Monks at work

So it’s been a while since my last posting but that doesn’t mean I didn’t have anything to say (not often am I at a lose for words)! I've been busy moving and sun tanning on the beautiful beach in Montego Bay (back to reality now though).

So now, I’m actually sitting at work somewhat meditating. Sounds pretty monk-like don’t you think? Speaking of monks, there is a guy at work who just got back from Thailand. He’s a 40-year-old dork (read: absolute pathetic loser) who goes for beautiful women between the ages of 23-30 yrs old. He however is not beautiful -personatlity or look-wise. He wears his pants way too high (he almost doesn’t need a shirt) and has tuffs of hair on his head. Well not anymore, the tuffs are gone! He comes back from Thailand and he is now a new born monk! He’s completely bald and probably has a cloak. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not knocking monks, just this guy! J

Maybe that should be something I start to ponder about my life… my judgmental attitude! HA! No way. I’m only judgmental when the subject warrants it!

Now back to my busy day at work (seriously just finished painting my nails). I realized not too long ago that I need a change in my life. I contemplated moving out of Halifax (big change) but ended up moving out of my parents place (Dartmouth) to Clayton Park (Halifax). I’m happy with this decision but still not satisfied which means to me something else needs to change. I’m still not sure what my next change will be however I did dye my hair blue and black last night so maybe that’s a step towards something. I’m pretty much ready for anything right now so bring it on!