T-Minus 7 days

I woke up this morning at about 6.30 am. I wake up every morning at about 6.30, unless I am on the early shift(which thankfully I will not be on again for a long while) in which case I wake up at 6. Usually, if I don't have to be up, I can go back to sleep. Not in the past week. The excitement of my upcoming nuptials is beginning to take effect. So here I am, blogging at 7.30 am, when I am going out for a night of debauchery with my co-workers(and one sister) tonight, and thinking, it's a damned good thing I moved my hair appointment to the afternoon rather than the morning, allowing for some nap-time! YAY!!!!!

Stress-me-not

So I had a little freak out. There was still a lot to do, and very little time. Eventually I calmed down (after wreaking MUCH havoc) and now that we are a little closer, I have found that each little thing that gets ticked off is like a huge weight off my shoulders. Seven days people!

In My Brain

I know that I complain a lot about the building I live in as well as my particular geographic location. Recently there was a notice posted with regards to a recent act of public urination, informing the wonderful tenants who live here that it was both disrespectful AND illegal to pee in front of someones door. This is not my complain tonight. It has nothing to do with my neighbours. It really has nothing to do with the building itself. My problem tonight is this: Sirens. I hear sirens all the time. I can hear them right now. This is a photo from my balcony, the arrows point to where I can actually see the highway[when there are no leaves on the trees, and especially now since they cut down the fir tree in the foreground there :( ].



If it wasn't bad enough to be a stones throw away from the highway, the main road to and from the hospital is right behind my building. If it isn't emergency vehicles on the highway(which probably makes up about 40%) it's emergency vehicles on the main street behind me. A lot of ambulances, but also fire trucks. Let us not forget the times that they come screaming down our street with their wretched noise pollution, since there are a great many elderly people in the condos you see in the photo. Oh and did I mention that the cop shop is also in the block on the other side of the main road from me? It's like I live in the Hub'O'Siren. I cannot WAIT to be free of this cement block cell I currently call home. Enough is enough, people were NOT meant to live this way!

Palin/Biden Debate

What a train wreck that Sarah Palin is! How many times can someone say Maverick, and Newkewlar? How does someone like this even get to be Mayor or Governor?!?!? I fear for the future of the planet, should the backward "win" again. FEAR!