People Named Euan and Their Blatant Disregard For Possoms and Possom-Related Things

I take it you posted previous post BEFORE we had our intellectually stimulating conversation last night? THAT'S WHAT I THOUGHT!

As such, I have now provided for you 3, that's right, THREE (it's like tree with an h...I just realized that!) new postings on our OTHER blog. The one I can't normally write on since I'm seldom inebriated. (Soon to be remedied in Scotland. But I must warn you, after last night I don't know how this getting drunk every night thing is going to pan out. I might just start uncontrollably crying or laughing by day 3 and you will have to put me on an early flight home.)

Where was I?

Oh yes, 3 new amazing posts on our other blog. One of them isn't by me, it's by my friend, who of course is welcome to write on my drunken blog as anybody is as long as they are drunk and humourous.

The last few days I have barely found time to breathe little on write emails and post on here. And I still have to finish your present and wrap all my Christmas presents and pack or at least start thinking of what I need to take to Scotland!!

*panics*

I guess I should like, get dressed and do something or some shit.

I'll be Thelma...you be Louise. Wait, which one is hotter?

Coming soon to a theater near you...Ebert and Roper give it two thumbs up. Way up. Well, they may not have been thumbs. Would putting their toes up signify the same thing as their thumbs? Who ever dictated that a thumb up is a good thing anyway? Rebel against the system!! *puts two pinkies up*

I love a movie with a happy ending. The weeping can finally end...starving children in Africa can finally feast...cats and dogs can give each other a big hug, and perhaps put a down payment on a small apartment. The ancient evil has been overcome...and we didn't even need Bruce Willis! Although...it wouldn't have hurt...

No no...Bruce Willis has been replaced by an innocent young man...whose head has not yet been shaved. His glasses reflect not only his kind heart...but his intelligence. What name does this kind creature go by? Well, we never really cared to find out. We call him "IT Co-op Guy". And really...he is the heroine of the movie.

Watch IT Guy as he battles said ancient evil known as "The Evil Work FireWall" (aka Kevin Bacon) with only his bare hands. And just when all seems hopeless...just as the last glint of light is about to fall out of his glasses...true love triumphs. Either that or he just came downstairs and changed the port settings on my computer to completely bypass the firewall. You know...one of the two.

Euan...we owe our lives and happiness to IT Co-Op Guy. He has given us the means to communicate again, and has therefore broken the chains that bound us. I should bring him something nice back from Scotland. Like a kilt. Or a lock of Braveheart's hair or something. Cause really...who is the real hero here??

That being said...it's Saturday...I'm online all day...so come online and rejoice with me!

"They had made it...and there was much rejoicing. Hunger soon took over, so they ate Sir Robin's minstrels. And there was much rejoicing."

The Pain Is Over!!

Euan...I'm online at work...I think for good this time! I'll tell you why later, just come online!

Woot woot.

L

In Withdrawal

It's really strange being at work and actually doing nothing but work. I mean, I try to find other things to distract me, but it just isn't the same. I can only gaze at shiny objects for so long before somebody comes in and questions what I am doing as far as "work" goes. At least when talking on msn you can look busy, like you are typing a long important document. That includes happy faces and the occassional donkey...

On the plus side, I am getting freakish amounts of that work stuff done. It's like, I'm on the ball. How did that term ever get coined anyway? It's not very easy to stand on a ball...I can't even sit on my exercise ball without losing my balance. Then again it doesn't say standing, I now realize I ASSUMED it meant standing on the ball. What is "on the ball" then? Can you put your foot on top of it and still be on it? A finger? A hair?!? Are there degrees of being "on the ball"? These are the questions that plague my mind. Be grateful you are not me.

Edinburgh looms in my near future...and I'm scared. I feel I should brush up on my foreign languages...you know...just in case I end up in Africa or something. Maybe I'll meet up with that tribe that talks by making clicking noises with their mouth and thinks coke bottles are the devil. Yeah. That could rival getting drunk on New Years in Edinburgh. (I just had the greatest urge to write "NOT" after that sentence...remember in grade 3 when that was the rage?? "Yeah...you're cool....NOT")

I wonder if I'll be able to finish one thought in this post without going off on a tangeant. What's up with going off on tangeants anyway? They're so like...nah, I can't keep that going.

525,600 minutes...how do you measure...measure a year...

Euan, I once looked up your tour in a guide book at the bookstore and then sat on the floor dreaming of edinburgh and reading about it over and over again. I told you, you're famous. Do you think they'd hire me as like...a lamp post or something??

Ignoring You!! Ignoring You!?!

I haven't been ignoring you, I've been blocked from you!! Yes, it seems work has really blocked out msn. For the record, I did use my little program to go online Friday twice and you were nowhere to be seen. WHO'S IGNORING WHO NOW HMM???

In FACT I am online right now and you are not! And it's only 2:30 in the afternoon! Like you have an excuse!! You're never on on the weekends...and it's rubbish...RUBBISH I SAY! I did leave a comment on your other post. I can't remember which of our million blogs it's on. There's no exageration there at all, people. We really do have a million blogs.

Now as for YOU Euanness...this is our last chance to chat before I have to go back to that building thingy where I'm blocked off from you! So quit complaining and start taking some action!!! *deep breaths*

Ok...maybe not QUITE as awesome as I thought...

So that little ad bar that's on that program keeps hitting the firewall and is pointing a red flag that I'm trying to get online. So I might just have to buy the damn real version without the ads.

Shouldn't be too much...it would be well worth it for my Euan and Chris! And my msn...*lovingly strokes msn* As it stands, they keep blocking msn stuff and unblocking it and I don't know what the George Clooney is going on.

I miss you guys...

I AM AMAZINGLY AWESOME

I DID IT!! I DID IT!! I'M SO PROUD OF MYSELF YOU HAVE NO IDEA!!!

I found a program to get around the firewall!!! I really did!!! Now I have to contend with an annoying ad bar in the bottom right hand corner of my screen that is there ALL the time, and it's not as steady an internet connection, and I still can't access hotmail, BUT I am back online!

To everybody who needs to bypass a firewall to talk on an instant messenger at work...
www.hopster.com

Yes, I found this on my own. Yes, my internet gurus (sp?) could not even tell me how to get around this. Yes, yes I am amazing. Amazingly awesome.

It's good to be back boys...although the ad bar IS very annoying...I can live with it.

PIECE OF CRAP...it just signed me out and said "thank you for using hopster, your demo limit has been reached. Please connect again in 30 minutes or upgrade to one of our paid accounts" PIECE OF CRAP...but I'm still online...oh well...take what you can get I guess!

This Is The Worst Day Of My Life

They've taken it. They've taken everything away. What is there left to go on for??? Oh, the humanity!!!

Euan...Chris...my msn companions...work has blocked...that is to say firewalled...msn and hotmail. *bursts into tears* It happened today...my msn wasn't working when I was talking to you Euan, and I signed out and couldn't sign back in. Then I noticed I couldn't check my hotmail account either...a big, huge, heartbreaking sign comes up: "this site has been blocked by sonic wall". Nooooooooooooooo!!!!!!

What will I do with myself at work? *Is revolted at the idea of actually DOING work* I mean...I will be so bored...I will go insane...no msn OR hotmail??!? Why don't you just chop my arms and legs off??

My one saving grace is they have not blocked out the internet alltogether...I can still go on here and dink around. (haha, suckers). I'm looking into methods of bypassing firewalls and other options...I'll let you know if anything comes up. In the meantime, if anybody has any suggestions please leave them as comments. Euan...Chris...it appears these blogs may be our only form of communication during the day.

Another idea I had is using yahoo messenger which I think would work...what do you guys think? Could you sign up? For me?? *batts eyelashes*

It's true you know...you don't know what you got till it's gone...people, don't take your msn for granted like I did...you never know when you could wake up one day and BOOM...it exists no more. Or you can't get to it. You know. Either/or.

I love you all...I will miss you all...goodbye... *dramatic exit*

*pops back in:* You guys know this means you better send me lots of emails to compensate for lack of chat...not that I can CHECK them till I get home or anything...pft.

*resumes dramatic exit*

..and where the hell is Chris?

Hurry up and sign up motha fucka lest you have your awesomeness priveleges revoked!

Love Lorraine.

(Not love Lorraine as in a verb...you know...haha...ah...)

Awesome Ideas: Car Accessories

A really really big mother fucking mechanical arm, not unlike a crane, that picks up slow cars infront of you that won't move aside and moves them aside for you.

I was confused as to where to fit in "mother fucking" in that sentence, gramatically speaking. I hope I made the right decision.

I think the arm should be not unlike (sorry Cramer...I know that's a literacy no-no) this:


Slow stubborn cars on the road; be ye warned.

Euan Quotes

Euan - "It wouldn't let me call myself 'one of those fucks' on my msn profile..."

Lorraine - "Use fuck with a ph."

Euan "...so I called myself 'one of those ducks' instead."

A new member - Chris the...ugh...ok just Chris

I would like to be the first to welcome our newest member...*hands welcome basket to Chris...includes coupon for free car wash!! Cue oo's and awww's...*

Now Chris...I've already talked with you about how important being awesome is on this site...and you are aware and up to the challenge...so we must all hold each other accountable. We have to earn that awesomeness title gosh darn it!

Alright, I'm off to be awesome...or at least fake awesomeness...which is sometimes necessary to inspire true awesomeness.

Another revolutionary blogging idea

Ok ok. (I like starting things out with that...seems to set the mood appropriately...gets everybody's attention and such)

Euan I have another idea for a blog. Yes, this one is already so awesome, I think we should start another one. EXCEPT...we should make it a drunken blog!! You can only write on it when you are intoxicated!! Cause really...we both know that's when we do our best writing...

The only problems I can foresee with this is that you will end up posting a lot more than I. Am I calling you an alcoholic? No no no...no no....no...well, yes.

However...I will do my part in trying to get intoxicated around computers with internet access more often. And I think we just may have, one of the most amazing (if I do say so myself) ideas for a blog...IN THE WORLD...or at least in Canada and Scotland. Or at least in Canada. Or at least in my province. Or at least in my city...region? OK, FINE, AT LEAST IN MY HOUSE. (Good thing my parents can't blog...)

What do you think? I think we should call it drunken intelligence. In fact, I am going to make it right now!

Islands in the sun...or Atlantic...

Ok. Ok. So I had this discussion with my dad awhile ago and he thoroughly did not get it.
When is an island considered an island?? Because...I mean, if you think about it...everything is an island. If you go far enough in any direction, you will get to water...and eventually, everything is surrounded by water. So I ask you again, when is an island considered an island? Is Australia an island? Or is it too big? Does an island have to be one country or can it be multiple countries? What is the size that one says "Ok, now THIS is an island" or vice versa? I have no answer to these questions! My dad's answer was "Lorraine, stop being ridiculous." Perhaps that is the answer to all of life's tough questions...

It Begins...

Euan, do you have any idea how awesome we are?
I mean, individually, we are pretty awesome...like, acceptable awesome and stuff...but together...man, we just blow any previous awesomeness that ever existed out of the water!
I thought a good outlet for our awesomeness could be an awesomeness blog...where we can show the world our awesomeness. Man...this is going to be awesome.