just before lunch. Then its snack time and that's nice. After it usually isn't until an hour after generally accepted lunch hour ends that I start to get anything else, and even still its never anything big. Then I leave really early in the day so I don't see the 4:00 pm rush, and I just deal with it at 7 the next day.

The problem with this is, I am a million times more alert in the afternoon then the evening. Yes, of course I just want to go home but I have a bigger attention span later in the day.

I have even tested it before, and if I get the same amount of sleep going to bed at 9pm until whenever, I will be more tired then if I get an hour or two less going to bed at 1am. I just sleep better later at night and its horribly inconvenient when you have to wake up at 5:15am.

In other news, the lady at Tim Horton's officially knows what I get. Which means I need to stop going there because that is embarrassing. I am pretty sure all the Tim Horton's people are all giggling at the chubby girl with big hair coming in to buy her snacks everyday, sometimes twice a day.  This is why my pants are snug. Stupid common sense, start working harder and make me crave celery. You lazy bastard.




Evil Chocolate Chip Muffin - so addictive, so delicious.


Almost time to try to go to another Tim's so they won't learn my face!

The After-Lunch Blues

Does anyone else feel like their productivity declines after lunch?

I know of a few who also feel the same, however I was wondering if this was a big phenomenon .

It doesn't make a super amount of sense to me even though it happens to me. I tend to get a bunch of work done when I get here at 7, and then I slow down for a while because no one else is at work yet so they haven't sent me anything to do. Then they send me things and I get them done just before lunch. Then its snack time and that's nice. After it usually isn't until an hour after generally accepted lunch hour ends that I start to get anything else, and even still its never anything big. Then I leave really early in the day so I don't see the 4:00 pm rush, and I just deal with it at 7 the next day.

The problem with this is, I am a million times more alert in the afternoon then the evening. Yes, of course I just want to go home but I have a bigger attention span later in the day.

I have even tested it before, and if I get the same amount of sleep going to bed at 9pm until whenever, I will be more tired then if I get an hour or two less going to bed at 1am. I just sleep better later at night and its horribly inconvenient when you have to wake up at 5:15am.

In other news, the lady at Tim Horton's officially knows what I get. Which means I need to stop going there because that is embarrassing. I am pretty sure all the Tim Horton's people are all giggling at the chubby girl with big hair coming in to buy her snacks everyday, sometimes twice a day.  This is why my pants are snug. Stupid common sense, start working harder and make me crave celery. You lazy bastard.




Evil Chocolate Chip Muffin - so addictive, so delicious.


Almost time to try to go to another Tim's so they won't learn my face!