what happens when frustration gets the best of you?

you retaliate with childish behaviour. and i'm proud to say that from this day forward, i plan to act in a very childish fashion when it comes to the photocopier/printer/fax machine in my office.

how 'bout a bit of background? that's a stupid question... it's my damn blog so if i want to give you some background, i will. simple as that. and i do. so here it is.

i've been a very tolerant person up until now. for the last two years, i've always been the person who refills the paper in the copier. for some reason, it seems like at least once per day i have to do this. it's not a big job, but that's why it's so frustrating. why can't anyone else do it?

so today, as with yesterday, and the day before that, and the day before the day before yesterday, i've just finished putting more paper in the copier. it was the last time. from now on, if i need to copy two pages, i'm only putting two pages in the copier. if i need to print 1 page... only 1 page will be loaded.

i thank you in advance for your support.

i leave for ottawa in three hours. i had a dream two nights ago that my plane crashed. of course, last week i had a dream that i was.... um... doing things? with my new girlfriend alicia keys, but that's never happened so hopefully the plane crash doesn't either.

once in a lifetime opportunity. don't miss out!

are you excited about this post? don't answer yet.... wait for it... ok, answer.... NOW!

i am offering you (and no, i don't care who you are or if we've ever met or talked or commented on each other's blogs) the opportunity to help me move this weekend. saturday to be exact. around 11:30 am AST. this is something that doesn't come around very often. "the chance to move doesn't come around very often?" you ask? of course not. i know better than that. i am, as you know, highly intelligent (thought don't know exactly where i fall in t's hierarchy of smartness). what i'm talking about is the chance for YOU to have ME owe you a favor. that's the once in a lifetime opportunity. and all it takes is a few hours of potentially back-breaking work and hundreds of trips up four flights of stairs. but, in the words of the great (but fictional) vito corleone, i know how to repay a favor, and that's something everyone should experience at some point in their life.... of course, that will only happen if you help me move because i'm pretty sure i mentioned earlier that this is quite possibly your one and only chance to have me owe you a favor.

i don't know why, but i'm feeling a sense of kinship with miss kendra... it must be the moving thing. though i get the impression she also knows how to repay a favor. but it's just a hunch.

good news... followed by bad news

so it turns out it was the lack of sleep that convinced my new fiance to agree to marry me. now that she's had a couple of good nights of sleep, she's called the whole thing off. which is good, because i was out looking at diamonds yesterday, and SWEET FANCY MOSES they're expensive. so the good news for me is that i don't have to buy one now and the good news for everyone else is that i'm back on the market.

now for the bad news... she didn't agree to the idea of just being friends who don't buy each other jewellery but who still do "the fun stuff" -- so that's a bit of a downer.

is this too much information?

i'm just kidding about the second part. i didn't really ask her. she's a very sweet girl and i'm also quite pleasant to be around so i would never ask such a fun, yet potentially revolting question to someone i work with. now that i'm in a bad mood, i hope you all enjoy your stinkin' weekends.

off the market

so do you recall the post a few weeks ago about me asking a girl to marry me, only realizing after that my zipper was down? (i'd link to it, but that really seems like a lot of work... i'd have to find it, and then do other stuff, and then i think probably something else...)

anyway, if you don't recall, i can summarize the post for you. basically, it went like this: i asked a girl to marry me but only after did i realize that my zipper was down.

ok... so that's that. anyway, i asked her again today and she said yes. now, it could be because she worked for 20hours yesterday and had very little sleep, but i don't care... yes means yes.

so here's my point... if you ask a girl to marry you and she says "no", first make sure your fly is up and then just keep asking. it may take a few weeks or months of convincing, but eventually she'll break down. and that's what a strong marriage is all about. one person annoying the other person until they give in - just to shut the other person up.

uhhh, i just realized i have to buy a ring now. i think i'm in over my head. i wonder if she'd be happy just being friends who don't buy each other jewellery but still do the fun stuff.