I'm a few clowns short of a circus, and unfortunately I've disillusioned myself into thinking I can write. Godspeed.

Thursday, April 26, 2007

Stalk Someone who does Something!

Sorry ya'll.. you'll have to forgive me but I've been taking sort of a hiatus on blogging because of some bizarre recent events. It seems I am a fascinating person worthy of being watched, and I'm not entirely sure I'm comfortable with that, so I've been taking a wee hiatus, trying to decide if maybe I should relocate this and continue or just put a kibosh on blogging altogether.

Bloody hell.

In other news. Everything's well.

Callie wants to kill Tyler who chooses to ignore this.

Mr. Roberts is stuck in boring DC on course.

My brothers both need a swift kick in the arse for the dumb shit they've both pulled in the past week.

It's Thursday. That's exciting. One more day till the weekend, and then Connie and I can stop pretending moving paperwork from one side of our desk to the other constitutes working hard. I don't remember the last time I worked hard here.

And I think I need to call up the girls from the bank and go for cocktails tomorrow. Yep. There's a plan.

Monday, April 23, 2007

Here in Your Arms

I like,
Where we are,
When we drive,
In your car.
I like,
Where we are,
Here.

Cause our lips,
Can touch.
And our cheeks,
Can brush.
Our lips can touch,
Here.

Where you are the one, the one,
That lies close to me.
Whispers, "Hello,
I miss you quite terribly."
I fell in love, in love,
With you suddenly.
Now there's no place else,
I could be, but,
Here in your arms.

I like,
Where you sleep,
When you sleep,
Next to me.
I like,
Where you sleep,
Here.

Our lips,
Can touch.
And our cheeks,
Can brush.
Cause our lips can touch,
Here.

Where you are the one, the one,
That lies close to me.
Whispers, "Hello,
I miss you quite terribly."
I fell in love, in love,
With you suddenly.
Now there's no place else,
I could be, but,
Here in your arms.

Our lips can touch.
Our lips can touch,
Here.

You are the one, the one,
That lies close to me.
Whispers, "Hello,
I miss you quite terribly."
I fell in love, in love,
With you suddenly.
Now there's no place else,
I could be, but,
Here in your...

You are the one, the one,
That lies close to me.
Whispers, "Hello,
I miss you quite, miss you quite..."
I fell in love, in love,
With you suddenly.
Now theres no place else,
I could be, but,
Here in your arms.

Here in your arms.
Oh, here in your... arms.


I think that one works better, Mr. Roberts. Good choice.

Monday, April 02, 2007

Can I see your license and registration, please?

Today I gave in.

It's been almost a month since tickets for the biggest concert to hit Edmonton in a LONG time went on sale and for a month I've been flipflopping on the issue.

Dropping several hints to a certain someone, so the choice could just be made for me, garnered utterly no results.

So today, I stood up, looked over my cubicle wall at the accountant, Connie and said, "Connie, Yes or No?".

She smiles because she's like that and says, "Yes?".

So I bought tickets for The Police.