Another tale

Our tale tonight...

Begins.

With muffins.

It was late, 2300 hours at least.

The local Aberdeen McDonalds continued to bustle with energy. (And grease.)

A young lad by the name of, Mattu, was preparing muffins for the next day.

A great task this is, considering that muffins take exactly 42 minutes to bake.

A potentially terrible thing, long bake times.

For if the night staff do not prepare them for the day staff.

Well, dear customers may have to go without their beloved muffins.

Returning now, if you will, to young Mattu.

A tray of muffins had been pulled out of the oven, and was cooling on the rolling cart.

Another timer sounded indicating that the next batch was ready to be removed from the fires of the oven.

Mattu donned his safety kitchen oven master gloves.

And removed the muffins.

Noticing that there was no room for the muffins on the rolling cart, Mattu had to make a quick decision.

He decided, fatefully, to put the muffin tray on top of the meat freezer.

While he hastily put away the cooled muffins.

Returning to the other tray after finally putting the other muffins away safely.

Mattu daftly grabbed up the tray to move it off the meat freezer, lest someone bump it and cause the muffins to tumble perilously to the ground.

Upon gripping the tray, Mattu began to lift...

Moments later, the sizzle of flesh reminded him that this tray had just recently been removed from the oven.

So, yeah. My fingers hurt a lot. Like typing is freaking hard.

I also have to miss work tomorrow. Which is super lame.

Z's

Introspection is a dangerous thing.

Instead, I plan on going to bed.

This is because if I stay up much later, I am at risk of writing terrible poetry about how much my life sucks.

I have a roof over my head, a decent job, a loving family, and a grand group of friends.

How could my life possibly suck?

Oh yeah, that's right. It doesn't.

Bed time for me.

The Saltwater Room

"Time together is just never quite enough

When you and I are alone, I’ve never felt so at home

What will it take to make or break this hint of love?

We need time, only time

When we’re apart whatever are you thinking of?

If this is what I call home, why does it feel so alone?

So tell me darling, do you wish we’d fall in love?

All the time, all the time "

~Owl City

Grad '09

Oh, my, word.

That is all.

No, I was lying. Terrible habit, I know.

I love you folk so much, and I am so blessed to know you. Not to mention getting the opportunity to graduate with you.

Our dinner was fabulous, and I can't wait to do further things with you.

With love.

A tale of two incredibly handsome men.

So, I actually lied, this story is about Josh and I.

(Which makes this a tale of one incredibly handsome Josh and sidekick. Bollocks.)

So, today started pretty well, got up a bit earlier than normal. Around 9:30. Got all ready for my day, you know how it goes. Around 10:30, Josh phones letting me know that he is on his way to my house so that we can drive my vehicle down to Juniper to partake of some sporty activity. I know, you read this and scream, "What! Matt doesn't do sports!" I know. I was startled as well. I played a rip roaring game of soccer. Even scored a few goals. Didn't know I had it in me.

After finishing our most satisfactory game of soccer, Josh and I departed. We stopped at McD's in Valleyview to get some drinks and a little lunch. Which was superb, obviously.

Afterwards, we decided to head for Aberdeen. Perhaps to hit some golf balls around up at the driving range on Aberdeen Golf Course. We got up the on ramp into Aberdeen, but there was a great deal of traffic in the way, Josh being a superior driver decided that it would be in our best interests to head to the Pacific Way on ramp. We were puttering towards home, when we saw a camper van type vehicle parked on the side of the road. Making sure that the person was alright, I took a closer look. A lady in her mid sixties was standing in front of the camper looking mighty distressed. I rolled down my window and asked her if everything was alright. She told me that her car had broken down, and I told Josh to pull over onto the side of the on ramp. We hopped out of the car and walked over to her. She told us that she was from the east Kootenays, visiting a girlfriend in town. She had no way of getting a hold of a tow truck, or of getting a hold of her girlfriend. Josh started to talk to her, checked some things in the camper. During this time, I phoned home to get a number for a tow truck. With the tow truck on it's way, Josh and I stuck around to make sure the lady was ok. A half hour after parking on the on ramp, the lady was back in her camper and heading to Canadian Tire to buy a new battery. It felt really good to help this poor lady in her time of need. Sweetest little thing. I regret not getting her name, really quite sad actually. I hope the remainder of her trip goes wonderfully.

After that excitement, Josh and I headed home, grabbed our golf clubs and headed to the driving range. My meagre golfing skills have degenerated significantly since my last time out.

Now it's off to work for seven hours. Oh boy, what a way to end the day.

P.S. 

I wonder, did anyone else see the hand of God moving today? He was certainly with Josh and I.

Well, alright.

So, something unexpected happened yesterday at work.

I got employee of the month.

Holy crap.

Also, we got new salads. A co-worker and I made a new snack wrap using one of the new salad dressings. It's practically equivalent to ecstacy. In your mouth. Impressive, I know.

Umm, not much else, grad's coming up. Nerves are flaring about life. You know, normal teenager stuff.

I'm leaving, goodbye.