| everyone sucks but me. |
[Nov. 8th, 2005|11:16 am] |
The following is a list of things Ive said recently that I regret....
thanks for reading. |
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| Mmmm, hmmm. |
[Jul. 11th, 2005|11:31 pm] |
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[Apr. 21st, 2005|07:39 am] |
| [ | Im feeling... |
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God Damn, I love this girl. |
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| all surveys, all the time. |
[Feb. 9th, 2005|01:47 am] |
1. First Name: Devon
2. Were you named after anyone? Depends on which version of "how was my name decided?" I get. Sometimes yes, sometimes no.
3. Do you wish on stars? I did once, and it was for them to start making "captain planet" action figures... and Im proud to say, I own a Captain Planet action figure.
4. Which finger is your favourite? Middle. Cause Im hardcore.
5. When did you last cry? While on mushrooms. Saturday night.
6. Do you like your handwriting? It's been better.
7. What is your favourite lunch meal? Traditional style Fallafell.
9. What is your most embarrassing CD on the shelf? dc talk - jesus freak.
10. If you were another person, would you be friends with you? If I was good enough for me...
11. Are you a dare-devil? I dabbled in daredevilism breifly.
12. Have you ever told a secret you swore to never tell? Yes. And I'll do it again.
13. Do looks matter? Well, when you look this good...
14. Have you ever misused a word and it sounded absolutely stupid? Pineapple
15. Do you think there is a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow? I know for a fact there isn't, just a lot of hail.
16. Do fish have feelings? Yes.
17. Are you trendy? I guess so.
18. How do you release anger? Violence... well, threat's of violence. Often involving a knife.
19. Where is your second home? Conestoga College, Graphic Art's cave.
20. Do you trust others easily? A few others yes.
21. What was your favourite toy as a child? My Thundercat's toy, or He-Man toys.
22. What class in school do you think is totally useless? Most of them.
23. Do you use sarcasm a lot? I don't even know anymore.
25. Have you ever been in a mosh pit? More times than I can count.
26. What do you look for in a girl/guy? Awesomeosity.
27. What are your nicknames? Deevon, deevon666, deevon fantastic...
28. Would you ever bungee jump? sure.
30. Do you think that you are strong? yes... strong smelling! Oh snap.
31. What's your favourite ice cream flavour? *VANILLA*
32. What's your favourite colour? Green. Or if you want to include shades, Black.
33. What is your least favourite food? Out of food I can eat, Cabbage Rolls.
34. How many wisdom teeth do you have? All of them.
35. Are you in love with anyone? Yes, and you should probably be jealous.
36. How many people have a crush on you right now? Just one.
37. Who do you miss most right now? Hawly.
38. Do you want everyone you send this to, to send it back? Yes. Every last one of them.
39. What colour pants are you wearing? Grey. Dark, often mistaken for black, grey.
40. What are you listening to right now? Weezer.
41. What are the last 4 digits of you telephone number? 4606.
42. What was the last thing you ate? The first slice of toast on my place, Im working on the second.
44. How is the weather right now? Night time.
45. Who was the last person you talked to on the phone? The Conestoga College Automated Message System.
46. First thing you notice about the opposite sex? Face.
47. How are you today? fan-fucking-tastic.
48. Hair colour? Black, and brown.
49. Eye colour? Green
50. Do you wear contacts? I wear glasses.
51. Last movie you watched? I fell asleep to Billy Madison today.
Coming soon, more internet quiz results. |
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| welcome to my x-list. |
[Feb. 8th, 2005|09:21 pm] |
If you think you might have done something to piss me off recently, you probably have. A lot of people I know, or thought I knew, or once knew, are fuCking retarded. And you know who you are. You can go fuck yourself. Everyday my list of people to stab in the neck seems to grow. Just when you think you know someone eh?
for those of you who this seems shocking too... you probably didn't do anything wrong. |
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[Feb. 7th, 2005|01:18 am] |
| [ | Im feeling... |
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[Sexual Preference] Straight. Although I've made out with significantly more boys, than girls.
[Marital Status] in progress
[Height] 5' 8
[Shoe size] 10 and a half, or technically a 9EEE but who the fuck sells those?
[Parents still together] No.
[Siblings] Jessica, Adam, and Luke.
[Pets] Andrew WK, the Party Mouse.
Favorites:
[Colors] Green, and Black. Red's not too bad either.
[Number] 13?
[Animal] polar bear
[Drinks] non-alcoholic: hiwaiian punch, anything from the five alive collection, green HI-C, choclate soy milk. Alcoholic: Labatt 50, Fireball Whiskey, Polar Bear Shots, Rye and Coke.
[Soda] Cherry Coke, or Dr.Pepper. Haloween this year re-kindled my enjoyment for orange soda.
[Book] Party Monster, followed closely by A Clockwork Orange
Do you...
[Color your hair?] yes. Generally I colour it black, but Im thinking about going back to having green again.
[Twirl your hair?] no... why would I do that?
[Have tattoos?] I will shortly after Matt Lewis finnished my design.
[Have Piercings?] Coming soon.
[Have a boyfriend/girlfriend/both?] Girlfriend indeed.
[Cheat on tests/homework?] School is for suckers.
[Drink/Smoke?] occationally.
[Like roller coasters?] like a fat kid loves cake.
[Wish you could live somewhere else?] Yeah, Montreal would be pretty roCkin. I used to want to live in Toronto, but I generally hear it sucks as to live in. I used to really want to live in Denmark.
[Want more piercings?] considering I have zero, yes, very much so.
[Like cleaning?] Not near as much as I like making a mess.
[Write in cursive or print?] print.
[Sweat a lot?] not particularly.
[Own a web cam?] im very glad to say I dont.
[Know how to drive?] yes, I made Saskatchawan my BITCH.
[Own a cell phone?] Unfortunatly.
[Ever get off the damn computer?] all the fucking time.
Have you ever:
[Been in a fist fight?] In grade 4 I kicked a few peoples asses... I wouldn't really call it a fight.
[Kicked someone in the nuts?] Probably.
[Stolen anything?] Yes, a few times. Nothing major.
[Held a gun?] Yes, they're scary.
[Drank?] yes.
[Been so drunk you couldn't remember your name?] I don't think anyone's been that drunk. My brain exploded last night, and I still knew my name.
[Considered a life of crime?] all the fucking time. I want to "pull a job" so badly. It would be awesome.
[Considered being a hooker?] No. I dont think so anyway.
[Cried over a girl?] Yes, I can't handle seeing certain people hurt.
[Cried over a boy?] No.
[Lied to someone?] Oh yeah.
[Been in love?] I am right now... it's an awesome place to be.
[Fallen for your best friend?] I am in love with my best friend.
[Made out with JUST a friend?] Yes. And all but one of them, were boys.
[Been rejected?] mmm, hmm.
[Been in lust?] I actually have tried really hard to avoid being just "in lust" with someone. So I think the answer is no.
[Used someone?] Maybe.
[Been used?] Probably.
[Been cheated on?] No, because Im lucky.
Currents...
[Current clothing] grey/black spants, white long johns, my threadless stereo shirt, and two different skill bandanas.
[Current mood] a-ok.
[Current taste] this inspired me to make a toasted peanut-butter sandwedge, so I would have an answer...
[What you currently smell like] like I fogot my backpack, wich contains my deoderant, in waterloo.
[Current hair] greesy, and knotted.
[Current thing I ought to be doing] Nothing.
[Current cds in stereo] Queen, Carpathian Forrest, The Blood Brothers, and the Dead Kennedys.
[Current crush] I don't have crushes anymore.
[Current job] Making 1 inch buttons.
The last time...
[Last book you read] Party Monster.
[Last movie you saw] Napolean Dynamite
[Last thing you ate] Toasted Peanut Butter Sandwedge.
[Last person you talked to on the phone] the ever so lovely Hawly
[Do drugs?] last night. my brain exploded.
[Have a dream that keeps coming back?] Yes, her name is Hawly.
[Play an instrument?] I play the guitars, and I play feedback.
[Believe there is life on other planets?] I don't care.
[Remember your first love?] Yes, very happiliy.
[Still love him/her?] yes ma'am.
[Read the newspaper?] I sometimes read "the spoke" and various local free magazines, that happen to be on newsprint.
[Have any gay or lesbian friends?] I ceratinly hope so.
[Believe in miracles?] I believe in coincidence.
[Believe it's possible to remain faithful forever?] Yes.
[Believe in God?] NO.
[Do well in school?] The last time i do well in school? actually a lot of these questions don't make sesne for this heading...
[Go to or plan to go to college] I applied.
[Wear hats?] I used to. I might bring it back.
[Hate yourself?] Im so fucking aweseome... but sometimes.
[Have an obsession?] Nothing unhealthy.
[Have a secret crush?] nope.
[Collect anything?] Locust and Fuck the Fact's music.
[Have a best friend?] I pitty the person who doesnt.
[Close friends?] Many.
[Like your handwriting?] I think it's getting better... But I thought it was cool looking when it was super scrawly.
[Care about looks?] Mildly. It was hard to untrain 6 years of being "so punk."
Love life
[First crush] ?
[single or attached?] attaced at the hip.
[Do you believe in love at first sight?] lust at first sight happens a lot more often.
[Do you believe in "the one?"] I really do.
[Have you ever played a game that required removal of clothing?] I've played "lets get undressed"
[Are you a tease?] Not in general.
[Shy to make the first move?] Doesnt really matter anymore, now does it?
Are you a...
[Wuss] I wouldn't say so.
[Druggy] I've started experementing, but I wouldn't consider myself a druggy.
[Daydreamer] mmm, hmm.
[Freak] depends if your a dumbfuck jock or not.
[Dork] I don't really know?
[Bitch/Asshole] Im a bitchin' asshole.
[Brat] I dont think so... maybe?
[Sarcastic] Never.
[Angel] yes... Im an angel
[Devil] sure...?
[Shy] ...
[Talkative] If I can think of something.
[Flirty] No.
So there you have it. Another drop of water to the ocean that is my live journal surveys. |
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| I am fabulous. |
[Jan. 14th, 2005|05:37 am] |
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| | Children Of Bordem - Needed 24/7 | ] |
You are Michael Alig. You are king of the Club
Kids. You are the crack-smoking gay party
promoter with a penchant for hotpants, red
lipstick and Andy Worhol. You created some of
the wildest parties this country has ever seen.
You had it all.. fame, money,.. men. So what if
you helped kill your drug dealer, chopped off
his legs, sprinkled him with baking soda, and
humped the box you stuffed him in. You're still
pretty and you know it!
Which one of Michael Alig's Club Kids are you?
brought to you by Quizilla
mmmmm, hmmm. |
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| dental hijinx |
[Jan. 7th, 2005|02:32 am] |
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So I got to the dentists office right on time, we would have been early but for some reason, although the roads were quite nice, other cars had decided to going rate for speed was 40km/h so that slowed us down. We walked in, (we being Hawly and I) and I was proudly sporting a delicious cherry coke in hand, and went up to the front desk, were I was greated with, Hello Devon, we'll be right with you, without having to say who I was. At the doctors office I've been going to my whole life, the receptionist doesnt remember me, but this one does... wich I found to be odd, but whatever. So then we sat down to wait... for a good 10 minutes or so, wich was made a ton more fun by playing mario tennis on the 64 intended for children but comendered by yours truley... and they said "come on in Devon, the dentist will be right with you" So I go in, get my bib thing on, and sit in the chair.
After a long period of waiting (considering I was told that the dentist would be RIGHT in) I had to use the bathroom, and I some lady at a desk where it was, and she directed me down the hall. Now, I walked down the hall, and other people knew my name too, this tall black lady said "Oh, hello Devon" and I was confused, and remembered seeing her the first time I came in, but never talked to her before, and I was like "oh hello mrs.i-look-like-mista-mo-but-in-a-good-way" I didn't actually call her that, I just said "hello". I went into the bathroom, and while standing there, doing my business... I noticed a cabinate. At this point I'll inform you I was using the "employee's only" bathroom. And I decided I felt like beeing nosey, and opened it. I knew there was something inside because it had that smokey kinda glass on it, were you can see through, but cant really tell whats on the other side. And surprize surprize, it was a cabinate full of toothbrushes. If I would have known the name of the dentist that FUCKED me over with all this tooth pain, I would have givin his toothbrush a little something. A little something I call "my godawful cold" but alas, I didn't know, so I washed my hands and headed back to my waiting chair. On the walk back, I noticed that he lady who directed me to the bathroom was drinking coke. Not diet coke, regular coca-cola. Wich I found to be slightly odd for a dental employee, and it made my intentially show-offery of my cherry coke seem a lot less spitefull.
I waited and waited and waited in that chair, breased through a national geographic about egypt and volcanoes... and finally the dentist showed up. You know what someone is mad at you, and you have to talk to them, but there in a different room facing away from the door, and you sorta quietly walk in and adress them softly with a "hello......"? That's how the dentist came it, it was almost as if he had read my live journal. I told him the problem, and how what I said last time was still it... and he took a look and decided that I was completly right... wich made me feel a bit better, having him ackowledge that although he has years of dental schooling and all this, I DID know what I was talking about. So he sanded the left side down (like I asked for) wich then coincidentally offset the right side, and he sanded that side down too... and then my mouth could close. hip... hip... horray. I know have a tooth on the right side that is to date... the worst feeling tooth in the history of man kind. Remember when you had the fillings in your mouth, that were the silver mercury ones? and that feeling you would get if you chewed on tinfoil? Well, I get that feeling, if my top tooth, hits my bottom tooth. So you can imagine how much that fucking blows... but it hurt more yesterday than it does today, and hopefully it will get better. But yes, back to the dentist, he told me to call him to let him know how things are going, and Im beging to think they might actually be concerned for me, or my business anyway, as they have been really nervoulsy nice to me.
After all that cal, Hawly and I went to value village, where I got the deal of a life time. For 74 cents, I bought, in perfect condition, the Back to the Future soundtrack, on vinyl. And I have the power of love stuck in my head right now. There was also a crazy man yelling at someone for "cutting in line" and it was hilarious, and I was really hoping a fight would break out. But it didnt. The crazy man looked like Hutton will look, in about 40 or 50 years. It was awesome.
We then went to cafe aquarius, were I got two different slices of vegan pizza, one of wich was fallefell themed, and the other of wich had cashew cheese on it. It was goddamned fantastic. And Hawly got this rediculously good lasagna, also with cashew cheese, and tofu cottage-cheese, wich was absolutly delicious.
HOLY SHIT! I forgot to mention the BEST part about value village. Hawly bought a present for Eric. It's a FURBY hat... its a hat, that looks like a furby. So we delivered that, and played Mario party. We were going to out bowling, but I felt like a pile of shit, so we went home. I ate a lot at my house, I was unreasonably hungry, I dont understand it still actually. But yeah, we played Taboo with my mom and sister, and then I pretty much just went to bed... and Hawly went home.
Later today Im going to a play in Woodstock. Sara, who is Stacie's little sister, has a lead role. Sara = Awesome. |
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| farewell to all of you... |
[Jan. 5th, 2005|11:55 pm] |
this is an open goodbye to all of you, as there is a high fucking potential that I will arrested for manslaughter later today. I dont know if you've been aware, but I had dental work done on December 13th, and ever since leaving my teeth have hurt. I went back to get things adjusted a few weeks ago, and they said "there you go!" and I told them it wasn't right, but they assured me that despite the fact I still couldn't fucking close my mouth properly, and that my teeth were still hitting together before I was fully biting down... that THEY know what there talking about a lot more than I do... and after telling them I can't just come back tommorow if it's not right, I dont live in Guelph... they told me to just come back tommorow if there's still a problem. So that fucking sucked, and I have an appointment today...
Now to describe my current mood. I've had about an hour and a half of sleep, not because I wanted to stay up all night, but because I have a rediculously horrible cold, and couldn't breath, and therefore couldn't sleep. And that hour and half of sleep was scattared sleep, not constant. On top of that, It's hard to sleep when your teeth are CONSTANTLY in pain (not just semi-sore tooth pain, I've been eating ibeprofen like motherfucking candy). And just to top things off, I have some sort of cold sores or something on my inner lips, and the outer lips are really chapped. So I spent my night wanting to die. I might as well start blowing my nose with sandpaper, because things aren't going to feel any different. So if dr.mc-fuckingretardedknowitallcuntwhore doesn't fix my goddamned teeth to my FUCKING LIKING, Im going to stab him in the face with his dentist chair.
So yeah, if shit goes down, and I never see any of you again, it was nice knowing you, and be sure to send me lots of letters. |
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| fuck you |
[Dec. 20th, 2004|06:09 am] |
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First off, Im drunk at conestoga college. Secondly, sorry for telling you to fuck off.
So its like 6:09 in the morning, I've been up straight for a long time now, and Hawly is working her ass off for her evaluation. I for some reason had the urge to update, so skrink-la-da here it is.
Not too much has been going on, as far as I can remember. I haven't started christmas shopping, I have a few ideas, and even fewer dollars. I know everything will work out fantastically though... like a christmas special. Iron Bitchface played 3 shows in two days. Guelph on friday, were I ended up going to the rotten's house to hang out with them (they lived litterally right across the street from the venue... look out your front window, see that house or conveience store... if you lived at Jan/Ang's house, you would be looking at the polish hall) then Saturday we played in Woodstock, in the biggest venue ever, I think the capaisty was 4000. And then back at the Lancaster Tavern in waterloo. I love digital delay pedals, and once I stop being a worthless slacker, and get a job... I'll buy one for myself, and play with it for hours.
Oh yeah, Hawly's birthday was fantastic... Im not getting into specific, but it was super amazing. I got her a skull and cross bones brouche, cooked her one hell of a meal, and got her something else too... it was awesome.
I've been doing more photo-shop work this eveing, than I have in a while... check out my goddamned deviantart page to look how good I am.
deevon.deviantart.com
so yeah, its 6:14 now, and Im still a little bit tipsy. And no, I dont think Im cool because of it. Oh yeah, I should explain why Im intoxicated....
Long story short, I had half a bottle of fireball wiskey in my bag, and I had to move Hawly's car to the McDonalds parking lot, so she wouldn't have to pay 4 dollars to leave the school... and on the way back, I figured drinking would keep me warm, and I took bigger swigs than anticipated. Luckliy, for those of you who dont know, fireball wiskey tastes just like cinemin hearts... so aces for this guy.
mmmmm, hmmmm. |
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| SUPER EXTRA AWESOME HAPPY BIRTHDAY! |
[Dec. 14th, 2004|10:11 pm] |
IT'S HORRORSHOW HAWLY'S BIRTHDAY TODAY... OMG OMG.
Happy Birthday Hawly, your the bestest.
EVERYONE BETTER WISH HER A HAPPY BIRTHDAY OR CHOKE ON YOUR OWN VOMIT! |
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| 6 spectacular months... |
[Nov. 29th, 2004|01:10 pm] |
| [ | Im feeling... |
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| | Cake - Wheels keep on turning round | ] |
Today the always stunning, Horrorshow Hawly and I celibrated our 6 month aniversary, by hangout all day, at value village, fareview mall, various movie stores, and we topped things off with Lai Lai's. We spent a lot of time trying to find the movie "Party Monster" wich was VERY difficult. We eventually did end up getting it, at Steve's TV. I always forget about that store, and it never ceases to amaze me when I go in. I got a few surprzie presenets for some people... I hope you like surprizes. But yeah, all in all, today was awesome, and the past 6 months have been amazing, and I've never been happier in my entire life. |
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| Surveys... hip hip hooray, survey. |
[Nov. 28th, 2004|05:22 pm] |
So it's 5:22 in the morning, and Im staying up all night, to go to school with Hawly, and I was looking into my live journal freinds list, and in typical Val fashion, Val has brought a new survey to the table, wich I havent' even finnished reading her results of, so I will learn about her, while answering questions, about my self. NEAT. Ok...
// Firsts //
[First Job?] Assitant Paper-Boy for Jason Chan
[First Funeral?] Some old lady my mom knew.
[First Pet?] Kermit... the turtle.
[First Piercing?] Nothing yet..
[First Tattoo?] Nothing yet...
[First Credit Card?] It was in the game ratrace...
[First Kiss?] Hawly... awe.
[First Enemy?] I've had so many, its hard to say.
[First Favorite Musician?] either Beatles or Elvis
// Lasts //
[Last Car Ride?] Coming home from Conestoga College avec Horrorshow.
[Last Kiss?] Roughly 45 minutes ago, again, avec Horrorshow.
[Last Movie Watched?] Some movie involving a hore race across an Arabian dessert, staring that guy from Lord of the Rings who played the ranger, playing some texas guy... it wasn't to shabby.
[Last Beverage Drank?] Berry Punch.
[Last Food Consumed?] Freshly microwaved cresoint rolls.
[Last Phone Call?] Calling Eric to confirm I wasn't going to make it to the charge Parade.
[Last Time Showered?] Two nights ago, thanks for reminding me.
[Last CD Played?] The Vulcan Dub Squad - Marathon of Hope
[Last Website Visited?] 519punk.com
[Lesson Learned?] Cats can appently die of embarassment.
// Now //
[Single Or Taken?] 100% Spoken For
[Sex?] Male, as allways
[Birthday?] November 16th
[Sign?] Pedestrian Crossing... or scorpio.
[Siblings?] Jessica Nicole McNeil, Adam Kyle Head, and Luke Schilling.
[Hair Color?] Black Pearl.
[Eye Color?] green prodominatly.
[Shoe Size?] 10.5
[Height?] 5'8"
[Mood?] heavy eyed
[City You're In?] Bitchener.
// Right Now What Are You... //
[Supposed To Be Doing Instead Of This?] it's 5:30, sleeping.
[Wearing?] skelton pants, greekcore shirt, dirty socks, skull bandanas, watch, glasses, long-johns
[Drinking?] the last few drops of berry punch
[Thinking About?] unicorns song lyrics "there was heat, from the fire, but I still froze, when I saw the ghost"
[Listening To?] noises from the basment
[About To Do?] continue filling out this survey.
// Your Room //
[What Color Are Your Walls?] Blue and Pink. It clashes horridly. I hate hit.
[What Color Is Your Bedspread/Sheets?] bedspread = black and orange and green and a slew of colours in various shapes and sizes, sheets, i think are paid.
[What Color Is Your Rug?] I used to have one of those car matts, as a rug. The arial view of a city ones.
[Any Posters/Bulletin Boards/Designs In Your Room?] right now all thats up as far as posters, is my misfits one, and clash one. I have some awesome drawings via Hawly, a necromantics poster (so i lyed) a calander, and a mirror. And some post cards.
[Do You Have A TV?] Personally, no.
[Do You Have A Phone?] Personally, 3.
[Do You Have Your Own Computer?] Yes, it lives in Abby's garage.
[Do You Have A Desk?] Personally, yes.
[What Are Your Most Treasured Belongings In Your Room?] The drawings Hawly made for me, the cookies she also made me, my record collection, my pillows?
[What Are Your Most Favorite Things In Your Room?] my delighful bed. And my music.
[Do You Have Any Fancy Lights In Your Room?] I have one of those fancy "fish tank" lights. I used to have a lot more, but they broke/burnt out.
// Getting Ready //
[What Is The First Thing You Do When You Wake Up?] go to the washroom.
[Anything Unusual?] Not by my standards.
[Do You Try Your Best To Look Cute For School?] No.
// School //
[What Color Is Your Backpack?] Red, Black, and Cream.
[Do You Try Your Best When It Comes To School Work?] No, especially not now.
[Do You Pay Attention Or Doodle?] I pay close attention, to my doodles.
[BE QUIET - We All Know You Doodle, But What Do You Doodle?] skeltons.
[Do You Eat Your Cafeteria Food, Or Go Out?] I was always a fan of bringing my own lunch.
[What Do You Do Right After School?] Lounge about doing nothing for a year and a half.
// Home //
When You Come Home Are You. . .
[Miserable?] rareley.
[Happy?] depends.
[Tired?] usually
[LEAVE ME ALONE] because its 3:30 and you should be in bed.
// Other //
[Do You Take Walks Around Your Neighborhood Sometimes?] on the odd occation.
[What Are Some Hobbies Of Yours?] Cooking, playing guitar, juggling, riding the bus.
[Do You Collect Anything?] souls.
[What Do You Do In Your Spare Time?] Be with Hawly.
[Are You In Love? Or At Least Falling?] More in love than you'll ever understand.
// NIGHT TIME //
[What Do You Do Before You Go To Bed?] yell at myself for flipping through the channels for 2 straight hours, hoping to find something good.
[Do You Kiss Your Parents/Guardians Goodnight, Or Just Say "Goodnight"?] The closest they ever get is a "goodbye" when I leave the house.
[What Way Do You Sleep?] eyes closed (damn I'm fucking clever) No, It depends on the night, Im willing to guess its different each time.
[Do You Like Your Life?] I fucking love it.
there.. yay! that took up some time. Now Im going to go make some tea... |
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| april fools |
[Nov. 22nd, 2004|03:05 am] |
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Ok, I know for a fact and so do you, that there are much more important updates to be making, and a promise you I will make those posts, but check this shit out... I just thought of the best april fools gag ever. What Im going to do on April 1st, is call up my Dad, and cry and sob and boo hoo hoo on the phone about how much I miss him and how sorry I am for chooseing my friends over him, and go on and on about how family is all that matters, and how Im willing to work things out. And when he gets all excited and tells me how much I love him... BLAMO! I yell April Fools and laugh at him. Best case scenario... the following day I read about him in the obituary. Worst case scenario my sister has to deal with too much shit at his house for roughly a year. Any thoughts? |
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| what a fabulous birthday |
[Nov. 17th, 2004|10:49 am] |
| [ | Im feeling... |
| | fabulous | ] |
| [ | audio: |
| | dead kennedys - kill the poor | ] |
Well hello there faithfull readers, I know it's been quite a while since I last updated, and a lot has happened, But the focus of this here little update is my birthday. I could tell you about how my room is all awry and the usual contents of it, are scattered throught the basement, and the green wall that some of you had the joy of seeing, has been swept away by the city's finest sanitation engineers, or how I thought this computer, my computer, had been out of comission for the past week, and then noticed the little green light flickering away, and that I am writting this, pirtched atop two pillows of my couch, in the doorway to the bathroom, in the back hall of my house...
but that my dears, is an entirely different story all together.
So yesterday was my birthday, the big 19, I can go to bars now, any show I please, Im an adult (how aweful) and I can drink. My mom decided (as she does every year, bless her heart) to take me out for a birthday lunch. We went to Kelsey's. She bought me my first legal alcoholic drink. Now, it being Kelsey's, all they had available were girly cocktails, and so I decided to pay homage to aritist himself, and my first legal alcoholic drink I ever consumed... was a Purlple Rain. I forgot then when I drink, my face gets a little red, and my mother commented on it, and I paid little attention, and wasnt worried, and she commented again, to wich I responed "mother, this is what it feels like, when doves cry". I, at the very least, thought it was dashingly clever.
After my fantastic lunch, I ventured over to the graphic design wing of Canada's finest technological institute, Conestoga College. Where I met up with the always amazing, Horrorshow Hawly. She had baked my the most delightful batch of cookies, shaped like skulls, and bones, and all decorated sticktly with black and green (and white) to suit my favourite colour need. There was also red, but it was only used for BLOOD, on the BROKEN BONES. It was fucking fantastic. And they're very delicious. In addition to the marvels of modern day baking, she also bought me the most fabulous book, Ive ever read. Or have started reading. Now normally, this is unheard of, but Im roughly 180 pages in... right now. And the book was presented to me less than 24 hours ago. Now, you may have noticed my writting style is a bit different than usual, or at least I can tell, as the iner-monolog in my head dictating this update sounds an awful like James St.James, or at least Seth Green, who played the roll of James St.James in the motion pitcure "Party Monster"... and thats because that dashing young las, bought me "Party Monster" the book... a fabulous but true tale of murder in clubland. And I love it oh so dearly.
When we got back to my house, Tory (who by the way, slept over at my house the night prior, as my sisters birthday is the 15th of november, were both products of valantines day, and we had a sleep over party, and it was awesome) had left my a present. Wrapped in, now heres the kicker, show flyers... show flyers I had designed and given to him over the past year. The flashlight brown show, the black maria, both circle takes the square flyers, the handbill and full page one. In fact the present was wrapped twice, and the full page flyer was the second wrapping. I was thourouly impressed. And wrapped up in that little parcell of deevon fantastic flyer delight was the dead kennedys "fresh fruit for rotting vegetables" the very cd, I had mentioned to him, I was hoping to get for my birthday. So within the 16 hours of him going to school, and me getting home, he got me a copy. What a dear.
Hawly and I read party monster in my room, and it was fantastic... and it being my birthday you can imagine what else insued.... thats right boys and girls... a birthday tickle fight... leaving me covered in sawdust (again another story all together). My mom also presented me with presents, a wad of cash dollars, and 6 packs of strings... and my sister got me a hangy-dangley-bobbley Elvis. It was pretty awesome, and still is. It was a fantastic birthday, top shelf material. And if you'll excuse me, my back is starting to hurt, and my arms falling asleep. But yes, all in all, a fabulous birthday. |
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| i got hit on too many times this weekend... |
[Nov. 7th, 2004|04:01 pm] |
| [ | Im feeling... |
| | Awesome! | ] |
| [ | audio: |
| | Carpathian Forrest - He's Turning Blue | ] |
This weekend was awesome. I got to go to Niagra Falls with the one and the only Horrshow Hawly. It was her Oma and Opa's 45th aniversary, and they were originally going to take the whole family to the dominican republic... but it somehow didn't work out (for them, it in fact worked out quite well for me) so they took everyone to Niagra Falls. They had pretty much the whole 3rd floor for Sangers Family members only. The drive up there wasn't too bad, the only real bad thing about it was Hawly was feeling sick... but luckiley I had a large supply of peppermints (courtesy of the circus room's honor system) and it made her feel better. We showed up at the Ameri-Cana hotel, and we had lunch. I dont remember the name of the hotel resturant... Jack Von-Eatanshire or something... actually it was nothing like that at all, but it was good. Originally they brought my pasta out covered in cheese (In case your lost, I ordered the pasta) but the menue didn't specifiy it having cheese on it... so they had to take it back and re-make it. Hawly's mom gave me her fries that she didnt want... and they filled me up prior to the return of my pasta. The fact they give you 10 servings of noodles in one large bowl didn't help either, but I barely finnished half of it. So I put the rest in a doggy bag (aka styrofoam dish) and put it in the hotel room fridge.
Now, I've stayed in a lot of hotels, and a lot of them would have had more stars than the Ameri-Cana, but Im fairly certain this was my favourite one. The beds were the most comfortable, the carpeting was delightful... we actually had a fridge... If I was a swimmer I would have had access to a kick ass waterpark. It was top quality.
I could really keep expalinging things forever, but for your sake, I'll try and sum things up a bit.
We got shuttle passes, that would take us from the hotel to downtown, and that was neat. Also Hawly's mom gave us both 20 bones each for a spending... also neat. We spent wisely, got to go to a bunch of places, and with the use of couplons and student discounts, didn't end up spending any of our own money on attractions. We wondered into the rainforrest cafe, it was fantastic. We went to the guniess musiem, and had to catch the bus back to the hotel for dinner.
Dinner was awesome, and the Sangers are a kick ass family. One of Hawly's uncles thought I was a professional comiedian... he actually heard that I was, but I dont know from where. I assured him I wasn't but did so in a very witty and comedic way, so I doubt he knows for sure. I ordered a plate of fries... and they were lightly seasoned. And fantastic. Oh yeah, everyone who wasn't downstairs at the kids table go to drink unlimited alcohol... except this guy, because my birthday was 10 days too late. But whatever, I foolishly only got pepsi instead of something awesome like a shirly temple... but live and learn. Everyone in that family seems very friendly and neat... and having families (various ones) dont see that often. So I look forward to becoming a member.
After diner, and some hot hot hotel action, we went back down town and hit up the house of Frankenstien (after much diliberation on wich horror house to visit). Hawly will tell you she was uber-scared... and I mean, yes she was a litte frightened but I think she did very well. I was scared too, Im not going to be captain tough-guy and be like "yeah, I walked in there and was all like "fuck you scarey guy in the dark waiting to jump out at us" no, we waited for a larger group of people to go in, and we followed them. Oh yeah, and prior to the house of frankenstien we went to the mistery maze, wich I beat in a smooth 6 minutes. Hawly did it in 7, but she hopped a fence, wich some people call cheating, but she doesn't seem to be one of them. After all that nonesense we walked to the falls and it was lovely, and we walked all the way back to the hotel... not because our bus-passes were no good, but just because at least I for one, love walking, and talking with and to Hawly.
Now back to my subject title, I got hit on by some drunken american boys... and a bunch of drivers were yelling at Hawly and I as they thought we were lesbians. It was funny the first time, but when 27 different vehicals make the same retarded comments at you, it loses novelty... fast. But we got back to the hotel, and there was more hot hot hotel action, and we went to bed.
The next morning, I was the official photographer and took a thirillion pictures, and I made them all laugh with my stunning charm, and excellent photographer skills. We then drove home, and Hawly slept leaning on me, wich made me feel like a big man. And she proceeded to drive me home, were we accidentally locked the keys in the car, and had to wait for Dave to drop off the spare set of keys (wich I'll have you know, are now nestled safely in my right pocket) and then she drove me home and I mader perogies, and we at the perogies, and they were delicious. Then she dropped me off at Erics house were I met K-Rot and Dr.Crud to reherse new Iron Bitchface stuff (wich is turning into some really fucking haunted necro-blackmetal) and Hawly went to go chip away at the mount zion that is her homework. She's almost done, and Im proud of her.
After rehersing for the first time ever with Iron Bitchface (and it's allmost been a year) Dr.Crud had to leave, and K-Rot and I played this aweomse asian game, for ps2, and I forget the name, but promise you that you'll find out, because the game is awesome, and if you're reading this, you deserve to know about it. There are other things to talk about, mention, rant about, or disguse with clever metaphors, but Im keeping things as they are... I'll update again eventually.
Oh and to clear things up, hot hot hotel action ment jumping on the bed holding hands yelling "hotel hotel hotel" in addition to, what you were probably thinking. Sorry if I offended your eyes, or minds. |
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| everyone loves a survey... |
[Oct. 24th, 2004|12:12 pm] |
1. What is the geekiest part of your music collection?
Are you Jimmy Ray. The single...
2. What do you eat when you raid the fridge late at night?
margerine... for the toast i usually make...
3. What is your secret guaranteed weeping movie?
I dont think I've ever really "wept". The first time I saw Gremlins I cried a lot though...
4. If you could have plastic surgery, what would you have done?
nothing really, if I absolutly HAD to choose, probably vampire teeth or something... I like my features.
5. Do you have a completely irrational fear?
I dont know if it would be completely irrational, but scary ass large fucking dogs. And small talk with new people Im suppost to get to know better...
6. What is the little physical habit that gives away your insecure?
I bight my nails alot, to the point were they hurt for being too short.
7. Are you a pyromaniac?
no, but I do enjoy a good fire.
8. Do you have too many love interests?
only one....
9. Do you know anyone famous?
i've met more than a few famous people in my day, many of wich remember me... additionally (at the risk of sounding cocky, but think about it for a minute) a lot of my friends and even myself would be "famous" in contrast to your average joe, so yes.
10. Describe your bed:
a twin sized bed, or something or other... it was the top of a bunk bed from way back in the day when I shared a room with my brother, back when we lived on Oprington. Its got a bunch of pillows (two of which are body pillows) and a really comfortable blanket.
11. Are you spontaneous or planned
I spontaneously plan things....
12.who would play you in a movie?
I always though Seth Green would make a good Deevon.
13. Do you know how to play poker?
I know a few different ways actually...
14. What do you carry with you at all times?
a tune.
15. What do you miss most about being a kid?
funner clothing.
16. Are you happy with your given name?
I most certainly am.
17. How much money would it take to get you to give up the Internet for one year?
I've never really thought about it, but I would probably give it up for less than 1000, but I would hardball it for the most I could get.
18. What color is your bedroom?
blue and green.
19. What was the last song you were listening to?
the damned - neat neat neat
20. Have you ever been in a play?
a few yes.
21. Have you ever been in love?
I still am.
22. Do you talk a lot?
The answer to this question used to be no, but now I think I talk a lot.
23. Do you like yourself and believe in yourself?
yes.
24. Do transient, homeless, or starving people sometimes annoy you?
yes, but only because there stuck in shitty situations. It bothers me they have to be like that. Im not offended by them if thats what you mean.
25. Do you consider yourself to be a nice person?
Yes. But only if you diserve it...
26. Do you spend more time with your girlfriend/boyfriend or your friends?
girlfriend, and I wouldn't have it any other way.
27. What is your ideal marriage location?
if your lucky enough to be invited, you'll find out and be very jealous.
28. Which musical instrument do you wish you could play?
I wish I stayed in piano lessons... I also think it would be neat to be able to drum.
29. Favorite fabric?
I really couldn't tell you. Crin-a-lin and faux fur are pretty fun.
30. Something you love and hate?
Im going to assume this means one thing that I both love and hate, so i'll say being unemployed.
31. What kind of bedding do you use?
spring matress, shag-carpet-esque blanket.
32. Do you tell your friends about your sex life?
a few... i'll tell anyone who asks really.
33. What’s the one language you want to learn?
php
34. How do you eat an apple?
I go around the middle first, then the top part, and then the bottom. It's a lot of biting, and rotating.
35. What do you order at a bar?
I usually politely ask for a glass of water... but by this time next month, it will be jack and coke, or labatt 50
36. Have you ever pierced your body parts?
not yet.
37. Do you have tattoos?
coming soon...
38. Do you drive a stick?
Not yet, and probably not for a long while either...
39. Favorite trait of the opposite sex [physical]?
pretty face and great hair. its a winning combination.
40. What’s one trait you hate in a person?
twoface-edness
41. What kind of watch do you wear?
this really kick ass anaolog watch my mommy bought me at the big apple, coming home from quebec. To answer your question, yes it does glow in the dark.
42. Most frivolous purchase?
not that I regret it in the least, but it was probably Greg's buddy christ tattoo.
43. Do you consider yourself materialistic?
not really, but i do enjoy having things.
44. What do you cook the best?
I fry a good tofu...
45. Favorite writing instrument?
sharpie.
46. Do you prefer to stand out or blend in?
I used to try my hardest to stand out, but got tired of all the bullshit that went a long with it. I dont like to blen in, but I dont go out of my way to be noticed...
47. Would you ever go out dressed like the opposite sex?
I did on friday, and Im probably going to do it again tommorow...
48. What’s one car you will never buy?
a hummer.
49. What kind of books do you like to read?
cd booklettes.
50. If you won the lottery, what would you do?
pay off my debts, get a really nice loft appartment, pay for hawly's schooling, and start a record lable. I would also have a really big dinner party for all my closest friends
51. Burial or cremation?
Either or, once Im dead I dont care what happens to my body, the can rip out all the organs and give them to those who need them, or my friends can sell them on the black market, you can pose me in funny pictures, I wont care, because I cant... Im dead. So it's really up to my loved ones. I think cremation is a lot less hassle though...
52. How many online journals do you read regularly?
a few, generaly those on my friends list, and specifically hawly's blog.
53. What’s one thing you’re a loser at?
gambeling.
54. If you don’t like a person, how do you show it?
verbal abuse... and or avoiding them.
55. Do you cry in front of your friends?
generally no, but if there really my friends, i would if the situation came up.
56. What kind of first impression do you think you give to people?
"man that guy's awesome"
57. What’s one thing you like to do alone?
write music.
58. Are you a giver or a taker?
I try my best to be a giver...
59. When’s the last time you cried?
last week
60. Favorite communication method?
music
61. How many drinks before you’re tipsy?
I'd say 3 or 4... depending on the drink.
62. Do you think you’re cute?
I've been told I am... and I can see how I might be...
63. Do you have problems changing clothes in front of friends?
not really, it rarely comes up though, as I wear the same thing litterally every day.
added question...
64. What is something you lent to someone and they have yet to return it?
My dynamite with a lazer-beam 31G records tribute album... *caugh*abby*caugh* |
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| cake |
[Oct. 20th, 2004|10:14 am] |
| [ | Im feeling... |
| | awesome | ] |
| [ | audio: |
| | cake - dime | ] |
So last night was probably the best concert I had ever been too. It was Cake. And it was amazing. It was the first time I had ever been to Massy Hall, and it was such a diverse group of people there, varying greatly in age... there were seats, there was no big fat sweaty guy that kept bumping into me covering me with there sweat, I could actually see the band... not just the back of some tall motherfuckers meshback hat, i got to yell "shut the fuck up" with thousands of people, a lot of wich old enough to be my parents, and there was an amazing opening band.
Ok, so the amazing opening band is the GREATEST streatch of the imagination EVER, and if I had a machine gun I would have sawed them in half... with bullets. There called "Northern State" and I dont know how many cock's they had to suck in order to tour, let alone with a good band, but Im sure they got enough protein to last them a life time. They were making music that would normally be marketeted to like 12 year olds, and Kazar fans, but with lyrics that were trying to be hip and with it, like a 14 year olds rap squad, that think there bad as because they sing about going to "the party" and having beer. The first thing I remember them saying (as we showed up late, more on this in the following paragraphs) was "this feels like a highschool talent show" and let me tell you, I've been to highschool talent shows, and this band would have lost... they'd be the band people throw water bottles, and shoes, and gernades at... and people would encourage them to cut themselves and if they did the principle would let everyone have the day of school, but not as a day of mourning but a day of celibration, and the mayor of the city would declare it "the worlds just a little better now" day... my god they were wreched.
Enough on them though, I'll talk about the rest of the day, leading up the climax wich is the awesomosity that is cake. So after my trip to quebec (wich I guess is a different post all in it self, wich will most likely become lost and never used) I showed up at Hawly's school and gave her a few presents, and hugged her very hard, as I haden't seen her in far too long, and stayed at her house that night... the following morning (yesterday morning) I went to school with her. Long story short, I would explode if i had to call that class my own, they had students from other years critiquing the work, and those students didnt know what they were talking about, it would littereally have been as usefull, if they went up there, pointed to the picture and sang the alphabet, and discussed there plans for lunch. Gah, it was annoying. But then after much diliberation and other such hassles, we got to leaving... and made our way to toronto. We wanted to park at yorkdale mall and take the subway into downtown, but getting into yorkdale mall was a very frustrating prosess to say the least, and Im really not going to get into it, but they should really build an exit directly from the highway, into the center of that parking lot, with big flashing lights, and torches on each corner, so it would be impossible to miss, it would save a lot of hassle...
We took the subway to the eaton centre, and walked around there for a while, and in the food court, met Matt Lewis. Long story short, for the show this friday, Im in way over my head... I may, or may not, gotten into a contest with Matt, over who can dress the gayest for the show... I dont know what I was thinking, but I have to go all out now. After talking to him for a bit, and eating new york fries, we headed out to go to our seats at massy hall.
Now, on our way from the eaton centre to massy hall, we passed 102.1 the edge... and who was in there? yeah, thats right... CAKE so we stood by the window, and wanted badly to get in, and then Hawly found the door, and we DID get in... and met them, got free stickers, and Hawly got an autograph, and they called her both crazy, and sweet for her tattoo, and some random lady took a picture of the tatoo. Addtionally, after the radio business was all over, we were walking towards the venue, and they ("they" being John and Vince from cake) were right next to us, and Vince asked Hawly if she was a waitress who hated her job... and she is, and I guess Hawly had sent in questions to the cake advice colum on there website, so they knew who she was, and we talked, and walked them to massey hall. Walking with them there was really cool and all, but my favourite part, was when a ticket scalper tried to sell John McCroy (forgive me please if thats not the proper spelling) a ticket to "cake tonight, cake tonight, get a good ticket".
I could go on forever about how awesome it was to see cake, and be with Hawly while she got to see her all time favourite band for the first time, and watch her dance, and sing alon to EVERY song, and know all the words... but I'll sum it up with, it was one of the greatest nights of my entire life, and Im so glad I got to be there with her. It was amazing. Better than Andrew WK... and that show made me increadibly happy. It's just neat to see so many people dancing and singing along, and having a great time, without being an ass to other people... I loved it.
After they played there set, and encore, wich in total seemd like 10 minutes, but in reality was over an hour and a half, we made our way out. We decided to go around back to see if we could catch them on there way to there tour bus. We found the bus, and seemd to be the only people smart enough to discover it, because there was a stage door around the corner were a small but enthousiasitic crowd had gathered, and we eventually just walked over to the crowd, and as soon as we got there John walked out of the door, and we talked to him, and went back to the tour bus, and got a few more autographs on our tickets, and Hawly got one on her backpack, and he really liked the butttons she had made (all the album covers, they look fantastic) and then John McCroy offered us pot, and handed it to me on the left hand side... as I suppose he thought I was the one who gave it too him, or was being nice, but I turned around and attempted to find the proper owner of this lost marajauna ciggarette, by saying "excuse me, i belive this belongs to someone" Not at all trying to be funny or cute, but afterwords, found it to be a bit of both. But yeah, we said our good byes, and made our way back to the subway.
I had thought Yorkdale Mall was at the north part of toronto, so I figured the North Bound train was what we needed to get on.... but I was wrong. But we figured it out at the first stop. So it was at most a 10 minute delay. Then we drove home, and Hawly slept on my couch. I woke her up with a bagle, and some juice, and then she had to leave for school. I had a quick powernap, as I had only had about 3 hours of sleep (and Im now going on 4) and am now about to head over to Eric's house to do some editing work for him. So yeah, that's been my lengthly update, and a small text version of one the greatest nights of my life. I was so happy, to see Hawly, so happy. My heart was litterally bursting. |
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| i will some up the last little while with metaphors as i am now deep... |
[Oct. 12th, 2004|01:25 pm] |
| [ | Im feeling... |
| | grateful | ] |
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| | im overhearding avril lavigne from the other room... | ] |
a wolf in sheeps cloathing is still a wolf, and even if you think your leading your own flock it will rip your head off wen you least expect it.
x-x-x-x-x-x-x
being raised in a fariy tale fucks you over when your forced to grow up. i wish i had a time machine and could get back your innocence, i've given you mine but it's not the same. and it's still not fair to you, as you did nothing wrong.
x-x-x-x-x-x-x
and in coherent news,
the costume part was shitloads of fun. I dressed up in a dress, with black and red strpied stalkings, fairy wings, dead girl makeup, pig-tales, a tiara, and grey mary jane shoes. And I know your probably thinking "GOD DAMMIT! THAT WOULD BE SO FUCKING HOT I WANT TO SEE THAT TO BAD I SUCK AND DIDN'T GO TO THAT PARTY" well, your in luck, as I'll be dressing up for the up coming Iron Bitchface show at albert mccormick.
the japanther/vikingclub/raisethemandeatthem/arkata/circletakesthesquare show was fantastic, the turnout was low... fuckers... but it was an amazing show. I owe Arkata 200 bones, and hopefully will be able to get it to them tommorow... wich should prove to be difficult as i dont have that many bones. In fact, if you were to reference my bank accound, i have 0.13 bones. But we'll see how that works out....
thanksgiving at my house was awesome, my mom baught hawly and i tofurkey, wich was delicious. i saw my uncle gerry who i see roughly once a year, and got to bullshit my way though another conversation about cars... all I know is he has an awesome and very old trans am, and it looks really cool. That is litterally the full extent i know about his car... but we managed to have a 20 minute conversation on it...
thanksgiving at hawly's house was a bit more stressfull on me. See, normally most people experenice there first awkward dinner at there girl/boyfriends house for some family occasion, at a younger age, 15 i'll say, as an estimated average... not this guy. Monday (yesterday) was my first big family dinner with a significant other's family, as im so fucking cool and never had a significant other. Hawly tried to console my fears telling me her family was very friendly, nice, and talkative, wich actually did the reverse and made things more stressfull, as freeindly nice talkative people are the worst when you have nothing to say. I mean, what the hell was I going to talk about, im unemployed, play in a satanic grind-whore band, and hate small talk.... but as hawly said, it was ok. Dispite the fact she has 7 aunts and uncles that seem to be oblvious to the modern miracle of birth control, i manged to get away with very little conversation, and talked mostly to her Uncle John, and his lady friend... they were very nice. I talked about touring, and managed to forgo the band name. Hawly was right though, it wasn't that bad... and i was just crazy.
today we went to take pictures of octoberfest (wich we've been doing the past few days, although i failed to mention it, at one point we were marching in the parade... waving and what have you) I got to watch senior citizens drink beer, eat sausage, dance, and sing. It was fantastic. Then we went to a few exceptionally boring art exibits, Scott from Hawly's class bought us a 2 dollar sub, and then we went back to the school. I wasn't feeling quite up to snuff, and Vince (there teacher) decided to give a lecture, or two... and I decided to go for a walk. I sat at a picknick table on the other side of the campus to collect my thoughts, and then went back to her class. She had to work on a lot of lettering, and I fell asleep on the couch. After it was all said and done, we came back to my house, made vegan hamburger helper, played some crash bandicoot, and cuddled on my bed for a good hour and a half, or so. I love her.
now, oh my brothers, im writing to you, not that most of you care, as i've noticed comments have been steadily decreasing... but belive it or kiss my sherries, i have not much more to report. So with this, I, your humble narrator, will leave you with this.... well, i cant actually think of a good way to end that... |
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