Damn weekend went by waaaay too fast. Chris and I went mini golfing on Saturday, although the wind was a little frigid. I took Mom shopping at Walmart yesterday, where I think she bought half the flipping contents of the store. Spent the rest of my time cleaning house and doing laundry. Not very thrilling, to say the least. I am seriously flat broke until the 7th, so this should be a pretty uneventful week. "Idol" should be good this week, with each of the contestants performing two songs. I'm not sure who I want to win, since I really like Chris, Elliott and Taylor. I think Paris will go home this week, unless she does something spectacular tomorrow.

A few dollars at the comic book store? Yeah, right. It cost me $35 for 7 comics. This hobby can be bloody expensive. I was very happy that he tracked down Runaways #13 for me, though. I went to bed at 8:00 last night. I swear, this cold has kicked the living hell out of me. Thank god I rarely get sick. They laid off our shop foreman yesterday, as the department is losing money in a big way. I'm not sure if laying Mike off was a decent solution, but it certainly sets an ominous tone around here.

Dinner with Elizabeth went well last night. We had shrimp at Red Lobster and went shopping afterwards. She got me season2 of Roswell, Harry Potter & TGOF, two pairs of earrings, some candles and some candy. The car purchase has left me completely broke, so I think it's going to be a quiet couple of weeks, especially with Chris & Mom's birthdays coming up, as well as Mother's Day. I will have to spend a few dollars at the comic book store today though, as the new Astonishing X-men and Runaways come out today.

Well, Mom is all moved in to her new apartment. Now if I could just stay away from there for a while, life would be good. I hooked up her internet yesterday and already she's having computer problems so I can see this will be fun. I have been sicker than a dog since last Wednesday, so any scheduled alone time with Chris has gone all to hell. I might as well be a bloody nun. The new car is awesome--it is so great being mobile again without having to always rely on someone else. I'm having my birthday dinner with Elizabeth tonight so I'm looking forward to that.

Well, Sunday was the big day. I am now officially old. It went by without much fanfare, although Chris and I had a fabulous meal at Canyon Creek Chophouse. He got me tickets to the LOTR stage show, which sounds awesome. I have always wanted to go to a theatrical production like this, so I'm very excited. I bought a car this week and am just waiting for insurance confirmation so I can get the darn thing licensed. It's 1995 Honda Accord in mint condition. In other good news, Mom is moving out tomorrow into her new apartment downtown. I cannot wait to have my home all to myself again. It has been a long seven months of sharing 750 square feet with your mother.

Woot! I managed to score a vehicle for a week starting next Thursday, so I will be fully mobile once again. Just in time for the big 3-0, which is approaching at an alarming rate. Been a fun week at home, with some minor scuffles with my maternal roommate. Got my first 6 volumes of Fables and have read the first three. I must say, I really like this series and am glad I forked out the money for them. Off to my LCS for the first time in about three weeks, so I should have lots of reading ahead of me. I bought Daniel Powter's album off of Itunes and I just love it. Another talented Canuck!

TGIF! What a long week. I swear all the kooks have come out of the woodwork and it's not even a full moon! All in all, the week could have been worse. Mom paid for the groceries this week, so that was a load off my shoulders. She went to Brantford yesterday for an appointment, so Chris and I finally got some decent time alone together (alone time that actually went as planned for once). I am eagerly anticipating my latest shipment from Popular Comics-all the current trades of "Fables" and the newest Runaway trade. I am debating whether or not to attend either of the two Comicons coming up in Toronto. I can't say there is really anyone I'm itching to see, aside from Adrian Alphona. I'll have to see if Chris feels like going or not. Had a good week for issue summaries-I actually handed in three. No big plans for the weekend, although sleep is definitely on the agenda.

Mondays stink. My phone has rung off the hook all day. I had a pretty quiet weekend-we went for a walk on Saturday since the weather was so nice and I made some awesome fajitas for dinner. Sunday was a dull day of watching TLC, laundry and organizing the ridiculous amount of comic books lying around the house.

It has basically been the week from hell. The company launching our outgoing automated calls have made three major fuckups this week and I have had to pay for each of them, since it's my voice on the recordings. We are making no money in the department right now, so my bonus sucked big time. My mother has managed to download a shit load of spyware and a possible virus onto my brand new computer at home. Plus we are supposed to be going up north on Saturday, but Chris' dad won't decide until that morning, so I'm left hanging in the air about what we are doing. Personally, I would be content curling up in bed and not getting out for the entire weekend, but no such luck. The only happy news-no more Brenna on "Idol". Woohoo!

Dieting sucks when you are depressed. I reaaaaaly want large doses of chocolate right about now. Bah, why can't chocolate be fat-free, sugar-free and all that? If bloody broccoli can be good for you, so can chocolate. In my next life when I am some supreme diety, my first order of business will be to make all foods that taste divine good for you. To hell with world peace, I want guilt-free chocolate. End rant. Another dull weekend, didn't get up to much of anything. I did make it to the comic book store to pick up Astonishing X-Men. Awesome, can't wait until April to see where Joss is going with this.

Days like this, people around my workplace should be thankful for Canada's strict guns laws, because I could seriously go postal today. And the most annoying ones are the idiots who only got a job here because one of their friends got them in. Goes to show it's not what you know, it's who you know. The weekend was pretty shitty-Chris was still feeling sick and my mom had some interesting words for me on Sunday. I was again told by Chris that there will be no commitment if the situation with my mother is not resolved. And now she's going on about not staying in the city because I am too "involved" with Chris and won't have any time for her. I can't fucking win in this situation.

Another ridiculously boring day at the Hellhole. And time is going by soooo sloooow. I should have brought more volumes of Y :The Last Man to read-I polished off volumes 1-3 this morning. What an awesome comic, just fantastic. I can't wait to start Ex Machina tonight after I'm done volumes 4-6 of Y. Chris and I celebrated Valentine's Day yesterday. The afternoon was a flop, as he wasn't feeling very well, but dinner at Spice of Life was great. We had samosas and spring rolls for appetizers and Chris had a vegetarian fusilli dish for his main course. I had the Seafood Bello, which is a huge grilled portobello mushroom cap, covered in garlic mash potatoes with huge shrimp and scallops in a cream sauce, drizzled with a balsamic reduction and grilled zucchini and peppers. A-MA-ZING. We topped if off with a shared piece of homemade mango cheesecake. Major yum. Chris got me the Muchmusic One-Hit Wonders CD (awesome retro stuff) and a Team Canada hoodie in a fabulous kelly green colour, not to mention a really nice card.

Zzzzzzzzzzz. What a boring day. Does no one want to have their car serviced? I guess I shouldn't complain, because the phone could start ringing off the hook at any moment. Valentine's Day was quiet, as we are supposed to be celebrating it tomorrow but there may be a monkey wrench thrown into our plans. My mom has come down with a brutal cold, so the chance of getting her out of the apartment for several hours for some much needed alone time is looking pretty bad right now. I'm praying for some divine intervention to miraculously heal her (which really isn't true since I'm an athiest, bt I really don't want tomorrow to be ruined). On a bright note, tomorrow is my visit to the comic book store and since I haven't been in about three weeks there should be quite the stack waiting for me. I'm also going to pick up issues 7-13 of Runaways to catch up. I'm still waiting for my Ex Machina and Y:TLM trades to get here, but Popular Comics tends to take FOREVER to ship items, so it could be a few weeks. Saw a sad note on Peter David's blog-Andreas Katsulas has died. Any Star Trek fan will know him as Commander Tomaluk from TNG, and he played a fantastic villian so it is a shame to hear he has passed. On a depressing note, as of tomorrow it is only two months til my 30th birthday-please make time stop...anyone have a time machine, temperal thingamabob or something?

Another bloody clinic over and done with. I had 8 no-shows, which pisses me off to no end. Luckily, all the people we did have were really nice and seemed to enjoy themselves. I am so bushed- I have had such a hard time sleeping this past week and being at work for 13 hours yesterday did not help. Valentines' day is fast approaching, and I have no idea what Chris and I are going to do. I can't have him in and cook dinner with Mom there and Chris is hesitant to spend the money to go out. The whole damn occasion has me depressed, but I'll have to come up with some solution. Winter has finally arrived-this is the first day I have seen any large amount of snow since December, not to mention it's damn cold out there.

Tick tock. Waiting for the other shoe to drop sucks. Then again, it could be my pessimistic nature making things seem worse than they are. But I doubt it. Things usually are as bad as they seem.

I'm feeling ridiculously depressed and I'm not sure why. It's like I'm walking around with a big, soggy blanket over me. Menstruating is not helping the situation, either. Why the fuck can't chocolate be good for you?

Another quiet weekend. I went shopping with Chris on Saturday to help him pick out some new glasses-Lenscrafters was absurdly overpriced so we ended up shopping at Hakim. Yesterday sucked-I felt depressed and bleh all day and really just wanted to spend the day in bed. Mom's in Brantford for a therapist's appointment so Chris and I will get a little time alone tonight. We have our appointments at the spa this weekend, so I'm psyched for that. I purchased a shit load of TPB's off Ebay this weekend-Y:The Last Man volumes 1-6, Ex Machina 1 & 2 and The Hood, all by BKV. I am very much looking forward to devouring them-the comics lately haven't been really great, so something new will be welcome.

Hmph. Not much going on. I am very disappointed with the election results, but there ain't a hell of a lot I can do about it. Chris keeps trying to convince me that Stephen Harper is not the devil, but I'm sure the bastard has a pointy tail. Work has been strange, busy one minute, dead the next. No progress on finding Mom somewhere else to live, so that situation still sucks ass. On a positive note, I found a new comic book to read. Runaways by BKV...I just finished the first volume of 18 issues and really, really enjoyed it.

Bloody boring-ass weekend. Today has been ridiculously quiet for a Monday... I keep waiting for something freaky to suddenly happen, becasue it is never this calm. I feel like I'm going to yak as this liquid diet is not making me feel very well, but I've got to lose weight somehow. We finished watching Firefly on the weekend, so we're set to watch Serenity again. I must say, I absolutely loved Firefly...amazing TV series. If there is anything Joss Whedon does well, it's create and write interesting characters. Now I'm set to start watching my Roswell DVD's for seasons 2 & 3. I printed off one of those do-it-yourself will kits, so I can decide how to split up all the nothingness I own. Gee, who will I leave my Eeyore collection to?

Another bloody customer clinic. Ugh. The customers are great and so is the presenter who comes in, but getting zero acknowledgment for the work I do blows bigtime. For some reason the higher-ups seem to think I enjoy having a thirteen hour work day, hauling heavy tables and chairs, carrying bags of food and preparing platters, and getting nothing for it. They are deluded, apparently. Mom comes back from Brantford today after a two-day trip. It was blissful having the house to myself last night, although I wish I would have known she wasn't coming home yesterday so I could have had Chris over. We only have 5 more episodes to go until we are finished Firefly, which has been absolutely awesome to this point. It's a shame the network hadn't appreciated what a great show it was. I ordered season3 of Roswell on DVD, now I just need to find season 2 at a decent price. The diet is going well, so far, but I'm sure I'll slip up today with all the goodies at the clinic...ah, well. I'll make sure I go right back to it tomorrow.