My posting frequency has dropped so much over the past few months, I'm not even going to apologize anymore. What I'm going to do is just put things on hiatus. I don't seem to be motivated to post, and my thoughts just aren't together when I do try to post.

I intend to do a revamp of planman.net over the winter...it's been over 3 years with the current style and I think I need a ground up re-model. If you have suggestions for what to include, lemme know.

So, bye for now. Posts will return at some time, but probably not for a few months.

I hate people who aren't aware of their surroundings.

Again, I must reinforce my point that the Dairy Queen at Admiral's Walk is THE best Dairy Queen I have ever been to. Possibly the best in Greater Victoria and maybe on Vancouver Island. I'd even consider betting on the fact that it could be the best in BC or even all of Canada. But I really haven't been to that many DQs. I had the Chili Meltdown Burger the other day...a break from the Flamethrower. It was excellent...messy, but excellent.

While at DQ, I couldn't help but notice this girl that came in. Not that I was checkin' her out...she has big boobs, but wasn't super hot or anything. I just noticed that she seemed to be having trouble deciding what to have. She went out to her car at least twice to talk to her friend in the passenger seat, who apparently didn't want to come inside, despite being parked right by the front door. This girl, asked a few questions at the front counter, and hummed and hawed. It seemed she wanted a blizzard, but they either didn't have the flavour she was expecting, or she just really had a tough time making up her mind. I found it mildly amusing as I chowed down on my combo. She still hadn't made a decision by the time I left...so I dunno what happened.

I built a behemoth of a bed over the last few weeks. Effective Monday night, it is now in use. It's not perfect, but it looks pretty good I think. I may have to add a few reinforcements, but I believe it'll be pretty sturdy. The new sheets my mom bought me are nice too...300 thread count and the fitted sheet claims to never pop off (a huge problem and peeve of my previous bed and sheet). I like it.

My trusty little truck almost ran out of gas (again) the other day. It started to sputter and I knew I had to find a station asap. I headed for the Esso at Craigflower and Tillicum. After rounding the connector between Lampson and Tillicum, the balls dropped out and the truck had no power. The engine was still running and I could rev it, but as soon as the clutch was out, there was nothing happening to make the wheels go. I must have truly been running on fumes. I managed to make it up the small hill by popping the clutch repeatedly, everytime getting a small jerk forward and finally rolling into the gas station. That was close. I've run out completely a couple of other times...not fun.

I need to branch out in the meals I make. I keep making the same things over and over. While good...I think more variety would be better. Send me your suggestions or recipes.

I squander entirely too much. I really need to work my finances better. I'm a very wasteful person...generous sometimes, but wasteful. Spend less, save more...my new motto (for this week anyways). Come to think of it, I didn't have an old motto...

I need to get back into the habit of posting when I think of something to post. I know I had a buncha stuff I thought would be good to post, but I've now forgotten it. Bugga!

I really gotta get some fish for that aquarium of mine...

I am the plum smuggler.

I'm gonna go ahead and deem August as no grocery month. I've barely set foot in a grocery store this month...except for camping supplies. I have been eating out way too much. It's kinda nice, but not nice on the wallet. September I'll try to get back on track...but it's August 23rd already and I'm just gonna write the rest of the month off.

Flugtag was good...but would have been better had they accepted Team Laces Out. Our entry was rejected and we were dejected. Herch and I checked out the event on Saturday though (Herch slept in and missed the ferry...lazy bastard). A few entries were worthy of flugtaginess.

Saw Phantom of the Opera. Impressive production! The backstage at the Queen E must be huge...they had some very large set pieces and props. The story didn't really do anything for me...it's a love story. The production and props and sets and just the whole thing was good though. Too much singing though. I do love that Phantom of the Opera riff though...I love pipe organ regardless.

I gotta call my grandma and wish her a happy birthday!

I don't like to admit defeat often. I'll do it when I'm truly defeated...I try not to be a sore loser. I don't want to admit defeat at work...I like to believe I can handle whatever gets thrown at me. And really, what gets thrown at me is not all that difficult to handle. It's just that lately I've felt really scattered and unfocused and because of that I don't seem to be getting anything done. I've been having some unproductive days and I feel bad about it...a bit. I'm still feeling let down and a bit angry with the company for firing some good people last month.

Monday night I actually beat Herch at foosball...twice! Since then I have gone back to sucking.

You'd think that not having a girlfriend, and not even getting much interest from women would be motivation enough for wanting to work out and lose a bit of weight...but apparently no, it's not. Fancy that! One day I'll find some motivation. I do have running and some racquet sports...so really I just need to start working on gut loss.

I sit in front of computers too much.

It's been so long since I posted, I almost forgot my password! I'd like to give a shout out to Sara and all my other fans in internets land!

Lately, my truck can be found parked in front of the Dairy Queen at Admirals Walk a lot. I seem to be addicted to their half-pound flamethrower burger...it's fuckin' good! Now, I have not been to every Dairy Queen in town, nor have I tried the flamethrower at the ones I have been to, but I must give props to the Admirals Walk DQ...they truly do treat you right! The store is well managed, and puts out a quality product. I'd vote it best DQ in town if there ever was such a poll. Care is put into the food that I receive from them...unlike the downtown location which, while good, just doesn't have the same level of quality.

Something I got thinking about today as I munched on my flamethrower is why we in Canada haven't fully adopted the metric system. We're kinda half way there. It started with me thinking about the half-pound flamethrower...why half-pound? Why not quarter kilo? That sounds pretty cool to me. "Hey, can I get a Quarter Kilo Flamethrower please?" I'd order that! But it goes well beyond the burgers...our imperial roots are pretty deep. Construction measurements are often still done in imperial rather than metric. It's still a 4x8 sheet of plywood when you go to the lumber yard. I know my height in feet and inches no problem...I have to think a moment if I'm asked in metres and centimetres (182cm). Weight...same thing. When I lived in New Zealand...they're quite metric. McDonald's may still sell the Quarter Pounder, but pretty everyone knows their height in centimetres and their weight in kilograms. Really, in Canada, we've only adopted the metric system for distances, and to some extent weight (grocery stores are onto the grams). I'm sure it's our proximity to the US that keeps us more imperial than necessary...I wish they'd start the push to change themselves over.

I really need to start running more. Less than 2 months to the half marathon and I plan to run the whole thing this year. I need to get out more regularly and start upping my distances.

Work...work is fine, but it kinda sucks too. Still a black cloud hanging over the station a bit and people are stressed with the changes of last month.

It takes about an hour to walk home from downtown Victoria. There's a lot of time to think when you walk that walk alone (which is how I always do it). What do I think about? Patheticism. Well, ok, that's not all I think about. There's something else I can't seem to stop thinking about.

While walking, I did notice that there was a Ford Taurus that had it's interior light on and the door was unlocked...so I opened the door and turned the light off. My good deed for the day.

I'm beyond the suicide thoughts these days, as well as the "somebody kill me" stuff. I just want something to change. And I'm sure that change relies heavily on me. I'm just too pathetic to make a change. What's wrong with me?

I'm 29 now...I have year to go until 30. By the time I'm 30, I better have a better idea about my life and where it's headed. People I know have plans...why have I no plan? I am the Planman...of all people, I should have a fucking plan!

Ugh.