I was going to make a Webster’s/Urban dictionary joke about tonight’s election. But I’m not. I’d comment about how quickly Hudak jumped out of his leadership chair. But I’m not gonna. I like to argue politics. But I’m stopping now. I made comments earlier on Facebook. But I’m done. I’m happy this is over. Tomorrow…

This should be the final month of my bankruptcy. I haven’t heard officially yet, one way or the other. It’s driving me mental Like being in purgatory; you can see your version of Heaven just off on the horizon, but you can also smell the sulfur wafting behind you. And you don’t want to turn…

I’m having a moment. Several, actually. And I can’t explain why. I know why, I just can’t talk about it. It won’t come out.

Didn’t get the new contract because (rightfully) they don’t want to wait 7 weeks for me to be free. All well and good, I’d like to focus on the contract (and side work) I have now. And what if they wanted to extend the contract? Note to self: don’t shave your head late at night.…

Just watched The Lego Movie. Loved it. For the first hour or so I felt like a kid and that was in big part due to the writing. But it wasn’t until the big reveal that I realized why. Spoiler alert.

…of the Age of Aquarius. Too bad I’m a Libra. And that sums up my day.

I don’t know why I bother setting my alarm, I’m never asleep long enough for it to go off in the morning.

Suelte mi corazón Baby déjame ser Porque no te importa Dejadme Libérame Suelte mi corazón Bebé me dejó ir Suelte mi corazón Porque tú no me amas no más Cada vez que te llamo por teléfono Algunos tío me dice que usted no está en casa Suelte mi corazón Libérame Suelte mi corazón Baby déjame…

Everything is counter-intuitive. Reversed polarity. Circling counter-clockwise. Whatever the fuck it is. Keep going. I got contacted today about another 1-year contract. Of course I told them that I was on contract until the end of July. They said: Send me your updated resume, I’ll see what I can do.” After looking at the email…