Run for the Hills!

At approximately 10:13 am this very morning, I was awoken by the sound of several fighter jets flying over my side of the harbour.

I awoke with a clatter, kicked the cat and watched the nine jets fly around the harbour in a neat and tidy formation. Had I remembered that the air show was happening this weekend, I could have been saved from the fear and anxiety caused by the sight of fighter jets in the morning.

But fortunately reality dawned on me before I built my makeshift shelter in the bathtub.

There were sonic booms throughout the afternoon and it continued until fairly late in the evening. The planes I saw, I believe, belong to the snowbird crew, but I also saw a few larger solo planes and a couple of fancy, dancy helicopters. The airport is actually kind of far from the city, but I guess kinda far in a car (30 minutes) isn't so far in a smart little jet.

Anyway, it's 2 am and I don't feel very good. I have this weird sinus pressure thing that I forget about until I bend over to pick something up, and I don't eat enough vegetables. I also have no money, so I'm gunna hope that my stock of vitamins will get me through to next payday. I don't want scurvy.

Next on my list of things to complain about: I killed my computer. It ws all very innocent. I was just deleting files and removing programs that aren't used (or so they say), all in the hopes of removing some of that annoying spyware crap. I'd reformat but I don't have any of the software CD's since I bought the thing second hand. When I start it, it does what it's supposed to, until the part where your desktop items pop up. That it doesn't do, in fact, it does absolutely nothing.

And I don't work again until sometime next week, so you may not hear from me for a while. Which is a shame, because the Mormons called me again (I knew I shouldn't have answered the phone), and they still want to come visit. In fact! They live in the next apartment complex over! Great! Wonderful! Awesome! I told them I won't know my schedule until next week (which is a lie) and that they should call Monday to see when it's a good time. At least now I'll know when not to answer the phone.

Gah-ly.

So this is probably goodbye for a while. At least until next week sometime. So be good and mind your manners.