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I miss examining my life.
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On another note, Frost's line "miles to go before I sleep" has been haunting me lately.

Hmm.

Not quite sure what I'm doing writing as I haven't got much to talk about. Many things happened this week though I haven't quite got my whole head around it. I've decided to let my subconcious tackle it all.

I think I'm going crazy.

Alright. Nothing in my head that sounds remotely interesting. Nothing you might want to read.

But this blog isn't about you.

Any time someone asks me "What's new?" my inner voice wants to say "nothing and everything." I've always had a problem answering that particular question. Sometimes I want to say "lots," and sometimes I do. Most times I say "lots" accompanied by the thought "but I ain't about to tell you." I don't know why.

I'm like Batman. I'm not a people person. I don't share well. And I have a cool cape.

Sometimes I try to share because I don't want to be rude.

I think, I really think that part of the reason I don't like to share is because I think of myself as a pretty bad story teller. And in order to share I believe that you have to put it into context, or at the very least, into some kind of story format. You don't want to bore people to death. That's what I do because when I share, I share everything.

Telling everything is boring. You don't have to tell everything, just the stuff that's new.

Hmm. For a "nothing" entry this turned out all right. Not good, but all right.

Today was the big move.

My feet hurt. Besides pedal pain and the occasional coughing and phlegm, I feel fine. What a couple of days of doing squat can do for an ailing body.

Sometimes I miss University when I had the freedom to do everything I wanted, which, ironically, was nothing at all.

This work business is taking a lot from my doing diddly squat time.

Anyway, back to the big move. Almost everything went well. Almost. One hitch was the boss' brand new, $2000 glass desk being broke by the movers. Damn movers. I felt so bad. It blew royally. I feel guilty even though I did nothing at all. I didn't even see it happen. Alls I knew was that I turned a corner and BAM! it's broke. It was a nice damn table too. Shit happens.

It's in the past and let us move on. That's from Bill's mouth. There are times when he's just so totally awesome.

So I was looking for the comics and it happened to be in the Travel section today. The front page read "Amsterdam's dark side." This headline a day after I decided to travel to Europe. The article says that Dutch authorities are taking a closer look at the city's Red Light district.

"What the fuck?" I thought. What's the point of going to Europe if can't do Amsterdam the way that Amsterdam was meant to be done. Window prostitutes at every corner inviting you in. What fun that would have been.

My theory is the Travel section of the Star doesn't like me very much. This is not the first time it has tried to make a fool of me. I think "Travel" is discouraging me to do so. Damn you, damn paper.

Well, that's my rant for today.

Well, I've been playing Dragon Quest VII too much.

I was in a kitchen of a house. It's a huge kitchen with a couple of islands.

This is what I remember:
-fighting monsters (can't remember what they looked like)
-was doing well, killing them
-a girl saved my life
-I kiss her thanks

It was supposed to be a surprise.

All week last week I was sourcing cheap computers for dad. I ordered it online.

It came today. He answered the door before anyone else could. The delivery guy said, "Here's your computer."

Jerk.

Okay. Just finished researching a computer for Dad. It's going to be his present this year. Deadline is 9 days. Damn. I forgot how long shipping takes. Hold on.

Damn. They don't give you a shipping estimate. Idea! I'll google it. Okay, I don't have time to search for that long. Google let me down, man.

Okay. I've got the specs. I just hope he likes it. Hmm, perhaps I'll buy it tomorrow after work. For now, sleep beckons.

Oh man, I have to be at work in 6 hours.

Those of you who have been wondering why I've been saying "Sham!" lately, here's why:

I am trying to get people to use the expression "Sham!" so that they'll use it on MuchMusic.

Why?

Simple answer is it's all Soumik's fault (Pronounced "Shamik". Get it?)

He did a wonderful writing the new website app, that I, without thinking, jokingly said "that's so awesome, it's Sham!" I even told him told he'd hear it soon on Much.

Why? Because I'm a moron. And also because I didn't think it would be that hard. I mean, how hard can creating a trend be? And a new word?

Dude, this is going to be so Sham!