So I FINALLY have a new Blackberry. I called the store and they told me it was not in yet. I called back and asked them to check under the business name since it is a business phone and the chick gets all kinds of attitude and says she checked under BOTH names. So I call the Sprint 800 number to see if I can get an ETA and/or a tracking number so I do not have to keep calling and what do they tell me? The phone was delivered at 10:30 am this morning. SO I call back the store and they insist it is not THERE. After about 20 minutes on hold they FINALLY find the phone so I hop on the road at 1 pm and head for the border.

Seems that more people are trying to get out of Canada than in. as AGAIN I wait 90 minutes at the border (Thank God I had reading material) and 5 minutes coming back. Took FOREVER at the store and Blackberry service would not work, but another call to Sprint Customer Care and they fixed THAT too. So I have my Blackberry and I feel whole again:

I forgot to blog about coming to Canada last Monday… well I did but not about the border patrol crazies.

Anyone that has crossed the border knows that they always ask dumb ass questions like “Do you have any weapons?” or “Do you have an drugs?” because if I did I would tell you right? Well I HATE guns and don’t do drugs, but the point is do they really expect someone to say oh yeah I have 20 kilos of coke in the trunk.

They usually ask stuff like what is the purpose of your trip to Canada, who are you staying with… how did you meet them, how long are you staying you know NOSEY ass shit. So this time he starts with the normal crap and then here is how it goes: (BPC = Border Patrol Crazy – Me= Me)

BPC – “How much Money do you have access to while you are in Canada?”

Me – “ummm I don’t understand the questions? Do you want to know how much I have in the bank?”

BPC – “No. How much money do you have access to?”

Me – “Not sure what you  mean I have like 1000 bucks in the bank.”

BPC – “NO. How much money can you access. If your car broke down and you needed to access money, from the bank and credit cards how much could you get?”

So now I am thinking that he was looking for a sugar momma. I mean what the fuck kind of a question is THAT. I guess they don’t want poor people coming to Canada. Who the hell knows. I told him about 15,000 and he let me in. Still at a loss for what difference it makes, but oh well.

Then coming back in last night I had a guy that I swear could not have been older than 12. WOW they hire young ones up here.

Watched Penelope and Practical Magic with J and the girls last night and had a YUMMY dinner. J ALWAYS feeds me too much and I am SURE I will be 1000 pounds before I leave here. Between the food and hot chocolate I have NO CHANCE. Tonight we are going out to a club so a hangover is possible tomorrow, but not likely.

I also must get her to do my Tarot cards before I leave. She is actually good at it and has told me some stuff that has actually happened. Last two times she told me she saw money and after the first one I started working for MJD (doing web sites) and after the second one Mom passed and I got some money from that. Hopefully she will see MORE money and a HAWT guy and LOTS of SEX.

Well off to have fun……