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I’ve been out of the office for pretty well 8 days at various project management courses. the benefit of this is that I wasn’t getting any work email during the day, since I don’t push it to my phone and I won’t take a Blackberry at work.

the down side to this, is that I wasn’t getting work emails during the day, so when I checked it at night, it was a concentrated dose of facepalm. just. so much facepalm.

during the course of the eight days I was in Edmonton, I crashed at my parent’s place. This afforded me easy access to the movie theatre at South Edmonton Common, so I took advantage of that and took my dad to see Warm Bodies. definitely one of those movies that probably would have benefitted from a higher rating and sticking closer to the source material, but still pretty decent. However, if it leads to the sparkle-fication of the zombie genre… and the fucking Twihards start going all Team Corpse vs Team Living… that shit will need to come to an end.

excuse me a moment as I go tell the dog not to eat the pile of shit he left out this morning…

sometimes when I stay up there, my mom asks me if I remember so and so from high school or know what such and such is doing. I’d say 95% of my responses to those questions involve a shrug. it’s been eleven years since high school, I talk to one person from there still, so I’m not really being dismissive when I say I don’t know and really don’t give two shits. Every so often I’ll run into someone from there and they’re still stuck on something we did in grade 11, they never left town, they go to the same bars, they hang out with the same people.

conversely, I left right after high school, and have since basically been through another two core groups of friends, moved both ways across the country, and haven’t been to a bar with anyone from back then since I came back to work for Rec & Parks for the summers during my undergrad.

maybe I shouldn’t say I don’t give a shit entirely, I mean, you have to give a tiny little bit of energy to that one time you were bored and decided to see if you could find people on facebook or google. and when you couldn’t, it really made no difference. such is life.

we’ve settled on a wedding invite, so tomorrow we’re going to nail down the wording and get them ordered. I foresee a small production line when we get them and stuff them and address them and stamp them and such.

too bad there aren’t lick stamps anymore, I bet Bernard could do that easily.

It’s 23 days to my birthday. I usually come up with a total bullshit list of things that no one could ever get me, so maybe I’ll work on that and post it up here. you never know. some philanthropic, random internet wanderer may stumble upon it and decide that the list should be completed.

i moved into my new office two weeks ago. the timing was such that I moved into it on a friday afternoon, and then spent the entire next week out of town. so I haven’t actually been able to really settle in yet. I need a red stapler for it.