More snow...

SNNNOOOOOOOOWWWW!

[As per the song in White Christmas, hehe!]

I did get more snow, figuratively and literally. It stormed on the weekend and dumped lots of snow al over Canada... in Halifax we got snow followed by a deluge of rain... which I had the wonderful opportunity to stand in... in a vest.. blech... winter is silly. Stuck cars and frozen roads are not so much fun ;p

But Sunday I took Colin to see White Christmas, which as part of the holiday season, was showing on the big screen! Yay! I was so excited I nearly pee'd myself. What a treat to be able to go see it in a theatre... it was really swell. Hehe! :)

The countdown to my Christmas vacation is on, so happy holidays one and all, may your end of year celebrations be filled with peace, joy and love. HUGS!

Let it snow!

I was fortunate enough to be invited to go along with a friend to see White Christmas at Neptune yesterday. Wow, what a great performance, the whole show was just fantastic! I admit that I'm a sucker for theatre and love to watch a good musical more than anything else. The fact that it was White Christmas made it even better. I've watched the movie every year that I've had the opportunity for the past ten years or so. I'm such a big fan of Bing Crosby anyway, as well as Danny Kaye; basically, I just love the movie. To the point, I had a fantastic evening and was delighted by the performance. Their song and dance was just as good as in the movie, and had it's own creative style... making it memorable for my first time at Neptune. Being the silly boi that I am, I was all choked up a few times, especially after one tap number that was just downright fabulous. What a treat :) As we left the theatre and walked back to the car, it snowed like crazy... adding a little extra special memory to the night. It was clear skies when we went into the theatre, the snow was a surprise. While I'm not one to get into the holiday spirit too early, I certainly have it in me this year.

Stupid alarm clock

It's been ten years. I find it hard to fathom that a decade has passed. Am I any better off or any happier? Who knows... I am a bit different though, I guess that's something...

sweet like candy

Today is my day off.

I took a vacation day and extended my weekend by 1 day. I had a three day weekend.

Actually, [says Audrey] I had an excellent three day weekend. Colin was offered a new job, so Saturday we went to Jane's on the Common to celebrate. The food was fantastic and I stuffed myself. I tend to be doing that a lot lately, but December is always a 'family first, then food' type of month. I know my priorities! Yesterday was Colin's 'decorate-a-thon' at home, so some friends came over and we watched Christmas movies while he decorated the apartment and broke things. We all had dinner and then watched some TV shows before calling it a night. Which leads me into today... wonderful day off that it has been. It's snowed incessantly since this morning and it appears we're facing a stormy night. I'm content to sit back and relax and let winter have its way :)

It's a 15 minute walk to work, so if the roads are plowed, I'll face the fury of the storm tomorrow, but if nothing is dug out by 8:30... I'm rolling over and going back to sleep. :)

Knock your socks off.

My wife used to fart when she was nervous. She had all sorts of wonderful little idiosyncrasies. She used to fart in her sleep. I thought I’d share that with you. One night it was so loud it woke the dog up. She woke up and went ‘ah was that you?’ And I didn’t have the heart to tell her [...] she’s been dead for 2 years, and that's the shit I remember: wonderful stuff you know? Little things like that. Those are the things I miss the most. The little idiosyncrasies that only I know about: that's what made her my wife. Oh she had the goods on me too, she knew all my little peccadilloes. People call these things imperfections, but they're not. Ah, that's the good stuff.

- Robin Williams playing Sean, Good Will Hunting

I've always been a big fan of Good Will Hunting since I first saw it. I've watched it several times and love the simplicity of human relations that comes through in the interaction of the characters. It really speaks to me.

Anyway, while I rarely write anything that's personally embarrassing, I figured that in this instance I'd cross the threshold... This morning I had an experience similar to the beginning of the above quote (the part regarding the fart). I was sound asleep next to my better half and sortof half-woke because my throat was dry. I had forgotten to get myself a glass of water before going to bed, but didn't feel I was de-hydrated enough to bother getting up for one, so I just ignored it and drifted back into a light sleep. Shortly after, I was woken up to the loud sound of a fart. I looked over at Colin and, since I was still half asleep, I sortof chuckled and giggled to myself while he stirred, readjusted himself and went back to sleep. It was at that point that I realized that he wasn't the one who had made the offending noise... oops! Silly me, I was ever so slightly embarrassed. I noticed the sheets and blankets had bunched up around him and that my nekkid posterior had been sticking out over the side of the bed... without a muffler, I had made the loud and offending noise. Oh dear :( Anyway, it was funny if not terribly embarrassing and I'm not sure, but I think I actually woke him up and he was too polite to mention it... he's a heavy sleeper so I'm not sure, but it's good for a chuckle. It reminded me of the movie and made me think of how special my guy is, whether he knew about this one or not. It's fun being sappy, not so much being crappy. Hehe!

Another 5 years and I'll write some other fun and interesting thing... 'nuff said.

RARRRR!

'I hate this place. This zoo. This prison. This reality, whatever you want to call it, I can't stand it any longer. It's the smell, if there is such a thing. I feel saturated by it. I can taste your stink and every time I do, I fear that I've somehow been infected by it.'

oh... my... fucking... god... if I have to deal with one more knob today that has an intellect equivalent to an acorn, I'm going to go braindead...

FUCK! Get off my damn phone!!

serendipitously

I saw it in your eyes last week and I've seen it again several times since... you're starting to believe :)

whosit, whasit, where?

Nothing quite so annoying and untimely as someone pounding urgently on your door while you're right in the middle of hot sweaty sex. Mental cursing ensues.

Nothing quite so amusing as having said urgent knocker above open the door when your naked boyfriend goes to answer it and has to hide his nakedness from random stranger. Guffaw, guffaw, uproarious laughter!

Honestly, the fact of our anticipated reason for actually pausing and answering the door was a good one, but finding out the neighbor's car had its headlights on was a bit of a reason to be miffed. Piss off, we're busy.

Resume your positions and ... 'Take 2!' ... SNAP!

heh heh heh

The email below made it through my junk filter... talk about terrible marketing strategies... Seriously, insult my penis and expect me to click on something... sheesh. :)

Trick or Treat!

Hahahahahaha! Happy Halloween!

The continuing stooooooorrrrrry of a quack, who's gone to the dogs...

I had the opportunity to talk to my parents this weekend about the fact that, along with girls, I date guys... furthermore, they now know I have a boyfriend and have been dating him for over a year now... it went remarkably well. I now think I will build a rocket and fly to Venus, because I'm fairly certain there are no challenges left for me on this planet :)

Gross.

You are filthy.

Yes, you.

So am I and every other person on the planet.

We're all animals. We live in filth that, for the most part, we cannot see. We are permanently covered in layers of dirt, grime and cellular waste (re: dead 'us' bits) that we slough off constantly. We bathe and wash and re-bathe and re-wash ourselves, but no matter how much of that we do, we're still covered in organic gunk. A whole lot of it is beyond normal eyesight, but we're covered in everything from bugs to dirt to germs and viruses. Not only on our surface; we're chock full of delightful little living thingys. Lots of them do us good, but some are on the bad side. Regardless, we're hosts to countless numbers of organisms and we're covered in filth.

I generally don't care. I know this stuff is on us all, it doesn't bother me. Most people are reasonably clean and take care of themselves, so that the levels of dirt and detritus are not blatantly obvious to the eyes (and also to the nose). Unfortunately, some people are not clean at all. Yuck.

The point of this: I get to fix computers on a daily basis. If your computer is covered in organic matter of ANY nature, clean it off before you bring it to me. If it happens to be covered in anything that came from you, I do not want it.

It's called a cloth and spray on disinfectant cleaner. Investigate it further...


(PS. Not pointing fingers at anyone I know personally, it's just general humorous disgust at some of the things I see at work... blech! *smile*)

davey "refrigerator" perry... well sortof... le sigh

feign ignorance... it's a much easier way to deal with what life throws at you ;p

foundations

there are many foundations that have come to be a part of my life in the past year... some more important than others, but that's not a topic I need to relate... I have taken a room in a new apartment downtown in Haligonia where I can walk to work in the mornings and enjoy the city as it wakes up... However, I choose not to wake that early, I will stick to my traditional 11 am wakeup... my body is so well trained, most folks don't even realize I'm still asleep... I am enjoying this new place; it's something different... I hadn't realized how much I truly disliked the location of my old place until I left it... the house itself was not bad, but the location always left a bitter taste in my mouth for some reason that never became apparent... it will be one week tomorrow we've been here and it feels like a weight has lifted off my shoulders... what a strange world I live in, what a strange life I lead :)

ps. I have yet to hang my bedroom curtains and the entire back wall of my bedroom is one large, paned window... which overlooks a courtyard, facing our sister building which has all glass windows... I've never felt so naked... what an insidious treat >:)

well well well, llew llew llew

This is my last night in fairview! yippee!!!! I'm so glad to get the fuck out of here. I can't say it's ever been and, but I can't say I've ever loved it either.. it was where I slept. I had a good roommate and I was comfortable, so I can't complain... lots of folks never have that. But it's going to be so nice to live downtown. Fuck yeah! Monday morning, I walk to work for the first time, I'm walking right down Spring Garden, getting a coffee at Second Cup and prancing my way to work all the way down Barrington Street! Yay me! Well, I guess that depends on if Colin kidnaps me and keeps me on Sunday night, because usually after that I can hardly walk, let alone prance. Hahahaha! ;)

which part is more broke

I hurt in so many places that I've lost count. Phooey... I think I need to go in for a tune up and an overhaul. Silly engine isn't idling properly, the suspension is leaking and the frame certainly isn't up to standards. Maybe I'll trade in my broken one for this model (no pun intended, ha!)



The folks at work would certainly be shocked, and I can think of one special guy who I'm sure would utter, "Teehee!" before tickling me silly or something like that...

Heh! Well, I think I'll have to just suck it up, fix what I have and settle for a good lube job. *evil grin*

test 18,982,182

It only feels like I've tested it that many times... but it seems to be working much better now.

Lets see if an image works...



Haha too funny!

hmm, well, the enigmatic-paradox.net domain seems to be routing correctly... finally :) the whole site needs more work than I can contemplate at the moment, as almost every link I've tried end up in limbo... if I can't iron out the details I may scrap the whole thing and repost it in another form... there's so many crossed links and incorrect urls that I can't find them all in one sitting hehe! and Blogger doesn't seem to want to change some of the settings I've told it to change...

hmm hmm hmm.. at least it's a step in the right direction... I think...

maybe I can fix more of it tomorrow...


for the meantime, this week sucked shit, I'm glad it's over. ha!

:)

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salutee phallusee

ugh... I am so morbidly awake right now... bloody, broody mornings...

my sleep patterns are all wonky and it's beginning to piss me off... I can't blame it on total insomnia, as I seem to be able to get to sleep with no problems... staying asleep seems to be the issue... I think I need to become an alcoholic so that I just pass out and sleep from dusk 'til dawn... really though, who needs a liver... it just sits there, it never says anything... I think I'll need to devise a plan, wherin I concoct a 'time machine'... and using this 'time machine' I can sleep in every single day until I am not sleepy and then 'time machine' myself back to 30 minutes before my bus comes... thus the 'time machine' will give my as much sleep as I need and still have the benefit of letting me keep my job...

I think I need to go break stuff...

fuck you Fido

The epitome of subservience to our per overlords is well illustrated in the description of a scene played out in a small park with a man and a dog. The man stands watching the dog and pleads insistently for the dog to do its business. The simple phrase, "Would you please just shit" is uttered repeatedly, but the dog happily ignores the mans desperate entreatment. The supplication of the inferior party is uttered in vain, as the pet overlord demonstrates its dominance in the greater scheme of the social order.

Sadly, that man was me this morning. After 25 minutes of trying to convince her to shit, I gave up. The saddest part is that after asking for shit so vehemently, I'm almost assured that I will find all the shit I want on the floor when I get home from work this evening.

Last, but not least, when I attempt to clean up whatever shit is on the floor, there's a very good chance the dog will get nervous because she did something 'bad' and piss all over the place.

Fuck this shit, I'm moving to New Zealand.

the saga

the whole blog is a mixed disaster... I looked at some of the settings and underlying things the other day and got so frustrated I gave up... this weekend I intend to devote some time to housecleaning and making it work at least *passably*... frig :)

merry letters of an eventual nature

I had written this to Colin as a venting session (fuuuuuuck, I hate mornings..), but I reread it and laughed. Thus, for posterity, I shall append it it my blog-ee-o. I could attempt to explain some of it, but then my enigmatic aura would be shattered... and who would ever want such a horrible thing...

so yeah, I got home last night and continued my laundry and cleaned up
around the house... the laundry finished its last dry cycle at
2:54am... I was too tired to study or even read, so I played WoW and
mindlessly killed stuff while I waited ... hehe, so I got to bed by
3:15 and after a brief 'soliloquy' passed out by 3:30... I got up at
6:45 to go walk the dog, decided life's too short for this crap and
napped for another 15 minutes. I got up walked the dog, then sh*t,
showered and shaved in record time, kenneled the pets (not a fun or
easy feat) and ran like a maniac to get my bus, which was a bit late,
so I stood looking like a knob at the stop for 5 minutes :) oh, and on
my way back from walking the dog, I had noticed yet ANOTHER flower box
had collapsed, so I scooped the whole friggin mess back into the box
and pushed it to the side :)

this is yet another Monday, disguised as a Tuesday...

carte blanche

a thousand barbs drag through my skin, as I watch the sun climb high through the sky, yet I persevere
drawn and quartered, I muster the strength of will to summon my self back together
oh how I envy Medusa and her simple life

and now I have been thwarted by a PDF printer... how drole...

heads or tails, apples or oranges, ice cream or sorbet... why make a choice, just have them all... what do we see in one or the other, that we don't see in one or the other... it vexes me that I can't put a lid on things and call it a day...

5:30am, litter box: "It's too early to be cleaning up cat shit. Fuck sake."

that friggin' light at the end of the tunnel just turned burgundy... fuck, I so hate burgundy... stupid light...

exeunt.

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new location

my silly blog will find a temporary home at www.davius-maximus.net

that's a work in progress and since I'm away from home for a few days, it will take me at least until Wednesday to get the bugs worked out...

the davius-maximus.net domain should kick in by Monday, though it takes a while to propagate through... we'll see ;)

enigmatic-paradox.net will probably go tits up for at least a week, but it may be longer... worst case scenario, I get it up and running again for the last week of August.

we shall see...

stay tuned, the show's just starting... hahahaha!

sadly, this will only be viewable for another 24 hours, unless my guess it wrong, so it's sort of pointless... but such is life :)

a brief siesta

the past two weeks have been turbulent in all good ways... I spent a lot of time with friends and even more with Colin, so my room is a sty and I think I may have to throw a grenade in and start fresh... haha! Janius was in the city visiting, so between her visit and Shane moving to Halifax, I've had lots of visiting to do. It was a whirlwind of fun. Colin had friends visit on the weekend, so I got to meet them and go to Talay Thai for dinner... oh yumm, I just love their food... I've only had there food on three occasions and this was my first in shop dining experience with them... boy oh boy, is it worth it... I'm housesitting for my uncle, so I've been lounging around in the summer heat and sweating off some of the extra weight I've added on lately... if it wasn't for the summer heat and sex, I'm sure I'd have put on ten pounds since the spring ended. it's nice to have a car that works, even if it's only for a week... the city house is being renovated, so it was lucky that I was out here... I expect the renovation to continue until October, but we'll see what happens ;) I saw ugly people today, they had auras of pure blackness... how gross... they weren't hard on the eyes looks wise, but I could almost smell the rotten eggs oozing out of their pores... some people are just vile... ah well, the rest of the folk on the rocky hockey ball make up for it in more ways than we can count. amen.

as of saturday, my website will be inaccessible for a little while, hopefully no more than 3 weeks... we'll see what happens... I have a new adventure to look into when it comes to ISPs and all that fun stuff :)

see ya on the flip side...

treguna mecoides trecorum satis di

Sometimes you have to wade through the darkness to appreciate the light.

I just wish I was was doing less wading today and more basking in the sun. Unfortunately, it piss poured rain since yesterday, so both figuratively and literally there was no sun to bask in. Stupid sun. Oh well, I have very little to complain about in life right now. Things are going really well for me and I'm pretty happy most of the time. The dark clouds in my mind have to come fuck it up every so often, but hell... I'm only human. I had to have a talk with Colin this morning about something I didn't want to bring up. Luckily he's attentive when I need him and understanding about the silliness of my ever fluctuating mental states. But gods above, some things are so hard to talk about. I look at my life and in comparison to most others, I've had a much better than average life. The really bad shit I've gotten myself into sometimes seems trivial compared to the advantages and sheer good luck I've had in life, but it's left its mark. I sometimes wonder if I'm scarred for life... then again, some scars don't heal, and some shouldn't. Reminders of mistakes and what we've lived through are a part of who we are and keep us on track to not make the same mistakes again. I sound so gloomy today... damn introspection, I'm actually in a good mood. I'll imagine some sun and go from there.

la cucuracha!

I got home around seven thirty this morning and had to prepare for work. I was stripping off to get a shower and as I removed my underwear, I was overwhelmed by the scent of salsa. It was quite strong and made me more than a little hungry. I could tell the actual story behind this odd occurrence, but it's much funnier if I leave it as is... hahahahaha!


*smirk*


Ah, the fun of Google... 'Salsa Underwear' search gives so many fun links! :)

growl

If even ONE of the useless cretins I wished horrible death upon today, meets a bloody and lawn mowing accidentally inclined death, I shall feel slight vindication. Fuck you, no good cretins... get out of my shop...

j'adore les roses

My rosebush is in full bloom :) My dad sent me a picture of it, so I could see how wonderful it looks. Four or five years ago, I spent a day transplanting my uncle's hedge of wild roses from one location to another. It was no small feat... anyone that's transplanted rosebushes know how difficult it can be getting them uprooted. This hedge had been planted there nearly 30 years before, so the root structure was huge.... whew. It was an fun day, I'll grant it that much. Anyway, at the end of the day, there was a little sprig that had come off one of the larger bushes and I took it home to plant in my mom's yard. It was only a foot and a half long, and it was a single shoot. It's root wasn't big, so I didn't expect much from it. It grew well and produced one rose for me by the end of that season. During the winter, the accumulation of snow on it's location was large and in the spring we noticed it had snapped the top half of the bush off. I expected that was the end of it. Anyway, to cut to the chase... after a few years of watering, sheep shit and mulch... the little sprig that could is doing fantastic. :)

This is my baby in all its glory! :)

half way?

Sheesh, we're past the mid point of 2007. Where did the time fly by to...

People say that to me every so often, or something like it and I can't help but cringe. A day or a month or a year or a millennia is just a pre-packaged human thought process, it doesn't exist in nature. As the natural tendencies in our species towards 'order' propel civilization, we tend to dwell more and more on time and the classification of how we spend/make use of time. I don't see anything wrong with that tendency, it's what has made us excel on many levels... but it's not the be all and end all of existence. 2007 has been turbulent in a few ways, but nothing compared to other years. I don't get the feeling that the year has passed quickly. I find I've immersed myself in life to a greater degree; thus, the days have gone by and I haven't noticed it happen as much as I once would have. I'm quite content smelling the flowers and I can happily sit and stare at nothing for long periods of time, but that's not all... my sense of time is just blunted. I'm happily wading through things that attract my attention and hours, days and weeks seem to fly by without notice. I call that enjoying life. I'm happy.

Needless to say, I can be at work and time does not fly by. I'm only human (for the moment, muhuhahahah!). I sometimes feel strange anxiety for no apparent reason or at least for reasons that don't make any sense... but once it's gone I'm back drifting happily along... I went to Cape Breton on the long weekend and even though I was only there for two days, it seemed like a long time. There was no rushing involved or anything to vex me or make it seem short, so for me it wasn't. It was just a nice trip.

Granted that life's been peachy, I did something stupid last week. I freaked out on someone for no apparent reason and I actually yelled. I haven't yelled at anyone in four years, and before that incident it would have been closer to eight or nine years... sheesh. Numerous factors were involved in the situation, but as I examined everything in the time before that, it just looked like silly excuses. I can come to terms with reactionary incidents where cause and effect seem to play a part in what happens, but irrational outbursts make no sense to me. Within a few minutes of this particular irrational outburst I had apologized and all I could do was think to myself, "What the fuck was that? Where did that come from? Why were you yelling?" I was completely at a loss for an explanation. Luckily, I was forgiven and things moved on and away, but it bugs the hell out of me. As a logical person, I dislike and am irritated by illogical behavior; not in other people, in myself. If I can't explain something to myself, give it cause and effect or rationalize, it drives me batty. Fortunately, such instances are rare. Fucking allergy season.

While in New brunswick today, I decided to grab a tea at a Tim's. Let me tell you, I had the blow of my life right there in the restroom. No, not that kind... they had the most powerful hand dryer I have ever encountered. It scared the fucking shit out of me. [I'm not a morning person and after getting up early and driving for 2 hours, I was not anywhere near to being awake and aware. Thus the tea break... which was prefaced by a trip to the loo. In my half asleep state of being, I was ill prepared for what I was about to experience.] Now, I have used a high powered leaf blower on several occasions and I can honestly say that this hand dryer beats the living shit out of ANY leaf blower I've ever used. When I first put my hands under, I nearly had a heart attack, but it dried my hands almost immediately. So after my heart crawled back up into my chest, I went back for seconds. It was by far the funniest thing I've seen in a while. My morbid mind thought up funny headlines that might be found in the newspaper, like, 'Man dies from heart attack in encounter with local restaurant blower' etc... it was an odd day. Anyway, I want one... I'd never have to use a towel again! Take that you fucking towel bastages!

I hate when people watch while I work. I hate it even more when they are trying to be inconspicuous about it. Fuck. In today's adventure I had to dismantle a 3 foot by 3 foot by 4 foot printer to change an internal fan. The problem being, I had no idea how to take it apart. Until I showed up at the customer's business, I had never seen this model printer and I could not find anything on the interwebith with instructions. Thus, it was dismantle by trial and error. That doesn't scare me in the least, I was one of the kids that took things apart to see how they worked.. and then put it back together in working condition :) Only N00BS broke shit haha! So I played the 'Find out which screw comes off next' game and the customer sat at her desk 3 feet away working. Le sigh. She was a nice lady, otherwise I probably would have gotten frustrated and fucked it up totally. All in all, I made it work the way it should. She was happy and overall, I enjoyed the experience.

I stop writing for a while and this is the result... a never ending maze of thoughts. I could keep going for hours, but work would be ten levels of hell if I don't get my bee-ooty sleep. I've played some Warcraft and some Clan Lord this week. It's nice to wantonly whack shit and then run away from the corpse. Hehe!

Ahahahahahahaha!

I am fleeing the cuntry! No wait, I'm fleeing the city... I'm excited, as I get a long weekend visiting the folks PLUS they bought themselves a new Mac Mini with a nice 20" LG LCD display. Of course, I picked it all out and set it up for them :) So tonight I'll be plugging things in and tomorrow will be a crash course in how to use it. Very exciting! I also get to clean their basement and weed their flower bed. Not QUITE as exciting, but it's nice to have something to do while I'm there... it's still my home! I lack things to 'do' or 'take care of' where I live now. It just ain't mine... ;p chores are just chores ;p Anyway, now that the car has fizzled out, I'm lucky I caught a drive with my aunt and uncle. Who knows when I'll be able to return home for a visit. The earliest I can envision is the August long weekend, and I have had plans to go home for that since March. Who knows things might change; maybe I'll win the lotto or marry a millionaire! Teehee! ;) And I may be able to travel sooner than I thought I could. A possible trip to Ireland is in the works. Now THAT would be fun! Get a chance to kiss some Blarney stones, hehe! I'll have to see what happens.

It's the little things in life... :)

Last Saturday, I went to visit Colin and he had a surprise for me. He had seen 'something special' and ran around town for quite a while until he found it for me. I showed up at his house and he surprised me with it. I was delighted! Not only was it a fantastic gift that suited me and my zany character, but it meant a lot to me that he went through all the trouble to find it. The little things in life make it special. I was really touched at how thoughtful he was. Whee! Not only is he hot and smart, but he's considerate and caring. What a man :) I'm a very lucky man!

So what was it that he got for me? This is it! :)



It's called Optimash Prime. How awesome! :)

Hearing the words, "I love you" is perhaps one of the best things you can experience in life.

I love you too.

:)

Scowl

I took the car in today to have it checked. I thought it had a bad rear shock but the rear frame had rotted out and buckled. Le sigh. I had planned to buy some shocks and replace them myself, but when I stuck my head under the other day, things didn't look right... so I took it to the shop today. The guy said he wasn't even sure it would be repairable. Craptastic... I have gotten into the routine of having a car, so this isn't going to make me a happy camper.

Confound it all!

My $#*$!# domain expired on May 30th and I assumed that the company that I was using as a host would renew it automatically as they have in the past. Unfortunately, they changed hands last year so I guess with the new policies and crap that didn't happen. Le sigh. Anyway, it seems to be back in shape and after a week or so the DNS should propagate to all the smaller servers and it will be back to normal. How aggravating.

All in all, life's good. I've fallen in love with a fantastic guy, I enjoyed a nice camping trip, work has been looney but enjoyable and we've had a few sunny days amidst our perennial Haligonian rain clouds and chilly winds. Hard to complain about that. Now that the domain crap is straightening itself out, I may actually write more. WOOT! :)

cook much?

I felt bad for the cashier at Superstore today. I bought a $3.50 prepared "Nacho chips and Dip" from their ready to go section. She commented as I paid, that she loved the nachos and had them for lunch all the time. She said, "They're so great and I can never make them as good at home." Geez. I've watched them make them... a blob of cream cheese, followed by a blob of salsa, followed by a handful of bagged sliced cheese. On top of that, they toss a few pieces of cut up tomato and green pepper. How can you fuck that up? And really, it isn't all that good, it's just ok. If it wasn't for the green pepper and tomato, I'd never touch the damn things. She has my sympathy.

home is where the heart is?

It seems that I have lost sight of the path. All I'm taking back with me after a trip home this time is a sense of inadequacy and a befuddled mind. I spent a day surrounded by family and friends celebrating my mother's birthday... it was shadowed by the old familiar feeling of isolation and the sense I just don't fit in. I watched the waves as I got ready to sleep last night and while they provided some soothing feelings, I couldn't find any inner calmness. It was very disappointing. The past year has been fairly good, so I don't understand why I'm so fucked up with uneasiness and mild depression. It's unusual. While I don't feel sick, I don't feel that I'm physically right either... it's annoying me and adding to my addled mental state. I can't put my finger on what it is, but something feels out of whack. I'm convincing myself a trip to a doctor is a good idea. I couldn't convince myself to drive back to Halifax today, it was just to much. I wasn't even tired, I slept well last night... I was just worn out. Even a two hour nap in the afternoon didn't pick me up, I just gave up. Very weird that... leaves fall in autumn, that's nature. But they fall in the spring too. We just don't notice it. The delay in departure had one fringe benefit... I got to visit with some friends over coffee. They're doing well which lifted my spirits a bit. I can see their path, it looks really good. So where the fuck did mine go?

heh, too funny :)

I love you Fantasy Goat!

WOOT!

This is quite exciting for me! Yeehaa! Penny Arcade is getting its own game! :)

I'm so, so, so, so, fizucking excited!

The concept art done for the package features the Fruit Fucker! Hahahahaha! This is going to rock!

grrrrrrrrrrrrr!

I just had to deal with the most clueless customer I've had in years. Argh! She owned an iPod and knew absolutely nothing about it, iTunes or music... or anything in general. The worst part was, her iPod wasn't working correctly, and I had an appointment set for the same time she walked in the door and glommed on to me. Argh! Anyway, after 20 minutes, I set her on someone else... she was in the shop for another 30 minutes... Jeez. Then I went on to my appointment, which was dealing with a nice, little, old lady who was intent on driving me batshit crazy with a printing problem. After 40 minutes of trying to print from a 13 year old software application, she gave up. I probably could have figured it out, but she said she'd come back on a quieter day. There were 10 people in the showroom, enough to make it uncomfortably noisy and busy. I want to go home. Le sigh.

Xooga!

My dearest Aneikins,

Healing is a fine art. You're very good at it. Whether those two statements have correlation is entirely up to you.

- the pet Zo



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Hehehehehehehehe! ;)

summer heat on my feet

It was blissfully warm this past week. Three days of 25+ degrees. I made more trips to the park to enjoy the sun in the past week than I have in the past 6 months. Fantastic. It's funny how a walk and some air can do so much good for the mind. I've been enjoying myself. It's been good for my mood... mellowing in some ways, exciting in others. Things are ok on the Colin front, we've spent lots of time together and I've tormented him with endless patter about everything under the sun having to do with the two of us. Eventually he'll either keep me or shoot me from all the talk, I'm not convinced of which it will be yet. Hehe! :) I'm looking forward to the long weekend and a trip home. It feels like I was just there, but the past few weeks have flown by. I hear my coconut tree calling my name. Damn tree, leave me alone! I'm in a good place right now. I shouldn't bitch at the tree, as someone may come along and chop it down. Then what would I do. I'd have to go plant another and that's not even slightly funny to think about.

A few funny pics Colin sent me.



I was napping on him and he took a picture of my obviously un-tanned face. Eek! At least I was comfy.



Someone was being naughty and playing with his phone while he was driving. Pesky Colin!

sublime intricacy

With the exception of some random mood swings last week, May has been delightful. Allergy pills are the order of the day, and they've affected my moods, my contact lenses and have given me minor nose bleeds. How exciting. On a happier note, I spent the majority of my free time with Colin in the past week. He's helped me with some things and I think I've been a help to him on a few things too. It's a nice feeling to be there for each other, I appreciate it. I think old age has mellowed me a little bit. Mild, minor craziness aside, I think I've actually matured a bit. At least some parts of me have. For all that I'm weak in a few areas, other parts of me have gotten stronger and I feel like a better person for it. Random, self-indulgent tangents aside, my connection with Colin is good and the more time we spend with each other, the closer we seem to connect. It's quite exciting. Work has been rather uneventful lately, which has given me both time to ponder my life (ugh) and where I'm at. I am still on track with the 5 year plan, but my recent relationship issues have had me rethinking things. My plans have always been very focused on me, to the exclusion of anything else. I can't say I want to up and change the current plan right away, but for the first time since I started the plans, I've felt more inclined to have someone else to share with. I'm admittedly self-absorbed, so it's a foreign thought to take other poeple into consdieration in a plan that's all about me, but it's a thought. So much to do, so little time. I watched part of a South Park epsiode recently where Cartman was phoning himself in the past and his past self ignored him. I picture myself making a phone call to davey of summer 2003 and reading what I've just written. I'm fairly certaiin I'd have laughed myself silly, told present day me to go fuck myself and then proceed to the liquor store to buy some rye and get smashed. Perhaps I'm becoming a little less selfish, but I'm not really sure yet. Oddly enough, for the first time I can remember since back as far as when I was around 10 or 11 years old, my sense of self is re-devloping. It's an interesting feeling and a fascinating look at oneself in flux. I'm not sure what is changing about me, or what I'll end up being. As always, only time will tell.

Shun the risen

They come in darkness without warning
Little chance to escape their stony touch
Vaunted warriors strewn on the ground
Fallen defending a hopeless cause
Wicked words woven with bitter tongues
Blighting walls weakened with decay
Complete will be their inexorable decimation
When sands of time call home their own
Shun the world it is false and cruel

My dearest Colin, pour vous. ;)

Hee hee hee hee hee! You can hit me later. ;)

tickets please!

fuck april has been an odd and long month... ups and downs, lefts and rights, and then some sideways shit that I did not even see where it came from... I think destiny has her strings twisted and I am the sucker getting pulled away from the lee-side into the maelstrom... twenty one days of being sick, preluded by two weeks with a sore throat... I feel lucky it was not anything worse, but it has taken its toll on my physical well being and my mental health... last night was the first night since the eighth of the month that I have not coughed myself to sleep... mutha fucka... my planned vacation/getaway/break/birthday weekend at the beginning of the month was spent sick and in bed, resulting in a less than ideal mental state and a sense of disheartened pessimism... I am unfamiliar with that sensation, it was something new and something uninvited... I hope it goes away, it still lingers... my friend and childhood neighbor lost her fiancee in Afghanistan on Easter sunday... I used to babysit her and her sister when they were pre-schoolers... it was so sad to see her and her family suffer... Easter morning she was at church with my parents and she had asked them to sing at their wedding... eight hours later, she found out he was gone... very depressing... I got to see her and the family last week at the wake, damn what a tough thing to do... I am rarely at a loss for words, but at a wake I am unable to say anything coherent... thank fuck they know me, otherwise I would have looked quite the fool... four days of sunshine have made it almost summer-like, but the forecast is for five days of rain... I normally love rain, but I am not in a rain-liking mood lately, I want warm summer breezes and cool evenings for a while... the world seems cloudy and I don't need literal clouds on the horizon right now... the worst thing is an overwhelming sensation akin to the feeling you have when you have missed the bus, but have not yet realized or accepted it... you stand there waiting, letting the knowledge sink in as the moments go by... what a miserable feeling... everything seems to be clouding my judgement... my intuitive side, that all my life has shown me the path ahead with some degree of clarity, seems to have gone blank... I cannot trust instinct without intuition, I may as well just strip naked and go hunt with wild dogs in that case... the path is irrelevant then, which perhaps it is right now... I just do not know... I think I need to sleep and make these stupid thoughts go away... I know I'm not a sinking ship, but no one thought Titanic would sink either...

sometimes we are our own worst enemy

ze itty bitty paradigm shift that made all the difference to me

sometimes our outlook on the world can change and it makes everything seem different.

sometimes how we look at ourselves changes and it makes everything seem different.

I was unhappy with myself and one day, out of the blue, my view of myself changed in a split second. I gave myself a righteous kick in the ass and set out to change something in my life, namely 'me'. I feel good about that.

I spent Thursday evening visiting with Colin and we sat and talked for a few hours about life and miscellaneous stuff and most importantly, about the two of us. For a change, I wasn't a can of clams... I was open and talked about me, my feelings and my hopes concerning the two of us. It was a good talk and long overdue. I think we both got something really good out of it. Since we broke up, we've actually gotten closer and our friendship has benefitted. Truth be known, I want more than friendship... and after my self improvement and our conversation last night, I feel good about the fact we both agree that it is a possibility. No one knows the future, but at least now it's something that is a possibility; if we hadn't talked about it, I would never have known and never had the chance to express myself. The was the old me in a nutshell. We came to the conclusion that we will go on as we have been, as friends, and depending on how things go we'll evaluate that possibility down the road and see what happens. I am happy.

All in all, after a difficult and fatiguing week, it was a very enjoyable outcome. I feel like I've grown as a person.

All this on a day that my hair was so bad I had to wear a baseball cap. Hehe!

what an ash hole

www.dilbert.com

Hahahahahahahaha!

"I wonder where she keeps her teapot to."

Mark and I went to the Halifax screening of Young Triffie this evening. It's co-written, co-starred and directed by Mary Walsh. That was enough to get me to go, but it also had a few other fine Canadians... Andrea Martin, Colin Mochrie and that cute guy who plays Hank in Corner gas, Fred Ewanuick. He and Mary were at the theatre to introduce it, so it was a fun start. The movie was a little bit on the bizarro side, but it was pretty funny. It comes out in April, so if you get a chance, go see it.

something new

I was playing with Photoshop. :)

And I miss you, like the deserts miss the rain

You always were two steps ahead of everyone
We'd walk behind while you would run
I look up at your house
And I can almost hear you shout down to me
Where I always used to be
And I miss you, like the deserts miss the rain

grr

Someone broke into the shop on the weekend and stole some things. So now we need to get bars on the downstairs windows to prevent entry. That's the second robbery in 6 months, so some of the staff are not feeling too good about it. This was a break and enter, which is preferable to armed robbery involving the staff (the last occasion). It doesn't bother me from a safety perspective (we're in the city, any place can get robbed at any time), but from the perspective of the shop suffering in the long term, I'm just pissed. What a crappy was to start the week.

Mondays suck.

vague and bleary-eyed randomness

Some things are just random and bizarre. What a strange and wonderful weekend.

*

He picked up the gin and tonic, took a small sip, and discreetly as possible, turned his head away and spit it over the arm of the couch onto the floor.

I tried to contain my mirth, failed and was asked blandly,

"David, why do you INSIST on seeing EVERYTHING."

Hehe. Why indeed, why indeed...

*

It's just past 6 am, I'm barely awake and trying my best to make a discreet exit. The whole building is dead quiet. I know the stairs are somewhere down the hallway, but my contacts have long since fused to my eyes and I can't see the EXIT sign anywhere. I choose a direction and just as I set off, this random girl nearly walks right into me as she exits a bathroom. I'm totally surprised and nearly have a heart attack; she gasps and nearly screams... we both looked at one another, muttered sorry and fled in opposite directions. It was just luck that I picked the correct direction and found the stairs. My heart didn't stop racing until I started the car.

*

Seriously though, how many drunken phone calls back and forth is enough, before the parties involved realize they've had the same conversation about ten times. Obviously, it's more than 8. Absolute hilarity, none the less.

"Paper or plastic?"

Says the rather dense looking young man at the cash register at Esso, "Uhh, what does it mean 'Choose account, Chequing or Savings'?"

The cashier and I had a good chuckle.

panoramic systematic shutdown

As if this PAST week hasn't been hard enough, I woke up this morning very nauseous... I called work to tell them I'd be in late, took gravol and went to lie down for an hour. I dozed off and had a rather rotten dream... I was at the beach with friends and we missed someone. We saw him floating face-down quite far off shore and I had to swim out to rescue him. I got to him and tried rescue breathing, but nothing was working. So I'm out in the ocean with a drowned friend and nothing I am doing is going to save him. Cue the alarm clock. I wake up in a panic, feel like crap, and have to get up and go to work.

I think that if I make it through this week even slightly sane, I'll have accomplished something.

I'm sick, tired, angry, hurt, lonely, mildy intoxicated from my medication and I want to scream!

On the other hand, I have a friend and her bebe boy coming this weekend for a visit. I haven't seen her in 8 months, so I'm very excited.

Balance, it's what life is all about. :)

sunshine or snowshine? whatever, gimme a damn lollipop!

Amazing how strange a morning can be. I woke up feeling pretty good about life and a bit refreshed after a half-decent nights sleep. The cold is still holding on, but it's almost to the point I'm not noticing it. So I did the morning routine, got ready for work and opened the door. I suppose I should have opened the curtains at some point, as I wasn't prepared for the weather. As a mater of fact, I opened the door and got hit right between the eyes by a big wet clump of snow. It was half rain, half snow and because it was still really bright in the house with the curtains closed, I thought it was all sunny and nice out. I laughed and laughed, I found it really funny. Then I nearly fell down the steps. Then I gotto the car and realized my snow brush was in the trunk. Then I looked down the road and realized traffic was all fucky fucky. I laughed even harder, it really was funny. So I've decided I've either totally lost my mind or I'm just in a really good mood. Heehee!

out out damn spot

destiny decided I would only get two hours sleep last night, but with the help of a shower, a simple breathing exercise, my favorite mantra and 15 minutes meditation, my headache is gone and I have some energy... if only I could meditate away phlegm. hehe! 9 hours until I can curl up in bed again with some neo-citrin... the countdown is on!

ow ow ow, make the bad man stop...

Egads, what an emotionally fraught week it was... for various reasons, my poor head has hammers in it, mostly due to a head cold. I could have done without that, but everyone at work got sick, so I took my turn gracefully. It really has taken a lot out of me, and it hasn't gone away yet. I'm mentally and physically drained. Work was bonkers, as we had one guy quit Monday morning, the manager had a death in the family and was gone and another technician had his mother in the hospital and missed some time. I ran around too much and got wiped out, which probably helped the cold dig its claws in. On top of a week of craziness, I was attending a birthday party for an ex, and I ended up over-anxious and completely wound up for no reason. Fucking brain. Four days of cough suppressants and cold medication made me the anti-life of the party, I'll tell you that. I had less energy than a bowl of pudding. I went with a friend to see 300 on IMAX, which was quite rewarding, but the two of us had the sniffles and I was miserable, sore and tired out of my bloomin' mind, so it took away from the overall experience. Harsh! I don't like things interfering with my movie-going. I had one experience on the weekend that made me really happy and picked up my spirits considerably. I'll keep that one in the vault, I'm greedy and don't want to share. Last but not least, I had a really funny moment at Wendy's restaurant before the movie. As we were walking in, I held the door for two people coming out and my automated customer service program kicked in... as they walked through the door, they said "Thank you" and I automatically replied, "You have a nice day." Heh. It is to laugh. Sweet fuck, it's early in the morning and I can't sleep. Work starts in a few hours and I have a walloping headache. This is going to be one long fucking day.

ping

Afraid To Sleep

We slept in this room together, but now you're gone,
And it's so quiet I turn the TV on.
We lived in this room together, we painted the walls.
Now time doesn't stand still, it crawls.

And I'm afraid to sleep,
'Cause if I do I dream of you,
And dreams are always deep
On the pillow where I weep.

I never realised how much I was in love with you,
Until you started sleeping with someone new.
Last night I dreamed again and you were there.
You kissed my face you touched my hair.

And I'm afraid to sleep,
'Cause if I do I dream of you,
And dreams are always deep
On the pillow where I weep.

Lying alone in the darkness with the memory in my head.
There's a big hole where my heart is
And a lonely feeling rollin' round my bed.

And I'm afraid to sleep,
'Cause if I do I dream of you,
And dreams are always deep
On the pillow where I weep.

I'm afraid to sleep.

- Dido

Shopping for cock!

(of the silicone kind! hehe!)

My lunch break was more interesting than usual today. I ran out of good lube the other day and I recently found out that Venus Envy stocks it. Seeing as their store hours are almost the same as mine, I decided a lunchtime shopping trip would be the best option for me. So I made plans to go there today.

I decided that since I was going to pick up lube anyway, I might as well buy a new toy. I haven't really bought anything new and exciting since I lived out west, and I tossed most of my old playthings in the garbage before I moved (they were mostly cheap-ass toys anyway). I kept a sturdy medium sized vibrator and an eight inch, extra-thick dildo. Well, quite a while back I broke the vibrator, so last night I set my mind on finding a new one. And I did!

Viola! It's BUZZ!



No, I did not name it... I'm not that mental. That's the model I picked.

I shopped quite a bit and ended up liking this one... the name did amuse me, I will admit that. My consultant last night told me the blue ones look Smurfilicious! I laughed and told him I would most certainly get a blue one, and so I did. Honestly, most vibrators for men that I've seen are very realistic, pretty hard/plasticy, super- strong vibration wise and (last, but not least...) huge. Since my dildo covers the "sortof realistic" and "large-nearly-to-the-point-of-discomfort" categories, I thought I'd get something different. Venus Envy has a more 'feminine' (for lack of a better term) selection of toys, thus I now have a Buzz. I wouldn't have minded something that vibrates a bit harder (my last one could make my teeth chatter...), but I'm quite happy with my purchase anyway. :)

Hehe! Gives a whole new meaning to having a few drinks and getting a buzz on! ;) I'll just see how far that goes tomorrow night.

ouch

some things hurt too much to express properly with words.

worse when it's inexplicably silly.

how very tedious.

Ryle hira.

catharsis or cardigan? clandestine or clockwork?

I've always found a trip home to CB works wonders for my mind... granted, this trip had a purpose and was short even by my standards, but even while I ran around in a few circles, I found some me time... I worked out a few decisions I had been putting off for a long time, exorcised a few demons and got myself a haircut just for fun :) the stylist was wacky crazy and gave me a half decent cut for a first timer... but holy fuck, she made it a super sensual experience...

normally, I enjoy my trip to the stylist... I absolutely love people playing with my hair, and a haircut is a step above that... but this stylist, from the moment she started washing my hair to the last whisk of the brush, was super sensual... I don't know if she meant to be, but it was like getting a massage followed by an above neck rub down... yeesh! even when she was using the electric clippers she had her fingers running back and forth on my neck... I could barely speak when she finished up, I was in la la land... what a rush!

anyway, the whole trip was a bonus and I've come back to Haligonia refreshed and purged.. I think that's all I really wanted :)

It's a bird! It's a plane! It's ... no, wait... it's a bird...

Ha ha! I so want one!

Hmm, but where the fuck would I put it....

Whatever. On a brief hiatus to the Cape for a few days... little bro has a 30th birthday party and I needed to escape Halifax for a little bit... some days are just too long for their own good.

I'm living in a blue, blue world.

No, literally.

While my efforts to contain the over-spray while painting the laptop case were successful, the mist created from the multitude of coats has left a fine, almost imperceptible layer of blue dust on everything in my room. It's only obvious when I run my finger across something... it comes away with a layer of shiny blue... yeesh! I also blew my nose this morning, and it was partially blue. ROFL. That'll learn me...

I've decided to call it a dMac, seeing as it's being completely custom encased by me. It aught to make the guys at the shop chuckle. So far, I have three of the case components finished, with three more to be clear coated. Then I have to polish them and get them all shiny and purdy-like. I haven't decided what I shall use for the nametag. I bought white lettering which was not the style I wanted, but was the only thing remotely close that I could find. I hate it. My trial with those letters is horrific and looks gaudy against the blue. I'l have to hit the shops again to see what I can find in a medium gray... nothing else really strikes me as working the way I want it to.

I spent the day visiting my uncle and his family, along with a friend of my cousin, who I drove out to spend the evening with said cousin. We played Tarabish for about 5 hours and ended the night with homemade spicy chicken pizza and a lovely Shiraz. Sadly, I ate too much and my cousin told me I had a bun in the oven. The new diet starts tomorrow. :(

heh, fucking baked...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=42WmF3LLRUQ

I can't describe it.

growl!

I believed that the best way to get to know a woman was to go to bed with her...so pretty much everywhere I've lived I've had a real bad reputation. But it has gotten me a lot of interesting dates." - Dorothy Allison

A fun quote I found a while ago, it amused me. There's a bit more about her on wikipedia. She's quite an interesting lady.

What a long, crappy fucking week. Work was TEH SUK, culminating in a Friday that nearly had me jumping out the window of my office in frustration. I ran in so many circles, that at one point I lost track of where I was and had to think for five minutes to get back on track. That almost never happens. I can multi-task like a motherfucker, but there are limits. Grr! I finally made it to the end of that painful day and put the whole week behind me... a few hours later I was pissed off again, after sitting for nearly an hour waiting for someone to show up for coffee who forgot. To top it all off, one of the customers from the shop was in the coffee shop just as I walked in, so I spent 40 minutes speaking to her. Granted, she's nice enough, but I had just put a hellish work week behind me and it all came right back into my face... argh! Fuck was I one cranky motherfucker when I got home last night.

1) Salt.
2) Open wound.
3) Apply generously.

I was too pissed off to do anything... no watching TV, playing WoW, reading my book or working on my laptop. I decided sleep was a great [aka. only] option... Baileys, Crown Royal, painkillers and a sleeping pill knocked me out for 14 hours.

It did the trick, I've had a great day. I had running around to do and a bunch of things to pick up for the laptop, so when I got them I started working on it. I have the bottom case painted and ready for clear-coating. I have a few other things done, but I fucked up the top housing, so I'm glad I have spare parts. And I'm an hour of leveling away from level 40 and my paladin mount! WOOT! Not a bad day at all. :)

ooh, that's gotta hurt...

I went to see Pan's Labyrinth tonight. What a fun movie. Not for the faint of heart (there's some rather bloody war scenes...) but it's a wonderful faery tale. I wouldn't say anything else about it, except I wish more movies were made like it.

My voyeurometer just went up.

Most folks have a voyeuristic side. Mine is is pretty strong, I love to watch...

...lots of things, not anything in particular. ;p

Anyway, I was erroneously give a movie file that I was not supposed to see. It was an "I miss you" type movie sent to this guy from his boyfriend. I didn't know what it was, so I opened it and started watching... and since I'm human, my voyeuristic tendencies decided I would watch the whole thing. It was the guy's boyfriend dancing half naked to some hot club music, wishing he was there with him. He was quite good looking, so it wasn't hard to keep my attention. Needless to say, it was a good chuckle for me and a bonus that dancing semi-nekkid guy was a) a good dancer b) hot and c) semi-nekkid.

And now I've seen something in someone's life that was secret and private and should never have ended up being viewed by me. How delightfully stimulating. I feel like I should go for a smoke or something... I guess I'll settle for the "or something". Meow.

what a fantastic dream I had!

One look at love and you may see
It weaves a web over mystery,
All ravelled threads can rend apart
For hope has a place in the lover's heart.
Hope has a place in a lover's heart.

Whispering world, a sigh of sighs,
The ebb and the flow of the ocean tides.
One breath, one word may end or may start
A hope in a place of the lover's heart.
Hope has a place in a lover's heart.

Look to love you may dream,
And if it should leave then give it wings.
But if such a love is meant to be;
Hope is home, and the heart is free

Under the heavens we journey far,
On roads of life we're the wanderers,
So let love rise, so let love depart,
Let hope have a place in the lover's heart.
Hope has a place in a lover's heart.

Look to love and you may dream,
And if it should leave then give it wings.
But if such a love is meant to be;
Hope is home, and the heart is free.
Hope is home, and the heart is free.

- Hope Has A Place, Enya

why not...

I think I'd look cute as a beet!

Don't ask. :)

memories are golden...

We'll always have...

- the tree by the duck pond.
- the hill by the skating rink.
- the stairs behind the schoolhouse.
- the trees by the brook.
- the Dominion bicycle accident.
- the high school dance bleachers.
- the evergreen with our names.
- the pink lipstick.
- the sunrises in the Mustang.
- the dance floor of le Palm.
- the late night busride through Montreal.
- the corny jokes at Mickey D's.
- the hot sweaty day by the beach.
- the french maid and the biker.
- the Stardust Picnic.
- the night on the couch at NRG.
- the sunset from those godawful Brunswick towers.
- the rehearsal party.
- the greek salad.
- the handclasp at the play.
- the nap on the orange couch with the kittens.
- the house by the lake.
- the evening walk through the park.

Some wonderful memories of the most romantic moment I shared with a few of the really special people I have had relationships with. In my memories, every person has one special moment that shines more than the others, like a beacon of romanticism in a fog of history... I rarely forget anything, I never forget the important things. I remember every important moment in my life right back to age 4. The stuff in between is like fluffernutter... fluffy and gooey and fills the gaps, but it holds it all together... memories surface from that conglomeration randomly, but the core of my being is spun on the important memories that swirl around my axis. These are my romantic memories, and they are golden.

So, Happy Valentine's Day!

Every year I wish people a big Happy Valentine's Day, because it is a day to celebrate love. Ignore the cynics that call it a Hallmark Holiday... Love is such a wonderful thing, it deserves to be celebrated. Just because capitalists found a way to make a few extra dollars, one shouldn't discount the origins of the whole celebration. I could quote a whole bunch of things from the internet on the origins, but I'm over-tired and just in a totally mushy romanticy mood tonight, so do your own homework. :)

May Love find you and caress you and wrap you deeply in her silk shrouded arms, until there is nothing but you and her and a shining golden world of beauty.

the wind is bloody cold today...

To the wake of a family friend I go, in a little under an hour... my least favorite thing to do, wakes and funerals. In traditional Irish wake, celebration of life is the focal point. I never have trouble doing that, but because I'm a big softie, I find I'm always on the verge of bursting into tears... I'm almost always able to maintain a placid countenance, but inside I'm bawling like a two year old with tummy cramps. This particular wake is for the grandfather of a girl I grew up with... her parents being friends of my parents, I got to know him fairly well as a child. I have some fond memories of my friend, her parents and her grandfather when our family went to visit them at their bungalow. He was a very talented fiddle player, and I can see him clearly playing many a song at parties in their cabin. Good times, I say... good times. So off I go to see my friend and her family and her grandfather for the last time. I take with me happy memories to hold my smile in place and to meet them in their time of grief, as we all know that at times in our life, we stand in the same position. Friends, family and loved ones, nothing else really matters.

"BIXBY SAYS...REEEEEEEEELAX!!!!!!!!"

It's Bixby and me,
we live in a tree,
and for miles around,
there's so much to see.

There's plenty to do,
and *mutter mutter mutter*
so come on along,
with Bixby and me.

Classic kids TV from the 80s... sadly, I can't find anything about it on the net. I'll have to delve deeper.

My vacation is working, I'm no longer wound up after a January of running in circles. I have a cousin visiting from Vancouver who I haven't seen in six years. We went with mom and a few friends to the Savoy for the Three Pianos... an encore performance of their tour from two years ago. I have seen it, but it was still great fun. We finished the evening off watching the Vancouver game with dad and my great uncle. Today is all about food and relaxing. I just stuffed myself with roasty goodness and I'm going to veg for a bit. Greg is home from Calgary so we're going to grab a movie and coffee to catch up. Tomorrow is visiting Sherri and Shane and if I can catch Gayle's attention I should be able to meet up with her... then possibly dinner and cocktails at my brother's place. Tuesday, I take ownership of the car, so I'm going to my uncle's for a visit and dinner with Marc. Aside from that, I'm going to relax with my book. Well deserved, I do say so myself.

Happiness is the simple things in life.

"Troy! Give her back those scissors, this instant!"

In grade primary I learned about sharing. I was never good at sharing with kids when I was very very young. I learned what it really meant by example, in watching the people close to me; seeing what friendship and generosity and kindness and compassion were all about. I've gotten much better over the years at being generous with material things; I like my things and I lust for material possessions, but I don't mind sharing them. Not so with myself. I've always been very greedy with myself. I don't like giving any of me away. It's difficult to draw a line showing exactly what I mean, but I see it every so often and decide quite often not to cross it. It's really difficult when I trip over it. I guess that everyone needs to stumble now and then, otherwise you never learn to walk.

pee uuu

It struck me as amusing :)

http://youtube.com/watch?v=KI4KrQa71mo

"oh gods, where's my iPod when I need it?!?"

Overheard on the bus:

"Hi mom, it's Ben. I was hoping you could bring your scissors. I think I could use a haircut. I'm really looking forward to your visit, I'll see you soon."

He really did need a haircut.

"If lost or stolen, call Allison Hunt"

Love ridden, I’ve looked at you
With the focus I gave to my birthday candles
I’ve wished on the lidded blue flames
Under your brow
And baby, I wished for you
Nobody sees when you are lying in your bed
And I wanna crawl in with you
But I cry instead
I want your warmth, but it will only make
Me colder when it's over
So I can’t tonight, baby

No, not ‘baby’ anymore - if I need you
I’ll just use your simple name
Only kisses on the cheek from now on
And in a little while, we’ll only have to wave

My hand won’t hold you down no more
The path is clear to follow through
I stood too long in the way of the door
And now I’m giving up on you...

No, not ‘baby’ anymore - if I need you
I’ll just use your simple name
Only kisses on the cheek from now on
And in a little while, we’ll only have to wave

- Fiona Apple

Say what?

Q: What do you get when you cross a deconstructionist with a mafia hitman?

A: An offer you can't understand.

*aghast*

While I try not to endorse YouTube (IMHO, it's the MySpace for amateur videographers...), some of the shit that gets posted on there is beyond priceless.

This has full frontal nudity, so buyer beware. It's certainly worth it for a chuckle. ;) YouTube links come and go faster than two dollar hookers, so get your click on while the getting's good.

The CanCon is great, but the laughter is fantstic! :)

"excuse you"

Every so often you meet someone who is much like an angel.

Then she burps.

ROFL

And death shall have no dominion

And death shall have no dominion.
Dead men naked they shall be one
With the man in the wind and the west moon;
When their bones are picked clean and the clean bones gone,
They shall have stars at elbow and foot;
Though they go mad they shall be sane,
Though they sink through the sea they shall rise again;
Though lovers be lost love shall not;
And death shall have no dominion.

And death shall have no dominion.
Under the windings of the sea
They lying long shall not die windily;
Twisting on racks when sinews give way,
Strapped to a wheel, yet they shall not break;
Faith in their hands shall snap in two,
And the unicorn evils run them through;
Split all ends up they shan't crack;
And death shall have no dominion.

And death shall have no dominion.
No more may gulls cry at their ears
Or waves break loud on the seashores;
Where blew a flower may a flower no more
Lift its head to the blows of the rain;
Though they be mad and dead as nails,
Heads of the characters hammer through daisies;
Break in the sun till the sun breaks down,
And death shall have no dominion.

- Dylan Thomas

commence ejaculation

The rumors were dead on... they finally unveiled it...

Holy fuck, it's a cool gadget.



Apple's new iPhone

blaspheme. smite. umbra. andante.

I shall slay thee with viciousness unknown to man
I shall shred thee to pieces and cast thee about
I shall smother thy spark, extinguish thy light
I shall soon be the end of thy pitiful form.

I shall shadow thee, quietly, lurking in darkness
I shall suddenly rise from behind, and anon
I shall strike at thy chest with righteous vigor
I shall show thee the might of my limitless scorn.

I shall sunder thy soul, feel thy essence expire
I shall summon a breath of exuberant fervor
I shall sigh in contentment while thy light fades away
I shall sleep all my days knowing peace evermore.

meh. what's ten more minutes in the life of a box of raisins.

It's fucking 2007 bahbee yeeaaaaaahhhhhhh!!!!

FUCK! That's it!!!

I wanna go skiing in the Sahara! FUCK IT!

Tum ta ta tum tum tummmmmm!!!!!!!



Oh and happy new year! ;)