This has been one hell of a week. Been through the gamit of emotions with both old and new friends. In a word - nutty. In two words - Holy Smokes. In three - Purple Monkey Banana. I've just got two quotes to resume this:
"Stand up beside the fireplace
Take that look from off your face
You ain't ever gonna burn my heart out"
"Whatever you need
What I would give if you should ask it of me
To make you feel complete"
Saturday, April 30, 2005
Friday, April 29, 2005
The colour test. Who knew?
Your Existing Situation
- Orderly, methodical, and self-contained. Needs the respect, recognition, and understanding of those close to him.
Your Stress Sources
- Wishes to be independent, unhampered, and free from any limitation or restriction, other than those which he imposes of himself or by his own choice and decision.
Your Restrained Characteristics
- Willing to participate and to allow himself to become involved, but tries to fend off conflict and disturbance in order to reduce tension.
Feels trapped in a distressing or uncomfortable situation and seeking some way of gaining relief. Able to achieve satisfaction through sexual activity providing no turmoil or emotional agitation is involved.
Your Desired Objective
- Wants interesting and exciting things to happen. Able to make himself well-liked by his obvious interest and by the very openness of his charm. Over-imaginative and given to fantasy or day-dreaming.
Your Actual Problem
Seeks to avoid criticism and to prevent restriction of his freedom to act, and to decide for himself by the exercise of great personal charm in his dealings with others.Sunday, April 24, 2005
Updating my own damn blog
Well, that's the way it was put to my anyways.
Compared to calgary, this weekend was pretty tame. Friday I spent catching up on sleep. I had a two hour nap when I got back from class and that night I slept for 12H. It was quite the battle convincing myself to just go to bed as there is a desire to continue partying comming off the calgary trip, but knew it was necessary.
After quite the sleep, I felt like a delicious breakfast that morning. Upon examining what I had in the kitchen I decided that banana pancakes, bacon and eggs were in order. After a bit of breakfast magic I was chowing down on deliciousness. I finished off with a delicious coffee before starting some studying for a test I have on friday.
After about three hours of some semi-sucessful studying, I turned to making some a pot luck dish for a dinner I had been invited to later that night. Now I enjoy cooking but hate the amount of prep required for making some of the better dishes. Thus I picked a simple Jambalaya recipe that I came accross on the net.
It was a straight forward recipe and after about two and a half hours total, I had it ready. It was too hot to sample so I had to trust that I had made it properly. Turns out that it was in fact pretty good and thus for one day I was 'an extra-ordinary chef'.
After sprucing up I headed over to BPICgal's to rendez-vouz at which point we both left for the party. I was told I looked quite handsome which made me feel special.
The pot luck itself was pretty dissapointing. Nothing but salads and breads with the only main dish being mine at the time. Thus, my plate was mainly my jambalaya which turned out to be delicious. Thankfully, sometime later, some mini pizzas would show up and a lot later, some type of roast.
The party following that was pretty dismal. The promised bands did show up but it was a rather non-moving preformance aisde from the fact that the people there were all old and I didn't feel like talking to them. Thus my only alternative was to fire up the six beers I brought with J-Bun in an attempt to salvage what looked to be a failure in the making.
Thankfully, BPIC would show up a little later after returning from his boar hunting. Naturally he had a little magic in his pocket and a couple of us venutred upstairs to indulge in the magic show.
When we came back down there was some improv jams going on which was pretty cool. One guy had some pretty sick freestyles going on and one of BPIC's buds was pulling some mad notes on the drums. That went on for a little while until the 5-0 showed up with a nice fine for noise disturbance.
The party cooled off after that and J-Bun and I soon took off. We arrived back at the T-Bone palace for the end of the weekly beirut tourney. I kinda high and tired and wanted to go to bed but decided to be social and mingle.
Things were pretty normal until J-Bun got into a verbal scrap with Kickfiend. Under normal circumstances, he's a pretty cool guy but with likely 8-10 molsen kick's in him, things got slightly out of hand and ended with J-Bun getting slapped. At that point I stepped in and demanded an apology be made before things got too nutty. Thankfully the apology was quickly handed over and later a more meaningful apology was given to me. Molsen kick has been banned from tournies for this reason.
J-Bun and I retired after that figuring one slap was enough for the night. Once again, I slept pretty well.
Today has been mainly spent studying with a break for the gym. I got locked out again after forgetting my keys for the second time. That's life though.
Closing thoughts:
- Molsen Kick does strange things
- I've been told that a photo of BPIC and I giving each other a peck on the cheek is gay. The ladies seem to enjoy it though so I could care less.
- BPIC and BPICgal had some interest in me going out with a friend of their's (who hosted the potluck and party). There realy seems to be little in common between the two of us so I can't figure out why they thought it was a good idea.
- Pre-Drinking is a bad term. In theory this would be all the actions leading up to actual drinking if it was in fact pre-drinking. Thus it would be the warm up act of twisting caps and pouring drinks before they're consumed, right?
- I am a fantastic chef. Zouty Lagosy!
- Just close your eyes by Waterproof blonde is my song of the week
Waterproof Blonde - Just Clothes your eyes
Decieved by my eyes
in all I was told I should see
Opinions not mine
The person they taught me to be
One light in the dark
A vision of someone I knew
Then in the darkness
I saw a voice say I'm you
Inside me a light was turned on
Then I was alive
If you close your eyes
Your life, a naked truth revealed
Dreams you never lived and scars never heal
In the darkness light will take you to the other side
If I've been waiting there you'll see if you just close your eyes
Hearts uninspired
Trapped inside somebody's dream
Too close to the fire
Yet cold and so numb with the pain
The fever has broken
And the river has run to the sea
Washed to the ocean
And saved by your voice inside me
Inside me a light was turned on
then I was alive
If you close your eyes
your life a naked truth revealed
Dreams you never lived and scars never heal
In the darkness light will take you to the other side
If I've been waiting there you'll see if you just close your eyes
Never thought I would be here
So high in the air
this is my unanswered prayer
defined by another
so much wasted time
out of the darkness
each breath that I take will be mine
If you close your eyes
Your life, a naked truth revealed
Dreams you never lived and scars never heal
In the darkness light will take you to the other side
If I've been waiting there you'll see if you just close your eyes
If you just close your eyes
Compared to calgary, this weekend was pretty tame. Friday I spent catching up on sleep. I had a two hour nap when I got back from class and that night I slept for 12H. It was quite the battle convincing myself to just go to bed as there is a desire to continue partying comming off the calgary trip, but knew it was necessary.
After quite the sleep, I felt like a delicious breakfast that morning. Upon examining what I had in the kitchen I decided that banana pancakes, bacon and eggs were in order. After a bit of breakfast magic I was chowing down on deliciousness. I finished off with a delicious coffee before starting some studying for a test I have on friday.
After about three hours of some semi-sucessful studying, I turned to making some a pot luck dish for a dinner I had been invited to later that night. Now I enjoy cooking but hate the amount of prep required for making some of the better dishes. Thus I picked a simple Jambalaya recipe that I came accross on the net.
It was a straight forward recipe and after about two and a half hours total, I had it ready. It was too hot to sample so I had to trust that I had made it properly. Turns out that it was in fact pretty good and thus for one day I was 'an extra-ordinary chef'.
After sprucing up I headed over to BPICgal's to rendez-vouz at which point we both left for the party. I was told I looked quite handsome which made me feel special.
The pot luck itself was pretty dissapointing. Nothing but salads and breads with the only main dish being mine at the time. Thus, my plate was mainly my jambalaya which turned out to be delicious. Thankfully, sometime later, some mini pizzas would show up and a lot later, some type of roast.
The party following that was pretty dismal. The promised bands did show up but it was a rather non-moving preformance aisde from the fact that the people there were all old and I didn't feel like talking to them. Thus my only alternative was to fire up the six beers I brought with J-Bun in an attempt to salvage what looked to be a failure in the making.
Thankfully, BPIC would show up a little later after returning from his boar hunting. Naturally he had a little magic in his pocket and a couple of us venutred upstairs to indulge in the magic show.
When we came back down there was some improv jams going on which was pretty cool. One guy had some pretty sick freestyles going on and one of BPIC's buds was pulling some mad notes on the drums. That went on for a little while until the 5-0 showed up with a nice fine for noise disturbance.
The party cooled off after that and J-Bun and I soon took off. We arrived back at the T-Bone palace for the end of the weekly beirut tourney. I kinda high and tired and wanted to go to bed but decided to be social and mingle.
Things were pretty normal until J-Bun got into a verbal scrap with Kickfiend. Under normal circumstances, he's a pretty cool guy but with likely 8-10 molsen kick's in him, things got slightly out of hand and ended with J-Bun getting slapped. At that point I stepped in and demanded an apology be made before things got too nutty. Thankfully the apology was quickly handed over and later a more meaningful apology was given to me. Molsen kick has been banned from tournies for this reason.
J-Bun and I retired after that figuring one slap was enough for the night. Once again, I slept pretty well.
Today has been mainly spent studying with a break for the gym. I got locked out again after forgetting my keys for the second time. That's life though.
Closing thoughts:
- Molsen Kick does strange things
- I've been told that a photo of BPIC and I giving each other a peck on the cheek is gay. The ladies seem to enjoy it though so I could care less.
- BPIC and BPICgal had some interest in me going out with a friend of their's (who hosted the potluck and party). There realy seems to be little in common between the two of us so I can't figure out why they thought it was a good idea.
- Pre-Drinking is a bad term. In theory this would be all the actions leading up to actual drinking if it was in fact pre-drinking. Thus it would be the warm up act of twisting caps and pouring drinks before they're consumed, right?
- I am a fantastic chef. Zouty Lagosy!
- Just close your eyes by Waterproof blonde is my song of the week
Waterproof Blonde - Just Clothes your eyes
Decieved by my eyes
in all I was told I should see
Opinions not mine
The person they taught me to be
One light in the dark
A vision of someone I knew
Then in the darkness
I saw a voice say I'm you
Inside me a light was turned on
Then I was alive
If you close your eyes
Your life, a naked truth revealed
Dreams you never lived and scars never heal
In the darkness light will take you to the other side
If I've been waiting there you'll see if you just close your eyes
Hearts uninspired
Trapped inside somebody's dream
Too close to the fire
Yet cold and so numb with the pain
The fever has broken
And the river has run to the sea
Washed to the ocean
And saved by your voice inside me
Inside me a light was turned on
then I was alive
If you close your eyes
your life a naked truth revealed
Dreams you never lived and scars never heal
In the darkness light will take you to the other side
If I've been waiting there you'll see if you just close your eyes
Never thought I would be here
So high in the air
this is my unanswered prayer
defined by another
so much wasted time
out of the darkness
each breath that I take will be mine
If you close your eyes
Your life, a naked truth revealed
Dreams you never lived and scars never heal
In the darkness light will take you to the other side
If I've been waiting there you'll see if you just close your eyes
If you just close your eyes
Friday, April 22, 2005
Too much
Well if I made one of my normal blog entries I think I could write a novel like BPIC. So I'm gonna resume the last few weeks in point form.
Sunday
I was very hungover and sad that the previous day had to end. I was also amazed at how much money I'd spent. A little too much. BPIC was over, we ate subs and watched Jay and Silent Bob strikes back. After that he left, I updated my website with semi pics and then went to bed and passed out.
Monday
Realized I was heading home the next day and thus had to pack for calgary or else I'd have nothing to take. Laundry was finished at which point we celebrated Keeves's B-day. That was messy. McM and the rest demolished alcohol. There was a 19 year old here who kept ranting about how good Donny Darko was. It's a good movie but not at a party. Oh well.
Tuesday
Went home and played video games and forgot to pick my sister up from the train station. Whoops!
Wednesday
Realized I needed to get stuff done instead of just playing video games. Cleaned up the house a little, went to the gym, did some groceries, made some delicious dinner. Thumper, BPIC and J-Bun (Previously action Gal) arrived and we chatted about how awesome Calgary was gonna be. No one wanted to sleep.
Thursday
Everyone wanted to sleep when it was time to hit the airport. So after some violent bed shaking, we were on our way to calgary. Plane ride was cramped and they served cardboard waffles but we were on our way to calgary!!! We arrived, tried to nap but that didn't work so we went and saw sin city which was messed up. Jessica Alba is hot though. Got back and went to train after being up for 20+ hours. That wasn't very pretty. Quickest grading ever followed that at a record 15 minutes. Went to the bar and I fell asleep in the comfy chair. Met EnglishMutt there who put us up at his place which was nice of him.
Friday
Went to Lake Louise for the day which was awesome. We threw timbits during the car ride there, took a trail down lake louise, bought some delicious citrus water, had dinner at the Keg and then threw muffins at the other car on the way back because we were out of timbits. Had a pint that night when we returned and turned in a little early to conserve energy for the next day.
Saturday
Course and a grading = tired T-Bone. It also means time to party like it was 1999! We were introduced to Peter's Drive-In that day which is a wickedly sweet venue. They have 32 or so flavours of Shakes amongst other items. I got a Root Beer shake, double cheeseburger and a chesse dog. It was delicious. Jfashion decided to get a large fry which was nutty because the serving size turned out to be the size of an adult head. No joke. Four of us couldn't put a dent in it. After failing that mission, we went to EnglishMutt's to shower and then we were off to Molly Mallone's. In summary, I had many pints of guinness, did many foolish things and made google eyes with a mini Britney Spears. I can't believe a hot girl was attracted to me. These things don't usually happen.
Sunday
Ugghhhhhh. Hungover training. The course was cut short because people were falling over. Everyone was dead tired. Naturally, I was dumb and went to the very end. After the course, we once again hit Peter's Drive-In as J-Bun wanted milkshakes and no one objected. After milksahkes, I think we napped but it was a blur at this point as fatigue had set in. That night we went to ScrewDriver Bill's/Corkscrew Bibs/BottleScrew Bill's. I don't acutally know what the real name is to this day. Drank a little, got slapped by a Shodan and then drank more. I wanted to go dancing but we decided to get nachos instead at EnglishMutt's. After two rounds of Nachos and burning some some wrapped greenish plant it was 4am and time to pass out.
Monday
Next morning it was time to pack and say goodbye to the nice folk who had hosted us. After having some food we concluded out trip with some shopping and then headed for the airport. I tried to lighten the sad atmosphere by saying that 'I was sad' over and over again but it was still sad.
Tuesday
Got home at 4am, slept and made it to 2/4 classes. Posted photos Calgary on my website, did some laundry and slept. Write-off day to catch up on sleep basically.
Wednesday
Saw Hook with J-Bun and BPIC to ease the Calgary withdrawl. We ate some delicious cake.
Thursday and Friday
Finished a final copy of the slideshow and caught up on sleep. Gonna run later.
Concluding thoughts:
- I want to be back in Calgary. Thanks to everyone who covered my fare so I could be part of this.
- I can't believe a hot girl flirted with me. That dosn't make any sense at all. Must be calgary water.
- Finally done the slideshow
- I am still very privilleged to have met so many wonderful and considerate people
- Website: zouty.recurse.org
Sunday
I was very hungover and sad that the previous day had to end. I was also amazed at how much money I'd spent. A little too much. BPIC was over, we ate subs and watched Jay and Silent Bob strikes back. After that he left, I updated my website with semi pics and then went to bed and passed out.
Monday
Realized I was heading home the next day and thus had to pack for calgary or else I'd have nothing to take. Laundry was finished at which point we celebrated Keeves's B-day. That was messy. McM and the rest demolished alcohol. There was a 19 year old here who kept ranting about how good Donny Darko was. It's a good movie but not at a party. Oh well.
Tuesday
Went home and played video games and forgot to pick my sister up from the train station. Whoops!
Wednesday
Realized I needed to get stuff done instead of just playing video games. Cleaned up the house a little, went to the gym, did some groceries, made some delicious dinner. Thumper, BPIC and J-Bun (Previously action Gal) arrived and we chatted about how awesome Calgary was gonna be. No one wanted to sleep.
Thursday
Everyone wanted to sleep when it was time to hit the airport. So after some violent bed shaking, we were on our way to calgary. Plane ride was cramped and they served cardboard waffles but we were on our way to calgary!!! We arrived, tried to nap but that didn't work so we went and saw sin city which was messed up. Jessica Alba is hot though. Got back and went to train after being up for 20+ hours. That wasn't very pretty. Quickest grading ever followed that at a record 15 minutes. Went to the bar and I fell asleep in the comfy chair. Met EnglishMutt there who put us up at his place which was nice of him.
Friday
Went to Lake Louise for the day which was awesome. We threw timbits during the car ride there, took a trail down lake louise, bought some delicious citrus water, had dinner at the Keg and then threw muffins at the other car on the way back because we were out of timbits. Had a pint that night when we returned and turned in a little early to conserve energy for the next day.
Saturday
Course and a grading = tired T-Bone. It also means time to party like it was 1999! We were introduced to Peter's Drive-In that day which is a wickedly sweet venue. They have 32 or so flavours of Shakes amongst other items. I got a Root Beer shake, double cheeseburger and a chesse dog. It was delicious. Jfashion decided to get a large fry which was nutty because the serving size turned out to be the size of an adult head. No joke. Four of us couldn't put a dent in it. After failing that mission, we went to EnglishMutt's to shower and then we were off to Molly Mallone's. In summary, I had many pints of guinness, did many foolish things and made google eyes with a mini Britney Spears. I can't believe a hot girl was attracted to me. These things don't usually happen.
Sunday
Ugghhhhhh. Hungover training. The course was cut short because people were falling over. Everyone was dead tired. Naturally, I was dumb and went to the very end. After the course, we once again hit Peter's Drive-In as J-Bun wanted milkshakes and no one objected. After milksahkes, I think we napped but it was a blur at this point as fatigue had set in. That night we went to ScrewDriver Bill's/Corkscrew Bibs/BottleScrew Bill's. I don't acutally know what the real name is to this day. Drank a little, got slapped by a Shodan and then drank more. I wanted to go dancing but we decided to get nachos instead at EnglishMutt's. After two rounds of Nachos and burning some some wrapped greenish plant it was 4am and time to pass out.
Monday
Next morning it was time to pack and say goodbye to the nice folk who had hosted us. After having some food we concluded out trip with some shopping and then headed for the airport. I tried to lighten the sad atmosphere by saying that 'I was sad' over and over again but it was still sad.
Tuesday
Got home at 4am, slept and made it to 2/4 classes. Posted photos Calgary on my website, did some laundry and slept. Write-off day to catch up on sleep basically.
Wednesday
Saw Hook with J-Bun and BPIC to ease the Calgary withdrawl. We ate some delicious cake.
Thursday and Friday
Finished a final copy of the slideshow and caught up on sleep. Gonna run later.
Concluding thoughts:
- I want to be back in Calgary. Thanks to everyone who covered my fare so I could be part of this.
- I can't believe a hot girl flirted with me. That dosn't make any sense at all. Must be calgary water.
- Finally done the slideshow
- I am still very privilleged to have met so many wonderful and considerate people
- Website: zouty.recurse.org
Tuesday, April 12, 2005
The Semi!
What an awesome day this turned out to be.
I awoke that morning to buy items for the breakfast I was suppose to hold but it turns out that most people were partying until six in the morning and thus would not end up making it. A couple stragglers, including a ridiculously hungover Jumpy would arrive. Things were pretty chill until rock climbing as we just chilled on the porch and chatted away in the warm sun.
The two thirty meeting time for rock climbing rolled around and about half the individuals who said that they were attending showed up on time. I was not suprised by this at all as no one is ever prompt in the club. That's just life though.
After making a few telephone calls, most items got straightened out. One individual decided to just not show up. I'll include a note here that if you want to know the best way to piss me off, then you should know that easiest way to do that is to say you're going to do something and then not do so without any explanation or apology. It's the rudest thing you could possibly do.
Thankfully the day progressed up from there and that was the only thing that would get me pissed. Rock climbing was a blast, I mingled, I climbed, I mingled more and snapped some hilariously funny photos. I had to do a little time shuffling since we started a little later but that was pretty easy.
Slideshow came next and as people trickled into the T-Bone Palace, I knew that this was gonna be exactly as I wanted it to be. My goal was to pay tribute to everyone who had played a role in my Jitsu run and I think when everyone saw the slideshow, they were content as everyone understood what I wanted to say in that we'd been part of something special.
Since we were a little past due on the clock, we didn't have too much reflection time to look at the photos and remember the awesome times but it was okay because we were on our way to make more.
Dinner was awesome. Just awesome. Food was awesome. The awards were awesome. The Bus was awesome for putting such a lavish meal together for everyone. I could not stop eating the delciousness. The theme was egyptian and there was everything from baba ganoush (sp?) to lamb kabobs. Magnificent.
From there we hit the palace again for some pre grizz drinks and then were off to the dance floor. As soon as we got there, we were into our shot stylings with a good ol prarie fire. It was crazilily strong and set my face on fire but it was okay since it was a good burn. Following that came the dancing in the extremely hot dance area. At this point something awesome happend that should have happend a long time ago.
Now I had not spoken of this on the blog because I don't like to harp on the bad but Fish and I had not spoken for almost three weeks. Even at large socials, snickery glances would go back and forth and that would be the extent of things between us. While on the dancefloor, my bladder decided it was washroom time. On the way there, I noticed another pack of us were on the way to the dance floor including Fish with the look that had become all too custom.
Within about thirty seconds, I decided it was time to quit acting like a hipster doofus and deal with things like a big boy would. So I went to the bar and got her one of her favourite drinks. After spilling half of it while trying to get back to the dance floor I would finally get back and offer it to her as a peace offering. Intially extending my hand, I'm sure she questioned whether I was aiming towards her but would confirm things by swiftly kicking her in the ass and affirming it. And thus, at least for the night, things were gonna be okay.
The dancing was awesome with the DJ playing some good oldies. I managed to get two requests in and they were both played which was amazing. When I tried for a third, I was notified that it was time for the last dance. I wasn't quite sure how time had flown by but while the chimes of 'One' began to play, I knew there were only two girls who I wanted to be dancing with.
For once, Sparxx never crossed my mind which was good and bad. Good in that I wouldn't be wasting time anymore but bad in that it was sad that such sincere feelings had turned to nothing.
But with the fitting lyric 'Is it getting better, or do you feel the same?' I knew which of the two I needed to be holding at the time. Thus I quickly apologized to ActionGal, who would warmly say 'you're right' and latched onto Fish. Things made sense then and in going with fate that night I whispered 'that it was time to fix things' and it is. It was good to be on the right path overall that night.
The rest of the night would find us back at my place, sipping on Scotch and other drinks until the sun came up. It was the end to a day that will forever stay in my heart and was a fitting way for T-Bone to exit the club. No sadness, no tears, just smiles.
I awoke that morning to buy items for the breakfast I was suppose to hold but it turns out that most people were partying until six in the morning and thus would not end up making it. A couple stragglers, including a ridiculously hungover Jumpy would arrive. Things were pretty chill until rock climbing as we just chilled on the porch and chatted away in the warm sun.
The two thirty meeting time for rock climbing rolled around and about half the individuals who said that they were attending showed up on time. I was not suprised by this at all as no one is ever prompt in the club. That's just life though.
After making a few telephone calls, most items got straightened out. One individual decided to just not show up. I'll include a note here that if you want to know the best way to piss me off, then you should know that easiest way to do that is to say you're going to do something and then not do so without any explanation or apology. It's the rudest thing you could possibly do.
Thankfully the day progressed up from there and that was the only thing that would get me pissed. Rock climbing was a blast, I mingled, I climbed, I mingled more and snapped some hilariously funny photos. I had to do a little time shuffling since we started a little later but that was pretty easy.
Slideshow came next and as people trickled into the T-Bone Palace, I knew that this was gonna be exactly as I wanted it to be. My goal was to pay tribute to everyone who had played a role in my Jitsu run and I think when everyone saw the slideshow, they were content as everyone understood what I wanted to say in that we'd been part of something special.
Since we were a little past due on the clock, we didn't have too much reflection time to look at the photos and remember the awesome times but it was okay because we were on our way to make more.
Dinner was awesome. Just awesome. Food was awesome. The awards were awesome. The Bus was awesome for putting such a lavish meal together for everyone. I could not stop eating the delciousness. The theme was egyptian and there was everything from baba ganoush (sp?) to lamb kabobs. Magnificent.
From there we hit the palace again for some pre grizz drinks and then were off to the dance floor. As soon as we got there, we were into our shot stylings with a good ol prarie fire. It was crazilily strong and set my face on fire but it was okay since it was a good burn. Following that came the dancing in the extremely hot dance area. At this point something awesome happend that should have happend a long time ago.
Now I had not spoken of this on the blog because I don't like to harp on the bad but Fish and I had not spoken for almost three weeks. Even at large socials, snickery glances would go back and forth and that would be the extent of things between us. While on the dancefloor, my bladder decided it was washroom time. On the way there, I noticed another pack of us were on the way to the dance floor including Fish with the look that had become all too custom.
Within about thirty seconds, I decided it was time to quit acting like a hipster doofus and deal with things like a big boy would. So I went to the bar and got her one of her favourite drinks. After spilling half of it while trying to get back to the dance floor I would finally get back and offer it to her as a peace offering. Intially extending my hand, I'm sure she questioned whether I was aiming towards her but would confirm things by swiftly kicking her in the ass and affirming it. And thus, at least for the night, things were gonna be okay.
The dancing was awesome with the DJ playing some good oldies. I managed to get two requests in and they were both played which was amazing. When I tried for a third, I was notified that it was time for the last dance. I wasn't quite sure how time had flown by but while the chimes of 'One' began to play, I knew there were only two girls who I wanted to be dancing with.
For once, Sparxx never crossed my mind which was good and bad. Good in that I wouldn't be wasting time anymore but bad in that it was sad that such sincere feelings had turned to nothing.
But with the fitting lyric 'Is it getting better, or do you feel the same?' I knew which of the two I needed to be holding at the time. Thus I quickly apologized to ActionGal, who would warmly say 'you're right' and latched onto Fish. Things made sense then and in going with fate that night I whispered 'that it was time to fix things' and it is. It was good to be on the right path overall that night.
The rest of the night would find us back at my place, sipping on Scotch and other drinks until the sun came up. It was the end to a day that will forever stay in my heart and was a fitting way for T-Bone to exit the club. No sadness, no tears, just smiles.
Monday, April 11, 2005
A long overdue post
According to my log, the last time I posted was after the Queen's grading and even that was very short. Thus for brevities sake I'm just going to resume the event between then and friday.
-Fuckin exams!!!!!
-Slideshow came along well and was a treat (I think) to those who watched it
-24 rocked the house. Jack killed 40 or more people. One person he 'stabbed in the heart'.
-Feast a Mania came and went but much like Batista overcame Triple H, the Batista Burger was just that much better than cerebral assassin pate.
-Overall wrestlemania was a treat
When exams were said and done, I was definately gald to walk away from them. I had no motivation in the last one and unfortunately it showed. The rest of them all went pretty well thankfully. Overall though I was just glad to be done.
When I got home I immediately proceeded to do all the things that get left behind. The washroom was throughly cleaned and once that was done, I cleaned myself up with a shave, shower and haircut (not on my own, at the salon). That took me to about 5 ish at which point to overall fatigue of the last week had set in. At that point I just sat in my chair and vegitated for about 30 mins and watched wrestlemania again. From there I attempted to finalize numbers for dinner and climbing for the Semi-Formal.
Next came the session which was my last at Queen's. I was super exhausted at his point so naturally I got a good warmup going with lots of breakfalling and thankfully it did the trick and woke me up. The session itself was good with an intro for Action Gal into the kamikazi ways of Jitsu teaching. In the end, it was a nice farewell as a member of the Queen's Club as next year I'll just be a guest. It wasn't as emotional as I thought it would be, mainly because I was pretty beat.
From there, I attempted to socialize as much as my body would let me. The X-ray folk were participating in an unofficial pub crawl so I joined them at the Brass where they had a shot and then moved on towards MyBar. I got kind of excited at this point and started buying people drinks and in about thirty minutes I had laid down about $50 dollars of which $7 or so were spent on me. It's a good thing I don't make a habit out of this. Its also good that shots were cheap as a fuck at MyBar, otherwise I might have done something more foolish.
The X-ray folk decided that they were heading to the Toucan (which is downtown) and so I decided to leave at this point and head over to Jumpy's who was holding the last party ever at his house. When I got there, there were a fair amount of people there which is how I enjoy it as it is condusive to socializing. I talked to a few about their attendence at the Semi and chastized those who gave me the wrong answer. At about 1 am, the dancing picked up. I made a critical judgement that I needed sleep if I was going to enjoy the Semi-Formal the next day and cut out here. Sometimes I wish I had unlimited stamina and could do everything as long as I wanted but unfortunately and confined to the laws of man. I think I passed out as soon as I hit the bed and didn't wake up until the next day...
... which was the Semi-Formal!!!
-Fuckin exams!!!!!
-Slideshow came along well and was a treat (I think) to those who watched it
-24 rocked the house. Jack killed 40 or more people. One person he 'stabbed in the heart'.
-Feast a Mania came and went but much like Batista overcame Triple H, the Batista Burger was just that much better than cerebral assassin pate.
-Overall wrestlemania was a treat
When exams were said and done, I was definately gald to walk away from them. I had no motivation in the last one and unfortunately it showed. The rest of them all went pretty well thankfully. Overall though I was just glad to be done.
When I got home I immediately proceeded to do all the things that get left behind. The washroom was throughly cleaned and once that was done, I cleaned myself up with a shave, shower and haircut (not on my own, at the salon). That took me to about 5 ish at which point to overall fatigue of the last week had set in. At that point I just sat in my chair and vegitated for about 30 mins and watched wrestlemania again. From there I attempted to finalize numbers for dinner and climbing for the Semi-Formal.
Next came the session which was my last at Queen's. I was super exhausted at his point so naturally I got a good warmup going with lots of breakfalling and thankfully it did the trick and woke me up. The session itself was good with an intro for Action Gal into the kamikazi ways of Jitsu teaching. In the end, it was a nice farewell as a member of the Queen's Club as next year I'll just be a guest. It wasn't as emotional as I thought it would be, mainly because I was pretty beat.
From there, I attempted to socialize as much as my body would let me. The X-ray folk were participating in an unofficial pub crawl so I joined them at the Brass where they had a shot and then moved on towards MyBar. I got kind of excited at this point and started buying people drinks and in about thirty minutes I had laid down about $50 dollars of which $7 or so were spent on me. It's a good thing I don't make a habit out of this. Its also good that shots were cheap as a fuck at MyBar, otherwise I might have done something more foolish.
The X-ray folk decided that they were heading to the Toucan (which is downtown) and so I decided to leave at this point and head over to Jumpy's who was holding the last party ever at his house. When I got there, there were a fair amount of people there which is how I enjoy it as it is condusive to socializing. I talked to a few about their attendence at the Semi and chastized those who gave me the wrong answer. At about 1 am, the dancing picked up. I made a critical judgement that I needed sleep if I was going to enjoy the Semi-Formal the next day and cut out here. Sometimes I wish I had unlimited stamina and could do everything as long as I wanted but unfortunately and confined to the laws of man. I think I passed out as soon as I hit the bed and didn't wake up until the next day...
... which was the Semi-Formal!!!
Sunday, April 03, 2005
Frekin Exams
Alright, so exams are pissing me off. I can't even write a good entry to entail how happy I was about the grading. The only thing I can say is that in summary I am very proud overall to have been part of the grading (even as an uke) and moreso about the fine candidates that recieved their belts. Congrats all.
I've posted some pictures from the social afterwards with blogger and picasa. I don't like this format. Tell me if you like it.
I've posted some pictures from the social afterwards with blogger and picasa. I don't like this format. Tell me if you like it.
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