Arrogant Enough To Believe...

So there I was. Arrogant enough to believe that the miscellaneous ramblings that rattle about in my noggin were of any interest to anyone else. Guess I was right, though... you are reading this crap (of course probably just to placate me or because you followed a link that I emailed you).
Blog. Sounds so exciting. Like a receptacle for all the loose snot flying around the net that hasn't already ended up in my email inbox. Those fine people sure didn't know what they were getting into when they let me set up a blog page. I hope they weren't hoping that my wonderful speling and gramer skills would be enough to attract enough intellectual traffic to boost their advertising income or start a new wildfire of traffic throughout the internet community.
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Well that proves it. Apparently the most interesting 'sentence' so far was written accidentally by the rear paw of my illiterate kitty who has become quite bored sitting next to me while I sharpen my wit and spew drivel onto this page. Maybe I should have her add a little to each of my entries here in order to keep your attention. I'll leave it up to her.
At the moment, I am wasting away at home waiting for "the call" to go to work in some godforsaken non-town far far away for an undetermined amount of time. Yee-Ha. I do enjoy my job, though, it's just that I would much rather be on holidays with Kate, who at the moment is 1300km away chillin' with our families and friends. BUT.... I must remind myself that the more time I am willing to spend in these aforementioned faraway places working, the sooner I will be able to pack Kate and Kitty into the truck and hit the road to move back there. Whine whine whine. As soon as I start thinking about Vancouver Island, I apparently tend to forget all the benefits of living in the great City of Champignons. It is a great city, Edmonton, especially this time of year, with all the festivals, patios, and what-not going on. In fact, I think I'll take off and check out the Fringe Festival tonight. Kitty will be here to answer your calls. Take Care,
Drew.