Sunday, March 30, 2003

I've done some site updating. Now, as you can probably tell, there are links. So check 'em out, because they are sweet.

Saturday, March 29, 2003

"Al, we already decided you are number two. That would make you....number two." - Melissa, drunk.

"I didn't even realize I was talking until I heard noise coming out of my mouth." - Lorne.

I went to the Blazers game tonight, game 5 against Kootenay. Down 3-1 in the series the Blazers won 7-6. It was a wicked game. Tons of momentum changes, very exciting, and a couple of beauty goals to boot. Funniest part of the game - Blazers forward Jarret Lukin, for no apparent reason, charges in from the blue line and just CRUSHES the Kootenay goalie while the puck is in the corner. He got 5 and a game for charging. I don't know why he did it, and, being a former goalie I hate when goalies get run at, but my god was that funny. The 'nucks won tonight too, 5-1, so it was a good hockey night all around.

On a completely different topic, I've been downloading A LOT of tunes lately off Kazaa and I've re-discovered Chris Cornell. He used to be in Soundgarden, and now he's the lead singer for Audioslave, but between the two bands he put out a wicked solo CD. I had forgotten he ever put out a solo album but I'm glad I remembered because it's amazing. Well, at least I think it's great. But then again, I'm a Seattle-grunge music junkie (Pearl Jam, Nirvana, Soundgarden, Alice in Chains....) so maybe you won't like it as much as me, but check it out anyways, it rocks.

Wednesday, March 26, 2003

"I have nothing to declare except my genuis." - Oscar Wilde

Well, what has widely been speculated for years is now proven to be true: I am an idiot. Okay, maybe I'm not an idiot, but I'm doing a pretty good impression of one right now. I messed up some due dates and combined with my shitty time management skills, I will basically be locked in my house for awhile doing homework all night and all day in order to get a passing mark in my photo/lit class.

It's my own fault really, I mean, I had all God damn semester to do the work - I just decide to do other things all semester, like hang out with my friends. And despite the fact that I'm paying for that decision now, I don't regret it for a second because this semester has been some of the funnest months of my life, which is a rare for me to say when talking about school. And I think that's more important than getting a B+ on a fine arts project instead of a C+. As a matter of fact, I'd be content with a C. I really don't care. Just pass me and get me the hell out of there. Fuck You Fine Arts!

Today I managed to take 4 pages of notes for my film class, start my photo/lit project, read an entire novel for photo/lit and write a (shitty) essay on the book. It's been productive but I've still got lots left to do. So, because I'll probably be stressed out and whiny for a few days yet, I issue this advance apology to any friends and/or family I inter-act with, any drivers out there I flip off, any dogs I might kick in an angry rage (just kidding) and anyone I attack with the jug of doom: Sorry for being a complainin' pain in the ass. But all systems will return to normal soon. Oh, by the way, when I said "anyone I attack with the jug of doom" I just meant Mike.

Watch it Eng or you'll get a face full of jug!

Just kidding, I'm actually not actin' too crazy and weird, I just typed a lot of that because it gave me an excuse to take a quick break between doing real homework.

Monday, March 24, 2003

I turned on the news yesterday and caught the last part of a 'streeter' interview regarding the war. I only caught the interview in mid-sentence, but the old guy being interviewed said "--He's worse than Hitler and Stalin combined and he must be stopped."

I didn't know whether he was talking about Hussein or Bush.

I think that says enough right there.

Sunday, March 23, 2003

"If you cry and bake cakes you can manipulate people." - Melissa

"I'm fuckin' up there dancing with a cheese pie." - Keith Hamilton, Scottish music journalist for MOJO magazine, relaying a quote spoke to him during an interview with some high-as-a-kite drugged up musician.

So we're all back from the journalism conference in New Westminster. It was a pretty fun time - learned a little bit, heard some good stories, especially from the music journalists. I also met Geoff Gauthier, former Omega editor who's now the editor of BCIT's The Link. I have to say that he is one of the coolest guys around. We stayed at my place in Langley, and on saturday night we went into Van and went to The Royal where some band called The Salteens were having a CD release party. It was a good night with a fair bit of drinking. Then on the skytrain ride home we were lucky enough to listen to 2 old drunks arguing about....i don't know what, but man was it funny. The whole conversation went pretty much like this:

Old drunk #1: Fuck you.
Old drunk #2: Ah, why don't cha just shut the fuck up.

Good times, good times.

You can see some photos from the weekend at mike's site, so click here now or you'll be devoured by moths.

The trip home just fuckin' blew. We stopped in Hope but it was too dark to get a picture of me with the pissing bear. It was raining. Then it snowed so hard I couldn't see ANYTHING and I had to drive about 20 km/h blindly. It was pretty scary. But then we stopped in Merritt for ice cream so all was well.

But despite the shittiness of the drive home, the weekend was great, even if my best friends want to paint the walls of their house with my blood.

Wednesday, March 19, 2003

Happy Birthday Jerm!

Well its officially Jeremy's birthday now, the big 1-9. Brings back a lot of memories, I remember my 19th birthday like it was three years ago.

Well, actually I don't remember my 19th birthday, which is how it should be. So Jeremy, listen up because I know you're reading this -- Later on, If I ask you what you did this weekend and you give me an answer other than "I can't remember" I'm going to beat you with a burlap sack full of doorknobs. So you'd better drink, and drink heavily. Have one on me, Hell have 10. Next time I'm home I'll buy ya a beer. Happy Birthday Dude.

Tuesday, March 18, 2003

Let it be said that getting up at 7:30 in the morning never does anybody any good.

Go back to bed.

Monday, March 17, 2003

In my magazine writing class today we did a writing excercise where we had to write about The most important thing I've ever learned. So, just for the hell of it, I decided to post it below for all to see.

The most important thing I’ve ever learned:

The most important thing that I have ever learned is that as long as you can at least pretend to be in control, then people will believe that you are. Yep, faking it is the way to go. It can get you out of any kind of situation possible. You’re boss wants to know why you haven’t submitted your big report yet, when in fact you’ve forgotten to do it? No problem, just fake it:

"It’s done but I’m having computer problems. You’ll have it by lunch time." Boom! You just bought yourself a few more hours, so go back to playing computer solitaire, you lazy bastard.

It’s called the fine art of bullshitting your way through life, and while I wouldn’t recommend you do this often, it is a necessary life skill that can get you out of more than a few sticky situations.

Don't want to talk about how you're really feeling? Come up with some bullshit about how you are 'fine', then talk for a few moments about how good you really are, and for the most part people will believe you. Or if they don't believe you they'll usually stop asking anyways.

Basically, being able to bullshit allows you to be lazy. Sure, you might have 3 news stories due for a class, but its more fun to play PS2 all day then, when the prof asks you why your stories arent in, you just mumble "Oh yeah, my interviews got rescheduled. I’m waiting for some more things to develop before I write it up, so it’ll be done soon."

But you gotta pick your spots. I don't ever reccomend trying to be fake when you tell someone "I love you." First of all, when you say that, you should mean it 100%. And secondly, a fake-out like that is bound to be exposed, and if you're a guy and you faked an "I love you" to your girlfriend, you are bound to get a swift kick in the junk.

So the fine art of bullshitting is the most important thing I've ever learned. The trick is, just sound sincere.

Sunday, March 16, 2003

Sorry there's no quote to start this post off but I haven't heard that many good quotes lately, and the ones I do hear I either forget or am forbidden to post. Even though this forbidden quote would have been funny, and definately post-worthy, it would jeopardize my so far argument-free friendship with a certain person. And as much as I love this blog, I value friendship (and my physical well being...kidding!) more than that. Also, for you persistent mo-fo's out there who really really need to know the quote, don't bother tracking me down in person because I'll just claim I've forgotten, so fahgetaboutit.

I know I haven't really posted in awhile so I'll fill ya in on what's been happening. Mike and I, with the help of a few other J-school renegades, have started our humour "paper" called The Daily Deco. It's a little one-pager that is floating around the clocktower lab, and in the summer will probably be put online for your viewing pleasure, so check that out. Basically, what The Daily Deco is, is a J-school related ripoff of The Onion. And if you think it's good now wait until the summer, because once I'm out of here I'll be free to say whatever I want about whoever and whatever the hell I want to without fear of repercussions. I'm just kidding, it's all in good fun, so if you see your name in it, don't be offended by it. And if you are...FUCK YOU! GET A SENSE OF HUMOUR JERKASS! Just kiddin' again of course.

So this weekend was a sort of low-key, but was still fun. It was a far cry from last weekend's insane craziness. A far cry indeed.

Wednesday, March 12, 2003

"I like pants, they keep me from...being pantsless." - Meghan.

Well said, Meghan. Well said.
I found this joke in Sports Illustrated that cheered me up. It's from Bill Scheft's humour column. Melissa will like it because I know how much she hates Nike because of their business practices.

"Thousands of Nike shoes adrift after spilling from container ship:
Water damage caused the shoes to shrink so much they fit the kids who made them."

Sorry, thats the only joke I've got at the moment, but it's a good one.

Monday, March 10, 2003

"It was different because these were real cops, not Mexican cops that I could bribe." - Carlos

Sunday, March 09, 2003

Swing and a miss.

Oh well, I guess I'm just happy to be on the team.

Saturday, March 08, 2003

"I thought the ten bucks covered the drugs. Where's the drugs?" - Dustin.

Friday, March 07, 2003

This lightning's fine
She picks up these tired parts of mine
who's carrying you tonight?
She's carrying me all of mine

Up again, down again, out of your head
When she's beside you you're nearly not so dead.
Up again, down again, out of your head
When she's beside you you're always at your best.

- Matthew Good "Song for the girl"

I bought the new Matthew Good CD today called Avalanche. It's a pretty damn good disc, but that's to be expected because, well, it's Matt Good and he kicks ass. Good mix of mellow and loud, kind of like his last album. The above lyrics are from one of my favourite songs from the CD. I don't know why I felt the need to put lyrics up, I just did dammit so leave me alone!

It's way to fuckin' cold outside though. With the crazy wind it must be like -15 or so. Stupid Weather. It's march for God's sake! I'm used to rain in March, and every other month for that matter.

Oh, sweet wonderful rain where art thou?

Tuesday, March 04, 2003

"You are listening, not commenting!" - a certain group member's bitchy remark to me when I interrupted her and criticized one of her ideas regarding our group presentation.

I know people don't like getting interrupted, but what's with the attitude mrs.high-and-mighty?

Fuck off.

Monday, March 03, 2003

Melissa: If I called you and I was sad, would you sympathize with me?

Meghan: Not if you called and said you killed a puppy.

Oh, the quotes were flying tonight. Everyone was in a talkative mood and it was a good night overall. Shaun very sneakily moved into Melissa and Meghan's house tonight. Well, if you ask Melissa, he's just storing stuff in Kris' old room. Stuff which includes himself. Yep, he's just storing himself there.

Some other weird things came up too, like how my house in Langley is emotionless (for exact quote click here), how Melissa saying I was her best friend would just be gay, and how I cannot for the life of me remember the first time I met anyone. Oh, and Mike never learned to ride a bike. How funny is that?

Sunday, March 02, 2003

"If you can't drink then you have no purpose." - Melissa.

Saturday, March 01, 2003

"Check out pink-shirt. I saw her at Upper College when she was doing laundry. She was wearing her laundry-pants" - Carlos.

Nothing too interesting to post tonight, just wanted to mention Carlos and the laundry pants before I forgot. Funny shit.

I have to start sleeping regular hours pretty soon, this is getting ridiculous. Its 5:00 in the damn morning and I still haven't went to bed. That's not good, but it has become the norm lately. I'm not going to be able to do this for much longer I don't think.