magic...

So, I was going to call this entry "magic" when I was under the impression that I could write a blog entry on my new cell phone.

Turns out I was wrong!

Basically, every time I tried to open Blogger, my phone decided to restart.

DAMN YOU!

So, I have reluctantly decided to brave the dial up, and, here I am, twenty minutes later, and the page has loaded enough that I can write an entry.

REJOICE!

I haven't really been up to much, truth be told.  I've been attempting to acquire a job so that I can get myself an apartment and move into Edmonton by the start of April.  Basically, if I spend two months out in the country, I'm going to lose my mind.

I love my parents and all, and, really, the farm is a great place to come to to relax and get away from the city, but... yeah, I'm bored.

I'm also really apologetic for not writing more, but, dial up is slowly making me lose my mind.  So is having to balance in insane yoga-like poses in order to get cell phone reception.

Yes, we are really THAT isolated. 

Actually, the farm is in a valley, and the cell phone tower wave thingers that give one cell phone reception don't actually reach here.  This is also why we have the dial up conundrum.

Honestly, the lack of high speed is not for lack of trying... it's due to lack of technology.  I think Telus is planning on trying to roll out the proper fibre optic lines out here sometime within the next like... ten years, though!

It should be noted that I use the term "farm" loosely.  We don't really have a farm, we have ten acres.  A farmer that lives by us does get some bails out of it each year, and we have two dogs, some farm cats (that hate people), and a bird.  Oooooooooh, farmy!

Someone on TV just said fisting, and now they're talking about eating cremains... I kind of want to watch Six Feet Under, now.

The great news, is that I technically have a job, the paperwork just has to be completed.

I reapplied for my job in the paint department in a Home Depot in the city.  I know, I know... really?!  Home Depot?!  Seriously, though, I frickin' loved that job.  I love working with paint!

The interview was just a formality, they had to fill out that paper work, and, they still have to call my reference, but, they told me that I have the job.  Now, if only they would get their butts in gear, and call me in to fill out the final paperwork... the cute little apartment that I found needs me to have a confirmed job before I can apply for it.  And, I really want that little apartment!  I'm worried that, if I don't hand in the application soon, it's going to be gone.  Actually, I'm worried that it's already gone.  I really hope not... the landlady liked me, but, business is business.

I compiled all of Rick's stuff, put it in a box, and my mom drove me into the city today to drop it off.  I just left it on his doorstep.  I didn't want to deal with his family or even him, if he was in there.  I have better things to do.  I'm assuming I'm going to see some dumbass e-mail in my future, though.  I really hope not.  A lot of it was crap that he bought me, stuff I kept from the things we did, as well as the supposed "engagement ring" he bought to try to guilt me into staying with him.  I like to call it the "Big Box O' Lies!"

One thing that I enjoy about moving back to Canada is that I know when concerts are happening.  For example, I have recently purchased tickets to see two concerts in May: The Pixies and Death Cab for Cutie with Bright Eyes... so stoked!

I am, officially, no longer jetlagged... thank GOODNESS!

Seriously, going to bed between 7:30 and 9 every night, and waking up super early was not pleasant. 

Anywhoodles, I'm going to attempt to reply to everyone's comments, now... but, I make no promises.  I don't know how well this computer will deal with Disqus.  We'll see!

Toodles, loves!  <3