Hey Bitches!

Right now, I'm eating French toast that I fried in margarine that I'd previously used to fry bologna.  Not only it is like, holyfuckingshitballs awesome tasting?  It also turned out absofuckinglutely perfectly.  

The key to perfect French toast is this: turn the burner on high and let the pan heat up while you prep the eggs.  Whether you used one or two eggs(I like two eggs for two pieces of bread) don't add milk or water.  You may be tempted to but let the eggs do the work. 

When the pan is really, really hot, put the French toast in the pan and immediately turn the heat to low-medium.  Do NOT push down on the bread or flatten it, just patiently let it cook and keep an eye on it to ensure it's not burning.  Flip it when it's ready, let that side cook, and there you go.

Anyway Bitches, I'm going to Saint's Rest Beach tomorrow to check out the hiking trail.  If any Bitches wanna come, I'm gettin off from my fucking hellhole job at 1pm and I'll have my cell.

I know none of you will read this between now and then anyway, but the invitation is there.  Bitches.

Hey Bitches.

That trip to Seaside Park was fucking bitchin'!  I've never been there before and I didn't even know it existed.   Obviously I knew there was water there but I never, ever thought it would be so fucking rad!

You're all invited to check out my flickr page, Bitches.  You better fucking look at it, you know I need the attention.

Hey Bitches.

I went to Maces Bay via Chance Harbour on Canada Day.  I don't know about you guys but I've never been there before and it's one of the most beautiful places in New Brunswick, just amazing.  

Too bad you missed it.  What's also too bad is that my camera batteries were dead and my back-up batteries were also dead.  I'm going back though.

Anyway, I went for my interview today.  Some guy and I had the interview together.  The woman interviewing us kept talking about the job and shit and then she was talking about the pay and then she was talking about bringing lunch and a blank cheque.  I'm sitting there thinking, "Did I just get hired?  Did I miss that part?"  The other guy said, "So...by showing up on Tuesday it means we're hired?"

Basically, Bitches, it was more of an orientation than an interview.  

Should I be worried?  I mean, even RMH(R. M. H.) pretended to give a shit about my resume and references.

So in this post I present to you bitches one of the four photos I was able to take on Canada Day.