Do you want to know what amused me on my lunch break today? Men in business suits trying to figure out where to put their plates at the cafeteria.

It makes me laugh that these people, who are part of a company's management team (yes, I did overhear them talking during lunch), who seem to be at a loss when they have to do something as mundane as putting their dishes in a tray. They look clumsy and out of their element. As an employee who works under people like this, it never ceases to amaze me that these people appear to have no common sense.

Here I am, a liberal-minded flunky that still carries a filofax of paper and carries my contacts around in business card form, wondering how it is these people ever got into management anyhow. I don't own a PDA and don't think I will because I think it zaps the person carrying it of any street smarts or in this case, intelligence. In my experience, many managers can be pushy and they cannot understand how some things can just not be done at lightening speed. It makes no difference to them that they have left deadlines until the last minute or that they are rude to people to get things done. They just don't understand that to get things done, they need to show consideration.

I once knew a PhD who didn't understand the concept of budgeting. I don't think she even knew how to balance a cheque book. I think that she thought that money grew on trees. At least she did when she was trying to get supplies. She had to be told over and over again that if there wasn't enough money, she couldn't get things.

It is the average person that knows how to get things done. Being considerate is an important tool in getting tasks completed. This seems to be something that many people have forgotten.

In the meantime, I laugh to myself at those people who consider themselves too important to be a good person. Perhaps I should feel sorry for them but I don't. They are who they are and if karma gets them in the end, they have no one to blame but themselves.

By the way, I hope this doesn't sound like a rant. It wasn't intended to be.

Do you know what's really sad? I really don't have that much to say...

The past week has been so busy and I haven't felt like posting because I have been so tired. Work has kept me hopping and the event that I planned and organized came to fruition and, while it was a success, I am very glad that it is over. I learned much from the experience and now know what it will take to organize the next one.

I went to the first of two night classes on how to write for the web. It was interesting even though it got me home much later than I had hoped. It's left me feeling a little worn out.

Yoga is my saving grace but at two classes a week, I feel a little tired. At least I feel energized afterwards.

I had my yearly health checkup and the whole slough of tests that accompany it to find that my iron levels are a little low. Otherwise, I am healthy. It was causing me a bit of stress though.

Now that the week is over, I plan to take it easy. I hope that my readers do too.

I will, however, be a bit excited because I got a ticket to see Duran Duran next week. I cannot wait!

Take care all and I will talk with you soon!

I'm having trouble focussing my attention thus am unable to complete anything. I suppose it's not worth posting on a day like today.

However, I couldn't resist the temptation to post SOMETHING...

Have a great day!

Hunter S. Thompson commits suicide. Funny, I always thought that he would end his life that way...

Today, I was looking into the film Born into Brothels and I came upon a website entitled Kids with Cameras. This is a site created around a wonderful project, where children are empowered through the art of photography. Please check it out.

I cannot wait to see the film as well as seeing their upcoming projects in Haiti, Jerusalem and Cairo. In case you haven't heard of it, Born into Brothels is about children of prostitutes are have even lower standards than their mothers.

I love stories about people who realize their potentials. These stories give me hope.

I wonder if I offended people with my rantings about the Royal family. There have been no comments in a couple of days...

Yesterday, I started the day on a positive note, due entirely to the email I received from a friend that had to leave my life quite suddenly for health reasons and who I had not heard from in a long time. It gave me such a warm feeling to hear that she is doing well and getting on with her life. It brought tears to my eyes while I read the email that she sent to me.

All this despite the feelings I am having from having partaken in a little too much of my favourite tea drink... I have been feeling a little under the weather because of having too much caffeine in my body and now, as I am washing the effects away with litres and litres of water, my body in going through the withdrawal process. I have been sleepy for days...

I also received a letter from another friend yesterday. This person is someone I feel comfortable telling everything to and in a time of me moaning way too much, he has been entirely supportive. It's funny because many of my really close friends are the ones that live halfway across the world...

I also talked with another of my "best" friends over the weekend and she, while going through a personal struggle of her own, gave me some insights that I should have had long ago.

Up until now, I have always been one of the "grass is greener on the other side of the fence" people. When I become dissatified with where I am, I want to move on to somewhere new. Lately, I have been considering Europe (Italy, Iceland, Berlin and the UK) and Japan and China. However, this friend made me see that while they are my ideals right now, that I should consider where it is that I want to die. Funny, but I thought of Canada first.

Don't get me wrong, I love visiting other places but I always come back here. It's not so expensive, and although we have high rates of taxation, some of these other places are much worse. I haven't given up my ideas of going to these other places but now I have a better perspective.

Anyway, here's hoping that you are all well and having a great day! The sun is shining here and that makes the day seem to go more smoothly.

I was reading a post on Xanth.is this morning that I find absolutely hilarious! It is a message from John Cleese to the people of the US. Although, I don't know if Tony Blair is much better as an option. Perhaps they can send Charles and Camilla instead...

Speaking of the big-eared one and his new fiancee, I just wanted to comment that while I think it good that they will be happy, why the hell didn't they just get married when they were younger?!?! Instead, Charles married Diana, who was years younger and basically ruined her life because he didn't love her and was very open about his love for Camilla. It's just wrong.

I know people who blame Diana for much of what happened during their marriage. Perhaps she should have turned him down but she was so young and probably had this picture perfect ideal of what that marriage was like. You must all remember how stupid we were when we were that age so who can blame her. But Charles is by no means blameless in that he never stopped loving Camilla even though he was married to another. They both committed adultery but he was really in the position of power and did nothing to stop it.

Okay, so I will quit ranting...

I hope that you had a great Valentine's Day. Did anyone do anything that they would like to share? I got a cute pencil with a heart eraser on the top of it from the office custodian (he's married) and an Elmo Valentine card from one of the advisors at our other campus. And I always complain that I don't get anything...

Well, it appears that my posts aren't long enough... I know that because the yellow undertone to this blog has appeared at the bottom. So, here I am trying to find something interesting to say so that I can make up for the extra space.

I went off to my favourite Chinese restaurant and ended up helping behind the counter because it was so busy. Why? you might ask.... well, let me tell you...

Due to the Lunar New Year celebrations, there was the annual Lion Dance and it appeared that everyone and their dog (actually, I didn't see many dogs) was out to watch the dancing and then everyone converged into all of the restaurants in the vicinity. When I got there to eat my lunch, there was a queue to get into the dining room and a queue to buy the "honey buns" that the white people like to eat. (Personally, I like the red bean filled sesame balls) They sold out of buns by about 2:30 pm and then the dining room folks began to disperse.

Because of the huge crowds, I helped out selling buns and running back and forth between the kitchen. I even renewed the paper towels in the washrooms...

After it all died down, I finally got to eat and all was well.

It really was an interesting Sunday in Victoria...

Happy Valentine's Day everyone!

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Happy Lunar New Year Everyone.

While this holiday is commonly known as Chinese New Year, it is celebrated in many countries. This is celebrated in China and Hong Kong, Korea, Viet Nam and many others.

This year is Year of the Rooster. What is your Asian astrological sign? Mine is the Rabbit...

So, have a good New Year's celebration, alright?

Today is a Jamiroquai day. I am listening to Travelling without Moving...

It's inspirational on this sunny Tuesday!

I dyed my hair red this weekend. Just the thing for someone who needs to brighten up their lives...

It's Monday, folks, and I would like to wish you a happy and prosperous week!

Not that I am obsessed with sex lately or anything but last night I sat through an episode of the tv show called Sex Toys and Chocolate and I must say that it is very interesting. Basically, an open dialogue between men and women about sexuality, it brings things out in the open in a safe and open environment. If you get a chance, you should really take a look.

Let's move to film...

This morning, while walking to the bus stop, I was reminded of the film Eraserhead. Why? Because it had rained and the sidewalk was heavily populated by earthworms trying to escape from the soaked earth. If you've never seen the film, there is a scene where one of the characters is on a stage and these earthworm-looking things keep falling from the ceiling. They reminded me of soggy bean sprouts and for a while after watching it, I just couldn't bear to eat anything with sprouts in it.

Has anyone out there seen either of these? I would be interested in hearing your opinions...

Nice

There is nothing better than being with you
And I'm feeling so nice
There is nowhere better than here with you
And it's feeling so nice

Did I already say
'cause you make me forget
I might as well be brave and tell you

"Nice" (Duran Duran from Astronaut)

I feel all warm and cuddly this morning. Why? Because I walked home last night and the stars in the sky were beautiful. Kind of made me feel like this song...

The last couple of days, things have happened that reflected some on the songs on the Duran Duran album. Yesterday, it was the song "Bedroom Toys"...

A young gay friend asked me about these "toys" and what I think is best. Not to be daunted by his question, I had to say that I was not an expert on them and that it would probably be best if he checked it out by asking someone who knew more that I did. (Perhaps it is something for me to research as well) It was interesting because English is not his first language and he really needed clarification on what the terminology actually was. It certainly makes life interesting to have these kind of educational experiences...

I was wondering if anyone out there has any advice that I could pass on. Be brave if you have something to share! (You can email me here if you feel nervous about sharing it online...)

That's it for me today! Catch you later!

I sat behind a guy on the bus yesterday who was wearing a Godsmack baseball cap and wondered whether it was an invitation to smack him in the head. I don't think of myself as god but when I see the work "smack", I do get quite tempted...

By the way, anyone know how they came up with the name?

Wow. Three posts, three days in a row.

The only problem is that I cannot come up with anything to write about...

I've been thinking about my camera recently as I haven't managed to live up to the "three shots a day" challenge. I have been thinking about it though.

I have a personal dilemma happening now in that I think that I might have to go digital if I plan on doing any commercial work. I love my conventional SLR however, the convenience and environmentally-friendly qualities of digital are making me feel that this would be a great option. I don't really want to switch but know that it is probably the right direction to go.

I just don't know. For me, digital isn't really photography and it is something that anyone can do as long as they are computer-savvy. I just cannot bring myself to call it photography because the process of creating a print is different. Not to say that it is not valid, I am just not sure that I could feel like anything but a technology slut.

Any advice out there for a artist torn between her original art and the desire to update her technology?

Okay. So my question of the day is, why is the expression "make love" used when referring to sex? And why do "boys" use it when they just wanna get someone into bed? Do they think we really wanna hear it and it increases their chances?

Girls, what do you think? Would you rather they not sugarcoat things and tell it like it is? Or, do you want the whole romantic vision of it?

Personally, I think that I would rather tell it like it is. Samantha from Sex and the City has it right in calling a f*#k a f*#k.

To all of those boys out there who just wanna get laid, my advice is this. If you are looking for sex, just tell us. It saves a messy emotional situation at a later time.

Even if it is sex with a long-term partner, there is no need to use the term. One can love for many different reasons and in a caring relationship it is just another level of the love that they have for each other.

And, in case you are wondering why the rant about F#*@ing, I have read about, and even overheard these pathetic guys who think it will give them brownie points with women and it inspired me to wonder about the subject... (by the way, is it against blog rules to use the f-word? I wasn't sure so I played it safe)

My message for the day is to skip the sugarcoating and just tell it like it is. That means men and women alike...