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During the holiday shopping season I seem to have wasted $895 dollars. Looking at the transaction records about $500 of that money was wasted on boxing day, on stuff for myself. So the moral of the story. I need to stop wasting so much money!!

On the upside I did pickup a lot of the gear I need for the boarding trip. At insanely discounted prices to boot, so it was not like I was just doing things all willy nilly. It had been planned out well in advance, that boxing day would be the "buy all my snowboarding gear" day.

Hell the pants I got are worth $500 by themselves, and I snagged them for the low low price of $174.

Happy Christmas to all!!
We finished doing the usual celebrations earlier tornight. Unlike last years unpleasentness, I got to stay home and celebrate the celebrations, most celebratorily.
I blame the Monkey Tail™ for that most haphazard of sentences...

[Link to Xmas Boobies]
Thanks to Fairyfly for link

Driving north bound on Kipling, on the left hand lane beside the island, right before the Queensway. Theres a slight bend in the road.
I know of the bend and easily follow it since I'm just driving parallel to the island.
To my right hand side, in the middle lane, there was a small flat bed truck, with two cars on it. The douche driving the truck either didn't notice the bend, or he just felt that he was too good to bend. Whatever the cause, he cut straight into my lane. I saw him slowly coming towards me and thought to my self "ohh shit" I started pumping my breaks to stop and let him in front of me before he was totally in my lane, but it was a futile attempt since he was right on me rather quickly.
This big metal box hanging under the truck bed grabbed onto my back right bumper and ripped off a chunk of wall from the wheel all the way to the rear lights.

The ironic part is that this truck was a tow truck/ tranpsort type thing for an autobody shop! He had two cars up on it which had been in accidents that day. The guy didn't want to go through the whole insurance thing, since it was all his fault, so he said he'd fix the damage to my car.

Now the plan is to tell him that my door handles, side mirror and somehow the corner of my hood all got damaged because of him. So my ride better be pimped, and pimped well, or I'm going to the feds!

What's up with that?

After finding out that they had opened up a couple of runs up north, Chris and I grabbed our boards and headed up west earlier today.

Unfortunately for us, there was a severe cold warning that we foolishly disregarded. The temperature up there was -41° c. I got an ice cream headache from being out there. When I took off my goggles the condensation that was in there froze on my eyelashes and produced drops of ice ON MY FREAKING EYE LASHES.

Not only was the weather shite but the snow was pure crap as well. It was hard packed snow with a 2cm layer of fresh powder on top. In other words I had ZERO ability to carve. When I did a sharp turn my edge didn't grab onto anything and I wiped out. I smashed into the ground knee first, and the impact felt like hitting dirt NOT malleable snow. Needless to say, I have a huge bruise on my knee, and oddly enough a bloody gash on it. How a knee can get a gash from getting hit, I don't know, but there we have it.

After that little mishap, I wiped out again and took the impact on my ribs and somehow managed to crush the left soup can. Soon afterwards I called the day awash and headed back home.

Here's hoping we get some good snow and better weather soon.

Monika and I went Christmas shopping today. Actually, it was more like "shopping" and not "christmas shopping" because we didn't end up buying things for anyone but ourselves (it's not our fault, there were just too many pretty things out there!!), but that selfish feat is a tale for another day. The denseness is what you are reading this for.
At a clothing store on Queen Street, Mon found some tops that she wanted to try out. So while I waiting around for her, this cute, gothy girl in a pinstripped outfit, who worked at the store, came over to talk with me.

She saw my Silversnail bag, and in an excited voice said "Silversnail! What did you get?", I was a little startled by her, but then answered that I just picked up some toys and books for my self. She exclaimed "OHH LETS SEE THEM!!" in an even more excited voice than before.
So I took out the toys and passed them to her, she examined them, commented that they were cool and passed them back to me. I then gave her the book I had picked up (Vinyl Will Kill: An Inside Look At The Designer Toy Pheomenon), she looked at it attentively and asked what it was about. I explained that it was about "these designer vinyl toys made by some artists". She said "ohh ya, I think I read something about them in a magazine", I told her they had been featured in a story in Wired a few months back, she then said something like "ya maybe that's where". So I continued to regale her with the nitty-gritty of these vinyl toys, and their exotic origins in Hong Kong. She payed close attention to my fascinating description of the toys, and then gave me the book back.

Monika then came by with her clothes, we walked over to the counter, she payed for them and we left.

Later on while waiting at Tortilla Flats, Mon says to me "That was smooth. Talking to that girl about the stuff you got from Silversnail". I replied with "Ooh no she asked me about them", in a sort of "No no, I wasn't being a nerd, she brought it up" tone of voice.
As I said that though, I realized what she was saying. I nodded in agreement and said "yep I'm an idiot".
You see I was so dense that I had not noticed what the girl at the store was doing. I walked out of there without asking for her number, her name, or even saying goodbye. For you see I am dense man. All behold my glory! Denser than osmium, is what the village kids shout.

"A kitty cat get past me,
Without me picking it up,
Petting it, teasing it,
Taking home and pleasing it"

Since we've not heard from Jcloth for the past few days. We can only assume that his L.A. trip has gone horribly wrong, and that some Ballers capped his ass and left him for dead in Flint County.

If he ever manages to drag his bullet riddled body out of Whetstone, maybe he can do us the courtesy of returning some SMS messages.

I cracked and got the Collectors Edition instead of the standard edition, because honestly, the Neo bust and the nice display case razzle-dazzled me at the store.

A review is to be appended on here eventually, I'll need some time to watch all 35hours of bonus footage.

For the third week in a row, National Treasure was the top box office earner in the US. Is anyone else deeply troubled of living in the near vicinity of a country that makes National Treasure their number one movie?

I’m afraid of americans
I’m afraid of the world
I’m afraid I can’t help it
I’m afraid I can’t
Johnny’s in America

Johnny looks up at the stars
Johnny combs his hair and
Johnny Wants pussy and cars
Johnny’s in America

I think I'll take this first snowfall as an excusse to repost my Tiffany Winter picture ; )

Yesterday afternoon my trusty ol' computer mouse of 7 years died.

I have fond memories of that sweet thing. It had three, yes THREE functional buttons, which was unheard of at the time. I needed the three buttons for Softimage, and recall having a heck of a time finding a mouse that fit the bill. Eventually I came across a Logitech Mouseman that ran me $79, but it was well worth it.

Today I bought it's replacement, another Logitech. The MX1000 Laser. It cost as much as a DVD Dual Layer burner but if it lasts nearly as long as the last mouse, then it was a worthy investment.