Monday, July 25, 2005

First off, I'd like to send my congratulations to Lance Armstrong for winning his 7th Tour De France. I was reading a bit in the paper today about it, and apparently he saw a couple reporters who he's ended up knowing over the years, and he went up to them, and I guess their conversation went something like this:

Lance: I'm ready to answer the question you asked me.
Reporter: Which one?
Lance: The one you asked in 1999- you asked if I thought I could ride the tour, I think I proved I can.

That man is awesome.

Be A Witness- Genocide in Darfur needs to be talked about.

There's a new tune up at Matt Good's site, and frankly, it's awesome- it's called Oh Be Joyful, and you should all listen to it.

Friday, July 22, 2005

The Woman Who Walked into Doors

Last night I finished The Woman Who Walked into Doors by Roddy Doyle, and I nearly died. Doyle is a fantastic author, one who is not afraid to bring out the inherent flaws of his characters and play on them. The last quarter of the book is absolutely torturous to go through, for the sheer fact that it tells of Paula Spencer getting beaten and battered by her husband Charlo, for seventeen years, all to protect her children.

I very nearly cried.

Fuck men like that, I hope they all burn.

Wednesday, July 20, 2005


After a long debate, I decided to retire my right nipple piercing due to it being a pain in the ass pretty much the whole time I've had it. It makes me sad, but it sure beats pus-filled balls every 2 months.

Matt Good's album "In a Coma" is reportedly being released on September 20, and the PS2 game Shadow of the Colossus is reportedly being shipped that day. I'm gunna have to treat myself.

Friday, July 15, 2005

All things considered

All things being the sunburn, trashed legs, minor sunpoisoning and a bloody conch piercing, Warped tour was pretty effing sweet.

I didn't get to Race City until about 1:10, so I missed a few bands I wanted to see (namely The Starting Line and Matchbook Romance), but I got there in time for Atreyu, so that was okay. Throughout the day, I saw Thrice, Alexisonfire, Comeback Kid, Hawthorne Heights, a bit of Senses Fail, a bit of Billy Talent, a bit of Fallout Boy, a bit of the Horrorpops and Avenged Sevenfold, not really in that order. All in all it was a pretty sweet day.

Thrice was easily the highlight, as I've wanted to see those guys play since I picked up The Artist in the Ambulance, and they didn't disappoint. I got to hear "Under a Killing Moon", which was just fantastic. A7X put on an amazing set, even though M. Shadows isn't allowed to scream any more because he fucked up his throat. Oh well.

Tuesday, July 12, 2005

Old song, new words

I originally wrote this song like, 3 years agoish or something like that, and I started randomly singing it and playing the bassline in my head at work a couple weeks ago, and then I went and rewrote most of the lyrics, so here it is.

In You

In you I feel so hungry
And in you I must eat
Every voice I hear is the same
Every word starts to repeat
I'll hold on if you give me a chance
And I'll hold on if you give me your hand

And today we'll fly away
We won't go far, just to the stars

In you I feel so hungry
And in you I must eat
Everybody looks the same
But you stand out to me
And I'll hold on to your outstretched hand
And I'll hold on, just give me a chance

And if today we slip away
I won't let go, no I won't let you go

In you I felt so hungry
And in you I did eat
Now here we are holding hands in your cars front seat
And there is nothing that will pull me away
And there is nothing to ruin the rest of our days

Weird Dream

As some of you may or may not know, I have this tendency to have weird, lucid dreams. This one involved a high school reunion of sorts, where I basically hung out with people I went to junior high school with. Mostly the people I was around weren't people I hung out with out all, yet there were hugs and laughs and things. There was some sort memory paper where you wrote down memories of high school and stuff, and I ranted about how we're all human and bleed the same, no matter if you're a prep, a goth, a scene kid etc etc.

It was a definite "what the fuck?" sorta thing.

Friday, July 08, 2005

Red Bull

Thursday, July 07, 2005


First off, I'd like to express my deepest sympathy to all those in London, and all those abroad affected by the bombings that were enacted this morning. Killing will not end killing, and one day I hope to see a peaceful resolution and end to the savagery that causes things like this, which in turn cause things like illegal occupations. There needs to be lots of changes made, and I doubt I'll see them in my lifetime, but one can hope.

Secondly, 95% of my customers at work tonight fucking sucked a big donkey dick. I got basically every pissed off, rude, talking on the cell phone, overly and unreasonably demanding cunt of a customer through the smokeshop tonight. There is no need to be rude to me. There is no need to avoid saying "please" and "thank you". There is no need to put your change down right beside my goddamn hand. If you're being rude to me, I have no problem being an asshole right back. I won't be surprised if I had a few complaints made about me tonight, but I don't care. On top of all that, I sliced my finger open with a box cutter, so that hurts still.

I know I seem pissed off, and thinking about it, I am still, but I'm in a significantly better mood than I was earlier. Because I thought I had missed one of the buses I could have gotten on (which ended up passing me by because it was a little late) I ended up walking from work to the bus loop, which is only about a 15 minute walk. I listened to the last few songs of the Misery Signals CD, while walking into the sunset, and surprisingly enough, the energy and frustration and anger calmed me down. Then I listened to some Eyes Full of Stars, and we all know that helps me, and then some Matt Good Band, and now I'm a bit happier.

I really woulda felt better if I coulda squished some fuckers bananas.

Dad and BJ have been hanging out pretty much every night this week. Just being around them I can sense something, and she's a very very nice woman. And she makes good muffins. I hope something happens with those 2.

Kelsey (superseven on Nexopia) is gunna be in Airdrie this weekend for a family gathering, so there might be some hangoutage on Sunday, if we get the chance.

That's all for now.

Monday, July 04, 2005

I have listened

To nothing but the same 3 songs since Saturday. Those songs being the ones on the Eyes Full of Stars EP. Those five fine folks rock a lot of socks.

Here are the pictures I took at the show.

Other than that, nothing else is really new. I hate my printer. I love Brynn. I hate headaches. BJ (the lady dad is I guess dating) is cooking dinner and I hope it's ready soon.