Foggy morning... But only in my head.

I keep wanting to mention something here that I forget. So now I will tackle it right away. OK. Like two times agao when I was coming back from Toronto on the Go Bus. I was looking out the window down into the little cars beside us as I always do. Just because I love to watch people when they aren't aware they are being watched. They do shit that they would be embarassed of if they were aware of it. Like blasting to the radio at the top of their lungs. Yelling at there spouse. Smacking their kids in the face. Wishing they had a swastika tattoo. Things along those lines. That every North American would hate the world to know about them. I saw this car drive by that said CR8T LIFE. I was tired and my brain goes off in little tangents. So of course the first thing I though of was how redundant the "T" was. Also wondering what the hell cr8t life is supposed to mean. Then for some reason I just started randomly wondering how I would spell "create" on a license plate. At first I was like "CRE8T".

Then I remembered how the "T" was redundant. So then I though I would spell it "CRE8". Then I realized that if you are shortening a gorgeous word like that you need more emphasis somewhere. So I decided the best way would be "KRE8". Not even a minute. Probably less than half a minute after completing that thought, a car drives by below whose license plate sais "KRE8 ART". It blew my mind. Exactly the same way I had concluded would be best and at the same time I had thought that thought. It was also the only time in my life I had ever thought of it. So for me to see and think of the same thing in the same space of time means my mind is so powerful it can manifest what it focuses on. Or it is a coincidence. Which I am sure is more like it. But I don't like to brush everything I don't understand off to chance. I don't want to unwittingly remain ignorant my whole life by taking such a singular view on the unexplainable.

I have been watching a lot of Rusty Cooley and Stanley Jordan on youtube lately I shared them with some people last night. Lesley and Abby to be exact. Abby really appreciated the talent which kind of shocked me. Haha. Pretty much no one appreciates why I listen to technical as fuck music and that is why I love metal. I swear it is a weekly schedule thing for me to get into the smoking and music debate. Two things I love a hell of a lot that a majority of people disagree with me on. Fortunately most people I debate on the issue are far stupider than I. Will Bustin is coming up here in a couple of weeks. I am incredibly excited to see that man. Seeing him will make me wish Kostanza would play me a personal show. I miss that band immensely. It is Monday. The day Mike and Nicole fuck the shit out of each other. I hope they take pictures so I can put it on the Appreciation group page. Everyone should appreciate Mike Dowdall. Just how it goes. I don't know if I am doing anything today.

There is a possibility since Dave is calling me later when I get off work. I have to place the order a day earlier today because we are closed on Friday. So we can't recieve it on Friday. We will on thursday instead. Which fucks me up a lot. Throws off my regimented schedule at work. I make the schedule for a reason. I liek consistent hours so my body can create a pattern for itself. Get used to doing set activities at set times. I already probably am. I work at least five days a week every week. Quite often six. Which doesn't bother me. As long as I get Saturday off I am happy. Which I usually do. Unless others need it off then I will take it even though I don't like to. But I figure to be manager soon I am going to have to make some personal sacrifice anyway. That is what I have always figured a good boss does. So I am going to try and be what I envision as a good leader. My boss is a pergfect example. She may be shitty to work for if she doesn't like you. I am not sure. But she fuckin' loves me.

We get into these intellectual masturbation debates all the time. Haha, it often ends up at a period where we are talking about how much we hate stupid people. In that way I am very much a bigot. This coming Saturday is the Leafs last game of the regular season, perhaps even the year. So I am going to invite Jimym over for Hockey Night. Also I want to have easter dinner with my friends and my Grandma told me to invite them over. So you who are reading this. Are invited. Seriously you are. Yes even you the occasional reader I hardly know or don't at all. You are all welcome. I consider my friends more my family then my family. So it would be my ideal Easter. But my Grandma will cook us a turkey. So come and enjoy it. Don't be a fuckin' vegetarian. That means you Jimmy. If you want to hear an insane band. Listen to Theory in Practice. Incredible. I wish I could post videos on this blog. I can on my myspace. Which I do. Anyways my pretties. I must go. Work beckons soon. Also I am bored of blogging.