
Notes from a bemused canuck
Michel got laid last night, and the only thing I can feel for him right now is jealousy. I suck. He's my best friend, the guy who is probably responsible for me still being alive right just this minute, and the strongest emotion I feel for him right just this minute is envy.
He has everything I want: material wealth, physical fitness, and love. I know the grass is always greener, and god knows he suffered and toiled to get where he is, but that still can't shut up the little voice in my head that keeps on keening IT'S NOT FUCKING FAIR!.
I don't know how to deal with that. I really don't.
Quote of the day: Porn is a motivational tool to not be alone.
Seen here
1. Go into your journal's archives.
2. Find your 23rd post (or closest to).
3. Find the fifth sentence (or closest to).
4. Post the text of the sentence in your journal (see below) along with these instructions.
“I know that I'm not in love with her, but she is special to me, ever since we spent the night together.”
I'm sure some of my weirdo friends will want this for their user icon:
I'M GOING TO SEE RUSH!
The tickets went on sale today, and admission is groaning under the load of people trying to go to the website. Of course, the phone lines also melted. It's a madhouse. It took me 20 minutes just to get on the website, and tickets are just flying away. Thing is though, they forgot to mention that it was an AMEX-only presale. Meaning that you MUST pay the tickets with an american express card. Now unfortunately, I don't have one, figuring that MasterCard and Visa were enough for most purposes.
I had 3 kick-ass tickets, and only 8 minutes to find someone with an AMEX card (if you don't buy the tickets in 8 minutes, they go back in the pool of available tickets). My boss doesn't have one, nor do any of my coworkers. My friends don't have any. In a flash, I remembered that my mom has one, so I called her and got the info, with seconds to spare. I got them by the skin of my teeth, but it doesn't matter, cause I have them :D
We're in the middle of parterre, right in front of the stage, row BB.
SWEET!
I was browsing at Future Shop this weekend with Michel, when I ran into this. It's a computer animation clip that they were using to display the LCD screens. It's hilarious as hell.
Let me introduce you to The Killer Bean
Went to have a drink with saucylaur, Sarah and Nathan tonight at my preferred watering hole. I got there a bit early and caught up on some reading. It's so funny, some people look at you weird when you read in a pub. Seriously, considering I've been going to Hurleys for longer than most of those people, I couldn't care less. When I ordered a pint of Bass, I got a warm feeling when the barmaid not only recognized me but told me I was here later than my usual time. Heehee, I'm a regular :D I learned something new too, her name is Dusty. I'm horrible with names, but I have a feeling I'll remember that one. She's cute, too :D
Had a fun evening. Laura and Sarah remind me a lot of the other dynamic duo (a.k.a. eniran and
strychnyn), but a bit more tame (though it was a close match at some point). Nathan is a good guy, but the biggest flamer in the known universe :) Had many a laugh, shared some good stories. It really sucks that I've just gotten to know these people and both Sarah and Laura are graduating and moving to the US at the end of the week. It's probably more of a “so long” than a “goodbye”, as I've invited myself to go see them in Boston in the fall. Still, they're a fun bunch and I'm going to miss 'em.
You can never have too many friends.
On that note, I'm off to bed. It's 2AM and I'm an old man, so I'll be feeling this one tomorrow.
I found the song from the Kill Bill soundtrack I was looking for.
I'm amused.
That is all.