Thursday, August 18, 2005

One week of vacation time per year...welcome to the rest of my life!

I am going to Jasper! Soon! Like on Sunday morning! I'm supremely excited. Like Week-Before-Chirstmas excited, only without the shopping! I can almost smell the mountain air already. My only worry is that I'm more than a little out of shape, so hiking and biking will not come easily to me this time around, but I suppose I have noone to blame but myself.

I don't know what the heck Dell is doing with my freaking computer. I can't check my online order status, apparently I have not placed any order with them (according to their dratted website), but I got a confirmation email with my order number and payment details...so I'm confused. If I don't get that thing before the end of August I'll take it as a sign from the powers-that-be that I'd be better off going Mac. Bah! No wonder they can offer such low prices at Dell...they never have to part with any computers!

And another thing (since I'm ranting), I'd like to find and slowly kill those dastardly individuals who are responsible for filling my inbox with spam these past few days. No I don't want Viagra, and thanks, but I have no problem getting anything up, and as for multiple orgasms...don't even get me started. I'm desperately tired of opening my inbox and hearing the gleefully drunk bellow of a certain well-loved cartoon character announcing I have new mail, only to find multiple messages with all-caps-interspersed-with-random-symbols subject lines. Maybe I've been flying under the radar these past few, blissfully spam-free years and their email-address-generators or whatever just now came up with mine. But damn! It's enough to make me want to delete that particular account!

And another thing! Why does gum lose its flavour so fast! I'm going through like two packs per day!

And another thing! Why does my spell-check always tell me that words like flavour and colour are miss-spelled? Gah!

Okay, okay. Jasper. Breathe. Got to remember, I'll be in Jasper soon, away from all this traumatic stuff. One more day of work, one more day of play, and one day of marathon bus-riding and I'll be able to relax and kick back for a whole week!

I wonder how hard it is to compress a whole summer-s worth of vacation into seven days.....

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