hot, sweaty, and sticky.

My fan is a handicap. It can't blow air straight, and its had a giannnnt dead spot in the middle, where there is completly noooo air! And to make it worse, you have to use like friggin trigonometry to postion the damn thing correctly to get some decent air blowing on you. After going to Endsession.com, I can't help but want to take this thing to the field, play "Die mother***kers! Die mother***kers!" and beat the electromagnatic shit out of it. When I'm done with it, my aluminium bat will be magnatically charged...yes im elite. Atleast I know one person is proud of that sentence...and that is Durywn. Thanks D.

The picture today is an ad I saw on the Tribute magazine. I saw it that day we went to see Madagascar, which was a long while ago, but I just got my scanner back from that bastard Drew yesterday. I think its nice, it was to do with some deodorant called "Ban", but I cut that out.

Oh im hunry... I will go see if there are eggs, going to try this recipe for Orange Julep. The last time I had that was years ago at the Giant Orange in Montreal. Also the last time I cooked for myself was in grade 9. Weee here I go.

watching Eva again

Yeah, as the title says, I'm watching Evangelion again. Yes, Smelly, it's anime. One of my favourite. It's amazing how you notice all the little things that you missed the first time.

Nothing else new, I'm looking forward for tomorrow though. I hear Staples is hiring, Chris said he will drive me >=D, thanks slave. Mmm, these FF posters are getting old, I need Eva posters, or maybe more stolen ones from the subway. Oh yeah and I also need to pick up my damn scanner from Drew's, if you read this DREW I'm comming to pick it up.

Mmm, this radio-blog is getting old, also I'm not updating it. I wonder if people actually use it, or just look at it and go : "..." Well only a few people actually listen to what I do, so that figures. Anyway, maybe I should take it down and put up an iframe linking to something else. Maybe a image gallery? I do take fottos alot. Ahhh but practically everyone does that, and 56k people will hate me.

It seems to me that, everyone is a god-damn perfectionist, cept me. I've read somewhere that if you feel satisfied after you pee your not a perfectionist... After I read that I got all thought-aware when I pee and now I can't decide. fcuk

Pics from Alex's b-bday lunch.

Here they are, the pictures covering yesterday. Press "autoscroll" for it to automatically scroll! It's in chronological order and covers the entire party, cept the places where we took no pictures. Let me know if the scroll speed should be increased, right now its slow and steady. Mouse over for info, I suggest using IE since Firefox shortens my tooltips, bad Firefox! Great day :)

one of the bestest day ever!

Today was one awwwwwwwwwwwwwsome day. Ronny's senior admirer. Kent playing basketball was classic, that will forever stay in my mind. And how could I forget my Dr.Mai, it really did help I swear. Vaaaaaaaaanakcome! I wish I brought the camera damnit!

something for the summer

I got a great new idea for a mini flash series! It simple, stupid, and should be relativily fast to make. It will be awsome! I'll work on the first episode either tmr night or friday! Till then, this will remain here reminding me.

Blog Music

I added some music to the blog. It's Snoop Dog, since he seems to be so fucking popular for some reason.

Music Credit: www.ytmnd.com

poor Drew

"This Orangebread girl won't talk to me! And that other guy just left! I sent him a party invite too! What a bastard!" - Drew having woment and guy trouble in Maple

Even in a game Drew...

bunny suicides

I was doing some random surfing again, and came across this site. It's a site with well drawn cartoony images of a Bunny. A bunny who keeps suiciding. I love it. I personally like the Alien one.

Well today was interesting. This morning we were late for a little lunch get together because Andrew had to become a freaking magician in Maple Story before he could leave. I feel like a nerd. Kent came online too, so we both helped level up the bastard. Total nerds.

At the pizza shop we took forever choosing the pizza and toppings, I'm surprized the lady didn't get mad. Good thing we didn't have the regular bastard, that guy is a freaking rip-off. Anyway after pizza we headed over to newly built Playground/Park near Spenta's house. Yes, we hung out at the playground. I rode a Beluga Whale, it was great. Chris came later, and Spenta left. She got a ride from her daddy; Spenta lives less then 5 minutes away from the Park by the way. It was funny 'cause we kept saying she's going to call for a ride, and she did. The first thing Chris asked once he arrived was, "What's that white stuff on that thing?". You sick bastard. Any im feeling tired now, all this hot weather is making me sleepy, I might sleep. Arrrggh, still no calls from anywhere I applied. =__=

link

Spiders.

This is the last straw. Two days ago, this bigass, inch by inch in size spider lands on my arm, wakes me up, and jumps off. It was black, with yellow markings on its back. Me being the idiot, I flicked it away and then tried to find it after I found something to kill it with. I was not successful.

Yesterday, three moths somehow find their way into my room, and start flapping around the only light source in my room... my LCD on my laptop. So I turn the lights on, and they go and rest on some stupid cardboard box in my room. I shot them with my soft airgun, and they like exploded into little pieces, nothing left but a small hole in the cardboard. That'll teach em. I hope that spider was watching. That was the only fun part I have had with insects in the past few days.

Right now, I am looking at my ceiling. Right now, I am looking at probably 100 little spiders crawling all over my ceiling. They descend on their little strings and land. I am not sure what they are doing, but I can tell you they are not welcome. I made a little game out of this too. I have a lighter, and a can of axe. As soon as one descends... you guessed it, I roast it with a nice little mini flamethrower. There are no traces of them.

But still, when I sleep tonight, they are going to kill me or something so I don't think I'll be in here even after I spent the last day cleaning up. I will find that damned spider, and when I do, I will cut its legs off and microwave it. Where it landed on my arm itches and I will not forgive him for that, nor will I let him go and give him the chance to come back. He will die.

I can't wait to move in downtown.

mr.cool

It's unfinished, but this is the best part.