last year i was quite upset when the red eared slider turtles were massacred at central park in burnaby. the details of my emotional crisis over the turtle holocaust were EXPERTLY DOCUMENTED ON ENJOY THE MOMENT.
fuck me, THEY'RE AT IT AGAIN! things must be pretty good in abbotsford if red eared slider turtles are public enemy number 1. i haven't visited the controversial turtle sites in abbotsford, it's way too far for an old man to pedal a bicycle, so it'll be up to some other civic minded citizen to advocate for the turtles. in central park the red eared sliders peacefully co-existed with the western painted guys. i always saw a row of mixed turtles basking on logs.
if that's not bad enough i was scolded by my boss yesterday for not reading her emails. being scolded by a young rubenesque woman could have been an embarrassing situation if it wasn't so funny. of course i didn't refer to her as a young rubenesque lady when relating the story to my peers. the first word rhymed with cat and the second word rhymed with punt. so it goes.
and just to add to my fabulous week, the cable company is sending out a technician tomorrow to check out the noisy gateway pvr they stuck me with. the phone rep suggested relocating the base station to our garage. fuck them, they either give me a new quiet model or it's adios muchachos.
i love you sons of bitches.