Tuesday, May 31, 2005

Quick post before I go out

I was just getting ready to go out, and in the background I hear clips from a George Bush news conference, and he was criticizing Amnesty International's claims that Guantanamo is the gulag of our time. He said that Amnesty was basing that claim on reports from people who "hate America". Guess what Curious George, Amnesty doesn't care if these people hate America, they just care about whether their fundamental rights as human beings are being denied.

Guess what?

They are.

My head hurts a lot

Yes, my head hurts a fair bit right now, and I can't say that I'm enjoying it, but that's okay.

I've been doing a bit of writing so I can update my Nexopia profile, and I'm pretty sure I'm going to offend some people. Mainly people who believe in Jesus. Once I finish I'll post the text of it all up here, but I must admit, I find it all pretty amusing.

I was talking to Des the other day and he said he's uberexcited to meet me when him and Ryan come down for Warped Tour. He's also excited that I plan on going up to Edmonton for a weekend this summer. It's nice to actually be able to get along with a guy for once.

Monday, May 30, 2005

Jeans Week

It's Warehouse Sale, and therefore jeans week at work. For a $5 donation (I donated $10) to the Alberta Children's Hospital, you can wear jeans for the week. We also have spiffy t-shirts to wear, instead of our normal golf style shirts. I love jeans week- my jeans are so comfortable, and you fully get an appreciation for them after having to stand around and work for them in 8 hours.

Sunday, May 29, 2005

Brynn, if you read this, just remember that I do love you and that I do care about you and that my life cannot be lived without you in it in some way.

Wednesday, May 25, 2005

Eyes Full of Stars

Eyes Full of Stars are a band out of Edmonton who kick a lot of ass. Go listen.

Amnesty International 2005 Report

I'm convinced I'm clairvoyant

Jason and I went to lunch and did a bit of shopping today, and as we were sitting in our booth at Brewskies I had this feeling that me and him had already been through the exact same conversation before. Then I remembered that I had a dream where we sitting in a booth at a restaurant that looked very similar to the one we were in, having that exact some conversation.

Not the first time something like that has happened to me.

I like sales.

Frances the Mute by the Mars Volta- $9.99 at Play
Give Up by the Postal Service- $15 at HMV (part of a 2/$30 sale)
Waiting by Thursday (their debut record)- $15 at HMV (regular usually about $27, part of the 2/$30 sale).

I almost bought Melon Collie and the Infinite Sadness as it was part of the sale too, but the Postal Service is a bitch to find and that Thursday CD is bloody expensive no matter where you go.

This is a story about how Amnesty is calling Guantanomo Bay the gulag of our time. I suggest it be read.

I got 2 of the 3 candle holders I ordered off of ebay- it was a pain in the ass to haul the boxes as well as all the mail in , but I managed because I'm fucking cool.

Jason dropped off the Ocarina of Time for me, and I'm very stoked to play it.

Tuesday, May 24, 2005

Additional Information

I'm thinking about adding a blog to this one full of my songs and such things, so if for whatever reason someone wants to look at them, they can do so easily. Thoughts?

Added Mindy's Nexopia profile to the sidebar just because she is so kick ass.

Monday, May 23, 2005

I used to think someone was watching.

I used to get these feelings like someone might be watching. Who'd wanna watch me though? I've yet to figure out what could be even partially worthwhile to watch. If I figure it out, I'll make sure to let you know.

I sit at the back of the bus. No one can sneak up on me that way. It's a security thing I guess. I like to watch the other passengers, pick out little nuances about them and ponder them for a second before moving on. I like to blankly just look in an area and then figure out what my eyes are focusing on. Sometimes I can make it so I'm not really focusing on anything. On a plane it's a different story though. The trip is longer, so I need something to keep me occupied the whole time. Reading usually works, and I don't really get motion sick on the plane, so that's okay. Music would be okay too, but I need something to play said music on while on the plane.

I thought there was a point to this, but I guess not.

So I finished Ico

And "wow" is the only word to decribe it. It was a pretty short game, but just astounding. Vast environments, great gameplay and very emotional.

I wanted to cry at the ending, but everything ended up being okay.

Sunday, May 22, 2005

One Woman Army

As promised:

"The subtext is getting under my skin," he said.
"Hence the sub?"
"Yes, hence the sub."

It's funny how the man in the cage thinks everything's about him. As far as I'm concerned, if you're in a cage, it's probably for a not so great reason, so you shouldn't be trying to get any special attention, unless you like cages that is. At last glance, cages didn't look like too much fun to me. I suppose if you had an army around said cage you could have some fun, but all I need is my one woman army, and because of that I need no (zero, zilch, nada) guns. No guns, however, doesn't not equal no fun (doesn't hurt to clarify).

"The relapse is getting under my skin," he said.
"I can't 'hence' that."
"What a shame."

It's stupid how the man in the maze takes his time trying to find the end. It's my opinion (humblesness of opinion up for debate) that if you're caught in a maze, you're either in an amusement park or you're a guinea pig, neither of which seem very fun. But who am I to say what's fun and what isn't? Personally, I don't like mazes but if you spice it up, with say, a gun, then I may be interested. In fact, I'd even leave my one woman army behind, and see if I can have some fun.

Saturday, May 21, 2005

I wish I was a supervillain

For some reason that's the thought that's been in my mind for the last couple of days, and I'm not sure why.

I'm sure it'll turn into some song of some sort.

I don't know if anyone remembers this, but I wrote a short piece called One Woman Army a while back, and for all intents and purposes, it really was just abstract writing. Once I find that thing again, I'll repost it, and here's why. Lately, I've been stifled creatively. Lately being the last year or so. I think if I write stuff like One Woman Army more often, I can at least get something down and pull ideas out of that and make them into songs. So if you see any sort of writing like that, that's what it will be. It might be happy, it might be sad, it might be full of anger and hate and malice, but it's just the writing and even though it might seem directed at someone, it's most likely not.

On another note, I'm still in awe of the Trail of Dead show. I watched the documentary that came with the special edition of Worlds Apart, and I just respect that band so much more now.

I must see them again.

Friday, May 20, 2005


ICO came in the mail the other day, and I must say that it's quite fabulous. It's an adventure game, but most of the emphasis is on puzzle solving and not combat. Ico is a boy who was born with horns, and in his village, that's a bad omen, and when the horn-kids come of age, they're sent to a temple and left to join the spirits. Ico has a vision of a girl, Yorda, who is trapped in the temple as well, and she is halfway between the real-world and the spirit-world. Ico and Yorda don't speak the same language, so they can't understand each other when they try to talk. The premise of the game is to get Ico and Yorda out of the temple, while guarding Yorda from the spirits who are trying to take her into their world. The thing is, Yorda isn't as strong or as nimble as Ico, so you have to go through the environments and find a path for Ico to get through, then make another path so Yorda can follow. Yorda basically only moves when you're holding her hand and practically dragging her along in a rough and tumble, puppy love sort of way.

This game pulls on the heart strings like you wouldn't imagine. Well, at least it does for me. Just knowing that Yorda is basically helpless and can't fend for herself makes me want to help her out the best I can. Yes, I know that's the point of the game, but still- it's hard not to feel protective of her. When you have to make her jump across a gap and catch her hand so she doesn't fall, the whole time I'm thinking "please don't slip please don't slip," and I feel very relieved when she makes it up onto the ledge safe and sound.

This game just has an amazing atmosphere and an amazing vibe, and it's a nice change from the straight up "shoot everything you see" games I'm used to playing. I'm sure it'll hold a special place in my heart for a long time.

Thursday, May 19, 2005

Trail of Dead

This is what I messaged to one of my friends on Nexopia about the Trail of Dead show last night.

Well, I met Wade at like 1 and we hung out at the mall for like 5 hours, then we met Melisa and ate and went to the venue.

I bought a shirt, and we stood around and talked until We Are Wolves came out, and then we sat down and all that I can really say about that band is that I wanted the dudes bass guitar.

After some more talking and standing, (International) Noise Conspiracy was up, and I hadn't heard any of their stuff until the show, so it was a surprise, albeit a pleasant one. Like you said in your review, lots of energy, the crowd was into it and they were generally very appreciative of the crowd.

After their set I took a leak, then Wade and Melisa and I talked for a few minutes, and I saw the stage area start to get filled up, so I left and took my place at the barricade, right in front of Jason (I think he's the other guitar player ). As soon as "Ode to Isis" kicked in I went apeshit, but I found the same thing you did and not many people really knew all the words. Granted I only have a couple of CD's, but what was played off of those I sang line for line. Amazing set though, amazing energy and stage presence, and let me tell you, when I heard the opening chords to "Caterwaul" I nearly lost it. And then I phoned, and got hung up on or something, then I called again during the breakdown of the song, but I have no idea if any of it got through.

That song, "The Best" and "Days of Being Wild" were my set highlights, but the whole show was just an amazing experience. The two drumkit attack was fucking insane and added so much to the sound and the dynamics of the band, it left me awestruck.

I didn't get to take anything home, but I did help catch the bass drum and one of the toms as they were booted in my general direction, so that was pretty cool.

Wow is pretty much the word that sums it up.

Will do a real post tomorrow.

Sunday, May 15, 2005

I'm still going to visit Brynn in June.

Right now, that's all I care about. Things have been shitty the last couple weeks, but I'm not going to get into it on here.

To all that have helped me through this, thank you so much.

Brynn, I love you.

Thursday, May 12, 2005

You can all call me "Training" from now on

Today was an interesting one at work. We've been having troubles with our debit lines since Tuesday, which consist of the Co-op line not connecting with the bank, taking 2 minutes to timeout, and then working fine the next time you swiped the card. That made it a pain in the ass at random intervals of the day, but it was manageable.

The supers closed my till so I could take my first break, so I sign off, come back to my till after my break and try to sign back on. I got a lovely "already sign-on" message. So I spent time as Cheryl-Lee, Cindy, and finally, Training. They put me on a training number, and "Training" was the name that came up.

Other than that, typical work night.

I've decided on a few games to buy for my N64 whenst I purchase it:

Perfect Dark
Zelda- Majora's Mask
Super Mario 64
Conker's Bad Fur Day

Again, give me suggestions.

Two things have made me happy today:

Seeing that Brea had wrote out a chit for my Revvd Up Rewards, even though I already had one ready, and this- scroll to the bottom.

Wednesday, May 11, 2005

I forgot to mention...

I've decided to get my right conch pierced, but vertically, so the bottom bead is behind my earlobe.

I hope this works this time

So package one of 5 arrived today. I've bought some crap from ebay, and am excited to see it, even though some of it is for mother's day.

Megan, the bassist for Canadian band Limblifter added me to her blogroll, and for some reason, that makes me really happy. I had only heard a few songs by them, but after I saw them with Matt Good, I've been meaning to buy some of their CD's, but haven't. Next time I'm at the mall I will though.

I'm nearly finished the Jungle, so out of this list, I need someone to pick a book for me to read:

Les Miserables
Don Quixote
The Woman Who Walked Into Doors
White Oleander
The Picture of Dorian Grey

I started wondering today that if when I ask people if they need their milk bag, if they realize I mean "is it physically impossible for you to carry your milk without a bag?". I'm tempted to find out.

This lady came through my till tonight, I scanned her Co-op card, it went through okay, and she needed to write a cheque for her groceries. She didn't have her drivers license on her at all, so I call Cheryl-Lee and she says to phone customer service and check her purchases. So I do, tell Lynette her Co-op number and the number wasn't even file back there. I tell the lady, very politely and tactfully what the situation is, and that we can hold her groceries for her and she can get it straightened out at customer service. Her son says it's "bullshit", she goes on and on about how she's been shopping at the store for so many years blah blah blah tell someone who can actually do something about it. Then she said that she usually only shops around summer time, and it's not very often that she does it. Now, for those who don't know, if a Co-op number is inactive for some period of time, it essentially gets deleted, and you have to go reinstate it yourself. I'm thinking that could be the case here, but normally those numbers come up not in file.

I don't know what the point of that was.

I wan't my ICO game to get here.
I'm gunna buy an N64- recommend me some games.

Saturday, May 07, 2005

I did not pierce a crustacean

I'm not sure I even spelt "crustacean" correctly. Someone inform me of this.

Went down to Adorned with the lovely Monica today, and got my conch pierced, and then bought Dracula (the book) for $3.50. Before I go to Cali, Monica and I are gunna go make shirts at the Rocket with our Nex user names on them, because we're fucking losers.

Here are the whopping 5 pictures that were taken:

And finally, Monica, because I snapped a picture as we crossed the road:

Friday, May 06, 2005

One year ago today

One year ago today, May 6, 2004, was the first time I got to see Brynn face to face. It was the first time I got to hug her and kiss her and smell her hair and fidget while we were eating because I was so in awe of the situation. I was only there for 5 days, but I can still recall that trip pretty vividly, and it makes me smile. Those were 5 days of my life I was lucky to have, and I'm glad I can have those memories. The other times I've seen Brynn weren't any better or worse- don't get me wrong, all the time I've spent with her has been amazing, but I guess it's just because of the shock of it all, the realization that I actually got to see her for the first time is what makes those 5 days in May of last year stand out so much.

I'm not gunna lie, this week has basically sucked. Brynn and I fought, work has been just stupid, both employees and customers, I'm just all in all frustrated with a lot of things at the moment. It's the weekend now though, and it just happens to be a day I can look at and say "this is what today was like last year, go for that". I'm going to see Hitchhiker's Guide in half an hour, I'm going to get pierced tomorrow, Trail of Dead concert is next week and California, and Brynn, is less than a month.

It's almost a new week, so I'm gunna try to put this one behind me, and think of all the good things that are gunna be coming my way.

Thursday, May 05, 2005

One step closer

Taken from MBlog:

"The same sex marriage bill passed the second reading in the House of Commons today. The vote was 164 to 137."

It's close, but by the looks of things, it's gunna get through. I hope so anyways.

I forgot how much fun vomiting was. I dunno what it was, but last night I couldn't sleep because my stomach was upset, and so I got up and puked, went back to bed, and spent about 20 minutes shaking.

Good times let me tell ya, good times.

Tuesday, May 03, 2005

Oh Brynnie

If you didn't get my text or any of my ICQ messages:

I did get your text, but as it was 3:30 in the AM, I was mostly asleep and couldn't quite put together what had happened until the next morning, when I texted you back, but thank you for it.

I lost the Care Bear, because the bids were getting too high and my paypal funds were gunna be toast- once I get more money in there, I'll try again to find you one. I have my eye on a couple other things though.... >.>

I'm working 5 to 10:15 on Wednesday and 3:45 to 10:15 on Thursday, not whatever I had emailed you with.

I'll understand if you're still upset, but if you want me to call you for a quick moment some time, let me know, and if not, let me know when you're leaving Ryan's.

I love you.