Just something that popped into my head at work today
I'm losing my sanity
and I'm dropping into obscurity
and I'm losing my precious mind
and I'm losing this precious time
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You know the world is turning slow
and you know this time its gonna blow
you see the world as it should be
you know that you can never leave
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the time that you had is past
this moment now will never last
the hope and grief are now and here
the love and hate and endless fear
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I'm losing my sanity
and I'm dropping into obscurity
and I'm losing my precious mind
and I'm losing this precious time
Thursday, February 26, 2009
Thursday, February 19, 2009
Memories Past and Present... Gone but Never Forgotten
I took a personal day today. No semblence at being sick, it was a personal day.
One year ago today, a dear friend, probably the best friend I've ever had, passed away. To Christopher Loyd Poole, I will always remember him.
Sadly, I wish I had realized how great of a friend he was before it all happened, however being an egotistical self-centered prick, it didn't become a realization until after the fact. The man was saint, the kind of person that would give you the shirt of his back in sub zero weather if it was all he had and you were wearing a parka, just because you said you felt a chill.
People always say don't mourn the death, but celebrate the life... I can't accept that, not in Chris' case. His life was just beginning. I don't say that just because he was young. I say that because he was young, and because he was finally becoming his own person. He was out of a bad situation and into one slightly better, he was working, he was living his own life.
It was just starting to look up for him, when it all came crashing down in a single, horrid, destructive moment.... One moment, five minutes, one last phone call... None of which mattered, or protected him, or helped him in those final, laboured, struggled, brutal breaths of life.
I find lyrics, more then poems, coming into my mind lately, songs that touch my mind and voice lightly here and there. Its not usual and they usually have a meaning when they come to mind. This one, never seemed to make sense until last night when I thought of Chris... It makes me realize, that perhaps, though I didn't know it consciously, it was something meant for him.
I bid you adieu, I bid you goodbye
As I stand here and wonder why
and I think of the all the time we shared
and I think of all the times I should have cared
I look in the mirror, I look in my eyes
and I can't help but wonder why
the world turns and the world has to die
I can't help but think can't help but hope
that the world has ways to cope
and I feel that the world is telling lies
So I bid you adieu, I bid you goodbye
As I stand here and wonder why
and I think of the all the time we shared
and I think of all the times I should have cared
There's more, but those words always shift and change with situation, mood, and memory.
I'll miss you, Muffin, Pooleboy, Chris, My friend.... And tomorrow night, I'll raise a drink to you in heaven, cuz we all know that alcohol is frowned upon within the realms above.
Respect the Dead,
The Zodiak.
One year ago today, a dear friend, probably the best friend I've ever had, passed away. To Christopher Loyd Poole, I will always remember him.
Sadly, I wish I had realized how great of a friend he was before it all happened, however being an egotistical self-centered prick, it didn't become a realization until after the fact. The man was saint, the kind of person that would give you the shirt of his back in sub zero weather if it was all he had and you were wearing a parka, just because you said you felt a chill.
People always say don't mourn the death, but celebrate the life... I can't accept that, not in Chris' case. His life was just beginning. I don't say that just because he was young. I say that because he was young, and because he was finally becoming his own person. He was out of a bad situation and into one slightly better, he was working, he was living his own life.
It was just starting to look up for him, when it all came crashing down in a single, horrid, destructive moment.... One moment, five minutes, one last phone call... None of which mattered, or protected him, or helped him in those final, laboured, struggled, brutal breaths of life.
I find lyrics, more then poems, coming into my mind lately, songs that touch my mind and voice lightly here and there. Its not usual and they usually have a meaning when they come to mind. This one, never seemed to make sense until last night when I thought of Chris... It makes me realize, that perhaps, though I didn't know it consciously, it was something meant for him.
I bid you adieu, I bid you goodbye
As I stand here and wonder why
and I think of the all the time we shared
and I think of all the times I should have cared
I look in the mirror, I look in my eyes
and I can't help but wonder why
the world turns and the world has to die
I can't help but think can't help but hope
that the world has ways to cope
and I feel that the world is telling lies
So I bid you adieu, I bid you goodbye
As I stand here and wonder why
and I think of the all the time we shared
and I think of all the times I should have cared
There's more, but those words always shift and change with situation, mood, and memory.
I'll miss you, Muffin, Pooleboy, Chris, My friend.... And tomorrow night, I'll raise a drink to you in heaven, cuz we all know that alcohol is frowned upon within the realms above.
Respect the Dead,
The Zodiak.
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
Taxes are just fucked up
My third year filing taxes, and I have yet to understand the logic behind it.
Last year, I had a return of $350... Not as good as my first year, but still respectable. This year, my return is $90. That's a 75% cut from last year.
I made $800 more in 2008 then in 2007. Apparently breaking that $21,000 barrier cranked my taxes by more then $200.... Which doesn't make much sense to me, personally.
I'll say this much, I'm not going back to H&R Block for my taxes... If Liberty fucked something up, at least it was in my favor... If H&R Block fucked something up, it was in the the governments favor.
Someone fucked something up. My GST return this year, will be better then it was last year by $5.... So how does my GST return go UP but my income tax return go DOWN?
If anyone knows how that tax bracket bullshit works on how I get taxed an additional $200 on $800 more income... Let me know. Cuz I'm fucking baffled.
Cheers,
The Zodiak
Last year, I had a return of $350... Not as good as my first year, but still respectable. This year, my return is $90. That's a 75% cut from last year.
I made $800 more in 2008 then in 2007. Apparently breaking that $21,000 barrier cranked my taxes by more then $200.... Which doesn't make much sense to me, personally.
I'll say this much, I'm not going back to H&R Block for my taxes... If Liberty fucked something up, at least it was in my favor... If H&R Block fucked something up, it was in the the governments favor.
Someone fucked something up. My GST return this year, will be better then it was last year by $5.... So how does my GST return go UP but my income tax return go DOWN?
If anyone knows how that tax bracket bullshit works on how I get taxed an additional $200 on $800 more income... Let me know. Cuz I'm fucking baffled.
Cheers,
The Zodiak
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