mad ramblings.

Whats this? im training another waitress.??....uhm. who said i was quliafied to do such a thing? Im confused because i wasnt even asked to do it. i was just like....left to do it.
me and her were the only ones working and none of my managers were there so i was like...uhm...i guess....IM training you.....weird...... I bet im going to mess her up or something...in the gangsta way of speaking.
Get this. I also convinced my 45 year old co worker to dress up with me on halloween. haha. How did I become this position of influence? Im taking this workplace downhill, kicking and screaming while im at the helm....
Not that im really at the helm at this point. I am still subject to be fired if they so wish. But the odds are on my side because theres only 2 day time waitresses and if they fire me the manager will have to work every day shift EVER haha!
man...i could do anything by this point. maybe thats why everyones cooperating with my crazy demands...like alot of halloween candy for us in a bowl in the back....CRAZY i tell you..

Ok maybe this mad takeover isnt taking off how you all thought and probably expected. but conversative co workers in a mouse suit and candy for me to eat is my idea of a job well done.

strange encounters

Somedays I wonder if im just being a waste of space.
You know those days, where you always seem to be in the way of someone in one way or another. wether its driving, walking or trying to live.

Hmm what else could i blog about other than work? my complete lack of creativity and inpiration that seemed to have left with the leaves perhaps? or maybe about the fact that saskatchewan is horribly ugly right now, what with its complete lack of color and dreary skies.
october stinks, although i did see a very beautiful sunset today, too bad i saw it come and go through the window at work.

Thats how life seems lately. Watching everything come and go while im stuck working. Im serious i think i live at karbeas. If anyone needs to reach me. ill be there. might as well send my mail there while your at it.
2 people have quit recently because my works closing down so they ( like sensible people ) went out to find another steady job. leaving me with ALL the long..long brutal shifts at the restraunt.
But its not all bad. I get to meet some intresting people throughout the days and get to know regulars ( which is something iv always wanted to do )

which reminds me. weird story for the day:
Some man walked in today and he looks at me while im pouring him coffee and he goes
"
hey so i bet its nice working here huh? the tips ok?"
me- yeah well, considering i dont have to drive in very far to go to work
man - oh yah. is that why your not working at the hotel anymore?

uhmm...how the hell did he know i worked THERE, it wasnt even customer service for one, so i didnt see ANYbody and for petes sake i dont even know this man, iv never seen him in my life!!

So i just smiled and said, hey i think i have to do some stuff in the back. sorry ill be back out in a bit
And hid there. i think i have a stalker. haha and SUPRISE how old do you think he is!?...yeah. 60.....its always them....
seriosly. so creepy.

You know it will be a good day when...

you wake up at 6am to a glass shattering by your head and the shards landing on your sheets.


Yeah. I dont know how it happend either, maybe thats good luck? but judging how unwell today went im guessing its not...

ASPARAGUS!!!

they get crappier as they go along but its still kind of cool, silly asians ( his facial expressions and the last instrument is HALARIOUS!!!)
and it adds to the halarity at the fact that he isnt speaking english

Who likes Aussie accents?? ( Also...a plug )

for some moments in life there are no words.

some people have got to realize some of us are just trying to get through the day without breaking something....and I hope they come to terms with the fact that life's too short to be pissed off all the time, its just not worth it. If people spend the majority of their lives grumbling and complaining, dragging their feet, eyes fixed on the ground. Their going to miss it.


But tomorrow can only get better. unless i fall into a pit of spikes.



(post script, never EVER snap at waitresses. or whistle for their attention. For i am not a slave nor your serving wench)

Sometimes we speak to change the world. other times we speak to keep the world from changing us.

I was looking through my notes from DTS when i was camping and i found this scribbled in the middle of my book. Its a peice of a book I was reading at the time and it really inspired me to live my life to the fullest. And live out something Iv always dreamed.
The book...I forget what it was called. Thats not the point.
this is what I had written down


We hang out with kids and help them with their homework in our living room. And jump in open fire hydrants during the hot summer days
We share with folks that need it. Folks drop in all day to say "hi" and have a safe place to cry or get some water or a blanket.
We run a community store out of our house. People come in and fill a grocery bag full of clothes for a dollar. or find a couch, bed, or a fridge. Sometimes people donate beautiful things to share. sometimes people donate used toothbrushes
We reclaim abandon lots and make gardens out of the concrete wreckage around us. we plant flowers in old Tv screens and computer monitors.
We see friends waste away from drug addiction and on a good day. someone is set free.
We see police officers scare people. and on a good day we find an officer who will play wiffle ball with his billy club.
We rehab abandon houses.
We try to make ugly things beautiful and make murals instead of violence.
We learn imagination and sharing. We share life to our neighbors and try to take care of each other.
We hang out on streets. we get fined for distributing. We go to jail for sleeping under the stars. We win in court. We have friends in prison and on death row.
We wrestle to free ourselves from macro charity and distant acts of charity that serve to legitimize apathetic lifestyles of good intentions but rob us of the gift of community
We visit rich people and have them visit us
We preach. we prophesy and we dream together about how to awaken the church from her slumber.
Sometimes we speak change to the world. other times we speak to keep the world from changing us.
Were about simply ending poverty. Not just managing it.
We give people fish, teach them how to fish We tear down walls that have been put up around the fish pond and we figure out who polluted it.
We fight terrorism. The terrorism within each of us. The terrorism of corporate greed.of american consumerism. Of war.
We are not passivist hippies but passionate lovers who abhor passivity and voilence.
We spend our lives activly resisting everything that destroys life. wether that be terrorism or the war on it.
We try to make the world safe. as long as millions live in poverty so few can live as they wish.
We belive in another way of life-The kingdom of God-which stand in opposition to the principalities and powers and rulers of the dark world
( ephesians 6 : 12 )

We are a lazarus generation! rising from the apathetic deadness of the world. A church that is awakening of her silent slumber

An ode to being thankful

Friends. The ones that I can count on to be there and listen. or if need be. cause a random ruckus
Daydreams. That help me get through the day
Dreams. That help me get through the night
Aspirations. That help get me through life.
Seasons. That give me a sign that things will change and also prove theres beauty in the most unexpected places
Dryers. That keep my pants warm
Jobs. That gets me closer to my destination
Planes. That although are horrible. they get me places I dream to be.
Cameras. That help me catch the beauty of Gods creation
Creativity of others. That give me something to strive towards
New friends. That have the same passions as me
Vision. That give me a goal to run towards
New cds - That do not aid me in saving my money, but sound nice to my ears
Pop - That sits nicely in my tummy most of the time
Photos - That take me back to a certain place in time
Music - That does the same
Good company - That lets you forget about everything but that moment your spending with them
Phone calls - That are from friends you may never see again, but youll never forget
Extended family dinners - That are always overcrowded and awkward
Meeting new people - That are intrested in what you do and who you are
Dinosaur toys - That overcrowd my desktop
Mittens and scarves - That arent really needed this time of year but are nice anyways
Dummy strings - That delay the enevitable loss of my mittens

And for all that. I am thankful.









ps. It gets dark ridiculously fast this time of year.

buy this car to drive to work. drive to work to pay for this car

Ah, Yes. I am finally emerging from my winter hibernation that was Australia.
If you followed my other blog. Contrary to popular belifs i am no longer on the tip of Australia. Iv moved on and done other things. Travelling home being one of them.

Yes. Home. Although seasons are nice. I would gladly take the next flight over to the land down under with minimal notice. Not to be a pooper or anything. haha.

But seriosly. If I havent already raved about it to you. Australia was fantastic. Beyond words. Which is why im planning on going back. Now before i hide from the showers of rocks and other debris I must say I do realize everyone and their cat is going to Australia lately. and it might seem like im jumping on the "band wagon" so to speak.
well...so what?


Anyways back to the time that is now. Thanksgiving is upon us! AH yes, my favorite time of year. not because of the food like most people ( although turkey pretty much is the best ) i absolutly am in love with autumn. and this is the BEST week for it. or cutting it close anyways seeing as autumn vanishes faster then it came.
Nothing more beautiful then autumn and if you disagree i will kick you in the back and make you live in eternal winter. Im just that mean.
seriosly. its mitten season. mitten for comfort season and not out of nessesity and fear of your fingers turning black and falling off! Hurrah hurrah!

Also. I have a job! yes indeedily doo. I am the most cliche proffession a girl could have. aw yah. im a waitress! hold your applause please.
at a family restraunt none the less. the lowest form of waitress there is. id say iv struck it big.
haha but its not all that bad. although i DO get the same joke hourly
Me- would you like your bill?
Man - No thanks, you can keep it
or
give it to that table over there *laughs*
me- .....haaha....*puts bill on table and walks off *

And i just had a week off and its back to the working world tommorow unfortunatly, its always the worst going back to work on a saturday after a week of hanging about. Oh well. Iv got to do something in the meantime.
or maybe i could cut off my finger working and get a huge cash settlement and never have to work again. Boy would that be sweet,

well...im sure theres a downside im not seeing.