Tuesday, July 22, 2008

Hosptial Music

Where to begin? It’s been a really long time since I’ve written in this. Almost a month now. Such is my curse. I love to write, but often stop for no reason whatsoever. I make up reasons. Too busy, too tired, having nothing to say. But there are always things to say, if you really try.

Where to begin? Work is going great in some respects, not so great in others. The new receptionist is wonderful. Judy is a gift from the non-existent gods. She always wants to work. And she does my filing, which Wendy was so intent on me doing. What the fuck ever. Judy is always working, and if she has nothing to do, she will ask everyone if they have anything that needs to be done. That’s just amazing to me. Like night and day. And she drives me home a lot. That’s pretty awesome. There are other issues, as they always are. I just keep waiting for things to be resolved, and keep on saying to myself “If I was the boss…”

Last Saturday Rob and I helped Chrissy and T move into their new condo. It’s a really cute little place, which a huge back deck (which I got burnt on that day. Ah, fun times). I can’t wait to spend some non working time there. The day actually wasn’t too bad. We got there late, so we didn’t help as much as we could have, but I would like to think that we helped make a difference. I gave them Idiot Boy’s tiny TV that he left at Shelly’s that I was using at my apartment now until Chrissy gave me an older bigger one of hers. So now we’re just trading TV’s it seems. Good times! So anyway, I hope they get some use out of Idiot Boy’s TV, since I don’t want it. I was going to give it to goodwill, but Chrissy and T’s seems like a good place.

Sunday we drove to Vulcan to do the geeky thing. And it was pretty geeky. I bought a Borg bear and a Captain bear which I have named 13 of 69 (thank you Chrissy!) and Captain Ricky. They have brought me much enjoyment. I’m wishing I had bought the communicator that I saw. But I didn’t. What can you do? I really, really wish that Jill was there. I would have done so many stupid, geeky, retarded things if Jill was with me. But what can you do? She’s being all married and adult like in Ontario, which is all good. Just makes me sad sometimes. I keep wishing and hoping that someday, maybe, Jill and I will live in the same province again. I guess I should probably stop holding my breath on that one. But stranger things have happened I suppose.

We’ve been doing some trip planning. I’m getting excited to go to the States and to finally see Stacia face to face…it’s very exciting! Plus I get to dress up (and be to token fat girl in the wedding, but that’s ok) and see all sorts of new places I’ve never seen before. I’m hoping that it will all go well.

I also got new glasses. I got a nice pair of prescription sunglasses and then just a regular pair. They are blue. Everyone keeps telling me how much they like them, so it looks like they’re not stupid after all. I was a little worried that I wouldn’t be able to pull them off, but apparently I can. Good stuff!

I guess I should get back to work now. I don’t want to, but I should probably earn my pay check. Boo! The important thing is I updated this for T!

I also feel I must tell everyone I am obsessed with Matt Good’s Hospital Music. When I bought the CD last summer I wasn’t so thrilled. Then I started reading more about the CD and making of it (depression, suicide attempt, divorce, etc) and started listening to it harder. Now I love it. There are some songs I’m not thrilled with, but that’s normal for a Matt Good CD in my experience. There is one in particular that I just love. I don’t know what it is about it, but I love it. It’s called “The Boy Come Home” The first verse in particular gets me, so for your viewing pleasure, here it is:

“While I go over it in my headWalk through those doors and stand there staringAnd there ain't one soul that's in there deadMy hand stays out, I keep my headAnd walking out I see you sitting in that Ford of your old man'sScratching your arms like your skin is crawlingBut done up the best you can”

It may not seem very nice or great…but seriously, listen to the song a couple of times and give it a chance…