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Monday, July 11, 2011

And when the sun breaks...

And on my last day off the sun comes out! How beautiful. I cannot understand how customer service skills still evade some companies. If a repair on a vehicle is estimated to take two hours and it takes 4 times as long as quoted and there was not any complications, it just doesn't make sense. If something is going to take longer than quoted please call and inform the person waiting for the vehicle. Also despite what you may believe when someone leaves you a message asking you to return their call you should return that call. /endrant

Friday, July 8, 2011

Hale storm? Maelstrom?

Oh how depressing my writing is sometimes. Despite what I may write I am not at all in a sour/foul/depressed state. There is no other place in this world I need to be right now than where I am, otherwise I would not be here. Every action and choice I make is my own conscience decision. Nothing in this life just happens. Somehow, at some state, you are aware of what you are doing. There is no sense playing the victim, I just write to write. Sure sometimes I think back to my training days in Kelowna, the good times working at lululemon with some amazing girls and guys, I remember the joy and entertainment that was limitless. However, I know that the future holds much much more of this, and I am aware that the options in Kelowna are limited. With knowing this and after a couple setbacks I made the decision to move up here, I also made the decision to get out of sales and training. I also made the decision to travel and work and live the life that I live. I write so that others may understand the options available. That despite how rundown you may feel, or how "stuck" you are, you aren't. Nothing in this world can hold you down if you don't want it to. Friends will always be friends and family will always be family. A friend lost was never a friend had.

Anyways as I write this I am drinking a beer in the dark enjoying the storm, listening to "at the birds foot (vocal)" by Dallas Green (City & Color... get it?) I suggest you do the same...


This is July 8th, at the wake of the storm

Right above it

As I sit in the broken down apartment Billy and I are renting presently I can't help but appreciate more and more. Making the decision not to get internet, have cable and to continue to live in a place that daily gets worse and worse it really makes you open your eyes. Before this apartment I would take clean water for granted, now I appreciate my water when it is slightly brown, odourless and clear. Being in complete contact with everyone all the time was just the norm, now I am thrilled if a 5 minute call doesn't drop or fade in and out. Between the pealing paint, holes in walls, bugs showing up in unwanted spots and knives that were pre "hotted" I get more and more excited for my time in not only Grande Prairie but Kelowna as well. I could not miss longboarding to the beach, watching movies, doing yoga, or any recreational activity that is not work. Now all I have is this computer and the gym to keep me sane. There truly is nothing better then spending time with people who you can just be around. Nothing has to be said or done and people don't even have to move and you can just appreciate their presence. Or they can ask you to do ridiculous things with less than a moments pause for you to agree to whatever idea they just came up with.

The things I miss…


And each and every time I return to these places and hang out with those people it makes it harder and harder to return to "Vegas". Its all for the dollar. Its all for my future. This future where I build relationships over technology and not over good old fashion coffee dates, or walks along the beach. This dollar seems like it loses its worth every time I write. To sacrifice so much for a number, a digital increment that all in all means nothing. It will do nothing for me, yet I feel as if I must complete this journey… questing to finish my "five year". The countdown to better things in life.

Another endlessly sunny evening, sometime in June, from somewhere north of where I want my life to be.

Wednesday, July 6, 2011

The life of a traveling electrician pt 1

The Life of a Traveling Electrician

From Grande Prairie, High Prairie, Dawson Creek or Fox Creek. Lloydminster and Ft MacMurry, The black gold rush has taken me everywhere. Panning for gold, metaphorically of course, and hunting the almighty dollar. It never shocks me what people will do for money, what always shocks me is what people do WITH their hard earn dollars. I never realized how people could put value on a high, basically cancelling out living in a desolate area but never being sober enough to realize where they are. The trade off of course is making insane paycheques, however they remain in the same spot forever because of the counter production of it all. Any advice to anyone seeking quick cash and a successful life is to not get caught up in the drinks, drugs and of course, hoes. A lot of the time it seems like too many people are trying to live a repetitive rap song. In any case enough rambling… My life… Fox Vegas is where I am presently living, with Billy, my roommate since forever. We travel the lands in search of money. All of this may sounds great, but what are the repercussions you ask if you do not get tied up in any of the aforementioned problems? Relationships… Building relationships with people who seem cancerous to your well being and sacrificing relationships with people that should be a major part of your life. You begin to realize that the ones that let you work to stay in their lives are the important people who you should hold on to forever. Whether its a text ever so often or a phone call, Facebook or Skype, you begin to cherish every ounce of human connection with the people back home that are fading away. So with the realization that I, nor anyone, should be alone forever you set up a "5 year plan", and of course this plan consist of making mad dough and falling in love (fairytale right?). Again a problem arises, in order for one to fall in love they must somehow build a relationship with someone awesome, to properly swoon them of course. See the dilemma? Make money, sacrifice life and location, equals less quality people, equals less quality relationships, which brings us not only to a run on sentence but also the the very shocking fact that it will be very difficult to promote the creation of this "love" thing. Things weren't always this complicated you know, once upon a time life was as simple as go to school, get good grades, girls are alright but I'd rather know every poke'mon ever created and ride my bike with my friends. Oh how life changes, or societies opinion of what you can do that is socially accepted and deems you successful changes. Yet still we decide to plug away and live it. Live every stormy day in June when you swear that if the sun doesn't come out you are giving up. Live when your landlord evicts you because he is having a bad day and can't deal with the stress. Someone said that these are just experiences to be cherished and learn from. That each and every time "shit happens" you rise up from this shit and learn how to prevent it from happening again. At the very least coping with it better than melting down and crying for hours in the shower… or whatever.


Anyways because of my lack of internet in this quant town I will be uploading blogs in mass amounts, this is sometime in June, from somewhere north of where I want to be… stay tuned