Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Eyes Forward!

So Its 49 hours and 50 minutes until I move into my first place, and I'm getting extremely excited. The problem is, I still need to be constructive at least for the hours I'm at work. I'm like a little kid the night before Christmas. I know Santa won't come till I fall asleep, which causes me to not fall asleep!

me: w00t! new house!
computer: zzzzzzzz
me: I can't wait!
computer: shouldn't you be pressing keys or something?
me: shut up you, I'm trying to be excited over here!
computer: seriously man, I'm just about ready to turn on a screensaver. You don't think your boss will wonder why you have toasters flying across your screen and a blank stare on your face?
me: what would make him think anything was different than usual?

So now I need to focus on work... somehow... not gonna happen

Tuesday, February 10, 2009

This is too funny

For all of you who know a fanboi (or fangirl)*
For those of you at work, you may want to plug in some earphones for this.

This could easily be swapped for apple. I'm still laughing out loud...

*fanboi - noun - from urban dictionary: Someone who is hopelessly devoted to something and will like anything associated with thier particular thing.
That damn fanboi only likes that game cause Capcom made it.)

Thursday, February 05, 2009

Time keeps on ticking....

So we're down to 8 days until I move into my very own townhouse. And 117 days until my wife is due with my very own kid. If Obama was right about one thing, it's that now is the time for change. I might as well open my own business this year to complete the trifecta of life-altering events.

"And then get a dog just for good measure" - Chris Storey.

So all the hard decisions on the new place have been made; what property to buy, what colour to paint the walls, carpet or hardwood, paper or plastic (not sure what that means) and furnce replacement. Jen has even laid out where I am allowed to watch sports and play video games on our old furniture and where the new stuff goes so she can watch "What not to wear if you want to be popular" and "Azerbaijan's next top model" in peace and comfort.

As for the new kid, not much has been decided. As we don't know yet whether it will be a boy or girl, we haven't decided definitely on a name. I've been doing my best to widdle down to a short-list. I've had some interesting suggestions from friends and family. Some of the better ones include:
  • Dolph
  • Optimus
  • Vader
  • Quinn
  • Sephiroth (not actually suggest for my child, but still worthy of making the list)
  • Jebus
  • Klassen (not actually suggested by, but rather in reciprocal respect of, Fynn Klassen)
Go ahead and pat yourself on the back if your suggestion made the list
There have also been many more that end in a vowel, which to me always sounds like a drug (sara fynn, dana fynn, laura fynn, luka fynn).

Anyone out there on the intertubes have some comical additions to the list?

P.S. - I have to admit, Optimus Fynn does have a nice ring to it