I am writing in a blog.

Haven't updated in a few days, so I guess it is time to do so!

I made a discovery a few days ago. I work harder when I am not getting payed than I do when I am actually on some sort of payroll.

I ended up going in yesterday to help SCREAM with their host auditions. That was an interesting time. I decided that I enjoy when attractive actresses flirt with me because they think that I have, through some stretch of the imagination, ANY sort of pull around there.

I don't.

It was an interesting process because the building I was in would have a blackout every hour, on the hour, so we'd alternate between a nice, air-conditioned building to a dark, quiet place every hour. It was strange, because when the power was out, it would still be pretty bright, but there was NO sound whatosever...no fans or anything like that, so it was just really, really awkward.

I ended up going to the bathroom in complete darkness...that was interesting. I had my flashlight*, but it felt really wierd...like I was doing something terribly wrong...sneaking around the bathroom and all that. Funny stuff.

Speaking of work, I've come to the conclusions that one of my co-workers does not like me. I have no idea what the deal is, either. She just flat-out doesn't seem to enjoy my company at all. It bothers me a little bit...and I know I'm gonna end up like George Costanza in that one episode of Seinfeld where he was obsessed with Jerry's masseuse friend not liking him. I mean, seriously...I'm fucking lovable.

*Flashlight story!*

A while back, I was at Sherway Gardens, and visited the House of Knives store there to look at Samurai swords. You know...just incase. So, anyways, while I'm in there, the girl who works there starts talking to me. Flirting. Long-story, short, I end up spending $100 on a flashlight from her. Don't get me wrong, it's an awesome flashlight, and I have used it a number of times, but, really, I never wanted it. It's LED, though, which appearantly, means something. The bulbs never burn out, and it can be used to actually BLIND people. That's gotta be worth something. I'll tell you what it isn't worth, though, and that is $100. It also has a visible range of 3km, which I don't care about at all. When I was up north a few weeks ago, I was using it to signal boats out on the lake late at night. It worked, and they would flash their silly lights back at me. I guess that was fun. Also, I was drunk at the time, so that last thing may not have happend.

*End of flashlight story!*

This weekend is going to be BRUTAL. I am not getting payed, but am going in on Friday, Saturday, AND Sunday to help with auditions again. That's 8:30am on Saturday and Sunday, which means I am going to be getting up at the latest, 6:15am both days. They are sending me a taxi on Sunday, because the busses won't even be running until after I'd have to show up. All of this means that I won't be able to do much this weekend at all. That makes me a sad panda.

I feel that it is generally just too hot lately. Riding the bus is comparable to a trip through hell, and the Parkdale area smells really, really bad when it is hot. REALLY bad.

I don't know if I've got anything else to add right now, really.

In fact, I do NOT!

I will update later, should anything interesting fall out of my head onto the keyboard. Until then, enjoy your ACTUAL weekend, you bastards!

Dyko

P.S. I planned on trying to get this done by 5, and I've got 4 minutes to spare. Eat that, clock!