Muahaha

I have just discovered a new way to strike fear into the hearts of telemarketers and telephone surveyers. When they ask your occupation, tell them “call center management.” Guaranteed, they will be stunned into silence, and be extra nice throughout the call. Continue reading Muahaha

Tickets for Sale!!!

As many of you may or may not know, John Mayer is coming to town on Feb. 14/04. I just finished purchasing tickets, and due to a stupid ticketmaster online snafu, I ended up with 2 extra sets of tickets that I have no need for. Unfortunately, they won’t cancel them, because their system recorded … Continue reading Tickets for Sale!!!

Heavy Moment

In honour of John Mayer tickets going on sale today at noon (Concert Feb. 14/04 – Pacific Colliseum), and because I want to know all the words when I go to the concert, I bought his new CD, Heavier Things, last night.

And, not surprisingly, I’ve found my new favourite song. Daughters.

I dare any girl who loves her parental-units (whoever they may be to you) at all, who’s ever had them be there for her after her heart’s been broken, to listen to this and not cry. It’s even more poignant if you have brothers.

(note: John Mayer is the only artist to date whose music has been powerful enough to move me to tears. This is serious stuff folks.)

Check the extended entry for the lyrics.
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Ow Ow.

First of all, thanks to everyone for “agreeing to disagree” with me and my little rant. It’s nice to know that most people are still capable of being rational, and all over fairly decent human beings. ——————– Now on a completely unrelated note: I hurt. All over. All the time. After two years of gaining … Continue reading Ow Ow.

The toxicity of being.

I’ve been pretty happy in my blissful bubble as of late. Surrounding myself with people whose diverse interests mirror my own to some degree, and who I think are basically “good people.” Unfortunately, the bubble is starting to deflate. Problem is, for everyone who thinks that someone or something is great – there’s always someone … Continue reading The toxicity of being.