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Sunday, January 6, 2008

Succession/Recession?

The title is a trick question. The answer is already there; Success.

I got laid off from Vito's last week. That kind of sucked, but in more ways than I perhaps realize. It is simple to say that this layoff was a good thing because it presented me the need to find a better opportunity. And how great for this to be true that I may start working for ADT security systems a day or two from now. What I like most about this opportunity is that I can work from home!

When I registered for the position, as required by the job poster, the job description stated that I can make $1,000 in the first week with "little effort." Sounds a bit too good to be true, eh. Not to mention, the position did not require a job experience. My employer will be Apex, a subsidiary of ADT. It is indeed a work from home job. How much better can you get than that? Well, if you have an education and rèsumé to back yourself up, you can get better definitely. Goes without saying, actually.

If this works out, then I may be able to take back the apartment for myself. It'll be such a good thing for myself if I do that, because it's just too noisy and cluttered at the time with so many people coming and going in the house. Too much second-hand smoke, litter, drunkenness, and noise for my taste. It was so much more peaceful and it was much easier when the place was all to myself. I bought my own food and thus consumed it all myself, the house was quiet, I was extremely minimal with electricity use, and the house was relatively clean (other than my room, but if you know guys like me well, then you would understand why). Nowadays though, with so much laziness, noise, and low-life behavior ridding the place, I can't help but feel very anxious for the day that the apartment can be claimed as my own.

Well, the phone interview for the job is tomorrow, when I make it happen anyway. I hope this goes through, because the job makes pretty damn good money. If I succeed, then I can easily claim this apartment as my own in the very near future. Wish me luck, y'all.

Sunday, December 23, 2007

Update from the Bear

Winter time is fast approaching, if it isn't here already. Lots of things happened in the last couple of months, and only a small portion of them are overtly positive.

On the first of November, I began life on my own. Mentally, it was not hard to cope with, at all mind you. The reason being for this is perhaps because I was quite willing to get myself out of Woodstock, and I will admit it for all of my life, that I do not regret that choice. It was not a bad choice at all, I must say, despite the hardships I've gone through in the last couple of months, especially this month. More on that below.

My roommate moved in a week prior to December. It took him that damn long enough to move in, eh? He had a job, too, but he had too many excuses up his sleeve to do anything about it until the day finally moved in. So far, he hasn't payed much on his part, not much at all. He gave me $100 the second week that he lived here, but I had to use it on food, getting around town on the bus, job interviews, etc. However, my roommate (whom I shall designate henceforth as "Mr. X") has a handful of quirks that I can't stand...to a degree. For one, he's a party animal. It's all he does it seems. This one quirk leads on to one that's more serious. He allows people to stay here after a party. Because of this, he's allowed another person to live here, but that doesn't include this person's friend temporarily crashing at the place. Temporary my ass, she's been living here since the beginning of the month, for free mind you. He had to violate my trust by allowing them to do so without consulting me first, which is a big mistake on his part because I am the 'boss' of the place, I pay most or all of the bills, and I didn't want a bunch of people living here. He's no right to do such things.

One thing that has ticked me off about my roommate is that he's become increasingly lazy over time, he could even be at his peak laziness now, mind you. He has only worked twice since he's lived here, and because of his neglect to show up to work, he got fired. He hasn't done much of any job searching, from what I could tell. More or less, he's been sitting on the couch all day, or playing on my computer when I'm not around or when he asks. I think the next time that I go to work (oh, I should have said earlier that I got a job. Job sucks, mind you :P), I will unplug my computer so that he can't use it, and bring the power cord with me :). Seriously, this is how irritated I am getting to this point. He's lucky that it is the time of holidays, because if it wasn't, then I would have had him leave a week ago.

So about all he does each and every day is stay home, sit on the couch, get drunk or eat the shittiest food that you can buy (or both), play games or watch drab television, and once in a while, he throws parties that really aren't parties, and more like a gathering of drunken/stoned (often both) retards who talk about the most boring shit my artificial ears have ever heard. Not to mention, they dirty up the house all the damn time, there's always something broken it seems, and they leave lights on (thus bringing up my electricity bill). To ice the cake, they complain about me requesting them to clean up their fucking mess before I go to work for 8 to 10 hours. Talk about being childish.

The two people that are living off of my bills for free (at the moment, this will change very soon) don't do much of anything themselves. In fact, I don't remember the last time they've gone outside for anything other than getting craptacular food from the new Sobey's. One of them is supposed to land a job so as to return to her home, but she hasn't done almost any of that to the best of my knowledge. In fact, just thinking about that, I am considering telling her to apply at a McDonald's, seeing as she's a high-school dropout and is lucky to get any job at all with that unfortunate development on her profile. The other one is also a high-school dropout, for perhaps better reasons (although there are hardly any competent reasons to fucking quit school, truthfully), but she hasn't applied at many more places as the last one. While she does help clean up around the house, and paid for those few weeks where she's lived under my roof, it isn't quite enough to remedy the fact that she's just as big a slob as the rest of them. She hardly cleans, to be honest, and even when she cleans, all of my roommate's friends, including her, dirty them up only hours after they're cleaned (I've seen these dishes after she's "cleaned" them, and her clean-job is pretty mediocre at best). I clean up as often as I can, seeing as I am busying myself these days, but I can't do it all. When I get home from work, and see a rat's nest like what the place is now, I get a bit upset. I'm doing all I can to snap them out of their lazy stupor, but they're so childish as to avoid taking any relative ounce of responsibility.

This will change though. I plan on giving him the metaphorical boot next month, because I am getting tired of him and his friends' shenanigans. At this rate, we're no better than bums, although I am the only one who is doing something to rid ourselves of that label. As time goes on though, I am only considering worrying about myself, because I am quite sure that my roommate will be out of here, for good and without any negotiation, sometime next month. He seems to forget that we have such a forgiving, patient, and astoundingly polite landlord, too. I had to put my dignity and outward compassion on the line for my roommate when dealing with our landlord, so it was indeed an uncomfortable thing to do. In fact, if we didn't have the landlord we have now, neither of us would be living here. I wouldn't be writing this at this very moment. This is how good he and I have this, but he does little or nothing to show a bit of appreciation for it. So, consequences will be made. He shouldn't require a wakeup call to get his ass back in gear.

However, I will have the house to myself over the holidays, so I am at least thankful for the holidays for that reason. Hopefully they actually clean up, rather than doing something half-assed about their blatant mess. My parents are coming down in a couple of days, so it's the least that my lazy prick of a roommate can do, seeing as he does nothing otherwise.

GB out.

Sunday, December 2, 2007

American Psycho inspired Poem

 

Blissless Shell (inspired by American Psycho)

by Garrett “Grizzly” W.


Look past me, I am the hideous

You can't grasp my total lack of bliss

My body writhes silently, swiftly

My mind conjures wickedry like ecstasy

I am a cracked, hollow shell

I am your last sight before your trip to hell


You're heartless almost mindless

You're a tool – you're a fool

I am the cleanser, the defender

I am the scourge to everything for pleasure

My total lack of bliss

Accompanies your death kiss


I seek the not-so-meek

I laugh as I feel weak

Every week I feed or purge

Inspired murder – cannot resist the urge

You see me as that I am not

I always see you as one when you rot


Fierce competition, hatred fruitions

Better is my motto, it's my mission

Attaining such needs oft sadism

I should be the embodiment of Sadism

I despise me, you espouse me

For that I take you with glee


Instability, insanity, my very few abilities

Do not so much as to self-please

You hear me albeit with ignorance

Hence I destroy you in my blunt arrogance

My journey through my total lack of bliss

Should it be not so much as a miss?

Friday, November 23, 2007

Jesus (8 year olds, dude), I am good: "The Darkening Corrupter" poem

The Darkening Corrupter

by Garrett “Grizzly” W.


*Darkening corrupter

Taking forth the lover

Hatred spreads as butter

Only to continue a new day

Akin to your corrupter

A bliss-less form of slaughter

It leeches your pure power

To take it away in any way


The darkening corrupter

Bliss-less form of slaughter

Hateful, leeching corrupter

**Right Hand leads today

Any day

Any day

Any day

Any day

Corruption


Darkening corrupter

You're joyous, so laughed the martyr

Right Hand shall cripple the power

And sweep aside for pain

Kneel for your corrupter

As it plows your kin asunder

Our power it never falters

Right Hand leads today, every day


The darkening corrupter

Bliss-less form of slaughter

Hateful, leeching corrupter

Right Hand leads today

Any day

Any day

Any day

Any day

Corruption


Corrupter. Slaughterer. Power.



* Darkening Corrupter: A biological weapon employed by the group below
** The Right Hand (Right Hand as appears in poem): A pseudo-fanatical militia research group bent on tyrannical rule of Earth. Fictional. Will appear in a story of mine.

(Poem and it's contents are in reference to a story I am writing, and also, it's all mine, so don't be a douche and take it. After all, my blog is licensed for protection)

Property of me, Garrett Will

No Mercy!

At Ease! At Ease!

By our God we solemnly swear. At Ease!

Our enemy is at the last square

Police

No our war is not fair

Please

No mercy, we are the flare

No peace!


All hands! All hands!

Without stop we conquer the land. All hands!

One nation, one fight for our man

Man

We fight, knowing that we can

Clan

No stopping now, we shall own your hands

The plan!


March Forth! March Forth!

Lead the biblical raid. March Forth!

Stealing your goods for our maids

Worth

No stopping now, we'll bring the pain

Hurt

Onward march, our path is lain

March forth!

Thursday, November 15, 2007

Poetic Escapades, dark ones too

Nexus Primoris: Crimson Tide

"I feel the tide, pride and true

We're here, the darkness, and so are you

The crimson tide, it will rise swift

As it bestows upon you a vast gift

Dead you are not; alive you are now

Accept, Nexus Primoris, or life you be without"


Nexus Primoris: Left Deceptive


Dissect

Focus

Infect

Nexus

Axel

Nightly

Paid

Bluntly

Visit

Exit

Exist

Resist

Higher

Lower

Praise

Power

Exact

Destruct

Reenact

Product

Wise

Young

Devised

Wrung

Left Deceptive Ways Manipulative

Right Productive Days Destructive

Hand Power Land Conquer


I wonder if any of you would know what the poems mean? Well, I won't spoil it for you so you can figure out for yourself.

Tuesday, November 13, 2007

Back and not wearing Black

I have returned to Moncton.

Well, I have been here for a couple of weeks now, almost, so it's actually been a while since I came back. However, that doesn't explain why I haven't been on the internet for the 12 days I have been here. I didn't have internet until today, basically. Such an unfortunate thing had, until today, been taking a toll on my sanity like living in Woodstock was. Here, however, I just had no way of talking to anybody without having to go to a pay phone, the closest of which is a few blocks away. I didn't mention that I had no phone either. I pretty much got all of my services: phone, internet, and digital TV in a package. You save money that way. Sometimes you sacrifice something to do that, but if you have to take the affordable approach, you should stick to a package plan.

I am not working yet. It would be hard to knowing that my services wouldn't get hooked up until today. My mother told me that I could have asked if it could be set up sooner, but I neither thought of that before nor do I think it would be reasonable for the company; Rogers. But that's fine now. It would have definitely helped to try and get the services hooked up sooner than today in terms of getting employment, but no one is able to change time these days in their favor, so it can't be changed. I have 18 days until the month ends, but I am hoping to get a job this week or early the next, or else if I get a job after that, I may make a very small amount of money.

That makes room for the domicile I live in. My stepdad John helped me get this place I live in by talking to a good friend and colleague about my situation. This same colleague, one Bob Carter, said that I could move in and have the place the same day, as most other places would need a day or two's notice, and my roommate-to-be will not have payed until a couple days later. Oh, on top of the roommate thing, he hasn't fucking moved in yet. It's ridiculous at how long he's held it off. He also owes money, and since it is a VERY reasonable amount that will leave him with well over a hundred dollars judging by his WEEKLY paycheck, he has no excuse to complain.

So there are two issues at hand now. One is that I need employment. Moncton is loaded with employment opportunities; that's something Woodstock had none of, or else the town had a pretty sloppy job market (I would like to say the former), I mean, if you can't even fucking work at Wal-Mart, you've got a problem there, mate! The other is the thing with my roommate. He hasn't even moved in yet, and he hasn't payed his part. It's the middle of the month, and all of the days he has taken off from work, he's done nothing to bring himself here. I am starting to think that either he isn't serious about this whole thing, or else he's a very unreliable roommate. I'm probably better off without him but I must wait this off only a while longer. I gave him a deadline to comply by, and if he doesn't, then the deal's off. I don't know what will happen after that, and I can probably expect a lot to happen. I am hoping that it works out.