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Seriously folks. Take a look at your riding and vote with your brain.

Vote Anything But Conservative (but for whoever has the best chance against against them).

Now go my minions! rock the jizzle off the votizzle!

what's up with that??!

probability and precedent make for the most amusing of bed-fellows. a risky business indeed.

but what of the simple "truth"?

his famous words have been misunderstood, misused and bastardized when they were just a generalization.
but ockham, i says.. he don't know jack anyways.

perception is key in anything, and that's where he fucks himself; nay, more accurately (and more sadly), this is where WE get fucked.
the simplest explanation being but a mindfuck, reflecting the nature of all involved factors.

the question, i guess, is how to proceed.
do we continue to wander about like the retards we are assumed to be, accepting everything we are spoon-fed with a heartfelt "thank you"? do we confront the nature of the factors and demand answers? (which, considering the nature of the factors, could very well be absolutely useless). or do we continue to seem like we are taking it like the bitches we are perceived to be, silently applying the cynicism gained from the nature of the factors to every proceeding factor, fact or fiction provided?
lost somewhere in these option lies the proverbial blissful ignorance.

but you know what, fuck ignorance.
multiplayer games are popular for a reason.

hunter s thompson is dead.
the dream is over.

you didn't think i'd think it queer?
you didn't think i'd notice?
you didn't think i'd care?

"you honor me with your waste" -japanese auto-toilet


tired now, think i'll go to sleep.
yes..
sleep.

so many strange, new people showing up on the tribe-dot these days..

where do they come from?! what do they want??

tune in to the next episode of train48 for the answers to these, and many-many-MANY more questions!

so apparently i'm gay married to pat now.
what's up with that?

spikey, you need to relax.
unless you both drew up some sort of contract before this evening, you can't really be that pissed dude.
people are people, and people change their minds at times.
it sounded like you two had a good time before all this, so why not just be glad about that?
really, why not?

still sorta recovering from my vacation, so ill pass on the amusing and detailed account until another time.

just wanted to welcome our new friend spiky to the scene.
so, uhh.. udvozzolek!

<WARNING>
you should know this by now, but i will caution you on following bashtards love advice:
i followed bashtards love advice once..
what do i have to show for it?
twelve kids, 3 wives, 2 girlfriends, 3 boyfriends, and 3 goldfish!

i'm a homophobic eunuch with a severe fish allergy!!!
HOW IS ALL THIS EVEN POSSIBLE??!
daaaamn you bashtard, daamn you all to hell!

so, um, yea.. be careful following any bashtardly advice.
</WARNING>

just so you know.. there is a 1 entry per week maximum here.. so don't let us catch you making daily entries..
or else.
duhn duhn duuuuuhn.

so it's been a zuper-crazy couple of weeks, and even that is quite the understatement. really.
this month, if anything, has shown me that i worry way, way too much.
about just about everything actually, and it's starting to get annoying.
i know how it all started, it was my own doing after all. it was either worry about stuff, or be ignorant of stuff. and i get ignorant real good. ignorant of everything to the point where everyone misinterprets said ignorance as something personal.
so i worry if people around me are comfortable, and enjoying themselves. i worry about people i chill with/talk to getting annoyed with my incessant presence.
i over-compensate for the possibly offensive ignorance by worrying, and pestering.. askin' askin' askin', always multi-taskin'.

i want to be a nice guy, but i also don't want to be some annoying guy with an ocd-like propensity for incessant questioning.
what to do.. *sigh*

aaaanyways, the second weekend of july was straight up BADASS!
while the semi-cool people were at harbourfront for the music. we were at harbourfront lined up for the cruise of the century. that's right, i went on a cruise.
not just any cruise, mind you.. it was the first ever friendly stranger 'smoke on the water' cruise.
that's right, we danced on the water.. and how!
600 people on a beautiful ship, cruisin around lake ontario with a heavy mist in their wake..
good food, good people, good music, and real-pherrty flowers... good times.
i was kinda worried about getting there on time, worried about everyone else getting there, worried about the people i couldn't get tickets for, worried about the quiet girl not having a good time.. so much worry.
but once the cruise got under way, all that worry was just exhaled away. then inhaled. and finally exhaled.
i think we all had fun. jacky and bride of jacky seemed to enjoy themselves. ops and nomica, finally back from frenchieland seemed to have a good time (welcome back bitches!). pat always has a good time (despite abstaining from the dancing as per usual.. will he ever learn how to dance?)
hah!! like he wasn't BREATHING!
the walt had a good time being away from sarnia (and a seemingly always-crying girl). rubeus looked like he had a blast, tho i think he was as worried as i about the quiet girl having a good time. shitty time for a headache, but i'm surprised (and glad) al chose to show up regardless.
such a trooper..
[DATA.TEMPORARILY.CENSORED.FOR.THE.GOOD.OF.THE.WORLD]
[DATA.TEMPORARILY.CENSORED.FOR.THE.GOOD.OF.THE.WORLD...REALLY,IM.NOT.KIDDING]
but we shan't be going there today :)
all in all, i'm glad everyone showed up, and sad for those who passed on their tickets (despite not being responsible for that, i still plan on making it up to them.. some day)

that same weekend, as i prepared for my move back to toronto (and into darksyde's extra room) the weekend after, i hear from a roommate-seeking mook.
it had been too long since i'd heard from him so it was already a good thing, but he also had a muuch bigger place that just sounded badass.
"how badass is the place alex?" you ask?
well, it's a sweet townhouse split, one block south of king and bathurst. while king and bathurst is a crazy area, just one block south, this street is quiet, residential, and super green.
the extra room is somewhat close to the size of my room on st.clair, has it's own patio, and the huuuugest closet i have ever had (the mycologically inclined out there will understand my closet fetish:).
the main patio (yes, there are TWO frikken patios), much bigger than my personal patio, is home to some nice patio furniture, plants, xmas lights and one hell of a sweet ass bbq. and what a view.. what-a-view.
a washer/dryer and dishwasher to take care of my lazy ass, and AC for when the city gets a little too toasty..
what can i say, i was sold.
the fact that it was only $200 more than ds's place helped, a lot.

and so i had to be a puure asshole and pull out of darksyde's plan. i think i'll be feeling like an ass about this for a while, but once you see this place you'll understand why it had to be done.
i predict many, many good times goin down there. many.
my move back to toronto is delayed by a month, but im more than happy to take another month of commuting to/fro shitby for this place.
so yea, september 01 2004, the good times begin.
for those of you missing the mega-huge-crazy parties of the st.clairwestorium, i may have some bad news. while this place is quite spacious, it is not quite as large and open. those mega-huge-crazy parties may have to be scaled down to huge-crazy parties.. but we shall see.. with enough lube, anything is possible.. i think.

it should be noted, however, that I am not excited about moving simply because of the apartment. mr.mook is a crazy awesome friend, and i foresee living with him to be a blast. I just didn't want to go into that right now because mr.darksyde is an equally awesome friend. so, while my assholing out of ds's plan was the result of the apartment, moving in with the mook has a lot more to do with said mook.

july is almost over, so i'll pretend i only have a month to go before i'm moving. so much to do, so little time.
if anyone has some slick barstools, or knows where to get em at reasonable prices, please let me know.
same goes for a reasonable foos table. need one of those for sure.

this is already a novel, so i'm gonna give up now.
need to work out a few things in my mind, and need a few things to work out for my mind.
updates as i have them.

peace,
.myc