This weekend has been one for the books and certainly a fitting set of events worthy of a hundredeth post. The week of work had been good and I'd gotten a few good comments about how well I was progressing that inspired me to reward myself with a weekend trip to kingston for homecomming and peterborough for a grading.
I arrived back in k-town a little later than expected and as such was unable to train that night. Because of this, I just watched and concluded that the night itself would be quiet. However, this couldn't be farther from the truth.
The session ran a little past the end time so that Anders could get a little bit of dark blue training in before his grading on the saturday. Since I wasn't training, I decided to leave early and head off to a kegger on aberdeen while it was quiet and could actually get beer and socialize. To my surprise, I actually accomplished this and got to talk to a few people before the house became packed.
I've never been one for the packed house especially when I don't know anyone so I decided to head off to a jitsu social. The night started off slowly as I was the second jitsuka there. I thought things would take a dive there, but Killer Jr picked things up with his over the top enthusiasm. The night would evolve into a pizza party complete with lots of cookies, fruit, scotch, beer, dancing and a bit of recreational smoking. Big ups to Killer Jr!
The next morning I awoke bright and early to head to peterborough to beat on Anders for his dark blue belt grading. And beat we did. The browns all landed some good shots including myself and there was also some extra fun stuff I can't mention without getting in trouble for. To his credit though, the CLB held his own and fought til the end on one wheel. Kudos to CLB2!
We headed to the Stone that night for the usual fun, food and drinking. It was nice to see a lot of the jitsu faces again, while swaping stories and reliving fun grading moments. After dinner, we headed back home for K-town as I wanted observe the aberdeen madness and hang out with a few friends.
Aberdeen was fucking nuts! The cops tried to maintain control as best they could but things realy got out of hand. I'd heard that someone broke their leg and when the ambulance came, people were jumping on the back and shaking the ambulance. As if that wasn't enough, they overturned someone's car and were standing on it randomly down the street. I was all for the street party and its good fun but this time there was just a little too much reckless mayhem for me.
With that I decided to take a break from all the crazyness and get some water at A and P as I was quite parched from the grading. I ended up running into J-Bun and her housemate randomly in my crusade for bottled water and they ended up comming back with me to Aberdeen.
When we got back we found that the cops had created lines blocking all entrances to aberdeen and william. We were initially going to abandone the idea of going in when we noticed people sneaking in through a backyard and so we followed. We hung out there for a little bit longer and after a bit more socializing, we headed back to the J-Bun palace.
The next morning J-Bun and I got breakfast at the Brew Pub and rented Bride and Prejudice which is pretty good. I believe one of the folk's who stopped into watch it with us said it was like a real life version of Aladdin. From there I got on a train back to the Wall and left behind me an awesome weekend.
Why so awesome? Well, for one I found out the monstrous ticket which had been the subject of contreversy the previous week had been dropped and that good actions from the past can sometimes come in handy when you need a little help for a monstrous ticket.
Secondly, J-Bun and I are going to give the relationship thing one more shot. My reasons for this are simple in that the last time things broke off was because I was attracted to someone else and didn't want to string her along needlessly. I also didn't want to get into a relationship with someone in the club. Now, I'm way beyond a senseless crush and no longer part of the club officially. The only thing working against us is the distance but things are being taken slow so major goofs aren't made. Only the future will tell how things evolve and work out.
Closing thoughts:
- I just believe people have good in them to do right. Sue me if you don't like it.
- Things seem to be passing through and evolution in my life and while shedding an old skin, something new is emerging. With stronger hopes, convictions and dedication than ever.
- I've lost weight!
- I got a top download speed of 675 kb/s which is super awesome! So far I've seen it twice. At least Cornwall is good for something.
- I'm planning on seeing Bon Jovi in Montreal which is sweet! December 17th baby!
- 49 weeks til Vancouver!
Current Song: Bon Jovi - Novacaine
Current Mood: "Just a home town boy on a rolling stone"
(T-Bone: With the new Bon Jovi album out, I've come back to my desire of wanting to be a cowboy.
Thumper: Oh really..... T-Bone the Kid...... 'Fastest O-Soto-Gari in the West')
Tuesday, September 27, 2005
Sunday, September 18, 2005
99th Post!
Wowzers. Can't believe I'm at 99 already considering I've only had the blog for a year. For those keeping count at home that's almost one for every three days. That piece of info should provide useful for the few who like to bug me to post as they now know how long to wait.
Today is the 18th of september and two weeks of the program are done already. Suprinsingly enough, they've actually been quite fun. My clinical instructor is super nice and got a good sense of humour and the other two students I'm there with are cool as well. Makes for a fun and positive learning environment.
The social scene there is lacking so for the second week in a row I'm back in kingston hanging around, saying hi to new faces and just soaking up all goodness kingston has to offer.
Friday was the first big Jitsu social and though I'm not actually part of the club anymore (and in turn more of a vagabond) I wanted to attend and let all the new folks know how the jitsu crowd hangs and bangs. I had not brought alcohol that night and in turn wasn't planning on drinking. However, when a 2-4 of heiniken was brought to the part along with two bottles of Glenmorrangie, things quickly changed. Next think I know it was four am and four of us had finished more than one and a half bottles of the scotch. Thumper wanted to finish the second bottle completely but I vetoed that idea in favour of preserving my stomach lining.
The next morning wasn't as horrible as I would have imagined as I'd managed to get a couple glasses of water into me before passing out. I was able to get a few things done during the day before settling into the nights events which was good. The night's events themselves were quite interesting and spanned from the good to the ugly. My first stop last night was a gathering of the current run of x-ray students from last years class as well as the new class. It was nice to see everyone again and swap stories about everyone's placement. I got to meet next year's cornwall students which was good as it was one of my goals to create a better liason to the cornwall movement since mine was lacking. One of the two girls was smoking hot too which was an added bonus and will make interacting with her all the easier.
After a couple hours of chatting and getting a beer at the AleHouse, I decided to duck out in favour of attending final beirut. I arrived to the end trails of the actual playing but got to chatting quite a bit. There was this cool teacher there who I spoke to for a couple minutes about the nature of being a good teacher and the mutual benefits of instruction. However, the party ended there as the cops pulled up on the lawn about a noise complaint they had recieved. What ended up resulting is that the officer issued them at $235 ticket for the noise violation. Everyone was a gasp at this point at the size of this ticket since there had never been a warning. In an attempt to see what could be done, I thought I'd go over to one of the cops, who I knew pretty well and see what the details were surrounding the complaint. However I was soon stopped in my tracks by ignorance since I was at the bottom step of the porch with a beer in my hand.
From there I was belittled about being stupid and adding another violation. (Strike one for trying to help). However, I let that slide and still managed to get a hold of the one cop. I didn't gather very much other than the obvious homecomming crackdown on noise but I think the other cop, who had issued the ticket, saw that I was politely exchanging with his friend and when I approached him to talk to him, his tone of voice changed from the angered cop (since McM was yelling at him) to something more somber. After some discussion, what I had gathered is that in retrospect, he did regret laying such a heavy fine on the group but couldn't do anything to change it since it had been put through the system. So from there, we'd have to go to court and appeal it in his presence.
That was the end of the discussion since he had other work to be done and he was on his way. After leaving, McM decided to start cursing his name and when I piped up to just say he was doing his job I was called ignorant (strike two for trying to help). Since I knew a few cops, I still tried to convince McM that the officer was just doing his job at which point the two cop friends were blasted since they were 'part of the jitsu group'. (Strike three for trying to help). Needless to say I was out since it was either leave or get into a verbal altercation.
So I went from meeting lots of new faces to spending a good half hour talking to the popo. That's definately a worthy 99th post. Hopefully 100 will be just as monumental.
Current Song: Maroon Five - Sunday Morning
Current Mood: Lethargic
Today is the 18th of september and two weeks of the program are done already. Suprinsingly enough, they've actually been quite fun. My clinical instructor is super nice and got a good sense of humour and the other two students I'm there with are cool as well. Makes for a fun and positive learning environment.
The social scene there is lacking so for the second week in a row I'm back in kingston hanging around, saying hi to new faces and just soaking up all goodness kingston has to offer.
Friday was the first big Jitsu social and though I'm not actually part of the club anymore (and in turn more of a vagabond) I wanted to attend and let all the new folks know how the jitsu crowd hangs and bangs. I had not brought alcohol that night and in turn wasn't planning on drinking. However, when a 2-4 of heiniken was brought to the part along with two bottles of Glenmorrangie, things quickly changed. Next think I know it was four am and four of us had finished more than one and a half bottles of the scotch. Thumper wanted to finish the second bottle completely but I vetoed that idea in favour of preserving my stomach lining.
The next morning wasn't as horrible as I would have imagined as I'd managed to get a couple glasses of water into me before passing out. I was able to get a few things done during the day before settling into the nights events which was good. The night's events themselves were quite interesting and spanned from the good to the ugly. My first stop last night was a gathering of the current run of x-ray students from last years class as well as the new class. It was nice to see everyone again and swap stories about everyone's placement. I got to meet next year's cornwall students which was good as it was one of my goals to create a better liason to the cornwall movement since mine was lacking. One of the two girls was smoking hot too which was an added bonus and will make interacting with her all the easier.
After a couple hours of chatting and getting a beer at the AleHouse, I decided to duck out in favour of attending final beirut. I arrived to the end trails of the actual playing but got to chatting quite a bit. There was this cool teacher there who I spoke to for a couple minutes about the nature of being a good teacher and the mutual benefits of instruction. However, the party ended there as the cops pulled up on the lawn about a noise complaint they had recieved. What ended up resulting is that the officer issued them at $235 ticket for the noise violation. Everyone was a gasp at this point at the size of this ticket since there had never been a warning. In an attempt to see what could be done, I thought I'd go over to one of the cops, who I knew pretty well and see what the details were surrounding the complaint. However I was soon stopped in my tracks by ignorance since I was at the bottom step of the porch with a beer in my hand.
From there I was belittled about being stupid and adding another violation. (Strike one for trying to help). However, I let that slide and still managed to get a hold of the one cop. I didn't gather very much other than the obvious homecomming crackdown on noise but I think the other cop, who had issued the ticket, saw that I was politely exchanging with his friend and when I approached him to talk to him, his tone of voice changed from the angered cop (since McM was yelling at him) to something more somber. After some discussion, what I had gathered is that in retrospect, he did regret laying such a heavy fine on the group but couldn't do anything to change it since it had been put through the system. So from there, we'd have to go to court and appeal it in his presence.
That was the end of the discussion since he had other work to be done and he was on his way. After leaving, McM decided to start cursing his name and when I piped up to just say he was doing his job I was called ignorant (strike two for trying to help). Since I knew a few cops, I still tried to convince McM that the officer was just doing his job at which point the two cop friends were blasted since they were 'part of the jitsu group'. (Strike three for trying to help). Needless to say I was out since it was either leave or get into a verbal altercation.
So I went from meeting lots of new faces to spending a good half hour talking to the popo. That's definately a worthy 99th post. Hopefully 100 will be just as monumental.
Current Song: Maroon Five - Sunday Morning
Current Mood: Lethargic
Tuesday, September 13, 2005
"This is the start of something good..."
Well folks, I'm in Cornwall Ontario now. After wrapping my Kingston tenure up with a bit of jitsu, I boarded a train for my new home. I was kinda POed that morning based on another round of nonsense that had been thrown my way so it never realy hit me that I was leaving and I didn't get sad.
The next few days I spent unpacking and exploring the city which isn't that big so it didn't take that long. I had no internet and no phone for a weekend and spent those culture shock moments just reading. If cogeco wasn't retarded and had given me a specific time appointment, as oppose to a full day, I might have had internet that weekend. However, I did not want to sit at home all daywaiting especially with my parents visiting from brampton.
Speaking of my parents, having them here was definately a booster for my spirits as I was quite home sick. I consider myself pretty strong but something within seemed to long for something familiar in such a new place. Having them here gave that.
Here are some photos of my new place for anyone that's interested:
Tuesday to Friday was spent at the hospital getting oriented with the program and reviewing items from the previous year. My clinical co-ordinator is super nice and I think it's gonna make for a pretty fun year. We went out to four bars that night and saw a total of 12 people and four of those people were the band playing at a local club that night.
That being said, I jumped on the first train the next day to Kingston as I wasn't going to stick around this rut with everyone there having fun. When I arrived I was suprised to hear that a few unexpected familiar faces were there. It turns out that most of the Aberdeen posse was down and with that, we were back on the town again for a good ol fashion night complete with Mosie/Zout rants, Elixer and booze. Needless to to say I definately had a lot of fun but would pay for it the next day. I woke up feeling fine but it was all a deception as the day was spent playing Prince of Persia in hangover mode.
I would eventually recover and after visiting the Griswold's for dinner, I would be on my way back to the Wall. Monday was rough as I'd had little sleep over the weekend and realy gotten nothing done at home. However, I've since picked up the slack and gotten myself back up to speed.
Tommorrow is hospital orientation. Boring!
Current Song: Bon Jovi - Have a nice day
Current Mood: Ready for Rest
The next few days I spent unpacking and exploring the city which isn't that big so it didn't take that long. I had no internet and no phone for a weekend and spent those culture shock moments just reading. If cogeco wasn't retarded and had given me a specific time appointment, as oppose to a full day, I might have had internet that weekend. However, I did not want to sit at home all daywaiting especially with my parents visiting from brampton.
Speaking of my parents, having them here was definately a booster for my spirits as I was quite home sick. I consider myself pretty strong but something within seemed to long for something familiar in such a new place. Having them here gave that.
Here are some photos of my new place for anyone that's interested:
Tuesday to Friday was spent at the hospital getting oriented with the program and reviewing items from the previous year. My clinical co-ordinator is super nice and I think it's gonna make for a pretty fun year. We went out to four bars that night and saw a total of 12 people and four of those people were the band playing at a local club that night.
That being said, I jumped on the first train the next day to Kingston as I wasn't going to stick around this rut with everyone there having fun. When I arrived I was suprised to hear that a few unexpected familiar faces were there. It turns out that most of the Aberdeen posse was down and with that, we were back on the town again for a good ol fashion night complete with Mosie/Zout rants, Elixer and booze. Needless to to say I definately had a lot of fun but would pay for it the next day. I woke up feeling fine but it was all a deception as the day was spent playing Prince of Persia in hangover mode.
I would eventually recover and after visiting the Griswold's for dinner, I would be on my way back to the Wall. Monday was rough as I'd had little sleep over the weekend and realy gotten nothing done at home. However, I've since picked up the slack and gotten myself back up to speed.
Tommorrow is hospital orientation. Boring!
Current Song: Bon Jovi - Have a nice day
Current Mood: Ready for Rest
Friday, August 26, 2005
The Camp Trip
I'm not sure why it's taken me this long to post again especially considering I'm doing a whole lot of nothing these days. My theory is that nothing leads to more nothing almost as if it was contagious and you need to do something to get other things done.
Camping last weekend was a lot of fun. We arrived at Murphy's point with one of two maps that we'd printed for ourselves at about sixish. After registering and setting camp at our site we set out to Perth to get some dinner. We firstly went to some little ritzy place with a nice atrium. There we had nachos and bruschetta and a few beers. At some point in the night, I came to the conclusion that there is stash of very attractive women in perth.
Later, we cruzed out of there to BK to get some whoppers. In half jest, we came up with a plan to start conversations with female parties by posing as travel journalists from Kingston. The next morning, I acquired a little notepad to write notes in and my acting role as a reporter began. We would never end up returning to Perth, but I did make some random notes in preperation for if we did so it would look like I had actually done some research. They go as follows:
- Pirate Bay
- followed blonde down street
- 2" gap
- do from behind
- You're the reporter
- RA says no, Zout is not the reporter
- How now brown cow
- Are you sure this is a parking spot?
- it is now!
- There is no appeal
- McM says 'F'n Traffic Jam!'
- Parked at 2 Wilson
- by Gore (left)
- Dash said maybe past Gore
- Dash spots cougar
- RA wants to abort search for Imperial
- Wilson and North (pass Gore)
- decided its a running gag
- Dash was taking a photo of the mailboxes all aligned
- RA was behind him and couldn't get the shot
- I waited in the car waiting for them to take pictures; not realy interested in the mailboxes
- whole minutes pass completing this task
- I still feel relieved from dumping earlier
- it was worth all the trouble
- Powerbook as portable storage device
- McM parked in someone's driveway
- Dash brought Mika
- He likes it because it's beautiful
- As a kid he was enthralled by it
- The park wants to give snakes a 'brake'
- Useful camp items: Big Tent, Dining Tent, Halogen Lamp, Tiki Torches, Grill and Propane, Frying Pan and Spatula, Fresh Fruit
- McM has precision chopping; my accuracy is quite poor
- Holy Cow!
- RA dosn't like cherries
- RA claims MMMbop is a measure of time
- He also said MK was singing it wrong
- RA claims his upper bossem hurts
- Clear skies on day 3
- My face and hair hurt from lack of cleaning
Random notes. All of them but, it's interesting to note some of the things that were noted but are now forgotten. I would recommend it once to write all thoughts down in a 10 minute span and look at it later. It's kinda neat.
As for camping proper, it was awesome. We chopped wood (illegally), threw the hatchet, made smores, cooked lots of bacon, drank beers and threw the frisbee. Overall very rewarding.
I've spent this week mainly packing and lazing. Doing a lot of excercising and jitsu. On sunday I'm moving all my jazz down to my cornwall apartment. Then I dissapear on friday.
Tune in next thursday for the finale of the 4-3-9 where zout parts for Cornwall. There is already a special guest cameo planned by the Hamma! and who knows who else might show up. It could be riotous. I predict drinking, dancing and merryment!
Also, my new cell phone is awesome. I love it and everyone should call me on it. Call now!
Camping last weekend was a lot of fun. We arrived at Murphy's point with one of two maps that we'd printed for ourselves at about sixish. After registering and setting camp at our site we set out to Perth to get some dinner. We firstly went to some little ritzy place with a nice atrium. There we had nachos and bruschetta and a few beers. At some point in the night, I came to the conclusion that there is stash of very attractive women in perth.
Later, we cruzed out of there to BK to get some whoppers. In half jest, we came up with a plan to start conversations with female parties by posing as travel journalists from Kingston. The next morning, I acquired a little notepad to write notes in and my acting role as a reporter began. We would never end up returning to Perth, but I did make some random notes in preperation for if we did so it would look like I had actually done some research. They go as follows:
- Pirate Bay
- followed blonde down street
- 2" gap
- do from behind
- You're the reporter
- RA says no, Zout is not the reporter
- How now brown cow
- Are you sure this is a parking spot?
- it is now!
- There is no appeal
- McM says 'F'n Traffic Jam!'
- Parked at 2 Wilson
- by Gore (left)
- Dash said maybe past Gore
- Dash spots cougar
- RA wants to abort search for Imperial
- Wilson and North (pass Gore)
- decided its a running gag
- Dash was taking a photo of the mailboxes all aligned
- RA was behind him and couldn't get the shot
- I waited in the car waiting for them to take pictures; not realy interested in the mailboxes
- whole minutes pass completing this task
- I still feel relieved from dumping earlier
- it was worth all the trouble
- Powerbook as portable storage device
- McM parked in someone's driveway
- Dash brought Mika
- He likes it because it's beautiful
- As a kid he was enthralled by it
- The park wants to give snakes a 'brake'
- Useful camp items: Big Tent, Dining Tent, Halogen Lamp, Tiki Torches, Grill and Propane, Frying Pan and Spatula, Fresh Fruit
- McM has precision chopping; my accuracy is quite poor
- Holy Cow!
- RA dosn't like cherries
- RA claims MMMbop is a measure of time
- He also said MK was singing it wrong
- RA claims his upper bossem hurts
- Clear skies on day 3
- My face and hair hurt from lack of cleaning
Random notes. All of them but, it's interesting to note some of the things that were noted but are now forgotten. I would recommend it once to write all thoughts down in a 10 minute span and look at it later. It's kinda neat.
As for camping proper, it was awesome. We chopped wood (illegally), threw the hatchet, made smores, cooked lots of bacon, drank beers and threw the frisbee. Overall very rewarding.
I've spent this week mainly packing and lazing. Doing a lot of excercising and jitsu. On sunday I'm moving all my jazz down to my cornwall apartment. Then I dissapear on friday.
Tune in next thursday for the finale of the 4-3-9 where zout parts for Cornwall. There is already a special guest cameo planned by the Hamma! and who knows who else might show up. It could be riotous. I predict drinking, dancing and merryment!
Also, my new cell phone is awesome. I love it and everyone should call me on it. Call now!
Wednesday, August 17, 2005
Series Finale
It's almost ridiculous how this feels like the Series Finale of the 439. Soon I'll be leaving, much the same way someone always leaves at the end of a series to give it reason to end. There are a few episodes left before the end (and the McM spinoff begins) which include:
- The Camp Trip
- Zout teaches BPIC's club one week
But then comes the series finale, 'Zout parts to Cornwall'.
The past few episodes have not been that entertaining since the long weekend. I spent a week or so pulling items out of my organized mass of stuff and put it on e-bay. Overall the process was pretty straight forward and anyone can do it. That being said here are a few pointers I'll leave for others that I wish I'd had in the beginning:
- Pictures sell. Put up as many pictures that you would want to see of an item you were thinking about buying.
- Keep the text simple. Don't write a novel about your product. If people have questions, they'll message you.
- Paypal works. Use it.
- Shipping works like this. If standard postage in Canada is X, the Xpresspost in canada is 1.5X and shipping to the states is 2.5X. And don't forget overhead like costs of boxes and packing materials. It all adds up.
- Start bids low even if its an expensive item. People like to see cheap items they think they can afford. Expensive items will inevitably go up.
That's about all off the top of my head for tips. When I wasn't ebaying, I would be doing work around the house like painting trim and cleaning up. The week after, I painted the main floor in my sisters house. More work, less fun.
Upon finishing that I decided to head back to K-town to get the gears moving for the Cornwall movement. I arrived friday and cleaned up my computer and tidied up the house a little bit. I didn't want to do much since the course was the next day.
The course itself was awesome. For once in my jitsu run, I felt like I was working at 110% and I was super pumped for everything we were doing. That, in addition to getting semi intoxicated and sleeping on hard wood, sent me into hurt bag mode the next day. I realy didn't say or do much except for eat and sleep while my body attempted to repair all the damage.
Monday I awoke to McM telling me there was a ride waiting for me to Cornwall that morning if I wanted it with his Mom. The catch was that I had to be ready in the next hour (this included a pre apartment hunt). After throwing things together that I needed, we were on our way. Mrs. K gave me a small tour around and after going to work, gave me her vehicle to go apartment hunting which was very kind of her. I eventually found a place which is located at:
1430 1st Street East, Apt 308
Cornwall, ON
K6H 6H1
Upon returning to the hospital to return Mrs. K's vehicle, I was told that she had arranged a ride back for me to Kingston and that I wouldn't have to take the train. Mrs. K = awesome.
The ride was from one on McM's sister's friend's who I'll name chatterbox. She was very polite and courteous with me in the car up until we got into town and she saw McM at which point she morphed into this chatterbox. Overall, still two thumbs up to her for giving me a ride back without going on a friend's mom's word.
That brings us to now. I just got myself a new cellphone and plan for the move and think I'm going to be living off my cell phone and internet. I pretty much do that now anyways.
The past few months, I've felt like I've been growing up. I got rid of all my old toys, arranged my tuition loans and will have my own place. It's almost like I'm reponsible. That's a scary thought.
Current Song: Backstreet Boys - Never Gone
Current Mood: Excited about my new cell phone!
- The Camp Trip
- Zout teaches BPIC's club one week
But then comes the series finale, 'Zout parts to Cornwall'.
The past few episodes have not been that entertaining since the long weekend. I spent a week or so pulling items out of my organized mass of stuff and put it on e-bay. Overall the process was pretty straight forward and anyone can do it. That being said here are a few pointers I'll leave for others that I wish I'd had in the beginning:
- Pictures sell. Put up as many pictures that you would want to see of an item you were thinking about buying.
- Keep the text simple. Don't write a novel about your product. If people have questions, they'll message you.
- Paypal works. Use it.
- Shipping works like this. If standard postage in Canada is X, the Xpresspost in canada is 1.5X and shipping to the states is 2.5X. And don't forget overhead like costs of boxes and packing materials. It all adds up.
- Start bids low even if its an expensive item. People like to see cheap items they think they can afford. Expensive items will inevitably go up.
That's about all off the top of my head for tips. When I wasn't ebaying, I would be doing work around the house like painting trim and cleaning up. The week after, I painted the main floor in my sisters house. More work, less fun.
Upon finishing that I decided to head back to K-town to get the gears moving for the Cornwall movement. I arrived friday and cleaned up my computer and tidied up the house a little bit. I didn't want to do much since the course was the next day.
The course itself was awesome. For once in my jitsu run, I felt like I was working at 110% and I was super pumped for everything we were doing. That, in addition to getting semi intoxicated and sleeping on hard wood, sent me into hurt bag mode the next day. I realy didn't say or do much except for eat and sleep while my body attempted to repair all the damage.
Monday I awoke to McM telling me there was a ride waiting for me to Cornwall that morning if I wanted it with his Mom. The catch was that I had to be ready in the next hour (this included a pre apartment hunt). After throwing things together that I needed, we were on our way. Mrs. K gave me a small tour around and after going to work, gave me her vehicle to go apartment hunting which was very kind of her. I eventually found a place which is located at:
1430 1st Street East, Apt 308
Cornwall, ON
K6H 6H1
Upon returning to the hospital to return Mrs. K's vehicle, I was told that she had arranged a ride back for me to Kingston and that I wouldn't have to take the train. Mrs. K = awesome.
The ride was from one on McM's sister's friend's who I'll name chatterbox. She was very polite and courteous with me in the car up until we got into town and she saw McM at which point she morphed into this chatterbox. Overall, still two thumbs up to her for giving me a ride back without going on a friend's mom's word.
That brings us to now. I just got myself a new cellphone and plan for the move and think I'm going to be living off my cell phone and internet. I pretty much do that now anyways.
The past few months, I've felt like I've been growing up. I got rid of all my old toys, arranged my tuition loans and will have my own place. It's almost like I'm reponsible. That's a scary thought.
Current Song: Backstreet Boys - Never Gone
Current Mood: Excited about my new cell phone!
Thursday, August 04, 2005
The laminate has ended
The conclusion of laminate installation has ended. Overall, it wasn't that bad except for the fact that working with my father drove my nuts. I'm slow and recognize things and thus I like to take my time and do things right. This means looking at problems at thinking them through. My father is the opposite where he comes up with some crazy solution (in most cases) and decides that its the best. Thus there were quite a few times we conflicted and it ended up with some sketch work in some places. (Especially the day when he decided to do things without me and finished things off in a less than professional manner.) The trade off in this is that its their house for the most part from here on in.
I've packed up the majority of things that I have and have them boxed up in the storage downstairs. It took almost four days straight of organizing and packing but I got it done. I've moved on now to getting rid of all the 'junk' that I've amassed so that if I do end up in Vancouver in september of 2006 I won't have much keeping me here. It's working for now but slowly.
I took a trip down to K-town this weekend with the dual intention of bringing back all the things I had in kingston that I wouldn't realy need in Cornwall and getting a little partying done over the long weekend. Friday night I arrived after they'd completed poker and were winding down. People decided to head home and since I was still in driving mode, I gave people rides home. After that, J-Bun and I randomly took a drive to Ganonoque and drove back. It was more my doing than anything since I enjoy a nice long quiet drive. That ended friday night.
Saturday morning, J-Bun and I headed out to Cora's for breakfast on the pretense that fresh fruit would make their breakfast the best ever. To me it was just regular breakfast with fruit and EXPENSIVE orange juice. From there, we got some tasks completed mainly revolving around the bbq later and then headed home. BBQ started about 7ish with lots of meat going on the grill which made for one sucessful bbq. Naturally, after the bbq was beirut which proved to get me fairly drunk and fill McM's camera with lots of photos of me. Some randoms showed up and I think I ended up getting puppy dawg eyes from one of them. I also ended up getting quite a few glances from a friend's girlfriend which made me slightly uncomfortable, but I guess it goes with the hotness territory. The night ended with J-Bun and I heading out to Toucan to grab a beer with BPIC and BPICgal.
J-Bun left the following morning to head home and I slept in til about 11. Woke up and cleaned the house for a little bit, had some food and proceeded to start packing up all of the jazz which I had come to Kingston to pack. [Insert boring couple of hours here]. Upon completion of this, we preped the ridgeliner for drive in movie night. The actual night started out pretty good with some carnival rides and some normal hijinks. Then the movies started and things went downhill. Stealth was a terrible movie and the only thing that saved it was Jessica Biel's hotness. I didn't even bother with the next movie and just went to sleep in the trunk of Dash's truck. As soon as I got home from the drive-in I passed out hard.
I woke up the monday morning at about 9 with the intention of leaving at 10. Naturally with a few last minute things, it ended up being 10:30. I stopped by Thumper's on the way home to drop something off and to say hi. After that I finished the drive home.
Tuesday to now has mainly been spent doing house work and putting things up on e-bay. This weekend I'm helping my sister move the rest of her stuff out of the family home to her new place. Next week I'm painting a few rooms in her house. Saturday, there's a peterborough course and then sunday I'm back in kingston for two weeks. Mostly business though as I need to find a place in Cornwall and then pack up the stuff and get it to Cornwall.
Closing thoughts:
- I'm gonna teach my kids to be minimalists as the less you have, the less you're tied down to one place
- E-bay's a good place to unload you're stuff. Too bad I didn't start way before as I have a lot of nicks and nacks to unload
- I want to get rid of my textbooks now but since I'm in cornwall, its gonna be tough to sell them to Queen's folk in Kingston
- Anyone got any good jobs info in cornwall. I need to get a job otherwise I'm gonna be broke ass.
Current Mood: Wanting to fast forward time one year (is there a word for this)
Current Song: Robbie Williams - Strong
I've packed up the majority of things that I have and have them boxed up in the storage downstairs. It took almost four days straight of organizing and packing but I got it done. I've moved on now to getting rid of all the 'junk' that I've amassed so that if I do end up in Vancouver in september of 2006 I won't have much keeping me here. It's working for now but slowly.
I took a trip down to K-town this weekend with the dual intention of bringing back all the things I had in kingston that I wouldn't realy need in Cornwall and getting a little partying done over the long weekend. Friday night I arrived after they'd completed poker and were winding down. People decided to head home and since I was still in driving mode, I gave people rides home. After that, J-Bun and I randomly took a drive to Ganonoque and drove back. It was more my doing than anything since I enjoy a nice long quiet drive. That ended friday night.
Saturday morning, J-Bun and I headed out to Cora's for breakfast on the pretense that fresh fruit would make their breakfast the best ever. To me it was just regular breakfast with fruit and EXPENSIVE orange juice. From there, we got some tasks completed mainly revolving around the bbq later and then headed home. BBQ started about 7ish with lots of meat going on the grill which made for one sucessful bbq. Naturally, after the bbq was beirut which proved to get me fairly drunk and fill McM's camera with lots of photos of me. Some randoms showed up and I think I ended up getting puppy dawg eyes from one of them. I also ended up getting quite a few glances from a friend's girlfriend which made me slightly uncomfortable, but I guess it goes with the hotness territory. The night ended with J-Bun and I heading out to Toucan to grab a beer with BPIC and BPICgal.
J-Bun left the following morning to head home and I slept in til about 11. Woke up and cleaned the house for a little bit, had some food and proceeded to start packing up all of the jazz which I had come to Kingston to pack. [Insert boring couple of hours here]. Upon completion of this, we preped the ridgeliner for drive in movie night. The actual night started out pretty good with some carnival rides and some normal hijinks. Then the movies started and things went downhill. Stealth was a terrible movie and the only thing that saved it was Jessica Biel's hotness. I didn't even bother with the next movie and just went to sleep in the trunk of Dash's truck. As soon as I got home from the drive-in I passed out hard.
I woke up the monday morning at about 9 with the intention of leaving at 10. Naturally with a few last minute things, it ended up being 10:30. I stopped by Thumper's on the way home to drop something off and to say hi. After that I finished the drive home.
Tuesday to now has mainly been spent doing house work and putting things up on e-bay. This weekend I'm helping my sister move the rest of her stuff out of the family home to her new place. Next week I'm painting a few rooms in her house. Saturday, there's a peterborough course and then sunday I'm back in kingston for two weeks. Mostly business though as I need to find a place in Cornwall and then pack up the stuff and get it to Cornwall.
Closing thoughts:
- I'm gonna teach my kids to be minimalists as the less you have, the less you're tied down to one place
- E-bay's a good place to unload you're stuff. Too bad I didn't start way before as I have a lot of nicks and nacks to unload
- I want to get rid of my textbooks now but since I'm in cornwall, its gonna be tough to sell them to Queen's folk in Kingston
- Anyone got any good jobs info in cornwall. I need to get a job otherwise I'm gonna be broke ass.
Current Mood: Wanting to fast forward time one year (is there a word for this)
Current Song: Robbie Williams - Strong
Monday, July 25, 2005
Nothing that new
So in a change of pace, nothing exciting is realy happening right now. Lately I've either been helping my father install laminate flooring upstairs or working out or playing Grand Theft Auto. San Andreas has some type of addictive property that keeps drawing me back and I'm not sure what it is. Rockstar definately has a winning formula somwhere.
On the subject, I find it absolutely ridiculous that the rating for the game has been changed to AO. That's on par with porn and videos of monkey's smelling their own farts and falling over! This is absolutely ridiculous and the three people who made a fuss need to get a life or a significant other.
Installing laminate is pretty easy and looks fairly nice (as a tip for those who might be interested in flooring down the road). The installation seems to just eat up time though between cutting and fitting. Hence why I havn't posted in a while.
I think I may be ending up in K-town for the long weekend and thus if I'm there, everyone else should go as well. I'm mainly going to pick up things that don't need to go to cornwall but will likely engage in other activities that weekend.
On the subject, I find it absolutely ridiculous that the rating for the game has been changed to AO. That's on par with porn and videos of monkey's smelling their own farts and falling over! This is absolutely ridiculous and the three people who made a fuss need to get a life or a significant other.
Installing laminate is pretty easy and looks fairly nice (as a tip for those who might be interested in flooring down the road). The installation seems to just eat up time though between cutting and fitting. Hence why I havn't posted in a while.
I think I may be ending up in K-town for the long weekend and thus if I'm there, everyone else should go as well. I'm mainly going to pick up things that don't need to go to cornwall but will likely engage in other activities that weekend.
Thursday, July 14, 2005
The brampton schedule
I'm adding my future schedule to my blog partially to let everyone else know what I'm doing but moreso because I need to organize my own thoughts.
July 14 and 15 - Organizing all the crap I have here. Why did I buy so many action figures in high school anyways???
July 16 and 17 - Helping my sister to move the rest of her stuff out of the basement. She's got a lot of baking items
July 18th - 22nd - Helping my dad re-floor upstairs with laminate
July 23 and 24 - Nothing to do this weekend
July 24th - 27th - Finish Re-Flooring. Taking off 27th (Thurs) for Kingston.
July 28 - Taking a trip to Cornwall to take a look at the area and examine potential residences.
July 29th and 30th - Highland games!
July 31st - August 5th - Still undecided
August 5th - Return to Kingston?
Whew! Now it's in writing and I can shift things around as necessary.
July 14 and 15 - Organizing all the crap I have here. Why did I buy so many action figures in high school anyways???
July 16 and 17 - Helping my sister to move the rest of her stuff out of the basement. She's got a lot of baking items
July 18th - 22nd - Helping my dad re-floor upstairs with laminate
July 23 and 24 - Nothing to do this weekend
July 24th - 27th - Finish Re-Flooring. Taking off 27th (Thurs) for Kingston.
July 28 - Taking a trip to Cornwall to take a look at the area and examine potential residences.
July 29th and 30th - Highland games!
July 31st - August 5th - Still undecided
August 5th - Return to Kingston?
Whew! Now it's in writing and I can shift things around as necessary.
Sunday, July 10, 2005
Last Weekend in K-town
Well this is the few days I'll be in k-town in a resident status. For the next month or so, I'll be heading home to brampton, then I'll be back at the end of August just to pack things up to move to Cornwall.
Naturally I'm both happy and sad to be leaving after a five year hiatus here. It's good to get away and start something new for a little while and perhaps meet some new faces but there are a lot of happy memories for me in K-town and it will be hard to leave. I'll likely be back pretty often next year though on a bi-weekly basis I'd say. I might even be so bold as to try and coerce my parents into taking over the old 4x4 since they're thinking of passing it on.
This past weekend was pretty chill spending a couple days with BPIC and Browntown for BPIC's b-day. Friday we had dinner at the Chinese buffet for $7 and while that may seem like a good deal, it in fact was a recipe for hell as all the bad stuff that they put in lead to some hyperactivity of my GI tract and bad smells. Mud-Butt!
Because of this huge discomfort, I had no more desire to get my drink on friday. Everyone pretty much felt this way so I wasn't the only one thankfully being a stink. We had given it a good effort to try and walk off the terribleness and made it to three bars that night but nothing would end up working.
Saturday I woke up feeling a lot better but terribly dehydrated. I wasn't in the mood for anything and nursed water for about and hour at which point the hunger hit. Following eating and a shower, BPIC and Browntown came by and we watched Chapelle. Following this they taught me how to throw a football as I've never been good at it. Later we all had dinner together where they attempted to poison me with Patt Thai which had shrimp, nuts and peanut sauce. I was too clever for them though and evaded the danger dish.
We once again went out on the town for drinks, first to Brew Pub and then to Elixer. We ate a lot of apps at the Brew Pub so once again drinking was slowed down and later, as things would pick up, the waitress (who was hot) asked us to settle the tab since she was on the way out. Needing more to drink, we decided to head to the Elixer since it was cheap drinks night and they have a nice outdoor patio. We drank until they closed at which point we parted ways.
Today, I just ran, downloaded and read a lot. Nice and relaxing. Tommorrow I'll likely be doing laundry and packing to go home. It will likely feel weird as it always does whenever I move from a place I've gotten use to.
Closing thoughts:
- Kingston sucks for meeting new people. Ladies always think you want third base when you start talking to them so conversations go nowhere.
- Having too much time off gets pretty boring
- There was a cool shirt at Willy's that I wanted. I might have to purchase it on the VISA
- In packing I came accross some old photo albums with some sweet memories in them. Wish I could do it all again. Most of it ...
- If you see BPIC doing a slight shake its because he's Buck Nasty. I will likely be Silky Johnson.
- Dave Chapelle is awesome
Current Mood: Reflectivly Content
Current Song: The All American Rejects - Dirty Little Secret
Naturally I'm both happy and sad to be leaving after a five year hiatus here. It's good to get away and start something new for a little while and perhaps meet some new faces but there are a lot of happy memories for me in K-town and it will be hard to leave. I'll likely be back pretty often next year though on a bi-weekly basis I'd say. I might even be so bold as to try and coerce my parents into taking over the old 4x4 since they're thinking of passing it on.
This past weekend was pretty chill spending a couple days with BPIC and Browntown for BPIC's b-day. Friday we had dinner at the Chinese buffet for $7 and while that may seem like a good deal, it in fact was a recipe for hell as all the bad stuff that they put in lead to some hyperactivity of my GI tract and bad smells. Mud-Butt!
Because of this huge discomfort, I had no more desire to get my drink on friday. Everyone pretty much felt this way so I wasn't the only one thankfully being a stink. We had given it a good effort to try and walk off the terribleness and made it to three bars that night but nothing would end up working.
Saturday I woke up feeling a lot better but terribly dehydrated. I wasn't in the mood for anything and nursed water for about and hour at which point the hunger hit. Following eating and a shower, BPIC and Browntown came by and we watched Chapelle. Following this they taught me how to throw a football as I've never been good at it. Later we all had dinner together where they attempted to poison me with Patt Thai which had shrimp, nuts and peanut sauce. I was too clever for them though and evaded the danger dish.
We once again went out on the town for drinks, first to Brew Pub and then to Elixer. We ate a lot of apps at the Brew Pub so once again drinking was slowed down and later, as things would pick up, the waitress (who was hot) asked us to settle the tab since she was on the way out. Needing more to drink, we decided to head to the Elixer since it was cheap drinks night and they have a nice outdoor patio. We drank until they closed at which point we parted ways.
Today, I just ran, downloaded and read a lot. Nice and relaxing. Tommorrow I'll likely be doing laundry and packing to go home. It will likely feel weird as it always does whenever I move from a place I've gotten use to.
Closing thoughts:
- Kingston sucks for meeting new people. Ladies always think you want third base when you start talking to them so conversations go nowhere.
- Having too much time off gets pretty boring
- There was a cool shirt at Willy's that I wanted. I might have to purchase it on the VISA
- In packing I came accross some old photo albums with some sweet memories in them. Wish I could do it all again. Most of it ...
- If you see BPIC doing a slight shake its because he's Buck Nasty. I will likely be Silky Johnson.
- Dave Chapelle is awesome
Current Mood: Reflectivly Content
Current Song: The All American Rejects - Dirty Little Secret
Wednesday, July 06, 2005
Our deepest fear
The following is a passage taken from Nelson Mandela's 1994 Inaugural Speech and used in the movie 'Coach Carter'. Just something to reflect on.
"Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness, that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented and fabulous? Actually, who are you NOT to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small doesn't serve the world. There's nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It's not just in some of us; it's in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others."
"Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness, that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented and fabulous? Actually, who are you NOT to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small doesn't serve the world. There's nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It's not just in some of us; it's in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others."
Monday, July 04, 2005
A Day for McM size celebrations!
Well, a week has passed since my last post and as is the norm, there are more stories from the epic tale of my life to be posted.
Monday I spent sleeping, recovering from my escapades in Peterborough and Mississauga and that pretty much continued on til mid afternoon when I was informed that McM's father needed a second individual for a dealer trader to BelleVegas. We quickly mounted into the McM mobile to instantly complete this task and were done within the afternoon.
That night saw Ty's last week in K-town celebrated with a traditional night of beirut antics. I didn't play much that night in favour of RAW and the final draft that night, but would later attend the outdoor event clad in my bandana and socialize a little. The night ended with us heading out to McDonalds for Big Macs. I wanted two but only had one as two makes me feel gross.
Tuesday was jitsu and it was nice to train for once while not being under the gun to be back at the desk for studying. BPIC sensei decided to get me sweating and had me training which was a nice change of pace.
Wednesday I went running in the sweltering heat which was a mistake as it's unbelievably tough to breath. The thickness of the air only allowed me to get to 80% or so of my maximum running capacity.
And thus what did I do to follow? Run again on thursday morning. Again, in the thick hazy heat. This was pretty much a repeat preformance of the previous night but with more pain in my knees for not giving them proper recuperation time. And then to top it all off, I did jitsu that night. I had no other choice though as we had guest jitsuka down from peterborough
We had a bbq following that with delicious Locke burgers, pasta salad and booze.
We stayed up pretty late watching Dave Chapelle show and just hanging out on the porch. People started to fade at about 4am while me, FlippyDan and one of his students, DaFin, came back in the house. Flippy decided that he wanted to watch Alladin and loaded it into the DVD player. After about five minutes Flippy and I watched as DaFin passed out and a minute later Flippy was out cold himself. Thus, I stopped the movie and went to bed as the sun started to come up.
Woke up the next morning with the intention of getting breakfast with the Jitsu gang but my processor was working very slowly. Thus, with all the idle movement, I had to skip breakfast in favour of getting ready to head off to Ottawa! Eventually, about two hours after McM and I said we'd leave, we set out on the road for the capital celebration for Canada Day.
We arrived in Napean to see all the Boyz from the good ol K-town days. I hadn't seen a lot of them in a couple months and it was nice to say hi. We socialized for about an hour but decided to leave after that as they have a habit of just doing nothing but just idling for a while. We almost got sucked into it but needed to be off to visit Frenchy.
Eventually, we finally made it to see Frenchy and his palace of an apartment. We sat and chilled for a while trying to outlast the thunder storm which was forcasted before heading downtown and to the football game. We sucessfully did this and then headed downtown to catch the shuttle for the game. Little did we know that there was a second storm waiting and being the smarty pantses that we are we sat on top of the double decker bus and got soaked. Thankfully, women look fantastic soaking wet and there was a good side to this.
We sat down for the game, had a few munchies and took it all in. This was my first live football game and wasn't that bad. In the end I learned a little about CFL and thus have grown from it.
From there, we walked downtown to watch the fireworks and attempt to find all other parties in Ottawa. The latter failed miserably but the fireworks were excellent.
Monday I spent sleeping, recovering from my escapades in Peterborough and Mississauga and that pretty much continued on til mid afternoon when I was informed that McM's father needed a second individual for a dealer trader to BelleVegas. We quickly mounted into the McM mobile to instantly complete this task and were done within the afternoon.
That night saw Ty's last week in K-town celebrated with a traditional night of beirut antics. I didn't play much that night in favour of RAW and the final draft that night, but would later attend the outdoor event clad in my bandana and socialize a little. The night ended with us heading out to McDonalds for Big Macs. I wanted two but only had one as two makes me feel gross.
Tuesday was jitsu and it was nice to train for once while not being under the gun to be back at the desk for studying. BPIC sensei decided to get me sweating and had me training which was a nice change of pace.
Wednesday I went running in the sweltering heat which was a mistake as it's unbelievably tough to breath. The thickness of the air only allowed me to get to 80% or so of my maximum running capacity.
And thus what did I do to follow? Run again on thursday morning. Again, in the thick hazy heat. This was pretty much a repeat preformance of the previous night but with more pain in my knees for not giving them proper recuperation time. And then to top it all off, I did jitsu that night. I had no other choice though as we had guest jitsuka down from peterborough
We had a bbq following that with delicious Locke burgers, pasta salad and booze.
We stayed up pretty late watching Dave Chapelle show and just hanging out on the porch. People started to fade at about 4am while me, FlippyDan and one of his students, DaFin, came back in the house. Flippy decided that he wanted to watch Alladin and loaded it into the DVD player. After about five minutes Flippy and I watched as DaFin passed out and a minute later Flippy was out cold himself. Thus, I stopped the movie and went to bed as the sun started to come up.
Woke up the next morning with the intention of getting breakfast with the Jitsu gang but my processor was working very slowly. Thus, with all the idle movement, I had to skip breakfast in favour of getting ready to head off to Ottawa! Eventually, about two hours after McM and I said we'd leave, we set out on the road for the capital celebration for Canada Day.
We arrived in Napean to see all the Boyz from the good ol K-town days. I hadn't seen a lot of them in a couple months and it was nice to say hi. We socialized for about an hour but decided to leave after that as they have a habit of just doing nothing but just idling for a while. We almost got sucked into it but needed to be off to visit Frenchy.
Eventually, we finally made it to see Frenchy and his palace of an apartment. We sat and chilled for a while trying to outlast the thunder storm which was forcasted before heading downtown and to the football game. We sucessfully did this and then headed downtown to catch the shuttle for the game. Little did we know that there was a second storm waiting and being the smarty pantses that we are we sat on top of the double decker bus and got soaked. Thankfully, women look fantastic soaking wet and there was a good side to this.
We sat down for the game, had a few munchies and took it all in. This was my first live football game and wasn't that bad. In the end I learned a little about CFL and thus have grown from it.
From there, we walked downtown to watch the fireworks and attempt to find all other parties in Ottawa. The latter failed miserably but the fireworks were excellent.
We finished the day back at Frenchy's place with a game called 'seen it' and some texas hold'em. I passed out for the Texas Hold'em.
Saturday, we went to see 'War of the Worlds' which is a well filmed movie and has some excellent visuals. The story itself is fairly straight forward and you'll understand that better once you've seen it. After that we said buy to Frenchy, we made a few house calls to say hello to friends, bought some cheap Blue in Hull and drove back home. I was out of it when I got back, likely from the McDonalds we ate on the ride home. I did manage to get some delicious food into me at which point I passed out for 12H solid.
Sunday, McM and I finally got around to returning the tower of bottles from our family room. We need the RidgeLine's trunk space to hold everything. When we got to the Beer Store, it took us four trolley rides to get everything inside for the return. We even managed to back up the return line because we had so many bottles. When it was all said and done, we'd netted ourselves over $65 in bottles. (Almost 1200 bottles).
Following this we proceeded to celebrate McM's b-day at his parents place in typical Griswold fashion. It was suppose to be a surprise party but the jig was up after a few slip ups. In the end though, it was good times with a LOT of food and appetizers, some swimming (throwing people into the pool), some cake eating and a bit of Texas Hold'em. I might add that I had some all star hands with a good hand for every other deal which allowed me to win the game. The final hand saw me with pocket queens and McM challenging me to go all in with a pair on the table and one in my hand. Two pairs turned into a full house and I took it all home on the last hand.
Today will likely see the drinking portion of McM's b-day and hooting at girls. I will likely be acting like a grizzled prospector and 'bantering' incessantly.
Closing thoughts:
- I saw many friends in the past few days and I'm once again reminded of how fortunate I am
- I'll be home for three weeks from the 11th of July onwards and making road trips into the k-town during then hopefully.
- My five year stint in K-town is almost at an end and I'm starting to feel nostalgic
- Raw is Brownzmania tonight featuring the Hulkster!
- One night king of Texas Holdem!
- Happy B-day Matty McMattosaur!
Current Song: Coldplay - Swallowed in the Sea
Current Mood: Somber
Wednesday, June 29, 2005
'Adventure, Excitement, A Jedi craves not these things.
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Monday, June 27, 2005
Back to the Blog
Well, three weeks of crazy hectic school schedule's are finally at an end. For three weeks non-stop it was test after test followed by exam after exam. At the end of it, I was just burnt with very little brain capacity left.
To celebrate, the class decided to head to the lonestar. I wasn't too high on the idea for my own reasons but decided to head to the restaurant anyhoo realizing that the likelyhood of the running into a certain individual would be small. Naturally, the odds were against me, and she happend to be working that day. Thankfully, they only seat groups on the inside and since she was working the patio, there was no awkward encounters.
Lunch itself was quite good and said goodbye to a few individuals who I might not see again for a while. Afterwards, I came home and kind of went blitzwing on the living room giving it a large tidying up since I've started to see some insect life hanging around. When that was done, I went for a run, cleaned up and then headed to Windmill's for dessert with the x-ray folk.
(As an aside, two songs that get me pumped when I run are 'Emery - Holding Out for Hero' and 'So they Say - Forever Young'. They get me so Amped!)
Windmill's has a very delicious white choclate rasberry cheesecake. Every bite was fantastic and I recommend it to anyone who hasn't had the pleasure.
After Windmill's, we came back to Casa Bone for some drinks and chatting. Overall it was very casual until A) One of the third party invites (friend of a friend) got drunk and started playing air guitar on a folder chair and humping the table and B) McM came home and had lost all control over the tone of his voice, unknowingly shouting at everyone. But in the end, every party needs something like that so you have a story the next day.
Spent the weekend following doing Jitsu and hanging out in Mississauga with Skimpy. The course was a nice tribute to Shihan Graham and overall was very fun. To save a lot of writing, here are a few photos:
Long story short, we trained, we ate (Meat!!!), we drank and we were all quite jolly. The night ended at four at which point I ended up going to FlippyDan's place. As we got home, we found his roomate drunk off his rocker and making a stir-fry at 4am which was unique. FlippyDan stayed up to make sure that his roomate didn't kill himselp with hot stir fry items while I set up my sleeping bag on the floor and proceeded to pass out. The last thing I remember is hearing FlippyDan say "I left the light on in the bathroom for you". Thinking it was a dream, I chastized myself for having stupid dreams and then finished passing out. The next morning I woke up .... and the bathroom light was on!!!
After making a few calls and dropping off some donation money for High Chief, we headed off to Mississauga. I made FlippyDan stop off for some food as I'd decided the 1/4 bag of dorritos that I'd had wouldn't quit cut it. Thus we stopped at A and W for the $5 teen burger and root beer float combo! At some point during lunch I looked at the salt and pepper shakers and asked whether pepper was the opposite of salt. FlippyDan didn't quite know what to say since he too was perplexed. We decided then to make it our mission to find out if anyone actually knew 'What the opposite of Salt was".
We left for Mississauga, got there, ran a red light, waited at the meeting point restaurant for 30 mins due to being in different locations (patio and inside) and then finally met up. Went shopping for a billion hours with Skimpy covering the entire mall approximately twice. I did manage to get myself a new Wolverine shirt though which I think is pretty sweet.
Following that, we went and saw Batman Begins on the IMAX. The movie itself was wicked sweet and overall a very solid flick. I'm sure this was partially due to the all star cast which includes one Chritian Bale! Makes me want to become a superhero like Batman. I could be 'BoneMan'! Or not since this also sounds like a porno title.
"It's not who I am underneath, but what I do, that defines me."
With the movie, ending it was time to head home and it was due time since FlippyDan and I were both tired. When I arrived home last night I passed out and slept more soundly than a baby after a bottle of milk.
To celebrate, the class decided to head to the lonestar. I wasn't too high on the idea for my own reasons but decided to head to the restaurant anyhoo realizing that the likelyhood of the running into a certain individual would be small. Naturally, the odds were against me, and she happend to be working that day. Thankfully, they only seat groups on the inside and since she was working the patio, there was no awkward encounters.
Lunch itself was quite good and said goodbye to a few individuals who I might not see again for a while. Afterwards, I came home and kind of went blitzwing on the living room giving it a large tidying up since I've started to see some insect life hanging around. When that was done, I went for a run, cleaned up and then headed to Windmill's for dessert with the x-ray folk.
(As an aside, two songs that get me pumped when I run are 'Emery - Holding Out for Hero' and 'So they Say - Forever Young'. They get me so Amped!)
Windmill's has a very delicious white choclate rasberry cheesecake. Every bite was fantastic and I recommend it to anyone who hasn't had the pleasure.
After Windmill's, we came back to Casa Bone for some drinks and chatting. Overall it was very casual until A) One of the third party invites (friend of a friend) got drunk and started playing air guitar on a folder chair and humping the table and B) McM came home and had lost all control over the tone of his voice, unknowingly shouting at everyone. But in the end, every party needs something like that so you have a story the next day.
Spent the weekend following doing Jitsu and hanging out in Mississauga with Skimpy. The course was a nice tribute to Shihan Graham and overall was very fun. To save a lot of writing, here are a few photos:
Long story short, we trained, we ate (Meat!!!), we drank and we were all quite jolly. The night ended at four at which point I ended up going to FlippyDan's place. As we got home, we found his roomate drunk off his rocker and making a stir-fry at 4am which was unique. FlippyDan stayed up to make sure that his roomate didn't kill himselp with hot stir fry items while I set up my sleeping bag on the floor and proceeded to pass out. The last thing I remember is hearing FlippyDan say "I left the light on in the bathroom for you". Thinking it was a dream, I chastized myself for having stupid dreams and then finished passing out. The next morning I woke up .... and the bathroom light was on!!!After making a few calls and dropping off some donation money for High Chief, we headed off to Mississauga. I made FlippyDan stop off for some food as I'd decided the 1/4 bag of dorritos that I'd had wouldn't quit cut it. Thus we stopped at A and W for the $5 teen burger and root beer float combo! At some point during lunch I looked at the salt and pepper shakers and asked whether pepper was the opposite of salt. FlippyDan didn't quite know what to say since he too was perplexed. We decided then to make it our mission to find out if anyone actually knew 'What the opposite of Salt was".
We left for Mississauga, got there, ran a red light, waited at the meeting point restaurant for 30 mins due to being in different locations (patio and inside) and then finally met up. Went shopping for a billion hours with Skimpy covering the entire mall approximately twice. I did manage to get myself a new Wolverine shirt though which I think is pretty sweet.
Following that, we went and saw Batman Begins on the IMAX. The movie itself was wicked sweet and overall a very solid flick. I'm sure this was partially due to the all star cast which includes one Chritian Bale! Makes me want to become a superhero like Batman. I could be 'BoneMan'! Or not since this also sounds like a porno title.
"It's not who I am underneath, but what I do, that defines me."
With the movie, ending it was time to head home and it was due time since FlippyDan and I were both tired. When I arrived home last night I passed out and slept more soundly than a baby after a bottle of milk.
Tuesday, June 21, 2005
Quick Update
I've been studying for exams these past few weeks and a lot of things that are blog worthy have gone unmentioned. For brevities sake, I'm gonna put this all in point form:
- Studying blows and causes me to fall into worse shape (is that how that's said?)
- I've applied for two jobs. I should apply for more.
- Graham Shihan Tribute Course this weekend in Peterborough and I'm there
- Got to see Baby Bear before she left and she was hot as ever. For the record, since she's gone, I do and have always had the hots for her. It's not hard to see why though.
- J-Bun is one off the wall chica. She should learn to be more responsible and spend less time with people who are of questionable stature
- Two out of three exams have gone well. Hoping to make it four.
- Had a pretty wonderful flashback when I heard the song 'Because you loved me' by Celine Dion. Made me smile for a whole day whenever I thought about it
- This line from 'Incomplete' keeps playing back in my head:
"I don't mean to drag it on
But I can't seem to let you go
I don't wanna make you face
this world alone"
It's either because I'm a romantic at heart or just unwilling to accept things as they are panning out. Guess this means I follow the path of the Jedi and believe there is still good in dark places in the world. 'Master Zout' has a nice ring to it. 'Master Bone' sounds like it belongs in a porno.
- Studying blows and causes me to fall into worse shape (is that how that's said?)
- I've applied for two jobs. I should apply for more.
- Graham Shihan Tribute Course this weekend in Peterborough and I'm there
- Got to see Baby Bear before she left and she was hot as ever. For the record, since she's gone, I do and have always had the hots for her. It's not hard to see why though.
- J-Bun is one off the wall chica. She should learn to be more responsible and spend less time with people who are of questionable stature
- Two out of three exams have gone well. Hoping to make it four.
- Had a pretty wonderful flashback when I heard the song 'Because you loved me' by Celine Dion. Made me smile for a whole day whenever I thought about it
- This line from 'Incomplete' keeps playing back in my head:
"I don't mean to drag it on
But I can't seem to let you go
I don't wanna make you face
this world alone"
It's either because I'm a romantic at heart or just unwilling to accept things as they are panning out. Guess this means I follow the path of the Jedi and believe there is still good in dark places in the world. 'Master Zout' has a nice ring to it. 'Master Bone' sounds like it belongs in a porno.
Thursday, June 16, 2005
"There were moments of gold, and there were flashes of light..."
Today's a pretty sad day in the jitsu community as our head of style, Brian Graham Shihan, passed away last night after complications following his surgery. This is fairly disheartening to anyone within the Jitsu community as he embodied everything that some of us have come to love and none of us would be doing the things we do if it wasn't for him.
I've had the privilege of meeting him only on a handful of occassions but every moment of it was a treat. He had a definate presence to him which everyone understood but no one ever dared question. He was always compared to Yoda as he would mutter random musings about things no one could understand just to get a laugh but when he was serious, no one dared stand in his way afraid that he'd use the purest forms of jitsu to annihilate anyone within sight.
He was truly a fountain of knowledge to gain from and will sorrily be missed by all of us. Certainly though, if we were to use the adage that the measure of a man's life is in the people that he is able to give to, then Brian Graham has left us the legacy of a man far beyond what anyone could fathom.
I've had the privilege of meeting him only on a handful of occassions but every moment of it was a treat. He had a definate presence to him which everyone understood but no one ever dared question. He was always compared to Yoda as he would mutter random musings about things no one could understand just to get a laugh but when he was serious, no one dared stand in his way afraid that he'd use the purest forms of jitsu to annihilate anyone within sight.
He was truly a fountain of knowledge to gain from and will sorrily be missed by all of us. Certainly though, if we were to use the adage that the measure of a man's life is in the people that he is able to give to, then Brian Graham has left us the legacy of a man far beyond what anyone could fathom.
Tuesday, June 14, 2005
I plead guilty
I have a confession to make and may have to go into therapy once I've said this but it must be said. I love women, especially during the summer. Everyone always knocks the summer heat but I love it because it brings out a woman's natural radiance. With the clothes getting that much smaller and tighter, I can't help but notice all the things I love about them. Yes, there is are the obvious hints of cleavage that poke their heads out from the lower cut tops but there's other items aside from that one that are subtle but still adored.
The hints of abdomen shown with smaller tank tops; accentuation of hips in the smaller shorts and my favourite; the beads of sweat glistening off of that spot on the neck where the collar bone ends. All so fantastic.
And thus, as it hits me in the face almost every minute (especially since I live on one of the main streets in Kingston) I can't help but caught up in staring at the magnificence which the lord puts before me again and again (and again).
Does this make me a bad person? Probably, but a happy bad person. Ultimately though its not my fault that you women look so good. It's your fault and should accept responsability for your fantastically gorgeous figures.
The hints of abdomen shown with smaller tank tops; accentuation of hips in the smaller shorts and my favourite; the beads of sweat glistening off of that spot on the neck where the collar bone ends. All so fantastic.
And thus, as it hits me in the face almost every minute (especially since I live on one of the main streets in Kingston) I can't help but caught up in staring at the magnificence which the lord puts before me again and again (and again).
Does this make me a bad person? Probably, but a happy bad person. Ultimately though its not my fault that you women look so good. It's your fault and should accept responsability for your fantastically gorgeous figures.
Wednesday, June 08, 2005
The dream has just about faded away...
Thanks in part to a very in depth conversation with J-Bun this morning, I have found the things inside of me necessary to move away from an inner conflict that has plagued me for some time now and shift back to reality.
I never reconed myself as someone who would hold legitimate hate for anyone because I'd like to think I walk on the brighter side of the tracks. So when it eventually found me I was at a loss of what to do with it. But just like anything in life, it just needed to be sourced out for the root of what had stemmed it to rid myself of it.
And eventually, after some prying into dark corners of the soul I didn't know existed, I found the answer which I've needed for a while. It wasn't an easy thing to grasp but in essence it boiled down to the fact that two differing value systems were clashing and in a time where I would have laid down and died for another, they in turn were never willing to return that type of trust and/or faith.
I don't ask much of my friends other than that they are willing to show the same faith and conviction in me that I give to them and when that didn't happen, my system short circuited. So, now it's time to just remove the weak line and move on. They're are too many other important people out there who have given me their time for me to just ignore them while waiting for the link to fix itself.
And so now the dream dies and I move on looking out for a guy who's more important and needs a little mending. It's funny because I feel exactly like Obi-Wan Kenobi fighting Anakin acknowledging his failures and leaving with:
"You were my brother Anakin, I loved you."
Except, change brother to sister and that's where I am. But people change and it's time that I recognized that.
[Aside: My goal here is not to slander certain people in this blog entry. I only mean to acknowledge to those that care, why I've been at a lose for a little while instead of pretending nothing bothers me.]
I never reconed myself as someone who would hold legitimate hate for anyone because I'd like to think I walk on the brighter side of the tracks. So when it eventually found me I was at a loss of what to do with it. But just like anything in life, it just needed to be sourced out for the root of what had stemmed it to rid myself of it.
And eventually, after some prying into dark corners of the soul I didn't know existed, I found the answer which I've needed for a while. It wasn't an easy thing to grasp but in essence it boiled down to the fact that two differing value systems were clashing and in a time where I would have laid down and died for another, they in turn were never willing to return that type of trust and/or faith.
I don't ask much of my friends other than that they are willing to show the same faith and conviction in me that I give to them and when that didn't happen, my system short circuited. So, now it's time to just remove the weak line and move on. They're are too many other important people out there who have given me their time for me to just ignore them while waiting for the link to fix itself.
And so now the dream dies and I move on looking out for a guy who's more important and needs a little mending. It's funny because I feel exactly like Obi-Wan Kenobi fighting Anakin acknowledging his failures and leaving with:
"You were my brother Anakin, I loved you."
Except, change brother to sister and that's where I am. But people change and it's time that I recognized that.
[Aside: My goal here is not to slander certain people in this blog entry. I only mean to acknowledge to those that care, why I've been at a lose for a little while instead of pretending nothing bothers me.]
Sunday, June 05, 2005
Imogen Heap - Hide and Seek
This was the song on the season finale of the OC. It had caught my ear and I was looking for it for quite a while and figured I'd put it up if anyone else was looking for it.
http://s38.yousendit.com/d.aspx?id=0CN4RIP0Q7P0Y2238IQPEUIPHC
This is what someone on http://www.leonlandgersing.com had to say about it. Agree or disagree?
"Sometimes you wake up and you've been feeling something for a week...maybe longer, maybe shorter. You watch the movies that make you feel, you listen to the songs that do the same and still nothing. Then something strikes your soul, something so profound that you take notice and you say...that's it. That's what I'm feeling, that's how I'm feeling it. That's it."
http://s38.yousendit.com/d.aspx?id=0CN4RIP0Q7P0Y2238IQPEUIPHC
This is what someone on http://www.leonlandgersing.com had to say about it. Agree or disagree?
"Sometimes you wake up and you've been feeling something for a week...maybe longer, maybe shorter. You watch the movies that make you feel, you listen to the songs that do the same and still nothing. Then something strikes your soul, something so profound that you take notice and you say...that's it. That's what I'm feeling, that's how I'm feeling it. That's it."
Thursday, June 02, 2005
That's right ladies and gentleman...
I'm the diet coke of evil, just one calorie!
In other news, school is preventing me from doing anything fun these days. I'm missing jitsu and the guest instructors that are only here for a little while! Poop.
I got to try contrast media today which is the stuff the techs give to patients so that certain structures that arn't normally seen on radiographs, can be visualized. It tasted decent but it gave me a headache for a little bit.
Lately it seems that some of my good friends are running into rough patches in their lives and I'd like to let those people know I'm currently working on mustering some extra Zout brand magic and will be there if you call my name or 'Stick out your thumb'.
Nobody’s laughing now
God’s grace lost and the devil is proud
But I’ve been walking for a thousand miles
One last time I could see you smile
-Dave Matthews Band - American Baby
Monday, May 30, 2005
The events of the past few days
Well this will be another mouthful as the events of the past few days have once again been in their usual Dawson's creek fashion.
Thursday, was Skimpy's convocation and after getting a butt load of work done, her FlippyDan and I all went out to dinner at Curry Original. The meal itself was fantastic. I have not had good indian food in a while and it was a nice treat to have something so delicious. Overall it was definately A.
After dinner, we caught up with Jumpy at the Nog and had quite a few pints. We also did some kareoke which was quite a bit of fun. FlippyDan sang Jeremy and then the three of us sang a remixed version of American Pie. I don't know how everyone's eardrums didn't burst as it must have been terrible to listen to. Skimpy and I finished off with like a prayer which saw my voice crack almost a dozen times trying to do Madonna. Twice, during the course of the night, creepy guys jumped up on the stage to sing with us because they were hot for Skimpy. That wasn't cool by any means as it cramped on the fun. C'est la vie.
At some point that night, the Bop showed up randomly to see FlippyDan and bought us all a round of drinks which was totally awesome of him. But as quickly as he showed up, he left which was mysterious.
We headed to Stages at that point for a little bit of jammin in the name of the lord. It was wicked sweet to just jam with some dancers for the course of the night as I'm usually with the K-town boyz at Stages, most of whom don't dance very much. And so the pure sweet dance of it all was wicked. Oddly enough though, the same creepy guys that were hitting on Skimpy at the Nog found their way to Stages and managed their way over to us again. Weird. I think FlippyDan was ready to burst about it though. Thankfully he didn't.
Came back that night and had some cake and went to bed. The next morning we got up quite late and after a lot of slow movement, we headed out to the Epicure for breakfast. They need a larger breakfast selection on their menu as I was not sufficiently filled.
After bidding adieu to the two of them, I spent the rest of the day getting ready for boot camp!!! BPIC and Jumpy arrived here about 530 or so to get me and then we headed off to the beer store. In my mastery of art buying talent, we managed to get 42 beers into our possession for $54. After that, we loaded ourself up with delicious Wendy's and headed off for Kinmount.
We ended up getting lost about three of four times because we were following our own little mystery route but each time our natural senses lead us back to the right course without too much lost time.
BPIC's knee was hurting him and so I drove for about an hour or so. BPIC at that moment decided to waste no time and decided to light up with Jumpy. This sucked... a lot... to just have to sit there and watch them blaze up while I needed to be responsible. Poop.
We eventually arrived and after pitching shop, we headed out to the fire to drink and be merry. And merry we got, so much so that the next morning was terrible. All that aside, we ended up watching jitsu videos, eating cookies and drinking lots of beers. Good times all around. The night itself was freezing and I was glad to have a winter sleeping bag otherwise I would have transformed into a brown popsicle.
While in the rot of feeling terrible the next morning, I was christened T-Boneo (in an australian accent) and was given a background which consisted of me being found in the bush and being taught to speak and train. Even in my pain, I laughed at this as it was tres comical. Seven and a half minutes later, I chundered. The good, the bad and the ugly.
Thankfully, I felt much better after that and got some good training in. The bad weather stayed away and we were able to get a good amount of rough housing in there. When training finished up, another night began which eventually led to hanging around the fire. This night, I behaved a little bit more and just did a bit of story telling and comedy skit reinacting (sp?). The night concluded and once I again, I slept in the cold tent but was smarter this time and had a few more ways to stay warm lined up.
We finished the next morning with some weapons stuff then packed up shop and headed home. The ride home was pretty chill with a few open forum chats and farting. Blame the farting on chili the previous night, sausages for lunch and then taco bell for dinner. But it was all guys so we were cool with it. We rode into the sunset just like cowboys and in the end, it was good to know that the one of the last road trips with Jumpy was memorable.
While on the subject, I would like to take this time to acknowledge Jumpy since he'll be leaving the scene for a while. I'm going to address him without his alias to pay proper tribute.
I met Stu about three years ago when he promptly burst onto the jitsu scene as one of the proverbial keeners from the novice group. He was always one of the visible faces who was laughing and willing to spend his time making people laugh. One of my favourite memories of Mr. Dan was the day he learned Peg Legs and proceeded to do them that night into every snow bank he saw that night. He was crazy from day one and fit into our community perfectly.
Now, I'm not going to just rant on about all of the good times because there are too many and I'm sure Stu would like that too much. Instead, I'd just like to tell the world what I told BPIC after we dropped him off yesterday which is that in the face of events which would have seen many act selfishly with hate and anger, Stu choose a high road of sincerity and forgiveness.
It's no secret to most of the crazy love triangle that existed last year and most people in his situation would have likely just stopped talking to the guy who kept interferring with his relationship. But to his credit, he never let it overcome his actions and instead chose the higher road and treat me with the same courtesy which he gave everyone else.
I have said it many times that I am fortunate to have known some fantastic people in my life and Stu Cooke is certainly one of those people. At his very essence he was and is just, sincere and honest with everyone around him and I am glad to have been able to know him and wish him the best in the future.
Thursday, was Skimpy's convocation and after getting a butt load of work done, her FlippyDan and I all went out to dinner at Curry Original. The meal itself was fantastic. I have not had good indian food in a while and it was a nice treat to have something so delicious. Overall it was definately A.
After dinner, we caught up with Jumpy at the Nog and had quite a few pints. We also did some kareoke which was quite a bit of fun. FlippyDan sang Jeremy and then the three of us sang a remixed version of American Pie. I don't know how everyone's eardrums didn't burst as it must have been terrible to listen to. Skimpy and I finished off with like a prayer which saw my voice crack almost a dozen times trying to do Madonna. Twice, during the course of the night, creepy guys jumped up on the stage to sing with us because they were hot for Skimpy. That wasn't cool by any means as it cramped on the fun. C'est la vie.
At some point that night, the Bop showed up randomly to see FlippyDan and bought us all a round of drinks which was totally awesome of him. But as quickly as he showed up, he left which was mysterious.
We headed to Stages at that point for a little bit of jammin in the name of the lord. It was wicked sweet to just jam with some dancers for the course of the night as I'm usually with the K-town boyz at Stages, most of whom don't dance very much. And so the pure sweet dance of it all was wicked. Oddly enough though, the same creepy guys that were hitting on Skimpy at the Nog found their way to Stages and managed their way over to us again. Weird. I think FlippyDan was ready to burst about it though. Thankfully he didn't.
Came back that night and had some cake and went to bed. The next morning we got up quite late and after a lot of slow movement, we headed out to the Epicure for breakfast. They need a larger breakfast selection on their menu as I was not sufficiently filled.
After bidding adieu to the two of them, I spent the rest of the day getting ready for boot camp!!! BPIC and Jumpy arrived here about 530 or so to get me and then we headed off to the beer store. In my mastery of art buying talent, we managed to get 42 beers into our possession for $54. After that, we loaded ourself up with delicious Wendy's and headed off for Kinmount.
We ended up getting lost about three of four times because we were following our own little mystery route but each time our natural senses lead us back to the right course without too much lost time.
BPIC's knee was hurting him and so I drove for about an hour or so. BPIC at that moment decided to waste no time and decided to light up with Jumpy. This sucked... a lot... to just have to sit there and watch them blaze up while I needed to be responsible. Poop.
We eventually arrived and after pitching shop, we headed out to the fire to drink and be merry. And merry we got, so much so that the next morning was terrible. All that aside, we ended up watching jitsu videos, eating cookies and drinking lots of beers. Good times all around. The night itself was freezing and I was glad to have a winter sleeping bag otherwise I would have transformed into a brown popsicle.
While in the rot of feeling terrible the next morning, I was christened T-Boneo (in an australian accent) and was given a background which consisted of me being found in the bush and being taught to speak and train. Even in my pain, I laughed at this as it was tres comical. Seven and a half minutes later, I chundered. The good, the bad and the ugly.
Thankfully, I felt much better after that and got some good training in. The bad weather stayed away and we were able to get a good amount of rough housing in there. When training finished up, another night began which eventually led to hanging around the fire. This night, I behaved a little bit more and just did a bit of story telling and comedy skit reinacting (sp?). The night concluded and once I again, I slept in the cold tent but was smarter this time and had a few more ways to stay warm lined up.
We finished the next morning with some weapons stuff then packed up shop and headed home. The ride home was pretty chill with a few open forum chats and farting. Blame the farting on chili the previous night, sausages for lunch and then taco bell for dinner. But it was all guys so we were cool with it. We rode into the sunset just like cowboys and in the end, it was good to know that the one of the last road trips with Jumpy was memorable.
While on the subject, I would like to take this time to acknowledge Jumpy since he'll be leaving the scene for a while. I'm going to address him without his alias to pay proper tribute.
I met Stu about three years ago when he promptly burst onto the jitsu scene as one of the proverbial keeners from the novice group. He was always one of the visible faces who was laughing and willing to spend his time making people laugh. One of my favourite memories of Mr. Dan was the day he learned Peg Legs and proceeded to do them that night into every snow bank he saw that night. He was crazy from day one and fit into our community perfectly.
Now, I'm not going to just rant on about all of the good times because there are too many and I'm sure Stu would like that too much. Instead, I'd just like to tell the world what I told BPIC after we dropped him off yesterday which is that in the face of events which would have seen many act selfishly with hate and anger, Stu choose a high road of sincerity and forgiveness.
It's no secret to most of the crazy love triangle that existed last year and most people in his situation would have likely just stopped talking to the guy who kept interferring with his relationship. But to his credit, he never let it overcome his actions and instead chose the higher road and treat me with the same courtesy which he gave everyone else.
I have said it many times that I am fortunate to have known some fantastic people in my life and Stu Cooke is certainly one of those people. At his very essence he was and is just, sincere and honest with everyone around him and I am glad to have been able to know him and wish him the best in the future.
Sunday, May 29, 2005
Wednesday, May 25, 2005
Sunday, May 22, 2005
Oh bananas, Oh bananas, Oh bananas!!!
Well, after a delicious breakfast of pancakes, eggs, steak and coffee, it means it's time to post about the absolute insanity which has been the past few days.
Star Wars dominated me on wednesday and although it was a pretty sweet deal, I paid for it the next day. I went to class the next day with only four hours of sleep under my belt and with every ounce of energy that I had, made it through the half day of class and lab work that followed after that. Upon arriving home I immediately crashed and napped for a good while.
We went to the RCHA that night for McM's father's b-day. I was so out of it that night. After about two pints I was drunk and after McM's dad ordered us pizza, I just sat and ate without saying a word. At some point in the night, I feathered a punch towards McM's sack because he was sticking it in my face and because he was too drunk to realize how fast he was moving, it made contact. Lesson to be learned; Do not stick your crocth in my face while saying 'suck on that'.
After a good sleep that night, I used the friday to take care of things. Laundry and groceries and what not. J-Bun got in late that night so instead of patio beers with BPIC, we just watched a Million Dollar Baby. After polishing off a bottle of wine in the first half, we decided to just forget about the second half and find something else to do.
So needless to say, I was tired to the next morning for the third time in three weeks. But I was still quite jacked because we were gonna have the BBQ! After making J-Bun breakfast, I went out to find items for making a potato salad. Overall the salad wasn't that bad but wasn't to die for. At sixish, people started showing up with various items to BBQ along with various other snacks and beers. Our beer fridge was filled to the nuts!
Things were going well for the most part but McM and I ran into a dish crises due to some small poor planning. So halfway through the BBQ phase of the night, we did an emergency run of dishes so people had things to eat on.
So much meat was BBQ'd yesterday, we could have fed a small army. There was food everywhere and all of it was delicious. At some point during the BBQ, the Charlestown lake girls showed up! It was unbelievable. I couldn't figure out how or what keeps leading them to events that we host. The strangest thing is that they just BBQ'd their stuff and just sat around for the rest of the night. Weird.
Fish showed up at some point during the night which was slightly unexpected on my watch. The strange thing was that it felt exactly like the last time I saw Sparxx where it was nice to have her around, but things had just settled so far away from where they use to be. Overall it was just odd.
I soon settled back into my crazy ways though after taking part of one of BPICs magic shows. I was pretty rocked after this and so were many others including BPICgal and J-Bun.
Beirut started up and everything progressed up and down following that. Throughout the course of this, food was slung around and many, many drinks were consumed. Jumpy, Giles and I went to a concert later to join up with BPIC(gal) and J-Bun at a friend's concert. That was awesome. Mrs. Gora is gonna make it big one day beucase she has a wonderful voice.
When we returned home, it looked like a bomb had gone off. The Weekes sisters were down and out for the count and their was food all over the place. There were some randoms playing guitar on our porch. I didn't want to have to deal with any of it so I just retired to bed at that point shutting the door behind me.
Cleaning up this morning took about an hour. After four phases of dishwashing, some heavy wiping, crazy story telling from housemates and a heavy duty vacuuming, the house was somewhat decent again. Overall, it was certainly a very crazy night.
Star Wars dominated me on wednesday and although it was a pretty sweet deal, I paid for it the next day. I went to class the next day with only four hours of sleep under my belt and with every ounce of energy that I had, made it through the half day of class and lab work that followed after that. Upon arriving home I immediately crashed and napped for a good while.
We went to the RCHA that night for McM's father's b-day. I was so out of it that night. After about two pints I was drunk and after McM's dad ordered us pizza, I just sat and ate without saying a word. At some point in the night, I feathered a punch towards McM's sack because he was sticking it in my face and because he was too drunk to realize how fast he was moving, it made contact. Lesson to be learned; Do not stick your crocth in my face while saying 'suck on that'.
After a good sleep that night, I used the friday to take care of things. Laundry and groceries and what not. J-Bun got in late that night so instead of patio beers with BPIC, we just watched a Million Dollar Baby. After polishing off a bottle of wine in the first half, we decided to just forget about the second half and find something else to do.
So needless to say, I was tired to the next morning for the third time in three weeks. But I was still quite jacked because we were gonna have the BBQ! After making J-Bun breakfast, I went out to find items for making a potato salad. Overall the salad wasn't that bad but wasn't to die for. At sixish, people started showing up with various items to BBQ along with various other snacks and beers. Our beer fridge was filled to the nuts!
Things were going well for the most part but McM and I ran into a dish crises due to some small poor planning. So halfway through the BBQ phase of the night, we did an emergency run of dishes so people had things to eat on.
So much meat was BBQ'd yesterday, we could have fed a small army. There was food everywhere and all of it was delicious. At some point during the BBQ, the Charlestown lake girls showed up! It was unbelievable. I couldn't figure out how or what keeps leading them to events that we host. The strangest thing is that they just BBQ'd their stuff and just sat around for the rest of the night. Weird.
Fish showed up at some point during the night which was slightly unexpected on my watch. The strange thing was that it felt exactly like the last time I saw Sparxx where it was nice to have her around, but things had just settled so far away from where they use to be. Overall it was just odd.
I soon settled back into my crazy ways though after taking part of one of BPICs magic shows. I was pretty rocked after this and so were many others including BPICgal and J-Bun.
Beirut started up and everything progressed up and down following that. Throughout the course of this, food was slung around and many, many drinks were consumed. Jumpy, Giles and I went to a concert later to join up with BPIC(gal) and J-Bun at a friend's concert. That was awesome. Mrs. Gora is gonna make it big one day beucase she has a wonderful voice.
When we returned home, it looked like a bomb had gone off. The Weekes sisters were down and out for the count and their was food all over the place. There were some randoms playing guitar on our porch. I didn't want to have to deal with any of it so I just retired to bed at that point shutting the door behind me.
Cleaning up this morning took about an hour. After four phases of dishwashing, some heavy wiping, crazy story telling from housemates and a heavy duty vacuuming, the house was somewhat decent again. Overall, it was certainly a very crazy night.
Friday, May 20, 2005
Tuesday, May 17, 2005
Time to set the night on fire!
Wednesday: Got to get through a four hour lab. Then, lost party at 9 and Episode III at midnight!
Thursday: Patty Pt.2 and OC season finale
Friday: Quiet night with J-Bun
Saturday: The 4-3-9 BBQ extravaganza. If you're in Kingston and your name is spelt with letters, than you are welcome to attend. Starts at six.
Current Song: Lifehouse - You and Me
Current Mood: Excited
Thursday: Patty Pt.2 and OC season finale
Friday: Quiet night with J-Bun
Saturday: The 4-3-9 BBQ extravaganza. If you're in Kingston and your name is spelt with letters, than you are welcome to attend. Starts at six.
Current Song: Lifehouse - You and Me
Current Mood: Excited
Sunday, May 15, 2005
Another Sunday down
So as the last entry, I left you everyone a little diddy about a pretty sweet weekend. The days following that were filled with the usual school and random nothings that I usually do. I watched a lot of lost, went to the gym and did a lot of running.
Over the course of wednesday and saturday we shot a bunch of Jitsu video for the Jitsumercial Jumpy is putting together for one of the instructors in South Carolina. This was a hell of a lot of fun because, we were just putting to together a lot of flashy Jitsu stuff and realy getting into talking about the nature of what we do. I'm excited to see the final product as well as get my hands on all of the cool footage we got.
It was nice to see Thumper again. I havn't seen that guy in about a month now but naturally we didn't miss a step and were up to our old tricks. I got to hear about his engagement which was a nice little treat.
Last night was a whole lot of fun as it saw the return of Dr. Fin and Frenchmabob! I havn't seen those guys since the new year and it was wicked sweet to have them back. After hanging out at the house for a while with McM's warchief for her birthday we went out to the BrewPub for scotches and just shot the shit like the good old days. I'm glad some things never change because it's the small things like that are the best things in life.
I am quite proud of McM's conduct in the past few weeks as, even though he's done some silly silly things, he is attempting to rectify them and in turn handle himself in a more distinguished manner. It's a good things he's got a good role model in myself. Now if I could only get him to be a bit tidier.
This weekend is a pure party weekend leading into the 2-4!. For one, there is no test this week! Weeeeeeeeeeeeee! Monday, Je-Pat is up and he wants to hit up the beach slam! Wednesday night Jumpy, BPIC and myslef are hitting up the midnight premiere of Episode III. Then starting friday, it's the 2-4 weekend with Dr. Fin, J-Bun and the usual posse! I am thinking that we might have a BBQ here at the 4-3-9.
Finally, after what seems like four months, on and off, the storm has finally quieted down. In moving the metaphor, it feels like I'm surveynig the reckage and seeing what can be salvaged and what's not worth it anymore. Only time will tell.
Closing thoughts:
- New Family Guy tonight!
- It's nice when there are constants in your life to pick you up when you're down.
- I'm pretty lucky to have known the people I've known
- This weekend is gonna be sweet!
- I got that Jitsu beat back in my heart again and it ticks and tocks for some bouncing!
- Thinkin of giving up the magic tricks for a little bit. Heard a story last night that didn't sit well with me.
- "And if you never stop when you wave goodbye. You just might find if you give it time, You will wave hello again... You just might wave hello again"
Current Song: John Mayer - Split Screen Sadness
Current Mood: Pleasantly sombre
Over the course of wednesday and saturday we shot a bunch of Jitsu video for the Jitsumercial Jumpy is putting together for one of the instructors in South Carolina. This was a hell of a lot of fun because, we were just putting to together a lot of flashy Jitsu stuff and realy getting into talking about the nature of what we do. I'm excited to see the final product as well as get my hands on all of the cool footage we got.
It was nice to see Thumper again. I havn't seen that guy in about a month now but naturally we didn't miss a step and were up to our old tricks. I got to hear about his engagement which was a nice little treat.
Last night was a whole lot of fun as it saw the return of Dr. Fin and Frenchmabob! I havn't seen those guys since the new year and it was wicked sweet to have them back. After hanging out at the house for a while with McM's warchief for her birthday we went out to the BrewPub for scotches and just shot the shit like the good old days. I'm glad some things never change because it's the small things like that are the best things in life.
I am quite proud of McM's conduct in the past few weeks as, even though he's done some silly silly things, he is attempting to rectify them and in turn handle himself in a more distinguished manner. It's a good things he's got a good role model in myself. Now if I could only get him to be a bit tidier.
This weekend is a pure party weekend leading into the 2-4!. For one, there is no test this week! Weeeeeeeeeeeeee! Monday, Je-Pat is up and he wants to hit up the beach slam! Wednesday night Jumpy, BPIC and myslef are hitting up the midnight premiere of Episode III. Then starting friday, it's the 2-4 weekend with Dr. Fin, J-Bun and the usual posse! I am thinking that we might have a BBQ here at the 4-3-9.
Finally, after what seems like four months, on and off, the storm has finally quieted down. In moving the metaphor, it feels like I'm surveynig the reckage and seeing what can be salvaged and what's not worth it anymore. Only time will tell.
Closing thoughts:
- New Family Guy tonight!
- It's nice when there are constants in your life to pick you up when you're down.
- I'm pretty lucky to have known the people I've known
- This weekend is gonna be sweet!
- I got that Jitsu beat back in my heart again and it ticks and tocks for some bouncing!
- Thinkin of giving up the magic tricks for a little bit. Heard a story last night that didn't sit well with me.
- "And if you never stop when you wave goodbye. You just might find if you give it time, You will wave hello again... You just might wave hello again"
Current Song: John Mayer - Split Screen Sadness
Current Mood: Pleasantly sombre
Monday, May 09, 2005
A sweet ass weekend
Well, I was waiting for the appropriate moment to write about the wickedly sweet time I had this weekend and based on the news I've just recieved, I think it's time to make that entry. Before moving on to that though I should start at the beginning of the weekend.
Friday was pretty tame. I was pretty sick of social nonsense at that point and tired of studying for tests as well so I decided to do dick fuck all. I came home, vegged out for a while, watched about three episodes of lost, ate and then watched three more episodes of lost. After that, I decided that I was going to do a bit of shopping for the BBQ the next day (when J-Bun was comming!!!). I've missed J-Bun since she left and I think she was a little down after leaving Kingston, so I wanted to do a little extra. So for the BBQ, I got her a little Aquafina citrus and some other items which will come up later in the story. After that, it was lazy time but before turning in, I watched another episode of lost. Seven episodes overall.
Saturday I arose to a gorgeous day. I decided to go running which proved to be not the best idea as I was dehydrated from not taking care of myself the day before. Thus towards the end of my sprinting sessions, I bottomed out. Thankfully that would be the worst part of my day. I came home to delicious Eggs and Bacon which McM had kindly made for me and topped it off with fruit and cereal. From there I tried to convince McM to go to future shop to buy a copy of phantom (which is a sweet movie) but he was getting ready for a boat cruise. Thus, I asked BPIC if he was interested in going and he was happy to partake since he was going out anyways.
Later, we would get to future shop and I would end up getting phantom as well as Simpsons season 4 and 5. After that we went groceries for some BBQ items and then went to homes to shower and such. After preparing a delicious salad and showering, J-Bun, BPIC and BPICgal arrived. BPIC brought venison steaks and boar sausage patties while BPICgal brought a pasta salad. I made a delicious greek salad while J-Bun brought delicious fruit and berries. The overall sum of everything was delicious. Big GentleG ended up joining us for a while as we stuffed our faces. BPIC would end up showing us some more magic tricks before and after dinner so needless to say, by the end, we were full and very happy.
We cleaned up a little and settled in for beers and the simpsons. During the course of simpsons mania, we dominated nachos and salsa even though we were full from steaks and Lockburgers (Boar patties). Following the simpsons, it was phantom time which took us into the end of the night. Overall, a very sweet night which saw us all dominated by food and smiles.
Yesterday (sunday) I worked a little, help BPIC put of flyers and then watched some TV with the gang a little while later. Nothing major.
The best news about the weekend came today though when I recieved news that my instructor has FINALLY gotten engaged to be married with his long time girlfriend. This is by far, some of the best news that I could have hoped for and am very happy for the two of them. So overall, this weekend gets a A+
Random thoughts:
- Lost is wicked sweet
- New episode of 24 tonight
- Family guy not so good last night
- Downloaded the new collective soul, dave matthews, star wars, backstreet boys albums. I'm sure people will only see backstreet say something stupid.
- Loving this weather
Current Song: Collective Soul - Counting the Days
Current Mood: Somber and Content with life
Friday was pretty tame. I was pretty sick of social nonsense at that point and tired of studying for tests as well so I decided to do dick fuck all. I came home, vegged out for a while, watched about three episodes of lost, ate and then watched three more episodes of lost. After that, I decided that I was going to do a bit of shopping for the BBQ the next day (when J-Bun was comming!!!). I've missed J-Bun since she left and I think she was a little down after leaving Kingston, so I wanted to do a little extra. So for the BBQ, I got her a little Aquafina citrus and some other items which will come up later in the story. After that, it was lazy time but before turning in, I watched another episode of lost. Seven episodes overall.
Saturday I arose to a gorgeous day. I decided to go running which proved to be not the best idea as I was dehydrated from not taking care of myself the day before. Thus towards the end of my sprinting sessions, I bottomed out. Thankfully that would be the worst part of my day. I came home to delicious Eggs and Bacon which McM had kindly made for me and topped it off with fruit and cereal. From there I tried to convince McM to go to future shop to buy a copy of phantom (which is a sweet movie) but he was getting ready for a boat cruise. Thus, I asked BPIC if he was interested in going and he was happy to partake since he was going out anyways.
Later, we would get to future shop and I would end up getting phantom as well as Simpsons season 4 and 5. After that we went groceries for some BBQ items and then went to homes to shower and such. After preparing a delicious salad and showering, J-Bun, BPIC and BPICgal arrived. BPIC brought venison steaks and boar sausage patties while BPICgal brought a pasta salad. I made a delicious greek salad while J-Bun brought delicious fruit and berries. The overall sum of everything was delicious. Big GentleG ended up joining us for a while as we stuffed our faces. BPIC would end up showing us some more magic tricks before and after dinner so needless to say, by the end, we were full and very happy.
We cleaned up a little and settled in for beers and the simpsons. During the course of simpsons mania, we dominated nachos and salsa even though we were full from steaks and Lockburgers (Boar patties). Following the simpsons, it was phantom time which took us into the end of the night. Overall, a very sweet night which saw us all dominated by food and smiles.
Yesterday (sunday) I worked a little, help BPIC put of flyers and then watched some TV with the gang a little while later. Nothing major.
The best news about the weekend came today though when I recieved news that my instructor has FINALLY gotten engaged to be married with his long time girlfriend. This is by far, some of the best news that I could have hoped for and am very happy for the two of them. So overall, this weekend gets a A+
Random thoughts:
- Lost is wicked sweet
- New episode of 24 tonight
- Family guy not so good last night
- Downloaded the new collective soul, dave matthews, star wars, backstreet boys albums. I'm sure people will only see backstreet say something stupid.
- Loving this weather
Current Song: Collective Soul - Counting the Days
Current Mood: Somber and Content with life
Friday, May 06, 2005
The unsent letter
"If you don't have something nice to say, you shouldn't say it at all"
That's something I've always followed for the most part. That way in turn no one will ever have to say anything bad back to you. And yet for the past two weeks, there have been a tonne of negative comments that I've wanted to make. So, I tried something new today to get out all of the negative things that have been floating around my head as of late. I wrote a letter which summarized everything into one big packet of rage and anger and by doing so I was allowed to let out some of this pent up emotion that has been harbouring. The letter itself will likely never see the light of day and it's probably better to stay that way. I recommend doing the same if you need to get something off your chest or need to vent.
In other news, on the lighter side of zout, the past week has mainly revolved around school and downloading lost episodes. The peril of good television is that it sucks you in and from then on in you're hooked on it like a drug. Thus I forsee a lot of lost this weekend as oppose to necessary studying.
I've had nothing but burgers this week. They're delicious and easy to make. Pretty healthy overall too. Sunday and monday, I made my patented Batista burger which in most circle is known as the Jalapeno burger. Wednesday, McM made me a Sirloin burger which was also fantastic. Thursday saw the rise a new creation which will definately be a hit in the house over the summer and future bbqs. There was leftover Assassin Pate (feta pate) from the family guy get together we had on sunday. In my desire for a new taste on the Batista Burger, I covered it in Assassin Pate. The rest is history and now we have the Evolution Burger.
It's suppose to be an awesome weekend. Sunny and warm all weekend which equals brilliance. Thus don't be suprised to see me out on the Patio muchin on nachos and salsa. Also gonna be some sweet running weather. J-Bun, BPIC and BPICgal are comming over for what will surely be a sweet dinner on saturday! Sunday, mother's day! Don't forget kiddies!
I'm hoping by the weekends end I'll be back to my light comtemplative mode as oppose to serious mode which I've been stuck in more than I would like to have been in recent times.
Current Mood: Contemplative
Current Song: All I have - J-Lo ft. LL
That's something I've always followed for the most part. That way in turn no one will ever have to say anything bad back to you. And yet for the past two weeks, there have been a tonne of negative comments that I've wanted to make. So, I tried something new today to get out all of the negative things that have been floating around my head as of late. I wrote a letter which summarized everything into one big packet of rage and anger and by doing so I was allowed to let out some of this pent up emotion that has been harbouring. The letter itself will likely never see the light of day and it's probably better to stay that way. I recommend doing the same if you need to get something off your chest or need to vent.
In other news, on the lighter side of zout, the past week has mainly revolved around school and downloading lost episodes. The peril of good television is that it sucks you in and from then on in you're hooked on it like a drug. Thus I forsee a lot of lost this weekend as oppose to necessary studying.
I've had nothing but burgers this week. They're delicious and easy to make. Pretty healthy overall too. Sunday and monday, I made my patented Batista burger which in most circle is known as the Jalapeno burger. Wednesday, McM made me a Sirloin burger which was also fantastic. Thursday saw the rise a new creation which will definately be a hit in the house over the summer and future bbqs. There was leftover Assassin Pate (feta pate) from the family guy get together we had on sunday. In my desire for a new taste on the Batista Burger, I covered it in Assassin Pate. The rest is history and now we have the Evolution Burger.
It's suppose to be an awesome weekend. Sunny and warm all weekend which equals brilliance. Thus don't be suprised to see me out on the Patio muchin on nachos and salsa. Also gonna be some sweet running weather. J-Bun, BPIC and BPICgal are comming over for what will surely be a sweet dinner on saturday! Sunday, mother's day! Don't forget kiddies!
I'm hoping by the weekends end I'll be back to my light comtemplative mode as oppose to serious mode which I've been stuck in more than I would like to have been in recent times.
Current Mood: Contemplative
Current Song: All I have - J-Lo ft. LL
Saturday, April 30, 2005
Wowzers
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"
"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"
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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