Saturday.

The thing about this blog everyday for a month thing, is I'm not looking back at what I've wrote before, so you might get to read the same thing everyday, until it's solved.

Last night poker went well. I don't remember what exactly happened except that Charlie won. I think I'm still a little zoned from not sleeping well for a week. Perkins afterwards was fun as well.

Today, I woke up and goofed off for way too much longer than I should of, and it was time to go to the movie. Borat is the most I've ever laughed at a movie I think. Not for everyone though. So I hate saying how much I loved it, and I just know someone is going to go see it and just be appalled.

In crappy news, my DVD player to just decide to up and quit. I was watching episodes of "Da Ali G Show" and after an episode was done, I got up to do something, came back five minutes later and the disc had frozen. So I ejected it, put it back in, and it wouldn't read the disc. I've tried all sorts or movies and it never ever reads them. It's a bit of a annoyance, as now I have to watch movies and whatnot at the computer, and I sit at the computer with work and at home for way too much time than I'd like. So now I'm sitting at the computer to watch DVDs. *sigh*

Also, one thing about myself, that I see, is that with people, I can usually figure out what they are about. Something about them, like how far they can be pushed, or at least no their limits and know what is they are thinking. But there is one person, whenever I talk to them, it drives me nuts as I never get anything out of it. Anything that would help anyway. Something I want dealt with, and it never gets dealt with. Sorry. That was all a bit vague.

Until tomorrow. Peaces!

Doing this now!

Who knows when I'll have a chance to write this for today, so while I can, I shall.

Boring day at work. I think I talked most of the day instead of worked, but oh well. Nothing much gets done on Friday's I think.

Sitting around waiting to see if there will be poker.

DVD player was working, and then not. Not fun at all. Hope it isn't something major.

Um...yeah!

Until tomorrow.

Confessions of a 28 year old man.

So I was thinking, how I like to push peoples' buttons sometime. See how much it takes to get them going or whatever. I was thinking about this and thought of something from my childhood and this character trait has been in me for a long time.

When my youngest sister, Patty, was born, Mom had a troubled delivery so she was in hospital for quite sometime. Since dad was at work, and this was the summer, I was home from school. Joe and Jenny(my brother and sister for those that don't know) were too young for school. So we had to have a babysitter. I was seven at the time, Joe was three, Jenny two.

Her name was Mabel. 6000 pounds of pure terror. Now a days, she would of probably gotten in a lot of trouble for how she treated us. But remember this was 1985, and Mom and Dad really had no idea what to do babysitter-wise. Mom was a stay at home mom so they never really got us a babysitter. Things I remember her doing was dragging Jenny down the steps because she didn't want to come down, and throwing my meal away. She had no reason, except to be mean. She really liked my brother Joe, he never did wrong. So she made the meals and she said that mine was bad, but not Joe's. I suggested splitting Joe's and she said that wouldn't work.

So, another of her habits was in the afternoon she'd watch TV, and fall asleep. We never got to pick the program until at five o clock when Dad would come home, and she'd tell us that I had to tell Dad that I got to watch what I wanted all day. So, one day when she fell asleep, I rallied Joe and Jenny to help me with my project. My project? To take all the toys out of the toybox. Not just dump them out, mind you, but to spread them all out with landmine proximity. Each toy, each block, was about four inches from all the ones around it. I did this throughout the living room. When she woke up, she sees toys everywhere, but placed ever so carefully everywhere around the living room. She gets irrate. She starts yelling at us, why would Jenny and I do such a thing? I say that Joe helped, and she didn't believe that. She asks again why we did this. My response was "Maybe if you didn't fall asleep, we wouldn't of done something like this".

So, on one of her last days there, Dad came home from work early, to find her sleeping in the chair. He asks me if she does this all the time, and I said, yeah, she does. So he goes back outside and slams the door. Mabel immediatily wakes up and pretends that she'd been awake the whole time. Dad tells her that he caught her sleeping, and that I said she does it all the time. She said something about you can't believe kids, they like to make up stories.

The last few times she was suppose to babysit, she didn't show up. She sent her son one afternoon, his name was Joe(which explains the favourtism). The last few afternoons someone else took her place.

A month or so later she wanted to come see Patty. When she came to visit, Joe and Jenny went and hid upstairs. Mom said she didn't think it was as bad as all that, and didn't realize until they went upstairs to hide from her. I didn't hide, I stayed down there, I figured if I stood there, and didn't hide, that showed I wasn't scared of her.

So yeah, anyway. I've liked to be annoying since I was seven. Probably other stories going back earlier of my behaviour as such. But this is the one I remember.

Almost messed it up on the first day.

Oh well.

Nothing much for today. Other than almost forgetting to post on the first day of the month.

I've not slept well for almost a week now, and it's starting to get to me. I feel so worn down right now and it's only nine o clock. Perhaps getting this worn down will be enough to make me sleep most of the night tonight and be back on track starting tomorrow.

Let's see. Lost tonight. A lot of people seem to think it's losing it's direction. I for one thought it was hopeless last season and everyone seemed to like it. I've liked this season and everyone seems to think that it's hopeless. I was never much on being with the "in" crowd.

Would of had more to write if it wasn't for being so tired.

Until tomorrow.

Look at me!

Starting a day early. Posting everyday the month of November, as I said in the last post.

Was "in charge" at work today. Which meant nothing at all. Ran around town taking care of things in the afternoon. Pretty boring day for Rob.

Funny thing said today, between me and someone at work...

Jen: Tomorrow is November.
Me: That means today is October.
Jen: Whoa...that's true.

Ok, see you tomorrow.