And so begins my month of chaos.
D:
I'm off to Georgia with my family in the morning. I'll be gone for a week. If anything crazy awesome happens to any of you, send me an e-mail? jai_miyazaki@yahoo.ca
And yeah. I'll be checking my e-mail once or twice while I'm there, but don't expect much.
WAUGH I DON'T WANNA GO.
SQUISH AND I FOR SURE. THE REST OF YOU? COME ON. IT'LL BE AN ADVENTURE.
Any suggestions of recipes I should try?
No. 1: I have to choose; for my costume for ComiCon. Either I go as Monique from Sinfest, in which case I dye my hair purple, or I go as Delirium from Sandman, in which case I bleach my hair, shave off half of it, and throw Punky Colours at it. Purple or Shave? You decide.
No. 2: It's looking like we need to fill either One or Two beds in one of our rooms at the Hostel in San Diego. We have the room for the week of the 21st to the 28th. We might have someone filling one bed for the second half of the week, but it's unsure. Anyone going to be in the area at the time? Please? We _really_ don't want to have to pay for the unfilled beds. That would suck.
2.) Open up your music player of choice and post a list of all the songs you have beginning with that letter.
Sara gave me B.
( This is a Sad Sad list. )
*gringringrin*
Fynn is a god~ PRAISE HIM AS SUCH. ( A silly goose, too, but mainly a god. )
*prances about*
- Sam
- Laura
- Max
- DEVIN
- Loren
- Alex
- Clare (Claire?)
- Janice
- Kyle
- Heather
- Brian
- Kevin
- Naomi
- Krys
Things We Ate:
- Sam's Awesome LET'S THROW STUFF AT THE MEAT Hamburgers
- Hotdogs (I think we ate a grand total of _one_ of those.)
- Krys's Non-Tuna Tuna Salad
- Loren's Freaking Awesome Potatoe Salad. (NOM NOM NOM)
- Someone's Pasta Salad
- Chips
- Bananas
- Pop
- Mike's Hard
- "Naomi's" Chocolate Mouse Cake (It's So Delicious and Moist!)
- Ice Cream
- Laura's FUCKING AMAZING Cream Puffs
- Laura's GLUTEN FREE Banana Bread
- "Heather's" Mini Quiche Things (OM NOM FREAKING NOM)
- Something else, I'm sure.
Things That Hapapened:
- DEVIN SHOWED UP AND WAS NOT UGLY AT ALL. <3
- "Tips" Frisbee Game Thing. You try to hit the Frisbee to your team mates and the more 'tips' that happen before someone catches it, the more points. If no one catches, no points. We played this intensely.
- During the Above, I got Hit in the face with the Frisbee.
- Hit The Frisbee With A Stick.
- WHAT? Which is a very very awesome game. I think we need to play that again sometime soon, Sam.
- Bullshit.
- Lotsa mingling and chatting.
- FOOD OH LORDY THE FOOD
- I'm pretty sure some other stuff happened too. That's all I can really remember before I passed out on the couch.
THANKS FOR MAKING LAST NIGHT SUPER AWESOME KIDS.
( Photos Should be Up on Facebook soon. )
I got a Call today, as I'm sitting in my mum's car waiting for Shannon to get out of School, and I get a call from someone at Visions, asking if I was still interested. Fuck Yes.
Interview is on Saturday at 1.30, with the store Manager whose name is Warner.
DEAR GOD PLEASE LET THIS HAPPEN. STOP YOYOING ME.
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(Comma tick ampersand hash,
Dollar at pipe plus dot dash.
Eight sev'n six five four,
Quote star underscore,
Question mark semi-colon bang MASH.)
From LimerickDB.com
Step 1: Study StageCraft of some kind.
Step 2: Get job in StageCraft - BC Film Industry = AWESOME.
Step 3: Work in BCFilm, at least 1 year.
Step 4: Start taking one or two night classes for Psych at SFU. Slowly work at getting Degree.
Step 6: Profit.
My sister decides that instead of giving me a simple "Oh, that's too bad, but I really don't care." to news from a friend that I just had to rant about to someone, that she has to give me this long winded argument about how we are all bad people deep down. And that it's all about Biology. And what kind of a way is that to live life? A very lonely one, wherein even her friends are bad people, who are in it only for their own good. Why would one even want to think that? I mean, whether or not it's 'true,' if you had the choice between thinking that and thinking 'everyone is inherently good, some people just make bad decisions,' which would you choose?
Augh.
And she has the gall to tell me that it's not about enjoying life. We're not here to enjoy ourselves. We're just here to propagate the species. Which may have been true in the past, yeah, when we were struggling against so many other things for survival, but now, survival is so little of a struggle that even the ones that nature would have killed off ages ago manage to thrive in our society. We are no longer simply breeding machines. And we haven't been since the Greeks were the height of civilisation. Perhaps before! And that is why we are more than animals now - we do art, we emote, we tell stories, we learn our history, we love! If we were simply here to propagate the species, we wouldn't do any of that! And She's an artist! I don't know if she realises that her position damns her own life, but she is holding two completely contrary positions - on the one hand, that we need art, that art is something useful to be doing, and on the other that we are simply animals, animals which only care about ourselves. Furthermore, if we are simply all here to further the species, then she should just off herself now, because she will never breed.
The worst part is that she accuses me of doing everything for my own benefit. So, the worry I feel for my friends, for mes amours, that's for my own benefit? The stress, the pain I feel when I know that someone I love is hurting, that somehow benefits myself? That I went to India, and helped orphans, and that I worry, nearly every day that the child I befriended there is still alive and eating, that is for my own benefit? That somehow furthers my stay on this planet? And then to say that because I can't decide on a field I want to continue on in - a non-seqitur if I ever heard one - I am thus a 'child'. A naive child, who wants to think the best of everyone.
If being naive and childlike means I live a happy, fulfilled life? So be it!
What is the point in living an unhappy, hate-filled, meaningless life?! I may not be religious, but I do want to believe that there is more to us than simply breeding. There might not be an after-life, there might not be a god, but goddamnit, we're here now, so why not enjoy it? Why waste it saying that no one can possibly care for anyone else except to further their own needs? Why waste it saying that everyone on the planet is a scumbag? What is the point in living that life?
So, I am intending to take life by the horns. I am going to do stuff if it is the last thing I do.
Best exchange ever:
Kitty: Admit it, Peter, you're getting schooled by a girl -- *gets trapped in Dangerroom stuff*
Colossus: Haha, Looking like school is out, kitty-cat.
*snrks*
*disco!*
[माझी होडी मासळयांनी भरली आहे ] Jai* Jeeves says:
Woo!
-Blaidd Drwg- says:
*rocks out to Gloria Gaynor*
[माझी होडी मासळयांनी भरली आहे ] Jai* Jeeves says:
Hahaha. <3
-Blaidd Drwg- says:
Or would that be "*discos out*"? Hmmm...*strokes goatee*
[माझी होडी मासळयांनी भरली आहे ] Jai* Jeeves says:
*shrugs* Just go with it. *nods*
-Blaidd Drwg- says:
Aight. *discos with goatee*
[माझी होडी मासळयांनी भरली आहे ] Jai* Jeeves says:
XD
-Blaidd Drwg- says:
FIRST I was afraid...I was PETRIFIED! Kept thinkin I could never live without you by my side...
[माझी होडी मासळयांनी भरली आहे ] Jai* Jeeves says:
Spent so many nights~
Thinking how you did me wrong~
But I grew strong! And I learned how to get along!
AND NOW YOU'RE BACK!
-Blaidd Drwg- says:
FROM OUTER SPACE!
[माझी होडी मासळयांनी भरली आहे ] Jai* Jeeves says:
I JUST WALKED IN
TO FIND YOU HERE
WITH THAT SAD LOOK UPON YOUR FACE!
-Blaidd Drwg- says:
I SHOULDA CHANGED THAT STUPID LOCK
I SHOULDA MADE YOU LEAVE YOUR KEY
IF I'DA KNOWN FOR JUST ONE SECOND YOU'D BE BACK TO BOTHER ME!
GO ON NOW GO!
WALK OUT THE DOOR!
[माझी होडी मासळयांनी भरली आहे ] Jai* Jeeves says:
JUST TURN AROUND NOW
YOU'RE NOT WELCOME ANYMORE!
-Blaidd Drwg- says:
WEREN'T YOU THE ONE WHO TRIED TO HURT ME WITH GOODBYE? YOU THINK I'D CRUMBLE?
YOU THINK I'D LAY DOWN AND DIE?!
[माझी होडी मासळयांनी भरली आहे ] Jai* Jeeves says:
NO NO NOT I
I WILL SURVIVE
AS LONG AS I KNOW HOW TO LOVE
I'LL KNOW I'M STILL ALIVE!
-Blaidd Drwg- says:
I'VE GOT ALL MY LIFE TO LIVE!
[माझी होडी मासळयांनी भरली आहे ] Jai* Jeeves says:
I'VE GOT ALL MY LOVE TO GIVE!
-Blaidd Drwg- says:
AND I'LL SURVIVE!
[माझी होडी मासळयांनी भरली आहे ] Jai* Jeeves says:
I WILL SURVIVE!
HEY HEY!
-Blaidd Drwg- says:
*INSTRUMENTAL!*
Am Fuuuuuuuuucckkk~~~~~ed~
Ahahaahah...
I'm gonna die.
And I'm not gonna get into SFU. And I'm never gonna get this degree, and I'm gonna end up working at some goddamn dead-end job.
Foxtrot~ Uniform~ Charlie~ Kilo~
Friday was fun, went to see Monsters vs. Aliens, planned my summer, chilled at home. Saturday was pretty good, had German Study - spent an hour in the Pharmasave reading Cosmo and shit and making fun of them. Then started work at four.
Somehow, made it through eight hours pretty easily. Most likely due to Max and Brian hanging around and then going "We're playing RISK and getting Booze."
So, went to Sam and Max's place for RISK and Booze. Were told at Lougheed that the train didn't go past there at night. WTF?
Got on N9, got told bad jokes by random drunk/high guy, got off bus walked up to Bogen Place, got Sam out of Bed, played an EPIC game of RISK, wrestled in Sam's room, passed out.
Woke up this morning at around ten or eleven, watched Who Framed Roger Rabbit, went for lunch, headed home.
Got to work, had a great shift until end of Break, when get text message: "Where's your bike?"
Go outside, check for bike.
Bike?
Is gone.
Freak out.
Freak out some more.
Serve customers, freak out, rant.
Random Homeless Dude overhears rant, says "Is your bike like [this]?"
I say "YES."
He: I know who stole it.
I: Fuck.
He: How much does that bike means to you?
I: It's my bike. I can't give any money for it, it's just, it's my bike! *freaking out*
He: *continues talking with Gavin, while I quietly freak in the back*
Twenty minutes, an hour later, he returns with Lucy (which is Bike's name). I freak out and cry and am ecstatic.
Turns out, they broke Lucy's front break in order to get her away from her lock. And I suspect He stole it.
And then He hangs around and is creepy until I freak at him and he leaves.
THEN? When dad is waiting for me and I am finishing closing? I look out window and HE is standing there staring in and being HELLA CREEPY.
Anyway, Lucy is home, but in bad condition and Jai is quitting Waves tomorrow.
Also? Itch returns. Further Proof It's At Work.
( A List of Events )
Any and all parties held at Jai's Place will be on the dry-er side. Drinks will be served to anyone with proper identification that they'd be willing to show my dad (not that he'll necessarily be checking, but it's the thought that counts) will be able to drink, but don't plan on getting wasted, or puking up in my bathroom. I live in a very child-heavy neighbourhood and we don't need to be scaring them (or eating them) any more than I already have.
Neil Patrick Harris.
On a Triumph.
Not only that, but a Triumph Bonneville. (1968, unless I miss my mark...)
...No I am not geeky enough to see it in the seat or the engine or anything. I recognised the logos on the tank.
That, and that is the exact goddamn bike my dad owns.
It is a Fucking Awesome Bike.
And NPH is also awesome.
Therefore:
AWESOME.
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