I want to know how something so beautiful could turn so ugly...

Something fucking hilarious happened today other than the Habs winning and the Leafs losing (to the Sens no less). Anyways, this happened at work, so I'm not sure how funny it'll be to other people, but to me it's hilarious so fuck off, I'm writing about it.

This one trainer at work went off on this new guy because she keeps repeating the same stuff to him over and over and he's just not getting it. So she's blasting him, going off and he's just responding when all of a sudden he goes:

"Do you want to buy my cell phone?"

So everyone kind of goes quiet and get that what the fuck?! look.

Maybe it's because he has an accent, maybe it's just the randomness but I just start laughing my ass off. So he's trying to explain or he's saying something but I just kept talking over him, asking the trainer random shit like:

"Hey, this weekend, wanna mow my lawn?"

"Hey hey, next week, wanna dry clean my shirts?"

I went off like that for about 5 minutes before walking away.

I'll take my drama controlled, thank you very much.

I was never a huge fan of bacon, but within the last two weeks because of work, I'm going to be eating a billion times more of it.

It's a bacon celebration.

Eat pork. Lots of it.

Everyone, together now.

I love my family, and I love road hockey, so this blog entry will contain both.

FUCKING AMAZING, I know.

Fun Daniel fact:

I eat cereal almost every day, but very rarely in the morning.

I usually will have a bowl between 11:00pm and 2:00am.

Walking back from the subway station, my sister was tired so her fiancé Fred gave her a piggyback ride for a bit.

I pointed to her, then him and said, "You're Frodo, he's Samwise Gamgee and we're on that fucked up mountain!"

I just had one of the best weekends of my life. I left everything behind, my PC, my work, my friends, my family...

Left everything behind, just went out of town and I did something for me.

I forgot about all the stress and bullshit in my life, I detached myself emotionally from everything going on around me, good and bad and just took off and focused on myself.

I feel good. I honestly, really feel good right now. I needed to just find myself again, as cliché, corny and stupid as that sounds...

I feel alive. I feel healed. I feel fucking great.

So... I'm going to end this blog entry with one of my favourite lyrics from a Metallica song (of course). I've blogged 'em before I'm sure but they really describe how I feel...

Those people who tell you not to take chances
They are all missing on what life is about
You only live once so take hold of the chance
Don't end up like others the same fucking dance

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