I love reading books. I mean, I really love to read books.
Yes, I'm reading Fight Club again as well as reading my classics book, Frankenstein, Haunted and about a hundred different fanfictions and short stories that people have written; both "worksafe" and "adult". And still, I can't write anything past my fantasy project, which is kind of a bummer. Oh well, at least I'm writing.
MUN fucking sucks. I hate going to classes and I hate having to worry about school. I should just start a soap company. Paper Street Soap Company. Just need to get fat and a lot of it. Maybe I need to stop reading Fight Club for a while, but then again, the first rule of fight club is: you do not talk about fight club.
If I want to get into the RNC, I have to do psychology and sociology in MUN, which I wouldn't mind doing, but I hate MUN. Maybe I'll just do the two courses and nothing else. We'll see how that goes and if I have to do three, I'll do another english course because I like english. So much shit to sift through.
Party tomorrow night. Trelyn's 19th, which is going to be fun. I haven't seen him in ages, since Zack's party back before Christmas, I'm headed down after work tomorrow night. Robyn's having another party tomorrow as well, but I'm going to Trelyn's, though I may swing by her place afterwards, just to see what's on the go. Maybe pick up some tail. Ahahahahahaha! Yeah, like that will ever happen. I'm doomed to having "poor quality" lays and shitty relationships. Poor me, emo about being lonely again. I need to drink more, if you drink people will come. They will come, be it the cops or friends or not, someone will show up.
2/8/07
2/4/07
Oh just a normal, angry, weekend
Weekends are a sad, sad existence when you spend your Saturday doing nothing and finally just letting your mind liquify as you watch Comedy Central Presents or Just For Laughs. Although that Lewis Black special was rather nice when you think your brain is about the leap out of your head and go on vacation.
Played bass yesterday until my fingers hurt and I'd turned the strings five times before I put it down and vegetated on my bed and stared at the ceiling.
I occurs to me that reding Apollodorus is like looking in the phone book and linking people together; there are paragraphs a page long tell me how this guy married the daughter of this guy who was the son of this guy and this god and then they had this many kids who went on to marry these people and they did this and their kids kids did these people in the ass and were punished by the gods because of what this guy did to this girl on the second Sunday of the seventh week of this year! Fuck man, tell me the story, not the names that I can't even pronounce!
Having another bad day and I have a test and an assignment due tomorrow. Hopefully I can get all that shit done in twelve hours and still have enough time to masturbate a few times and pass out. Big advocate of masturbation, keeps you docile and keeps the population low. People being docile is good when the shit hits the fan and people are running around screaming; the people who accept it have either had a few good nuts in the last hour or they're too fucking wasted to care. Which brings up a good point, I need to get more drunk more often with more people at more parties. More parties people, I need them. There is blood in my alcohol system! Man, I rave about shit too much, I think I'm having an attention-wanting episode again. Might be a little depressed, not sure though.
I drank a bit of my flask last night for something to do. Jägermeister and Guitar Hero don't really go together good, made the bad jokes better, though. "There's no such thing as soy milk, it's soy juice, except if you say say juice, you gag a little. No, folks, there's no such thing as soy milk because there's no such thing as a soy titty!" Oh my, I love listening to Lewis Black, he's so angry and angry is good. Sex is better when you're angry, fighting is better when you're angry, life is just better when you're a little pissed.
Fighting, I think we should all have about two hours a day where we just fight for no good reason. You feel better, it's easier then sex to get and to perform and you don't get AIDs. Plus, you know when you're done fighting, you just can't move that much anymore, but with sex you can go all night if you take a ten minute break in between. Sex is too hard to get anyway ("Sex you want, you ain't gettin'. Sex you're gettin', you don't want.").
And so concludes another pointless look into my life, time to read my Classics and possibly do my math.
Played bass yesterday until my fingers hurt and I'd turned the strings five times before I put it down and vegetated on my bed and stared at the ceiling.
I occurs to me that reding Apollodorus is like looking in the phone book and linking people together; there are paragraphs a page long tell me how this guy married the daughter of this guy who was the son of this guy and this god and then they had this many kids who went on to marry these people and they did this and their kids kids did these people in the ass and were punished by the gods because of what this guy did to this girl on the second Sunday of the seventh week of this year! Fuck man, tell me the story, not the names that I can't even pronounce!
Having another bad day and I have a test and an assignment due tomorrow. Hopefully I can get all that shit done in twelve hours and still have enough time to masturbate a few times and pass out. Big advocate of masturbation, keeps you docile and keeps the population low. People being docile is good when the shit hits the fan and people are running around screaming; the people who accept it have either had a few good nuts in the last hour or they're too fucking wasted to care. Which brings up a good point, I need to get more drunk more often with more people at more parties. More parties people, I need them. There is blood in my alcohol system! Man, I rave about shit too much, I think I'm having an attention-wanting episode again. Might be a little depressed, not sure though.
I drank a bit of my flask last night for something to do. Jägermeister and Guitar Hero don't really go together good, made the bad jokes better, though. "There's no such thing as soy milk, it's soy juice, except if you say say juice, you gag a little. No, folks, there's no such thing as soy milk because there's no such thing as a soy titty!" Oh my, I love listening to Lewis Black, he's so angry and angry is good. Sex is better when you're angry, fighting is better when you're angry, life is just better when you're a little pissed.
Fighting, I think we should all have about two hours a day where we just fight for no good reason. You feel better, it's easier then sex to get and to perform and you don't get AIDs. Plus, you know when you're done fighting, you just can't move that much anymore, but with sex you can go all night if you take a ten minute break in between. Sex is too hard to get anyway ("Sex you want, you ain't gettin'. Sex you're gettin', you don't want.").
And so concludes another pointless look into my life, time to read my Classics and possibly do my math.
2/2/07
Some people you just don't like. Other people who like even less. You have no idea why, but for some reason you can't look at them eye-to-eye; maybe you disagree with how they think or you don't like the way their voice sounds. Maybe you have no reason to not like them, but you don't like them anyway.
I really don't like many of the people I know. They all have something about them that irks me to a degree, and I'm aware that a few of them are reading this so I will not mention names and I won't really talk about it outside of this, unless I'm annoyed to the point where they must be told otherwise. But, yes, it's no secret that I don't like even half the people I know, it's very obvious actually, although I will try my best to be nice to people that mean well and are generally okay to be around.
"I was impressed with myself." Well, yes, obviously you would be, and we know that so you don't need to say it everytime you do something because soon it's going to turn into "I had a thought, which I'm rather impressed about", but then again, this presents a great means of poking fun at people. Maybe you just have a thing for letting people know every little detail of your life; get a reality show with a camera in the shower so we can all see what it looks like when you take a shit or masturbate in the shower. Better yet, live in the zoo and we can pay to see you do what you do, then after two weeks, you get a portion of the money; that there's what we call economical!
Something else that's pissing me off is people who ask for your help and then look at you with an honest-to-god angry face and tell you that your help is pointless and not worth the time it took to hear it. Next person who does that is going to get hit, seriously, if you needed my help that you wouldn't be saying that to my face. And these are the same people who will do everything but the thing you told them to do and bitch because "nothing's working". Fuck. Sake.
I'm starting to understand what people say when they tell you that they can't trust anyone. No matter what you do, someone will always find something to mock you for or to stab you in the back with. Come on, people, I know it's hypocritical for even me to say, but have a little respect for people. Give them the benefit of the doubt and just accept it. Or maybe that's too much to ask people these days when it's every fucker for themselves.
So, yes, I do infact dislike a lot of people. Many of them aren't even aware or think I'm joking and I'm not in any way, shape or form. Maybe I should have been born a few millenia ago when it was alright and freely accepted for men to love each other even though you had a wife and kids (ancient Greece was awesome) and if you did something wrong, you weren't held for fifteen years just to see what come up, you had your head cut off and mounted on a pike or you were sent into slavery. Which is something we need back, slavery. Make criminals slaves, I tell you now that that would drop the crime rate real quick.
Anyway, I'm done ranting, I need to nap and hopefully wake up in a better mood them I'm in now.
I really don't like many of the people I know. They all have something about them that irks me to a degree, and I'm aware that a few of them are reading this so I will not mention names and I won't really talk about it outside of this, unless I'm annoyed to the point where they must be told otherwise. But, yes, it's no secret that I don't like even half the people I know, it's very obvious actually, although I will try my best to be nice to people that mean well and are generally okay to be around.
"I was impressed with myself." Well, yes, obviously you would be, and we know that so you don't need to say it everytime you do something because soon it's going to turn into "I had a thought, which I'm rather impressed about", but then again, this presents a great means of poking fun at people. Maybe you just have a thing for letting people know every little detail of your life; get a reality show with a camera in the shower so we can all see what it looks like when you take a shit or masturbate in the shower. Better yet, live in the zoo and we can pay to see you do what you do, then after two weeks, you get a portion of the money; that there's what we call economical!
Something else that's pissing me off is people who ask for your help and then look at you with an honest-to-god angry face and tell you that your help is pointless and not worth the time it took to hear it. Next person who does that is going to get hit, seriously, if you needed my help that you wouldn't be saying that to my face. And these are the same people who will do everything but the thing you told them to do and bitch because "nothing's working". Fuck. Sake.
I'm starting to understand what people say when they tell you that they can't trust anyone. No matter what you do, someone will always find something to mock you for or to stab you in the back with. Come on, people, I know it's hypocritical for even me to say, but have a little respect for people. Give them the benefit of the doubt and just accept it. Or maybe that's too much to ask people these days when it's every fucker for themselves.
So, yes, I do infact dislike a lot of people. Many of them aren't even aware or think I'm joking and I'm not in any way, shape or form. Maybe I should have been born a few millenia ago when it was alright and freely accepted for men to love each other even though you had a wife and kids (ancient Greece was awesome) and if you did something wrong, you weren't held for fifteen years just to see what come up, you had your head cut off and mounted on a pike or you were sent into slavery. Which is something we need back, slavery. Make criminals slaves, I tell you now that that would drop the crime rate real quick.
Anyway, I'm done ranting, I need to nap and hopefully wake up in a better mood them I'm in now.
1/30/07
Snow days
I love having snow days, but I don't like having them when I have to miss a lab. But then again, it's not so bad, I've been practising bass most of the morning and I've got For Whom The Bell Tolls pretty much down, except for a few places where I lose my timing, but that's just practise.
Other then that, I've been looking at basses again, trying to find which on I want. Maybe a Warwick, maybe an ESP. I have yet to decide, though I do know that I'll be getting my Macbook before I get a new bass, as I've been wanting/needing a new computer for a few years.
I've been thinking that it's soon time for me to get back into the dating game. You know, nearly fourth months of being single starts to suck when you're used to having someone around to hang out with on a regular basis. If I could get to Nova Scotia, I'd try dating this girl that I met, or I might even just say to hell with it and find someone around town to date. We'll see, though, knowing me, it's going to be harder then I think and I'll have to sit down and think about it for a long while. Enough being emo!
I'm getting good at Guitar Hero, which I'm glad about as it will be the first game I'll actually be mediocre at and be able to to play with people without sucking too much. Getting 5-stars on every song is hard, though, but I want to get those special guitars! I need them! Obsessed? Just a little. Maybe...
Fuck, I hate shovelling, but I have to do it before work. Oh my, the bitches work is never done!
Other then that, I've been looking at basses again, trying to find which on I want. Maybe a Warwick, maybe an ESP. I have yet to decide, though I do know that I'll be getting my Macbook before I get a new bass, as I've been wanting/needing a new computer for a few years.
I've been thinking that it's soon time for me to get back into the dating game. You know, nearly fourth months of being single starts to suck when you're used to having someone around to hang out with on a regular basis. If I could get to Nova Scotia, I'd try dating this girl that I met, or I might even just say to hell with it and find someone around town to date. We'll see, though, knowing me, it's going to be harder then I think and I'll have to sit down and think about it for a long while. Enough being emo!
I'm getting good at Guitar Hero, which I'm glad about as it will be the first game I'll actually be mediocre at and be able to to play with people without sucking too much. Getting 5-stars on every song is hard, though, but I want to get those special guitars! I need them! Obsessed? Just a little. Maybe...
Fuck, I hate shovelling, but I have to do it before work. Oh my, the bitches work is never done!
1/27/07
Yeah, today sucked. Completely.
Okay, so snow, I hate snow, I hate having to shovel it and I hate having to look at it. Ugh! I need to live in the desert where there's no snow. But, I guess having a snow blower is good and a father that does it all before you even get up in the morning, although he did try to get me up, which is not nice. I need my beauty sleep, for the little it's going to do me.
Anyway, enough of my pretty face. I did nothing today, and I do mean nothing. I played Guitar Hero 2 all day and now my hand is aching and sore, but on the plus side I nearly beat medium! (yes, I know, I suck at this game, but shut up). But, I did spend a lot of time with MattyP tonight, driving around town and talking (we were supposed to see a movie, but the machines were being difficult), so I guess the night wasn't a bust after-all.
I love Warwick. They make some of the most badass basses ever! Like this new one, the Vampyre BO (that stands for Bolt On) "Dark Lord"! It's tuned with an F#! A fucking sharp! It rattles the earth! Well, I assume so, but man, it's tuned to the low of the low end. Link is thus: Vampyre "Dark Lord"
Oh my, I need to sleep soon. I'm getting sleepy again. Sigh, oh well, night all!
Okay, so snow, I hate snow, I hate having to shovel it and I hate having to look at it. Ugh! I need to live in the desert where there's no snow. But, I guess having a snow blower is good and a father that does it all before you even get up in the morning, although he did try to get me up, which is not nice. I need my beauty sleep, for the little it's going to do me.
Anyway, enough of my pretty face. I did nothing today, and I do mean nothing. I played Guitar Hero 2 all day and now my hand is aching and sore, but on the plus side I nearly beat medium! (yes, I know, I suck at this game, but shut up). But, I did spend a lot of time with MattyP tonight, driving around town and talking (we were supposed to see a movie, but the machines were being difficult), so I guess the night wasn't a bust after-all.
I love Warwick. They make some of the most badass basses ever! Like this new one, the Vampyre BO (that stands for Bolt On) "Dark Lord"! It's tuned with an F#! A fucking sharp! It rattles the earth! Well, I assume so, but man, it's tuned to the low of the low end. Link is thus: Vampyre "Dark Lord"
Oh my, I need to sleep soon. I'm getting sleepy again. Sigh, oh well, night all!
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