what's up with that?
so dc (the mav) stopped by last nite to ease my whitby pains..
im sure his el wifeo has had enufo of me coming over..o.
it was for the best anyways.
so, being in whitby, having nothing to do, we resorted to the obvious.
hot gay sex!
hehe.. i'm kidding..
it's wasn't hot.
we just got ourselves toasted stupid, listened to some niice tunage, and played tetris all night long.
ahh. the good old days.
he took off at around 4am and i was left to play tetris alone.
or was i??!
lounging on my chair, tetrisin' it up like the champ i am, i see something huge and fuzzy by my foot. no stranger to unexpected visual and/or auditory hallucinations, i kept my cool and went back to the tetris at hand and an unknown amount of time passed.
the huge fuzzy thing by my foot caught my gaze once more, so i leaned forward for a closer inspection.
now, i know what you're all thinking.. you're thinking that the huge fuzzy thing by my foot was in fact my deformed and excessively hairy foot.. eh? eh? was i right?
well it wasn't.. it was a giant wolf spider the size of a freakin CD! and BOY was it pissed!
i think i may have attacked it with my foot white tetrising or something. poor li'l bastid.
so i fuck with it's head for a while, and we both have a blast.
i must say we had a great time, he was tellin me about his life out in the woods, his bitches and how one of them tried to eat him after putting out, and i was like whoa! thats some crazy shit! i thought us humans had it bad with our females..
i jest.
it was finally time for bed, so i was gonna scoop up spidey and toss him outside so he can go kill some hippies or whatever else spiders do, and the mothafucka attacks me!
i was so hurt, like we were bro's now, and he's attackin me.
so i was like "dude, im just tryin to get you outside so you can get back to killin hippies 'n shit" but he was like "fuck you mothafucka, you killed my brother!" to which i had no retort as a week earlier, i had in fact killed his brother.
it was a stand-off, a dead-end, a dill of a pickle..
i beat him with a shoe, smoked a bowl, and went to bed.
that's right, i'm a cold mothafucka!
love,
.mycophile
this is for you spidey.. from my heart, to your gooey remains.
rest in peace my furry friend.
i loved you spider
you were big, you were hairy -
now my shoe loves you.
im sure his el wifeo has had enufo of me coming over..o.
it was for the best anyways.
so, being in whitby, having nothing to do, we resorted to the obvious.
hot gay sex!
hehe.. i'm kidding..
it's wasn't hot.
we just got ourselves toasted stupid, listened to some niice tunage, and played tetris all night long.
ahh. the good old days.
he took off at around 4am and i was left to play tetris alone.
or was i??!
lounging on my chair, tetrisin' it up like the champ i am, i see something huge and fuzzy by my foot. no stranger to unexpected visual and/or auditory hallucinations, i kept my cool and went back to the tetris at hand and an unknown amount of time passed.
the huge fuzzy thing by my foot caught my gaze once more, so i leaned forward for a closer inspection.
now, i know what you're all thinking.. you're thinking that the huge fuzzy thing by my foot was in fact my deformed and excessively hairy foot.. eh? eh? was i right?
well it wasn't.. it was a giant wolf spider the size of a freakin CD! and BOY was it pissed!
i think i may have attacked it with my foot white tetrising or something. poor li'l bastid.
so i fuck with it's head for a while, and we both have a blast.
i must say we had a great time, he was tellin me about his life out in the woods, his bitches and how one of them tried to eat him after putting out, and i was like whoa! thats some crazy shit! i thought us humans had it bad with our females..
i jest.
it was finally time for bed, so i was gonna scoop up spidey and toss him outside so he can go kill some hippies or whatever else spiders do, and the mothafucka attacks me!
i was so hurt, like we were bro's now, and he's attackin me.
so i was like "dude, im just tryin to get you outside so you can get back to killin hippies 'n shit" but he was like "fuck you mothafucka, you killed my brother!" to which i had no retort as a week earlier, i had in fact killed his brother.
it was a stand-off, a dead-end, a dill of a pickle..
i beat him with a shoe, smoked a bowl, and went to bed.
that's right, i'm a cold mothafucka!
love,
.mycophile
this is for you spidey.. from my heart, to your gooey remains.
rest in peace my furry friend.
i loved you spider
you were big, you were hairy -
now my shoe loves you.
it's 0630 so i'm gettin ready for bed.
just finished watching 'phone booth'.
more like 'phone POOOO!'
im glad i didn't see it when it came out..
but im still enraged by them wasting my time with that.
im gonna find the mothafucka that wrote that move, imma hunt him down. giving him a choice between him admitting to writing that piece of crap in public, or a bullet to the head..
we shall see what comes of it.
perhaps even make it into a movie.
just finished watching 'phone booth'.
more like 'phone POOOO!'
im glad i didn't see it when it came out..
but im still enraged by them wasting my time with that.
im gonna find the mothafucka that wrote that move, imma hunt him down. giving him a choice between him admitting to writing that piece of crap in public, or a bullet to the head..
we shall see what comes of it.
perhaps even make it into a movie.
so apparently some super smart chick from 'round here parts applied to uoft, mcmaster, and one other school for the coming year.
this girl is like 18/19/or something, already internationally recognized for her alzheimers research, and currently working a summer job doing some work on als (i think) at a toronto hospital.
aaaaaaand they all reject her.
while ivy's down in the states were offering her crazy scholarships, they denied her..
holy brain drain batman, indeed.
so now, this smarty who could have been working at a canadian research facility doing things that actually matter, helping the rest of us fix the world... but instead she goes south, zips thru their crap, then gets snatched up by some pharmaceutical r|d giant. doomed to spend the rest of her research days looking for new ways to reformulate/remarket the same drug as another only to squeeze all they can from the patents.
and it's not just brain drain.. i think our higher education facilities are being spiked like the punch at my little sister's birthday party.
except the punch was spiked with scotch while the schools are getting spiked with idiots...
"oh man, i thought platinum was just gold and silver mixed!?"
just another nugget of gold from a *chem* student at an ontario university.
riiiight.. you go there chemistry starr!
juuust a little word of advice, NEVER eat the acid you made
(or thought you made).
well, if your prof signs off on the work, then go ahead, but not without that...never without that..
i'm starting to get quite pissed at the canadian "administrators".. and by administrators, im just talking about the really old people that still have jobs deciding how this place works with respect to 'the big picture'. it almost seems as if they've been bought out by some mysterious and unidentified country who wishes to absorb Canada into their fat, errr.. 'fold'...
hehe that's crazy talk..
i'm just messin with ya!
or am i?
love,
.mycophile
this girl is like 18/19/or something, already internationally recognized for her alzheimers research, and currently working a summer job doing some work on als (i think) at a toronto hospital.
aaaaaaand they all reject her.
while ivy's down in the states were offering her crazy scholarships, they denied her..
holy brain drain batman, indeed.
so now, this smarty who could have been working at a canadian research facility doing things that actually matter, helping the rest of us fix the world... but instead she goes south, zips thru their crap, then gets snatched up by some pharmaceutical r|d giant. doomed to spend the rest of her research days looking for new ways to reformulate/remarket the same drug as another only to squeeze all they can from the patents.
and it's not just brain drain.. i think our higher education facilities are being spiked like the punch at my little sister's birthday party.
except the punch was spiked with scotch while the schools are getting spiked with idiots...
"oh man, i thought platinum was just gold and silver mixed!?"
just another nugget of gold from a *chem* student at an ontario university.
riiiight.. you go there chemistry starr!
juuust a little word of advice, NEVER eat the acid you made
(or thought you made).
well, if your prof signs off on the work, then go ahead, but not without that...never without that..
i'm starting to get quite pissed at the canadian "administrators".. and by administrators, im just talking about the really old people that still have jobs deciding how this place works with respect to 'the big picture'. it almost seems as if they've been bought out by some mysterious and unidentified country who wishes to absorb Canada into their fat, errr.. 'fold'...
hehe that's crazy talk..
i'm just messin with ya!
or am i?
love,
.mycophile
what's up with that?
"what's up with that" in every blog
mood: Confused
music playing: [solid steel] wagon christ & coldcut
what's up with that??!
whitby sucks ass.
it was convenient and all to move back to this wide expanse of cookie-cutter houses and fuckin green lawns..
but im starting to get antsy..
the kind of antsy you feel before you walk into a supermarket with a bull whip and start bleeding some people if ja kno what i mean.
people here have THE worst taste in music.. i think it must hold the record for the worst music lovers in canada.. durham region that is..
if it's not top 40's, it the stupid suburbia punk.. you know.. the punks that accuse punk bands that succeed of selling out, then going off to start their own punk band so they can do the same..
well, because as we all know.. punk music requires 0 (yes, zero) talent or even effort.. you bash, pluck, scream and poof! you've got a wonderful uppity gob track. well done.
now go kill yourself..
your punk gods DEMAND it!!
and what the fuck is up with higher education these days??
i see these kids that have somehow managed to worm their sorry asses into university, and i am almost star struck, unable to move..
how these "scholars" have managed to get into university isn't what baffles me..
it's how they manage not to fuckin DROOL all over themselves! thats what gets me! FOR THE LOVE OF GOD! I HAVE NEVER SEEN SO MANY INHERENTLY STUPID PEOPLE IN MY LIFE!!
how they've managed to not kill themselves, even if by them forgetting they need to eat and drink to survive is beyond me..
i dunno.. i think they're the anti-indigo-children..
like, the indigo-children have been put on this planet to fix all the retardedness, and there's plenty.. but as if our work wasn't hard enough, the supreme being decides to toss in a few generations of complete RETARDS into the mix?
ya, thanks a bunch there big-cheese-man..
so, we've now got to fix the retarded world, while keeping THESE retards from making it even MORE retarded (and you juust know they're gonna try), AND we're gonna have to keep these retards from KILLING themselves (and you KNOW they're retarded enough to do that).
you know what? FUCK THAT!
FUCK it RIGHT in the EAR!
i was all for that "peace on earth", "good will to all man", "helping the underdog", "being nice to everybody", "unconditional love", etc, etc...
but the second you added MORE retards into the mix, making us smart folk even MORE of a minority than we already were..
FUCK it! and FUCK you!
i still may smile and nod at them.. but the SECOND one of them retards gets in my way, that smile and nod becomes me holding a shotgun, and a cap in their ass.
love,
.mycophile
it was convenient and all to move back to this wide expanse of cookie-cutter houses and fuckin green lawns..
but im starting to get antsy..
the kind of antsy you feel before you walk into a supermarket with a bull whip and start bleeding some people if ja kno what i mean.
people here have THE worst taste in music.. i think it must hold the record for the worst music lovers in canada.. durham region that is..
if it's not top 40's, it the stupid suburbia punk.. you know.. the punks that accuse punk bands that succeed of selling out, then going off to start their own punk band so they can do the same..
well, because as we all know.. punk music requires 0 (yes, zero) talent or even effort.. you bash, pluck, scream and poof! you've got a wonderful uppity gob track. well done.
now go kill yourself..
your punk gods DEMAND it!!
and what the fuck is up with higher education these days??
i see these kids that have somehow managed to worm their sorry asses into university, and i am almost star struck, unable to move..
how these "scholars" have managed to get into university isn't what baffles me..
it's how they manage not to fuckin DROOL all over themselves! thats what gets me! FOR THE LOVE OF GOD! I HAVE NEVER SEEN SO MANY INHERENTLY STUPID PEOPLE IN MY LIFE!!
how they've managed to not kill themselves, even if by them forgetting they need to eat and drink to survive is beyond me..
i dunno.. i think they're the anti-indigo-children..
like, the indigo-children have been put on this planet to fix all the retardedness, and there's plenty.. but as if our work wasn't hard enough, the supreme being decides to toss in a few generations of complete RETARDS into the mix?
ya, thanks a bunch there big-cheese-man..
so, we've now got to fix the retarded world, while keeping THESE retards from making it even MORE retarded (and you juust know they're gonna try), AND we're gonna have to keep these retards from KILLING themselves (and you KNOW they're retarded enough to do that).
you know what? FUCK THAT!
FUCK it RIGHT in the EAR!
i was all for that "peace on earth", "good will to all man", "helping the underdog", "being nice to everybody", "unconditional love", etc, etc...
but the second you added MORE retards into the mix, making us smart folk even MORE of a minority than we already were..
FUCK it! and FUCK you!
i still may smile and nod at them.. but the SECOND one of them retards gets in my way, that smile and nod becomes me holding a shotgun, and a cap in their ass.
love,
.mycophile