I still think I'll end up writing a book at some point. I just have too much to say.

I stopped to talk to a homeless person last week who had a small brass statue of an elephant on his tray where he was collecting coins from passersby. I asked him what the elephant was for and he shrugged, but when I turned to walk away he called me back and very seriously asked me if I could please get everyone to stop killing the elephants.

Here is my attempt to get the word out: Hey everybody, please stop killing the Elephants!

Thanks.

There was a work meltdown today due to a banana.

"Someone" was a little sensitive about sad looking bananas in a manual that was supposed to be printed....

We think "someone" might have a little problem!

I have a strange sense of schadenfreude to realize that my horrible job from before Christmas only has three original employees left. (excluding the manager and two owners) The management has behaved so poorly that two former colleagues and three non-english programmers saw the light and have quit in the two months since I've quit.

You should know about my penchant for mediocre speakers, there is always so much more food for thought in poor speakers than good ones.

I would have thought it impossible, but my brother's car odometer is 10 km/h slower than my car's odometer. He thinks I'm speeding... and that I'm looking for an excuse.

I got 2nd degree burns today, from a Starbucks incident involving coffee from their cheap coffee thermoses. That's right, the coffee which usually isn't hot enough to drink, burned my arm. And to make matters worse the burn is in an interesting imprint of my ribbed sweater. It includes pussy blisters.

i noticed recently that my eyebrows aren't the same shape. weird.

my brother and sister and I have had a sad week of eating pizza and toast for suppers.

Good idea from a friend: have an un-shower party (for the too-picky carreer girls like us?!)

Yes, I could show off all of my stuff! "Here is where I keep the mismatched set of yellow and orange towels my mom got for her wedding from Aunt So-and-so that she never liked and never used, and over here I keep my stylish 70s tupperware sets, all discards from a sympathetic female relative! Have a seat in my mismatched chairs and sofa.

Please have pity on me and leave money in the fruit bowl on the counter on your way out..."

I got to my computer training this morning and I was puzzled to find the address was a townhouse. I couldn't believe it, but I went up and knocked anyhow and this older lady opened the door and let me into her living room where I sat next to a huge bird cage with a squaking bird in it. There were three of us at the "training" and two of us sat at her dining room table and one of us sat at a small lap sized table, and she sat in her rocking chair behind us. She made coffee in this old coffee perk that went on top of the stove and there was this glass knob on it... the whole day and the entire house and it's owner -- it was all so odd. Her kitchen table (where we sat for break time) had computer manuals and discarded library books from mid-80s and 90s about microprocessors and other stuff lined up against the wall. The bird, the rocking chair and the early 70s carpet and wallpaper... it was all really weird.

I got to go to an AA meeting last night. Work related, of course... cough cough.

Have you ever been to a wedding that had so many things go wrong or flakey or be so ugly or disorganized that you just sat there going "wow, I'm glad this wasn't my wedding!"

Let's just say after almost three hours of speeches, no one wanted to be there anymore, except for possibly the bride and groom.

I like ethnic food.
I like to eat, period.
If that's not possible, there's nothing better than a good food conversation.

Family Day. Went shopping with my dear brother and realized how very different our tastes are. I would wear something black sliver stripes, sequins, sparkles or other flashy attention getting device. He would not.

We're very judgemental about each other's tastes.

I am absolutely loving Find Me in the River by Delerious. Over and over and over again.

The stupid line up for the microwave was 15 minutes long today. Maybe there is something to be said for the good old PB&J standby.

Today someone had left a red shiny bulldog clip for papers on the table in the lunchroom, with no papers in it. Clearly it was abandoned. I felt sorry for the poor, red, shiny, beautiful clip that no one wanted... so I picked it up and put it on some of my papers. It looked so nice and happy at the top of my meeting minutes.

I probably have a magpie in me somewhere...

There's this lady that stands at the same bus stop as I do after work. She clearly has more issues than I do as she stands there until her bus comes calling out other people's bus numbers. "Who wants the 79??" "And here comes the 8!!" "Anyone for the 401?"

The 401 didn't leave right away as it was picking up an inordinate amount of people. She finally decided that it had stood at the stop long enough and tried shooing it. "Go on, scat! Get out of here!"

Today's discovery: Toothpaste has an expiry date.

That's right... toothpaste. After a certain amount of time you will not be freshening your breath anymore.