Musings and Shame

Today is the day; Saddam Hussein is due to be hung before sunrise Iraqi time. This badass has been terrorising people for over 30 years and he is finally being brought to justice. I am not a fan of capital punishment so I am saddened it has come to this but such is the custom in Iraq so I say go ahead. He is a psychopath anyway who thinks he has done nothing wrong so leaving him to rot in jail is really just a drain of taxpayers money...and it would be our money seeing as it would be a UN jail most likely. Ciao Saddam.

http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/middle_east/6218245.stm

On the Shame side of things though I have a confession to make: I, JJ do hereby admit that I dig the new Justin Timberlake cd!! I am ready for all of your smartass, mean, laughing e-mails and comments but I just had to get that off of my chest. I have been losing sleep over this nugget of info and I have not been eating much. Perhaps telling you all this deep, dark secret I can now move on with my life.

Work place common sense

Fer Christ Sake, Stop Sniffing Already!!! There are how many of us cramped into this less than huge space? And I sit by your for what, 8 hours a day? I know you have the sniffles, Coworker A, B, C and D beside me know you have the sniffles, you know you have the sniffles and I see you have Kleenex on your desk so why don't you just use it already?!?!?! For the love of god, please blow your nose and stop sniffing every 4.5 seconds! Please :)

Raised by wolves, I swear.

Who needs Hilton & Lohan...Vancouver has it's own bitches!

So, now that I work in the rat race that is downtown proper my regular coffee routine just went from Yaletown 'laidbackness' to Bentall nightmare on a daily basis; I try to make the best of it by people watching and eavesdropping and noticing who is wearing the same suit 3 days in a row, yuck! (it's more common than you think)

Every single day it seems to be the same 20 of us in line patiently waiting to place our order with the far too chipper barista who cannot pronounce l's. So while I was waiting for my 'ratté the girl in front of me was waiting for her usual venti hot chocolate with a bit of whipped cream on the top. She is one of the nice people that frequent the daily queue and I actually enjoy her company as she does not push, chat on her cell phone or eat while waiting for her drink. She is a big girl though, not my place to judge, it could be a health issue afterall but she most certainly is a larrrge girl. So she picks up her hot chocolate and walks out and these two 30ish year old women roll their eyes at her. The shorter blone one says "As if she needs whipped cream on that..." and the cranky looking brunette says "As if she needs a VENTI hot chocolate either, moooo". Granted the girl was well out of earshot but still, that's a nasty thing to say! I asked the stout one how she would like it if we talked about her that way and she gave me a disgusted look and her cranky friend went "pfffft". The guy on the other side of me looks at me and says very loudly "It's always the ugly ones who have something to say, isn't it?". *insert Nelson laugher, HA HA*. Bitches.

Treeeee

I love my hood all the time but when I walked in the door last night and saw that my tree is all lit up for the holidays, I was sooo thrilled. Just had to share.

In keeping with the rantaliciousness of my blog though: why in the hell are stockings so dang expensive?? I had to replenish my supply seeing as my current ones look as if they were attacked by a moth colony. Holy moly expensive Batman...You can bet if men had to wear them that they would be dirt cheap. Grrrr.

And does anyone actually work at the Bay?? Why does it take me 20 minutes of circling/wandering/praying to find someone who will take my money? It's ridiculous.