So I'm very new to the whole slr game, but I've asked around and read into it a bit and it would seem that the D90 sets the standard for entry-level enthusiasts and what not. It's the best you can get without going crazy over budget. Probably its biggest competitor is the Canon Rebel T2i.
Now I read through this comparison review of the two cameras (You should read it Yili, if you haven't its very interesting).
It boils down to a few conclusions. Firstly, overall the D90 is superior in terms of its construction, its lenses, its durability, its processors etc. All of that. Overall the quality is better.
However, the T2i is better in terms of video shooting because of the many different video outputs and settings as well as a very handy external mic plug-in.
These two conclusions leave me in an awkward position. I feel like I hsould take the D90 because overall its better, but when I think why I really want the camera (for shooting video) I feel like having more options for the shooting and an external mic would be very handy, so I feel like I should take the T2i.
If you read through this discussion board , you really get the feeling that the D90 is a sturdier weather-proofed camera made mostly for pictures, while the T2i is a somewhat more delicate (or poorly made) camera that is much better suited for shooting video. Urgghhhh what to do???
For now I'm just going through Vimeo looking at videos shot by both cameras. In the end thats the best way to tell for now. Although that external mic keeps ringing in the back of my head... that seems very important somehow.
Anyway, I feel like a kid waiting for christmas, or a horny old man who can't wait to get to the strip club so he can finally get some ass or something lol. I want to get one asap! but ill take my time and make the right choice... maybe next time I walk through Futureshop I wont just stare at them, I'll ask about them...
Friday, July 09, 2010
Thursday, July 08, 2010
I'm so hot.
Literally. and non literally. Awww yeaaaa.
No but seriously, its so hot and humid, I've never sweat so much in my life. No AC either, only fans that just blow around the same hot air that's been in my room for the past hour or so. Better than nothing I guess.
In any case, one way to cool down is to lose excess clothing. Or hair. Now it's only been about 2 months since my last haircut, if my memory serves me well, but nature calls. Most people would say its pretty short already, but for me it's relatively long. I mean, I've had longer, but its at the point where it's messy in the back and on the sides and I can't maintain it the way I normally do on the top.
So, in order to become less hot temperature wise (and more hot beauty-wise! . . .>_>), I'm going this friday to get my hair cut.
I've always had this idea in my head that somehow if I could only find the perfect person to give me the perfect haircut, well, my hair would be perfect. Or at least the way I want it to be. The way I envision it. Because of this silly idea, I've been to many hairdressers. However, I'm always looking for the same thing, just done in the best possible manner, so I haven't tried too many different hairstyles.
Never the less, I do have a few pictures of hairstyles I'd like to try. I mean, nothing too different from what I regularly ask for, but wtv. I'd also need to decide what I want to ask for on Friday.
HOPEFULLY I CAN GET SOME HELPFUL ADVICE FROM A FRIENDLY RHINO THAT'S CURRENTLY TEARING HOLES INTO THE CHINESE WALL WITH HER RHYMES. Let's take a look:
Here's a picture of a regular hair cut I would get:
Sexy right? Here's another:
Here are some do's I'd like to try, although I really dunno how they'd look on me.
How about, Clooney in Three Kings?
I've always liked the crew cut look. Lots of UFC fighters have it and they always look so clean/cool. I don't think it'd look the same on me though :(
Here's something a little less rugged, Hartnett in Jimmy Kimmel's "The Handsome Men's Club"
Somehow I feel like girls in general would say that that one is the most handsome one. Neanmoins, I really don't know how it would look on me. Furthermore, it would be hard to style it like that every day AND it's kinda long (for me) so it would defeat the purpose of getting it cut to cool off. Hmm...
At least you can see the general guidelines I like to follow; Shorter on the side, longer on the top and styled in some way or another. Nothing too fancy.
Erg, I'm too picky about my hair. No one even notices the difference when I get it cut anyway haha -_-"
So yea, who knows what I'll choose. Here's a bonus video:
XD it's so hilarious, so many famous people! Poor Jimmy though...
No but seriously, its so hot and humid, I've never sweat so much in my life. No AC either, only fans that just blow around the same hot air that's been in my room for the past hour or so. Better than nothing I guess.
In any case, one way to cool down is to lose excess clothing. Or hair. Now it's only been about 2 months since my last haircut, if my memory serves me well, but nature calls. Most people would say its pretty short already, but for me it's relatively long. I mean, I've had longer, but its at the point where it's messy in the back and on the sides and I can't maintain it the way I normally do on the top.
So, in order to become less hot temperature wise (and more hot beauty-wise! . . .>_>), I'm going this friday to get my hair cut.
I've always had this idea in my head that somehow if I could only find the perfect person to give me the perfect haircut, well, my hair would be perfect. Or at least the way I want it to be. The way I envision it. Because of this silly idea, I've been to many hairdressers. However, I'm always looking for the same thing, just done in the best possible manner, so I haven't tried too many different hairstyles.
Never the less, I do have a few pictures of hairstyles I'd like to try. I mean, nothing too different from what I regularly ask for, but wtv. I'd also need to decide what I want to ask for on Friday.
HOPEFULLY I CAN GET SOME HELPFUL ADVICE FROM A FRIENDLY RHINO THAT'S CURRENTLY TEARING HOLES INTO THE CHINESE WALL WITH HER RHYMES. Let's take a look:
Here's a picture of a regular hair cut I would get:
Sexy right? Here's another:
Here are some do's I'd like to try, although I really dunno how they'd look on me.
How about, Clooney in Three Kings?
I've always liked the crew cut look. Lots of UFC fighters have it and they always look so clean/cool. I don't think it'd look the same on me though :(
Here's something a little less rugged, Hartnett in Jimmy Kimmel's "The Handsome Men's Club"
Somehow I feel like girls in general would say that that one is the most handsome one. Neanmoins, I really don't know how it would look on me. Furthermore, it would be hard to style it like that every day AND it's kinda long (for me) so it would defeat the purpose of getting it cut to cool off. Hmm...
At least you can see the general guidelines I like to follow; Shorter on the side, longer on the top and styled in some way or another. Nothing too fancy.
Erg, I'm too picky about my hair. No one even notices the difference when I get it cut anyway haha -_-"
So yea, who knows what I'll choose. Here's a bonus video:
XD it's so hilarious, so many famous people! Poor Jimmy though...
Thursday, July 01, 2010
Recurring patterns
Ugh, everyone has their own habits and rituals that they continuously fall into time after time. In most cases, everyone knows what patterns they tend to follow, they even know how and when it starts. Yet, again and again, we continue to let ourselves end up in these shitty situations that we knew we could have avoided had we just had a bit more common sense.
Why do we allow ourselves to let this happen to us? Even more importantly, how can we learn to avoid these situations and save ourselves a lot of heartache. What makes things even harder is that in between these moments of stupidity, we do the opposite of that thing we shouldn't be doing. Everything's going well, there's no heartache, then boom, out of nowhere something comes along that makes you fall back in to your old ways. Sometimes it's hard to predict what will happen, but sometimes you really know you shouldn't do something, but you do anyway. Why? Because it makes you feel good and you think, as always, maybe this time things will work out. You get caught up in it and everything is perfect. From time to time you have moments of realization where you wish you could pull back out, but at the same time you're just too happy to worry about it. "Fuck it," you say "I'll deal with the outcome later. For now, I just want to enjoy this." Because you've truly convinced yourself that somehow, someeeehowwwww, you will be able to be so amazing that things will have to go your way.
"You idiot." your conscience murmurs out in a cold rasp voice, somewhere deep in the back of your mind. You hear him, you agree, but that doesn't change anything.
So you stay on track, pummeling down your path of disillusionment at full throttle, horn tutting and smoke puffing.
Then you start to hit real roadblocks. Things that knock you back in to reality, that replace the good feelings in your chest to bad feelings in your stomach. These moments if realization remind you of all the other times you got in to similar situations. You start to take a step back and look at your situation. To your dismay, you realise you've already gone to far and there's no turning back. You've knowingly put yourself in to a situation that was bound to turn out bad and now you've reached the point where whatever happends, you're bound to get hurt. All the things that made you happy over the past while will eventually make your heart colapse upon itself and your throat become painfully dry and sinking.
"Why couldn't things have worked out this time? Why couldn't I have had a bit of luck for once? Why must I lead myself on all the time? Why can't I discern between reality and what I want to believe? Why did things seem like everything was aligned correctly, that somehow a small part of destiny played a role in what has been happening to you? How could you have been so wrong?! So stupid!"
Yes, it's human nature for us to fuck up. I won't deny that. Yes, I'm not alone when it comes to making this mistake. I'll get over it. Fine. but is it? If you just let it pass, if you deal with the bad feelings and return to a state of content, won't you just repeat the same mistake? Should something be done?
The problem is, if you try to do something about it, it will undoubtedly make things that much worse. It will create a rift and essentially break all of the good things you might have been able to salvage had you just let it dwindle down.
Either you do something about it, and make things worse, with potentially the possibility of at least feeling like you followed through with everything. Or, you just slowly get over it and try to forget it ever happened.
Fuck, life is hard. Its so, so beautiful and amazing. It makes me want to cry sometimes. Especially when you have the embodiement of happyness, joy, beauty, compassion, sorrow, intelligence and every other powerfull emotion in front of you, and there's no way you can have it.
It's so confusing, because you just want to say "Fuck this" and remove these feelings you have, you just want to find something to replace them. You want to move on and not run the risk of seriously getting hurt.
But at the very same time, you don't want to lose everything that you've gained, you fear how horrible life would be without the things you've grown to love. You want to hold on for as long as possible untill everything comes appart and there's no pretending anymore.
Ultimately, who knows what's going to happen, anything could. That's life. No matter how much you play your cards right, no matter how much you try your best for thinsg to work out or no matter how bad things are going, anything could happen at any time. With a bit of luck, hopefully things can eventually take a turn for the best.
Haha, there it is again, my heart trying to trick my conscience into believing I have a chance.
Sigh, blasted recurring patterns.
Why do we allow ourselves to let this happen to us? Even more importantly, how can we learn to avoid these situations and save ourselves a lot of heartache. What makes things even harder is that in between these moments of stupidity, we do the opposite of that thing we shouldn't be doing. Everything's going well, there's no heartache, then boom, out of nowhere something comes along that makes you fall back in to your old ways. Sometimes it's hard to predict what will happen, but sometimes you really know you shouldn't do something, but you do anyway. Why? Because it makes you feel good and you think, as always, maybe this time things will work out. You get caught up in it and everything is perfect. From time to time you have moments of realization where you wish you could pull back out, but at the same time you're just too happy to worry about it. "Fuck it," you say "I'll deal with the outcome later. For now, I just want to enjoy this." Because you've truly convinced yourself that somehow, someeeehowwwww, you will be able to be so amazing that things will have to go your way.
"You idiot." your conscience murmurs out in a cold rasp voice, somewhere deep in the back of your mind. You hear him, you agree, but that doesn't change anything.
So you stay on track, pummeling down your path of disillusionment at full throttle, horn tutting and smoke puffing.
Then you start to hit real roadblocks. Things that knock you back in to reality, that replace the good feelings in your chest to bad feelings in your stomach. These moments if realization remind you of all the other times you got in to similar situations. You start to take a step back and look at your situation. To your dismay, you realise you've already gone to far and there's no turning back. You've knowingly put yourself in to a situation that was bound to turn out bad and now you've reached the point where whatever happends, you're bound to get hurt. All the things that made you happy over the past while will eventually make your heart colapse upon itself and your throat become painfully dry and sinking.
"Why couldn't things have worked out this time? Why couldn't I have had a bit of luck for once? Why must I lead myself on all the time? Why can't I discern between reality and what I want to believe? Why did things seem like everything was aligned correctly, that somehow a small part of destiny played a role in what has been happening to you? How could you have been so wrong?! So stupid!"
Yes, it's human nature for us to fuck up. I won't deny that. Yes, I'm not alone when it comes to making this mistake. I'll get over it. Fine. but is it? If you just let it pass, if you deal with the bad feelings and return to a state of content, won't you just repeat the same mistake? Should something be done?
The problem is, if you try to do something about it, it will undoubtedly make things that much worse. It will create a rift and essentially break all of the good things you might have been able to salvage had you just let it dwindle down.
Either you do something about it, and make things worse, with potentially the possibility of at least feeling like you followed through with everything. Or, you just slowly get over it and try to forget it ever happened.
Fuck, life is hard. Its so, so beautiful and amazing. It makes me want to cry sometimes. Especially when you have the embodiement of happyness, joy, beauty, compassion, sorrow, intelligence and every other powerfull emotion in front of you, and there's no way you can have it.
It's so confusing, because you just want to say "Fuck this" and remove these feelings you have, you just want to find something to replace them. You want to move on and not run the risk of seriously getting hurt.
But at the very same time, you don't want to lose everything that you've gained, you fear how horrible life would be without the things you've grown to love. You want to hold on for as long as possible untill everything comes appart and there's no pretending anymore.
Ultimately, who knows what's going to happen, anything could. That's life. No matter how much you play your cards right, no matter how much you try your best for thinsg to work out or no matter how bad things are going, anything could happen at any time. With a bit of luck, hopefully things can eventually take a turn for the best.
Haha, there it is again, my heart trying to trick my conscience into believing I have a chance.
Sigh, blasted recurring patterns.
Thursday, June 24, 2010
Summertime music
I was surprised today to hear that someone didn't know the song "summertime"! It's such a classic, something everyone should know. There are so many different versions, it's hard to pick one. Ella Fitzgerald does the song justice, so I'll link her version:
A version that I truly love is by Sublime and Pharcyde. If you ignore the video and just listen to the song, it's really nice. It has a good blend of jazz and hip-hop.
Another summery song that came to mind is The Girl from Ipanema. The way the she signs/speaks is a little strange, but it's so perfect for the song. It completely sets the mood.
Although this song isn't very summery, it's still caught my attention every time I listen to it. I like the sound of the telephone ringing for some reason...
I'll finish off with this ad for Grand Marnier.
The music, the colors and the content represent that cool ''joie de vivre" feeling you get, or at least try to get, during the summer. I want to dress up all snazzy and drink Grand Marnier on a balcony in Paris in the late afternoon while fireworks go off in the background!
Here's to dreamin'.
A version that I truly love is by Sublime and Pharcyde. If you ignore the video and just listen to the song, it's really nice. It has a good blend of jazz and hip-hop.
Another summery song that came to mind is The Girl from Ipanema. The way the she signs/speaks is a little strange, but it's so perfect for the song. It completely sets the mood.
Although this song isn't very summery, it's still caught my attention every time I listen to it. I like the sound of the telephone ringing for some reason...
I'll finish off with this ad for Grand Marnier.
The music, the colors and the content represent that cool ''joie de vivre" feeling you get, or at least try to get, during the summer. I want to dress up all snazzy and drink Grand Marnier on a balcony in Paris in the late afternoon while fireworks go off in the background!
Here's to dreamin'.
Summertime, Part Deux.
Writing these posts out (in the way that I do, with tons of [useless] detail) takes a long time...
In any case, to continue on from the previous post:
Saturday I ended up heading back out to St. Laurent to celebrate Shaima's birthday with some other Winner's coworkers. We went to Buona Notte, a pretty nice supper club. Ironically, Yili ended up going out to dinner with some of her friends only two restaurants over! I had work the next morning and she didn't want to go clubbing again, so we both ditched our parties and went to find Huilong to bum a lift home haha.
Sunday I had work, then went to the Kirkland for fathers day. We had a nice relaxing BBQ with Anne-Marie, Cindy, my brother and my dad. Crazily enough, I'd spoken with Yili about doing a movie night sometime, and so she decided that night was best. I was up for the adventure, so after taxiing in from the West Island, I took a bus out to Dorval then got a lift from her to Cong's place. We rented Wolfman
and the recent spanish movie with Penelope Cruz. The former was relatively entertaining, but the second was just too complicated for 3 am. We ended up watching Ratatouille, an animation I really love. Unfortunately I missed a bit of it because I was falling asleep. Even worse, I decided not to go to work, without calling in sick or anything. -_-'''' I'm such an idiot! But it was soooo worth it!
Monday we got up late, lazed around a bit, then we went out to play some bball. It was so good to play as well as soak in some sun. Sadly, Cong still overpowered, oversized and beat me, even with his hurt wrists. After that we ate some really good Sushi. Then Yili and I went to Lachine and played with Beibei a bit while enjoying the sunset and the cool breeze on the St. Laurence river. Then, since we're slow, we ended up missing the bus back downtown. Subsequently, she missed her class for the night. That worked out well in the end, because we drove in to montreal and toured the area a bit. We went from Mt. Royal to the lookout in westmount
, we passed by my old house, then went for a walk in old port. Another great night!
Tuesday we met up and went to Mont Royal to take in some sun and relax. As Yili always has her camera, we got all artistic and whipped up some artsy leaf shots XD
Then we went to meet up with Huilong, his cousin and Felix to watch Toy Story 3, which was soooooooooooo good! I want to watch it again! Unfortunately we ruined the after-feelings by watching Jonah Hex (for free), which was horrible. Then we ate at Sports Station. Chicken wanngsss!
That leads to today. This time Yili and I met up in Chinatown, where we amazed by all the nigerian niggers from Niger. We walked over to La Grand Bibliotheque to peruse the books and listen to some interesting jazzy music. Then we got some Bilboquet and rapped our way to Place Desjardins. Our art skills came out again as we attempted to poorly sketch eachother... then off to class for her, home for me.
Ok, so that was a real struggle just to write all that out. I feel like the only adjectives I use are "nice, super, good and interesting" and I use the word "really" too much. Anyway, I'll avoid doing these long "recap" posts in the future. I mean, its nice to have the memories written down, but then they get rushed and seem to be not as good as they were. I just had the urge to enumrate everything we did in the past week for some reason...
In any case, to continue on from the previous post:
Saturday I ended up heading back out to St. Laurent to celebrate Shaima's birthday with some other Winner's coworkers. We went to Buona Notte, a pretty nice supper club. Ironically, Yili ended up going out to dinner with some of her friends only two restaurants over! I had work the next morning and she didn't want to go clubbing again, so we both ditched our parties and went to find Huilong to bum a lift home haha.
Sunday I had work, then went to the Kirkland for fathers day. We had a nice relaxing BBQ with Anne-Marie, Cindy, my brother and my dad. Crazily enough, I'd spoken with Yili about doing a movie night sometime, and so she decided that night was best. I was up for the adventure, so after taxiing in from the West Island, I took a bus out to Dorval then got a lift from her to Cong's place. We rented Wolfman
and the recent spanish movie with Penelope Cruz. The former was relatively entertaining, but the second was just too complicated for 3 am. We ended up watching Ratatouille, an animation I really love. Unfortunately I missed a bit of it because I was falling asleep. Even worse, I decided not to go to work, without calling in sick or anything. -_-'''' I'm such an idiot! But it was soooo worth it!
Monday we got up late, lazed around a bit, then we went out to play some bball. It was so good to play as well as soak in some sun. Sadly, Cong still overpowered, oversized and beat me, even with his hurt wrists. After that we ate some really good Sushi. Then Yili and I went to Lachine and played with Beibei a bit while enjoying the sunset and the cool breeze on the St. Laurence river. Then, since we're slow, we ended up missing the bus back downtown. Subsequently, she missed her class for the night. That worked out well in the end, because we drove in to montreal and toured the area a bit. We went from Mt. Royal to the lookout in westmount
, we passed by my old house, then went for a walk in old port. Another great night!
Tuesday we met up and went to Mont Royal to take in some sun and relax. As Yili always has her camera, we got all artistic and whipped up some artsy leaf shots XD
Then we went to meet up with Huilong, his cousin and Felix to watch Toy Story 3, which was soooooooooooo good! I want to watch it again! Unfortunately we ruined the after-feelings by watching Jonah Hex (for free), which was horrible. Then we ate at Sports Station. Chicken wanngsss!
That leads to today. This time Yili and I met up in Chinatown, where we amazed by all the nigerian niggers from Niger. We walked over to La Grand Bibliotheque to peruse the books and listen to some interesting jazzy music. Then we got some Bilboquet and rapped our way to Place Desjardins. Our art skills came out again as we attempted to poorly sketch eachother... then off to class for her, home for me.
Ok, so that was a real struggle just to write all that out. I feel like the only adjectives I use are "nice, super, good and interesting" and I use the word "really" too much. Anyway, I'll avoid doing these long "recap" posts in the future. I mean, its nice to have the memories written down, but then they get rushed and seem to be not as good as they were. I just had the urge to enumrate everything we did in the past week for some reason...
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Summertime~ Part 1.
No one says it better than this man:
Well, I haven't posted anything in a while, but for good reason. It's summertime! For the past week I've been going out (almost) every day. I was accompanied by my right-hand retard rhymnoceros, Yili, during most of these days. I think we've both been having a blast exploring our city, both downtown and in its surroundings.
Tuesday we watched Xiao Dre pull some flashy jacket moves in Karate Kid.
I probably prefer the first version, but this modern take is a nice hommage. I would prefer Smith over his son, but he becomes endearing the more you watch him. Soon enough you're cheering him and Jackie on against the douchebag asian kids who have sayan-like power. After that we went and had some really good Szechuan!
Thursday I met up with Yili at Beaudry and we looked at cameras, shopped around in the thrift shops and ghetto-fabulous clothing stores. We also ate at Gainsbar, one of the coolest bar's I've ever been to. Then we went out to Lachine and walked along the shoreline with Beibei! One of, if not THE, cutest dog's I've ever met!
After that, we met up with Huilong and Felix and went downtown to watch the NBA finals between the Lakers and the Celtics with Cong. Kobe should be happy, he now has more rings than Shaq. Sports Station was full, but good ol' Boit de Karaoke had more than enough space.
Friday was extra fun! Yili hadn't been clubbing yet(technically) and so we all decided to go out! I chose Tokyo Bar because its small and rather casual. Felix, Cong and Kathryn, Yili's super-friendly filipina friend, came along with us. It was such a great night!
More to come in the next post!
Well, I haven't posted anything in a while, but for good reason. It's summertime! For the past week I've been going out (almost) every day. I was accompanied by my right-hand retard rhymnoceros, Yili, during most of these days. I think we've both been having a blast exploring our city, both downtown and in its surroundings.
Tuesday we watched Xiao Dre pull some flashy jacket moves in Karate Kid.
I probably prefer the first version, but this modern take is a nice hommage. I would prefer Smith over his son, but he becomes endearing the more you watch him. Soon enough you're cheering him and Jackie on against the douchebag asian kids who have sayan-like power. After that we went and had some really good Szechuan!
Thursday I met up with Yili at Beaudry and we looked at cameras, shopped around in the thrift shops and ghetto-fabulous clothing stores. We also ate at Gainsbar, one of the coolest bar's I've ever been to. Then we went out to Lachine and walked along the shoreline with Beibei! One of, if not THE, cutest dog's I've ever met!
After that, we met up with Huilong and Felix and went downtown to watch the NBA finals between the Lakers and the Celtics with Cong. Kobe should be happy, he now has more rings than Shaq. Sports Station was full, but good ol' Boit de Karaoke had more than enough space.
Friday was extra fun! Yili hadn't been clubbing yet(technically) and so we all decided to go out! I chose Tokyo Bar because its small and rather casual. Felix, Cong and Kathryn, Yili's super-friendly filipina friend, came along with us. It was such a great night!
More to come in the next post!
Sunday, June 13, 2010
Winners, fabuleux pour si peu!
Timbo Slice
So I've been working at Winners for almost two years now. "Wow," you think "either this guy is a loser who can't get a better job, or he really must love Winners." and you're right! I'm a loser who loves wieners! Ahhh, thankfully I'm not. Actually, I'm sure I could get a much better job in terms of pay/experience, and I don't particularly like doing the things you have to do at Winners. What I do like, however, are the people that work there. This includes (some) of the managers, and almost all of the employees. I've actually made a lot of friends, with people my age, twice my age, a bit younger. All ethnicity's and from all sorts of different backgrounds, its really interesting!
[Random anecdote/ Haha, I even won associate of the quarter a month or two ago because I voted for myself, then I told others to vote for me as a joke, obviously not expecting to get any votes. They all listened to me and voted for me haha!/random anecdote.]
I'm also very comfortable there. I can pretty much have any hours I want, I can change my schedule whenever and I'm so used to the work. For these reasons, I choose to continue working at Winners. Oh, I also live 5 minutes away. That helps too.
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Anyhow, the real reason why I wanted to talk about Winners is all of the new employees that they hire. I work sunday/monday. So there's about a week in between the times I work. I kid you not, pretty much every week they hire at least one new person.
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Turns out I was too tired to finish this post and I don't want to finish writing it. Too bad! It'll have to to go up like this.
So I've been working at Winners for almost two years now. "Wow," you think "either this guy is a loser who can't get a better job, or he really must love Winners." and you're right! I'm a loser who loves wieners! Ahhh, thankfully I'm not. Actually, I'm sure I could get a much better job in terms of pay/experience, and I don't particularly like doing the things you have to do at Winners. What I do like, however, are the people that work there. This includes (some) of the managers, and almost all of the employees. I've actually made a lot of friends, with people my age, twice my age, a bit younger. All ethnicity's and from all sorts of different backgrounds, its really interesting!
[Random anecdote/ Haha, I even won associate of the quarter a month or two ago because I voted for myself, then I told others to vote for me as a joke, obviously not expecting to get any votes. They all listened to me and voted for me haha!/random anecdote.]
I'm also very comfortable there. I can pretty much have any hours I want, I can change my schedule whenever and I'm so used to the work. For these reasons, I choose to continue working at Winners. Oh, I also live 5 minutes away. That helps too.
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Anyhow, the real reason why I wanted to talk about Winners is all of the new employees that they hire. I work sunday/monday. So there's about a week in between the times I work. I kid you not, pretty much every week they hire at least one new person.
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Turns out I was too tired to finish this post and I don't want to finish writing it. Too bad! It'll have to to go up like this.
Thursday, June 10, 2010
Dang blogger not working right
Lets see if this post goes above the others. Otherwise, my blog is a fail :(
lets see!
lets see!
Wednesday, June 09, 2010
Inaugural post!
I don't expect anyone apart from myself to read this. That doesn't matter though, does it? I feel like these blogs are meant for their creators anyway. It lets them get their ideas and thoughts out as well as keep a record of moments of their life and things that interested them. That's how I see it at least. If you're lucky you get a couple of friends who follow (who most likely also have blogs). It WOULD be more satisfying to know that someone other than you is following what you're writing, but that would just be a bonus.
Anyway, I just wanted to write a little something as a first post. I'll be setting everything up for a little while. Hopefully this won't get forgotten and I'll actually make pertinent entries. Right now it's 4 am and I should be sleeping. What's keeping me awake is all this new Jazz Hip Hop I recently downloaded. I want to keep listening. This writing gives me something to do at the same time.
Here's some of the stuff I'm listening to : )
I plan on writing about whatever I feel like. Movies I liked, a fun day with friends, just posting pictures. Whatever. I should sleep.
Good'ay mates!
Anyway, I just wanted to write a little something as a first post. I'll be setting everything up for a little while. Hopefully this won't get forgotten and I'll actually make pertinent entries. Right now it's 4 am and I should be sleeping. What's keeping me awake is all this new Jazz Hip Hop I recently downloaded. I want to keep listening. This writing gives me something to do at the same time.
Here's some of the stuff I'm listening to : )
I plan on writing about whatever I feel like. Movies I liked, a fun day with friends, just posting pictures. Whatever. I should sleep.
Good'ay mates!
M.A.T. 7
So this past weekend I attended Montreal Annual Tournament. The biggest fighting game tourney of the year, MAT brings in people from Toronto, Ottawa, Quebec city, sometimes the U.S. as well as a large number of Montreal players. It was held out in the basement of a church in Cote-Vertu. The place was lacking set-ups, was pretty far from home and very hot, but it was tons of fun none-the-less.
Thankfully, one of the older players, known as Master (Chef) Mao, was kind enough to cook up some pretty good Pad Thai and Chicken Chop for people who were hungry. It went at 10$, but it was more than worth it.
Turns out playing Street Fighter is really expensive. 15$ entry fee that covers the two days. 10$ for the team tournament Friday, 10$ for the singles tournament Saturday. 10$ for poutine + drinks Friday, 10$ for Mao's food Saturday. 15$ for the MTLSF t-shirt. ~ 7,75$ for the metro tickets to go there. = 77,75$ for two days of tourney fun. :S I'm not complaining, it was worth it.
In the end, our team didn't do so well. We lost twice :( On Saturday, I did much better in the singles tournament. I placed 25th out of 104 entrants, which I'm really happy with. The overall winner and 3rd place went to two Torontonians (>:( boooo), but thankfully 2nd place went to Richard, aka Snafoo from Montreal. Yattade!
I'll leave you with a video of a money match between Eric Hai (3rd place) and Snafoo. It was pretty hype! Talk pas shit!
Thankfully, one of the older players, known as Master (Chef) Mao, was kind enough to cook up some pretty good Pad Thai and Chicken Chop for people who were hungry. It went at 10$, but it was more than worth it.
I'll leave you with a video of a money match between Eric Hai (3rd place) and Snafoo. It was pretty hype! Talk pas shit!
