Cram it with a walnut shorty, I quit
mood: Liberated
music playing: DJ Drunken Master - Butterflyed Eyes (DJDM So High Mix)
I quit my job today, and did quite the thorough job of burning that bridge.
George Constanza would be proud of my resignation, and the zingers I threw into it. I did the classy thing and took the time to wish the company the best of luck in their future online drug and gas endeavours. Because truly that is what an ISP needs to focus on, drugs and petroleum.
Some might be wondering what all this hostility towards my former employer is about. Well, after getting screwed around by them for over a year, and getting absolutely NO benefits. I'm incredibly enthusiastic about telling them to go to hell.
George Constanza would be proud of my resignation, and the zingers I threw into it. I did the classy thing and took the time to wish the company the best of luck in their future online drug and gas endeavours. Because truly that is what an ISP needs to focus on, drugs and petroleum.
Some might be wondering what all this hostility towards my former employer is about. Well, after getting screwed around by them for over a year, and getting absolutely NO benefits. I'm incredibly enthusiastic about telling them to go to hell.
The Skydome cost nearly $600 million to build, and was paid for with my fucking tax money.
Did they even have the courtesy to come by and ask my opinion about giving the damn thing away for practically nothing? No they did not.
Had they, I most certainly would have kicked someone in the nuts and then voiced my disapproval of this idea.
Did they even have the courtesy to come by and ask my opinion about giving the damn thing away for practically nothing? No they did not.
Had they, I most certainly would have kicked someone in the nuts and then voiced my disapproval of this idea.
During the closing moments of the movie, while Ptolemy went on and on with his winded speech, my mind wondered off and I came up with an ammusing idea.
Now picture if you will, the slave boy that was holding the ink for the scribe, during Ptolemy's speech. We take that kid and create a whole movie around him. Well not him, so much but his wacky brother played by Chris Farley!! One day, said ink holder gets sick and in order to keep his family from getting in trouble, Chris Farley throws on his brothers tiny loincloth and little gold arm band and rushes off to work at the Library of Alexandria where comedy is sure to ensue. He could spill ink all over some important papyrus scrolls, or fall through some of those day bed/couches, maybe knock some stuff over and set fire to the great Library of Alexandria. The posiblities are endless, and all too humorous. Too bad Farley has passed along, and now my movie idea has no chance of getting made.
Now on to my review of the movie. It was a yawn.
There were some cool battles, but they were few and far between. The rest was boring, boring, boring, yapping about old greek heros, bitchy mothers, and gay love triangles.
Angelina Jolie played the Heather Locklear of Macedonia, meaning that she was a total bitch. It also didn't help her cause that she would not stop caressing snakes in her scenes, and no that's not a euphemism, she seriously had too many creepy snakes all over the place, I was grossed out.
There were other people in the movie and the all had roles in it, but I've lost all interest in discussing any of them, so this review is over.
Now picture if you will, the slave boy that was holding the ink for the scribe, during Ptolemy's speech. We take that kid and create a whole movie around him. Well not him, so much but his wacky brother played by Chris Farley!! One day, said ink holder gets sick and in order to keep his family from getting in trouble, Chris Farley throws on his brothers tiny loincloth and little gold arm band and rushes off to work at the Library of Alexandria where comedy is sure to ensue. He could spill ink all over some important papyrus scrolls, or fall through some of those day bed/couches, maybe knock some stuff over and set fire to the great Library of Alexandria. The posiblities are endless, and all too humorous. Too bad Farley has passed along, and now my movie idea has no chance of getting made.
Now on to my review of the movie. It was a yawn.
There were some cool battles, but they were few and far between. The rest was boring, boring, boring, yapping about old greek heros, bitchy mothers, and gay love triangles.
Angelina Jolie played the Heather Locklear of Macedonia, meaning that she was a total bitch. It also didn't help her cause that she would not stop caressing snakes in her scenes, and no that's not a euphemism, she seriously had too many creepy snakes all over the place, I was grossed out.
There were other people in the movie and the all had roles in it, but I've lost all interest in discussing any of them, so this review is over.
-7°c With Windchill and scattered snow fall, and I'm nice and warm at home, with my fuzzy blue comforter. Enjoy the weather, non-vacationing suckers : P
About three years ago I switched banks and opend up a chequing account with TD. At that time I was given 4 cheques. In the time since then I've managed to go through 3 of the 4 said cheques. Thanks to the times we live in, with internets, telegrams, microwaves and what have yous, I've never needed to use the bloody things.
Today I had to give a deposit to the travel agent to book my BC trip, and the jerks wanted a cheque! So into my safe I went looking for the stupid last cheque. Now that I ran out, I went over to the TD website and ordered some from their self-help page. Now get ready for the scandalous part of the story, the mother fuckers are charging me $17 for god damn cheques!!!!!! Outrageous!!!
I'll give them their blood money, but you better belive that the little memo line is gonna be filled with idle threats.
Today I had to give a deposit to the travel agent to book my BC trip, and the jerks wanted a cheque! So into my safe I went looking for the stupid last cheque. Now that I ran out, I went over to the TD website and ordered some from their self-help page. Now get ready for the scandalous part of the story, the mother fuckers are charging me $17 for god damn cheques!!!!!! Outrageous!!!
I'll give them their blood money, but you better belive that the little memo line is gonna be filled with idle threats.
George Stroumboulopoulos departs MuchMusic
mood: meh
music playing: Spineshank - Consumed (Obsessive Compulsive)
I'm a bit behind on the news. But the reason for George's don't give a rats ass attitude on Much Music as of late, has been explained.
It seems the G man has been made an offer by the CBC to host his own hour long show on Newsworld.
His departure from Much is sad only in the fact that theres nothing worth while left on that station. The VJ's left there are all tools, and Loud has been reduced to a measly 30min stint. The Wedge is on at such random intervals that I can't even remember the last time I saw it, and as far as I know R U Receiving is gone. The New Music is still a great George hosted show but I usually catch it's first airing on CityTV not the reruns on Much.
The Loud channel might be good, but I wouldn't know since I don't actually have a digital cable box to watch it on.
These days I get my music video quota by checking out news sites and downloading whatever video they say is out. Friendly P2P sources are great for that sort of thing.
Now to the George side of the story. Ever since Much started to take a nose dive, I've been expecting George to bail.
Having to take part in Fandamodium, the Fear-Factor for kids show on Much, appears to be what finally broke the camels hump. I'm surprised that he didn't quit when the idea for the show, let alone him taking part in it, was brought up.
Having been a fan of his since the Edge 102 days, and having had the chance to speak with him on several occasions, as well as having run into and stood by him in the middle of more than a few mosh-pits through out the years, I can honestly say that he is a good guy and I wish him the best of luck on his new stint at CBC Newsworld. His Tommy Douglas - Greatest Canadian piece on the CBC a few weeks back was quite good. Hell I went and voted for Tommy after George made such a convincing argument on his behalf. So I'm sure he'll do just fine over there.
It seems the G man has been made an offer by the CBC to host his own hour long show on Newsworld.
His departure from Much is sad only in the fact that theres nothing worth while left on that station. The VJ's left there are all tools, and Loud has been reduced to a measly 30min stint. The Wedge is on at such random intervals that I can't even remember the last time I saw it, and as far as I know R U Receiving is gone. The New Music is still a great George hosted show but I usually catch it's first airing on CityTV not the reruns on Much.
The Loud channel might be good, but I wouldn't know since I don't actually have a digital cable box to watch it on.
These days I get my music video quota by checking out news sites and downloading whatever video they say is out. Friendly P2P sources are great for that sort of thing.
Now to the George side of the story. Ever since Much started to take a nose dive, I've been expecting George to bail.
Having to take part in Fandamodium, the Fear-Factor for kids show on Much, appears to be what finally broke the camels hump. I'm surprised that he didn't quit when the idea for the show, let alone him taking part in it, was brought up.
Having been a fan of his since the Edge 102 days, and having had the chance to speak with him on several occasions, as well as having run into and stood by him in the middle of more than a few mosh-pits through out the years, I can honestly say that he is a good guy and I wish him the best of luck on his new stint at CBC Newsworld. His Tommy Douglas - Greatest Canadian piece on the CBC a few weeks back was quite good. Hell I went and voted for Tommy after George made such a convincing argument on his behalf. So I'm sure he'll do just fine over there.
Go sign this petition:
PETITION TO THE HOUSE OF COMMONS
IN PARLIAMENT ASSEMBLED
NO STAR WARS FOR CANADAWE, the undersigned residents of Canada, draw the attention of the House to the following:
THAT Canadians want to build a peaceful world based on human security;
THAT supporting Star Wars would undermine Canada’s proud tradition of supporting arms control;
THAT this new weapons system is destabilizing, expensive and doesn’t work;
THAT the development of the Star Wars missile defence was only permitted by abandoning one of the world’s most important arms control treaties: the Anti Ballistic Missile Treaty.
THEREFORE, your petitioners call upon Parliament to:
ACKNOWLEDGE that Canada will not participate in a Star Wars missile defence program and strongly condemns George Bush’s destabilizing plans;
WORK with our partners in peace for more arms control and to peacefully bring an end to the production and sale of weapons of mass destruction and any material used to build them; SAY “NO” to Star Wars.
Sweet Baby Jesus! Ol' Dirty Bastard has died
mood: meh
music playing: Insane Clown Posse feat. Ol' Dirty Bastard - Bitches
What's up with that?
Much like the ladies, I can't blame the sulphiric acid for wanting to get my pants off, but damn it am I pissed off over the fact that it burnt through my new pair of pants!
My car battery is on it's last legs, so I purchased a new battery from Canadian Tire. I'm not sure how familiar you are with car batteries, but these things are damn heavy, so while carrying it back to the car it leaned up against my front, due to the fact that i wasn't able to jauntily carry it beside me one handed style.
After throwing the battery in my trunk I noticed a small amount of liquid on one of my hands. I freaked out cause I thought it might be battery acid, I took a wiff and it smelt not acid like, and my hands weren't burning, but just to be cautious I emptied a whole bottle of water washing my hands off.
I thought nothing else of the acid till late last night when I was sitting around the Turk's place and noticed a small hole in my pants. I was upset by this small hole and said "WTF? Where did this come from?". While examining the hole I lifted my shirt up and saw an even bigger and I mean BIGGER hole, the size of my hand right in the upper thight area! Needles to say, I flipped out over that discovery, stupid fucking Canadian Tire and their overfilled piece of shit car battery burnt through my awsome new Split pants : (
My car battery is on it's last legs, so I purchased a new battery from Canadian Tire. I'm not sure how familiar you are with car batteries, but these things are damn heavy, so while carrying it back to the car it leaned up against my front, due to the fact that i wasn't able to jauntily carry it beside me one handed style.
After throwing the battery in my trunk I noticed a small amount of liquid on one of my hands. I freaked out cause I thought it might be battery acid, I took a wiff and it smelt not acid like, and my hands weren't burning, but just to be cautious I emptied a whole bottle of water washing my hands off.
I thought nothing else of the acid till late last night when I was sitting around the Turk's place and noticed a small hole in my pants. I was upset by this small hole and said "WTF? Where did this come from?". While examining the hole I lifted my shirt up and saw an even bigger and I mean BIGGER hole, the size of my hand right in the upper thight area! Needles to say, I flipped out over that discovery, stupid fucking Canadian Tire and their overfilled piece of shit car battery burnt through my awsome new Split pants : (
Airing Nov 30th at 8:00pm on WNED Buffalo PBS (in Toronto it's Rogers cable channel 61). marketers persuaders ongoing effort to saturate the world with their brands.
FRONTLINE takes an in-depth look at the "persuasion industries" - advertising and public relations. To cut through mass-media clutter and to overcome consumers' growing resistance to their pitches, marketers have developed new ways of integrating their messages deeper into the fabric of our lives, using sophisticated market research techniques to better understand consumers, and turning increasingly to the little-understood techniques of public relations to make sure their messages come from sources we trust. A documentary essay, "The Persuaders" also explores how the culture of marketing has come to shape the way Americans understand the world and themselves, and how the techniques of the persuasion industries have migrated to politics, shaping the way our leaders formulate policy, influence public opinion, make decisions and stay in power.On the same train of thought, there's an article in this months Wired(Issue 12.11 - November 2004) that covers the Decline of Brandnames, due to the
This Nike COMMJacket that I spotted over at engadget.com looks awsome.
It'd be the perfect thing for communicating with your friends while bombing down a hill on your snowboard. Unfortunately the $800 pricetag is a bit too steep to allow me to go buy a pair of these, hopefully I can find them next year in the bargin bin at a resonable price... hopefully.
The new Nike ACG COMMJacket includes a built-in two-way radio system that should help you work around this horrible state of being. Fitted with a speaker near your ear and a microphone near (duh) your mouth, the COMMJacket will allow you to simply tap your chest, Star Trek-style, and talk to your friends.
It'd be the perfect thing for communicating with your friends while bombing down a hill on your snowboard. Unfortunately the $800 pricetag is a bit too steep to allow me to go buy a pair of these, hopefully I can find them next year in the bargin bin at a resonable price... hopefully.
Oh wait, its the start of November, what the fuck am I doing wishing everyone a Merry Christmas? I must have been fooled by all the fucking TV commercials and fucking trees and decorations that have been put up in public places such as the mall.
Next year can we at least wait till AFTER Remembrance Day before we crank on the ol' Christmas Hype Machine? Please? Pretty Please?
[disclaimer]: I have nothing against Christmas itself, I love the presents and the pine trees, and the christmas bread. After Halloween it's the best holiday of the year.
I just get annoyed by the uber-annoying, almost hostile, overly aggresive, shoving of it down my throat.
Next year can we at least wait till AFTER Remembrance Day before we crank on the ol' Christmas Hype Machine? Please? Pretty Please?
[disclaimer]: I have nothing against Christmas itself, I love the presents and the pine trees, and the christmas bread. After Halloween it's the best holiday of the year.
I just get annoyed by the uber-annoying, almost hostile, overly aggresive, shoving of it down my throat.
This is the note for the second disc of the T2: Extreme DVD, that disc being the high resolution version of the film, stored in some proprietary Microsoft video format:
And don't even get me started on the thought of this discs longevity. Will I be able to watch it next year in the Media Player 10? Will the Media Player 9 licensing server, even be up and running next year or the one after that? How do I know that this DVD, that I paid good money for, won't just be a useless coaster in the future? The simple answers is, I don't, and no one else does either. So what I propose is to encourage the cracking, pirating and P2P sharing of all this stuff, until the point in time when these companies realize that DRM is just an incredibly annoying piece of crap, and that they should respect their customers and not sell them stupid, crippled down, versions of their products.
This is the very reason why I did not purchase Massive Attacks new album: Danny the Dog Soundtrack. As soon as I flipped to the back of the album to check out the track listing I saw a blurb about how super protected the disc is. This was my queue to put it down and not bother paying them for a crippled disc that won't properly play in my cars MP3 deck.
Now that I'm home I've found the album on a P2P network, and am in the process of burning it to CD in a nice friendly format that will play in all stereos. Sorry about that Massive Attack, but if you want me to buy your album you need to speak to your stupid record label and convince them of what a bad idea this CD DRM schemes are. Don't worry about the money though Massive Attack, I'll still give you plenty when you come to town for a concert.
The movie content on the ROM portion of this disc contains security features that require you to connect to the Internet to receive updates to your Windows Media Player and licenses for the content on the enclosed DVD.Silly me, I thought paying for this movie at the store was all the licensing I needed to watch it. Now it turns out I have to bend over over backwards for Microsoft to install some DRM infected, overly-bloated, piece of crap Media Player 9 onto my computer, which will then send only god knows what to them when the program phones home to make sure I'm properly licensed.
And don't even get me started on the thought of this discs longevity. Will I be able to watch it next year in the Media Player 10? Will the Media Player 9 licensing server, even be up and running next year or the one after that? How do I know that this DVD, that I paid good money for, won't just be a useless coaster in the future? The simple answers is, I don't, and no one else does either. So what I propose is to encourage the cracking, pirating and P2P sharing of all this stuff, until the point in time when these companies realize that DRM is just an incredibly annoying piece of crap, and that they should respect their customers and not sell them stupid, crippled down, versions of their products.
This is the very reason why I did not purchase Massive Attacks new album: Danny the Dog Soundtrack. As soon as I flipped to the back of the album to check out the track listing I saw a blurb about how super protected the disc is. This was my queue to put it down and not bother paying them for a crippled disc that won't properly play in my cars MP3 deck.
Now that I'm home I've found the album on a P2P network, and am in the process of burning it to CD in a nice friendly format that will play in all stereos. Sorry about that Massive Attack, but if you want me to buy your album you need to speak to your stupid record label and convince them of what a bad idea this CD DRM schemes are. Don't worry about the money though Massive Attack, I'll still give you plenty when you come to town for a concert.
It's been about three or four years since this baby was first suppose to come out, and since then a lot of things planned for the Giger series, such as... a whole series instead of just one figure, also planned was a massive diorama where you put three figures together to form a massive one. But none of that was done, because it was far too complicated, and because they could barely figure out how to get this one piece out. So in order to stop any more delays, McFarlane has finally released one of the long awaited Giger figures. It's a rather smallish nine inch version, of what we were all waiting for but none the less it looks awsome. Comparing it to one of the prints I have of the Li2 painting, it looks superb, even down to the fine details.
I'd gush more about it, but since it's common knowledge that I worship Giger's art, I'll just leave you with some pictures.
I'd gush more about it, but since it's common knowledge that I worship Giger's art, I'll just leave you with some pictures.
From listening to all the political pundits talking heads , the lead issue that lost Kerry the election was something dubbed "Moral Issues".
What are the Moral issues you might ask? Same sex marriges, abortion rights, and stem-cell research. Apperantly all those states sandwiched between the two coasts are fillied with people who believe that their marriages are threatened by those of gay people. It would seem that they have never heard of, or understood, the concept of separating church and state.
These Moral Issues had a higher priority than skyrocketing health care, a $434 billion dollar deficit, and the war in Iraq/Terrorism.
Now the part that I find really ammusing is that 80% of Canadians would have voted for Kerry despite all those moral issues that the yankees had with him. But then again in our enlightened country we also try and keep the church out of our gay marriges, decriminalized marijuana and topless women in public laws. But then again we're wacky like that.
I can only hope that Bush leaves us alone, and that Paul Martin doesn't totally fuck us overy trying to bend over for him, a la missle defense et all.
Although, I should add that all this theorizing is based on the assumption that we are believeing the same exit polling people that were telling us that Kerry was winning for the better part of the day.
But I suppose the exit pollers could be right, and Kerry did have a lead over Bush. In which case you have to wonder what exactly happend to all the e-votes that mysteriously shifted over in Bush's favour.
I do belive we have a fresh conspiracy on our hands.
Here are some of the better comments I've seen around the blogspehre, some of which were stolen from random(foo):
What are the Moral issues you might ask? Same sex marriges, abortion rights, and stem-cell research. Apperantly all those states sandwiched between the two coasts are fillied with people who believe that their marriages are threatened by those of gay people. It would seem that they have never heard of, or understood, the concept of separating church and state.
These Moral Issues had a higher priority than skyrocketing health care, a $434 billion dollar deficit, and the war in Iraq/Terrorism.
Now the part that I find really ammusing is that 80% of Canadians would have voted for Kerry despite all those moral issues that the yankees had with him. But then again in our enlightened country we also try and keep the church out of our gay marriges, decriminalized marijuana and topless women in public laws. But then again we're wacky like that.
I can only hope that Bush leaves us alone, and that Paul Martin doesn't totally fuck us overy trying to bend over for him, a la missle defense et all.
Although, I should add that all this theorizing is based on the assumption that we are believeing the same exit polling people that were telling us that Kerry was winning for the better part of the day.
But I suppose the exit pollers could be right, and Kerry did have a lead over Bush. In which case you have to wonder what exactly happend to all the e-votes that mysteriously shifted over in Bush's favour.
I do belive we have a fresh conspiracy on our hands.
Here are some of the better comments I've seen around the blogspehre, some of which were stolen from random(foo):
"Good, Go Ahead, America, Choke on Your Own Vomit, You Deserve to Die."
"Get over it," he said, "The way you feel now is exactly how I felt when Nixon won a second term -- crushed. I just couldn't believe America was that stupid. But remember what happened to Nixon that term."
By the slimmest of margins, and it looks like, because of a completely irrelevant bigotry, we have validated the administration's actions abroad, and committed ourselves to a set of foreign, economic, civil rights and environmental policies that will probably take a lifetime to undo
Here we go again:
Bush 254
Kerry 252
Bush 254
Kerry 252
Transmission third world war third round
A decade of the weapon of sound above ground
Ain't no shelter if you're looking for shade
I lick shots at the brutal charade
As tha polls close like a casket
On truth devoured
A silent play on the shadow of power
A spectacle monopolized
The camera's eye on choice disguised
Was it cast for the mass who burn and toil?
Or for the vultures who thirst for blood and oil?
A spectacle monopolized
They hold the reins and stole your eyes
As mentioned earlier, Sunday was pretty much a bust, on the "get outside", "get anything productive done" side of things. But the other days were filled with Halloween fun.
Friday was the annual Halloween house party. I went as Donnie Darko from the end of the movie (skeleton suit, with grey hoodie), no one knew who I was suppose to be. Not much or out of the ordinary to report there.
Saturday was the annual Phoenix Halloween Bash. Now that was one fun night. The best costume award went to an incredibly well done Edward Scissorhands and second prize went to a guy dressed as a water cooler (Jug on head, box for body, and a water spout on the front). In my opinion the coolest costume was a guy dressed as Wakko from Animaniacs. I'd say the best costume from the female department, was a slutty nurse, in a tight, bossom revealing, PVC outfit. Runner up was Slutty Cop in a PVC outfit. With third prize going to a Slutty Goth Witch in a low cut outfit. Although they were all winners in my book, and it's a discredit to their hard work, to rank them in the manner that I've just done.
I forgot to mention that Whilst waiting in line to get into the club, I met a lovely young Slutty Schoolgirl. She had blonde hair, nice glasses and these star tattoos on the frontside of her shoulder blades (I forget the anatomical term for that part of the body, but it looked like stars perched above her chest) She was quite charming and reminded me of this hot, nerdy looking Suicide Girl, and everyone knows how much I love hot nerdy girls. So I started chatting this lady up while waiting in line, and was intrigued by her, mainly because she actually knew that I was suppose to be Donnie Darko!!
While I was waiting in the line-up chatting with this girl, Monika was up front trying to get us through the VIP line. She eventually succeeded and ran back to where I was, grabbed me by the arm and hurriedly dragged me out front before I could say so much as "come find me when you get in", or "nice talking to you take off your top", nope, all I got out in the hurried rush away from her was "uhh bye".
So I was annoyed to say the least. But once inside I got my groove on and fun was had by all. Near the end of the night, I went over to the bar to get another refreshing bottle of agua, where I bumped into my Nerdy Slutty Schoolgirl! We chatted some more, and then she got a nicotine fit, when I informed her that I did not have a "smoke" for her to "bum" she said she had to go find her friend. I let her got but told her to come find me after her smoke. She agreed and off we went.
When I got back to our spot on the dance floor, Mon said that she was tired, so we only stayed for another song or so and then she made us leave before Slutty Schoolgirl got back to me.
So the moral of the story is damn that Mon and her cock blocking ways!! Damn them to hell!! It's not like Nerdy Slutty Schoolgirls just grow on trees : (
In hindsight, maybe I should have gone with her to the smoking patio? Oh well you know what they say, hindsight is 50/50.
On the way back to the car we saw a pretty skanky looking, cracked out shemale prostitute. I believe that about wraps up Saturday night.
Friday was the annual Halloween house party. I went as Donnie Darko from the end of the movie (skeleton suit, with grey hoodie), no one knew who I was suppose to be. Not much or out of the ordinary to report there.
Saturday was the annual Phoenix Halloween Bash. Now that was one fun night. The best costume award went to an incredibly well done Edward Scissorhands and second prize went to a guy dressed as a water cooler (Jug on head, box for body, and a water spout on the front). In my opinion the coolest costume was a guy dressed as Wakko from Animaniacs. I'd say the best costume from the female department, was a slutty nurse, in a tight, bossom revealing, PVC outfit. Runner up was Slutty Cop in a PVC outfit. With third prize going to a Slutty Goth Witch in a low cut outfit. Although they were all winners in my book, and it's a discredit to their hard work, to rank them in the manner that I've just done.
I forgot to mention that Whilst waiting in line to get into the club, I met a lovely young Slutty Schoolgirl. She had blonde hair, nice glasses and these star tattoos on the frontside of her shoulder blades (I forget the anatomical term for that part of the body, but it looked like stars perched above her chest) She was quite charming and reminded me of this hot, nerdy looking Suicide Girl, and everyone knows how much I love hot nerdy girls. So I started chatting this lady up while waiting in line, and was intrigued by her, mainly because she actually knew that I was suppose to be Donnie Darko!!
While I was waiting in the line-up chatting with this girl, Monika was up front trying to get us through the VIP line. She eventually succeeded and ran back to where I was, grabbed me by the arm and hurriedly dragged me out front before I could say so much as "come find me when you get in", or "nice talking to you take off your top", nope, all I got out in the hurried rush away from her was "uhh bye".
So I was annoyed to say the least. But once inside I got my groove on and fun was had by all. Near the end of the night, I went over to the bar to get another refreshing bottle of agua, where I bumped into my Nerdy Slutty Schoolgirl! We chatted some more, and then she got a nicotine fit, when I informed her that I did not have a "smoke" for her to "bum" she said she had to go find her friend. I let her got but told her to come find me after her smoke. She agreed and off we went.
When I got back to our spot on the dance floor, Mon said that she was tired, so we only stayed for another song or so and then she made us leave before Slutty Schoolgirl got back to me.
So the moral of the story is damn that Mon and her cock blocking ways!! Damn them to hell!! It's not like Nerdy Slutty Schoolgirls just grow on trees : (
In hindsight, maybe I should have gone with her to the smoking patio? Oh well you know what they say, hindsight is 50/50.
On the way back to the car we saw a pretty skanky looking, cracked out shemale prostitute. I believe that about wraps up Saturday night.
I started playing GTA:SA this mornign at 11:00am, it is now 12:05am Monday morning and I'm finally tired of it.
Moments ago I broke into the airport jacked a Leer Jet and smashed it into The Camel's Toe in Las Venturas after the airforce shot my ass down for crossing the Red County barricades.
In other words, what I feared the most about this game has come true. My productivity has shot straight down the crapper. Not only did I not ONCE open up the new 3D Studio Max 7.0 demo to check it out. But I also skipped out on going to get my long ass hair cut. In fact I forgot to eat, and only fixed that little problem an hour ago.
Damn this addictive game.
Moments ago I broke into the airport jacked a Leer Jet and smashed it into The Camel's Toe in Las Venturas after the airforce shot my ass down for crossing the Red County barricades.
In other words, what I feared the most about this game has come true. My productivity has shot straight down the crapper. Not only did I not ONCE open up the new 3D Studio Max 7.0 demo to check it out. But I also skipped out on going to get my long ass hair cut. In fact I forgot to eat, and only fixed that little problem an hour ago.
Damn this addictive game.