Hokay, soh...

Got to meet up with Mystery Bus Girl.
I caught her online Saturday night and we got chatting, learned a bit more about her. She's not so great, akshully.
She's kinda Ye'olde Queen's U student.
I mean, she's hot, she's a tomboy which is even hotter, she finds my interests interesting, though prior to meeting was not interested in them herself enough to partake in them... Buuuut she doesn't drink booze or caffeine, she doesn't like food that looks like it did when it was alive, doesn't like raw fish, not really anything interesting. She's mainly a health food nut which gives me a big floppy limp one.
She's kinda like 'All that' but no bag of potato chips.
But she does like Ice cream, so we decided to meed up at the Baskin'Robbin's on Sunday.

We may have both been kinda shy. I think we had our 'too cool for you' armor on at first, but we softened up a bit. I'm still not sure what to think of her. I don't want to get my hopes up, I'm just out of a clingy relationship, but I would be up for a romp, but I'm not sure what she's thinking so I'm keeping my distance for the time being.
It's odd, I've never met anyone quite so interested in being friends before.
On top of that, she's either really brave and jaded or dumb. Even when we were just chatting online she was already quite intent on coming over to my house to 'meet the kitties' which I can't blame her for, they are the most awesome kitties on earth which likely radiates through all nodes on the internet.
But would you want to come over to a guy's house the first time you meet him? When you know he's into firearms? Am I that harmless-looking?
She wasn't too exciting the whole night, but neither was I.
She still seems interested in hanging out at least I think she does. I dunno. We'll see, but I'm not getting too excited over nuth'n.

After that I went over to a buddie's house.
See this is what's been happening lately. I've been hanging out with a lot of friends whom I haven't seen for a while because I'm planning on going, I'm making new friends and people I've been acquainted with have shown interest in meeting up. This has been giving me quite a bit to think about.

So I'm at my buddy's, we drank and played Wii Mario cart aaaallll night which was a huge larf.
We cut the drinking and decide to go to the corner store to get caffeine. I get two energy drinks and a drumstick, then ask my friend Annie... Annie, whom I introduced to my friend Jake who have now been dating for two and a half years straight though they were dating for six months before than and very briefly broke up, Jake and I roadtripped to Novascotia waaaay back, which you may still find blogs from on my profile...
So I says to Annie, I says "Annie, would you like to go pick me out an adult magazine?" Off she scampers. Curious to see what the selection is like, I saunter over as well as she rummages through.
There's playboy, penthouse, pentboy and pigpen. I was leaning towards Hustler as I once saw a a large concentration of cute girls in a Hustler movie.
But she picks out High Society.
Now, speaking in value based on the sexual pleasure I would receive from this magazine, this was a total waste of money. But the time spent on the couch watching the DVD that came with it, with one of my oldest friend's girlfriends, laughing until I couldn't breath was priceless.
First of all, she opened it up and flipped through, then put the DVD in to her laptop before I even touched it.
I came in about the point where this girl was on the her bed with some clear kinda snowman-shaped dildo.
One of the first things she does is deepthroat it, I guess it was kind of like watching a video job interview, she wants to show you what she's capable of or some garbage.
As it goes on she's talking all dirty and shoving the dildo in this and that. But as she gets more 'excited' amidst all manner of dirty talk, she rams the thing into her throat, then gags, making the most horrible choking, gurgling sounds.
I found this hilarious. I'm doubling over laughing. Jake comments "Dave, you're supposed to get an erection, not bust your diaphragm."
It didn't help matters that we were playing it on 2X speed. So here she is "Yeah? Yeah? Youwannafuckme? Wannafuckme? CHURRGK Ohyeah!Ohyeah!HOORGK!!*Coughcough-spit*"
She'd go back to toying with it which got pretty boring, so I'd go back to watching them play Mario Cart. Jake again comments "I find it funny that Dave's more interested in watching us play video games than watching porno"
Periodically I'd hear that horrible choking sound and would crack up.
Now, I could see, maybe in some crazy brutal bondage scene, if it's forcibly being done to someone, you know, with a real penis, or at the very least by someone else forcing the dildo down her throat, that might be kinky in some kinda weird kinda way.
But seeing someone do it to themselves while trying to look sexy and seductive is just silly. Particularly when they seem to be having trouble keeping their lunch down because of it.

So I mentioned earlier about inner turmoil.
I realized on the 7th that I have a week to decide if I'm going to quit my job so I can give my two weeks notice on the 15th and take off to my dad's for a couple weeks at the end of the month then take off to BC permanently..
I told my manager, who is awesome, that I am considering it. I trust him totally not to tell anybody, and with the state of affairs I don't think anyone there would hinder me in my efforts to leave on my own time, even our Ops Manager.
They're fighting to keep form laying people off so I think they'd be happy to see people go willingly, though I am one of the best agents on the floor. That's right, you need your camera set up to fire nine off board wireless flash units? I can do it without touching the manuals.
On top of that, I realized I haven't hung out with Jake and Annie all that much, or even my old room mate/best friend.
Then on one fateful trip to the army surplus. I see a long time acquaintance is working there. We met waaay back when Corvus_3 and I were big RPG nerds and went to the World of Darkness LARPs. I then saw him often while I was working in the jewelery store in the mall. He worked in the pet shop.
Last I talked to him he was planning to bike the Trans Canada Trail for five months.
Recently I've seen him around town now and then, then I ran in to him at the other pet store. He tells me he might be getting in as a ranger with Parks Canada, but he's going to start working at the army surplus until then.
So here we are. He's working at my decade-long favorite store in town and offers some helpful advice. 'No sense in going across the country when you have things you still want to do here.' Or something like that. I don't remember exactly what it was. But the entire time he was trying to talk me in to buying this trip wire, glow stick trap some British soldier sold to them.
I bought a new Mercenary T-shirt and a Bandana with a skull and spade on it.
He was just by the door helping a customer on my way out, I tell him I'll come back if I change me mind(about the trip-flair) But he thinks I mean about going to BC. So he says "Well let me know. We'll hang out. Are you planning a going-away pub night or anything?" I'm kinda touched by this. This is the point I think where I really decided. So I tell him I will. Either way, about the trip-flair or staying or the going away pub night.

This... All this, everything in this blog entry, making new friends, seeing people I care about, these are the reasons I want to go to BC. If I go now, I might be able to have all my belongings sorted out, I'll have enough money. But I'll be rushing out there without spending a good bit of time with the friends I do have and having to start fresh.
I hate to disappoint my sister, but if I go, I will likely just want to come right back as soon as the money's gone.
This way, Buddy from Army Surplus is hoping to be gone to Park's Canada by March at the latest, Bus Girl hopes to have her masters in the next two months at which point she may also be heading to BC. I can take off then too.
Jake and Annie will be here, but I can spend a lot more time with them in the time I've got here.
I'm not ready, and better not to stress myself out sorting out my junk before a deadline, when I should be sorting my stuff out at my own pace and leaving when I am ready.
At the same time, this is a very depressing decision. I'm stuck here longer, in my mom's basement, working where I am even longer.
It's not all bad. I just need a change, which will have to be my motivation to sort shit out.

I love my Kitties too. I hope I can get them going upstairs with the dog before I go. I hate to abandon them here knowing they're stuck living in the basement.
I need to get at least one more big camping trip in. Hopefully to the Adirondacks with my manager, but also once with ex-roommate, maybe Jake and Annie and maybe even Bus-girl and Army-surplus-friend.

Mmmk I gotta go accomplish something other than finishing two glasses of wine tonight. Still prepping the airsoft guns for dura-coat.

Oh and one more thing. I was fostering a kitteh from the humane society for a weekend.
Her name was Rosie, she was a sweety. I posted the story in the Cat lover's group. But here are some pictures.

New post time!

My heart's not really in to this post, I don't expect it to be as interesting as my last couple. I just need to rant.

So mystery girl is slowly revealing herself to me. We are remarkably similar in just about every way. I want to call her a female me.... You know? Times like this I have to believe in fate, or karma, or just some douchebag of a supernatural force influencing my life.
This whole experience goes against probability it's self.
I meet the girl of my dreams. A girl who would be my best friend, and possibly even my girlfriend, now, a month before I move across the country. Not by going to some special event, or even out to a bar or something I don't do every day.
No, this was on the bus. I've taken the bus almost every day for the last eight years, and nothing close to this has happened.
I'd like to say it was because I was different in the past, I was more shy and reserved, always kept away from people.
But it wasn't, because that was just what I was doing that day when she came to me.

We haven't had the chance to meet up yet, she's a grad student and has next to no free time. I also haven't seen her on the bus again.
In her third email to me she told me something I wasn't expecting going on how seemingly flirty she was with me prior. But she says she has a boyfriend who's out of town for work.
This could mean a couple things. She's not as smart as I gave her credit for, she knows her relationship isn't going to be long term and is keeping some livestock on hand. Or she is smart, there is no boyfriend, she just threw that in there to keep me from jumping on her too quickly. Which is sensible, I was getting a tad excited.
It is kind of strange that she waited until her third email.

Even if she does indeed have a boyfriend and her intentions were all along just to be friends, I would be happy with that because we really think so much alike, that I think we could be best friends. I definitely need more friends.

But I am leaving,
Every time I try to have second thoughts, the reasons for leaving are just too many.
I've only talked to her over email, so I can't get too excited about this, and I don't know if I'm going to get to see her much before I go. So I should probably forget about it.
Except that she may be moving out there too, which gives me plenty of reason to nurture this.

In that email where she told me she has a boyfriend, she also sent me her picture.
I am fairly certain that she is in fact the really REALLY cute girl in the leather vest whom I hopped she might possibly be friends with. She was that well disguised.
Damnit that girl is cute and she's got really nice boobs. But I can't be certain it's her from the picture because I can't see her chest in it.
Also I hadn't seen the girl I think she is smile until the day she gave me her email address, so I can't be sure it's the same girl from this picture. I'll know when I do meet her.

Guh. Hopefully I'll have another update on that story very soon. It's ripping me apart.

Other than that, I've found myself with a lot of ambition. Unfortunately very little of that has been directed towards packing and sorting my junk. Instead I've wanted to work on jewelery and modifying my airsoft gun.

I bought a really cheap sniper rifle. The internals are amaizing, super powerful. But the body looks kinda cheezy. First of all, it's plastic. Sure the real gun is made of ABS plastic but this looks and feels like cheap plastic. Next, because of the way the spring powered sniper rifles work, the magazines don't load where the real gun's magazine would load.
But rather than pay attention to detail, the manufacturer left the mag-well a smooth plastic surface.
So what I've done is cut a hole where the mag well should be, added the thumb grooves that should be there, bought a real M14 mag which has the same caliber ammo to jam in there and am going to paint it with a real firearm finish.
I've spent the last two days hacking chunks out of the gun and fitting the mag. I had to dremmel out the back end of the mag so it would fit in deep enough, then fill in the empty space in the plastic where I cut the thumb grooves.
The modeling epoxy I used to fill in the cracks is curing, I'll sand it tomorrow, then I just need for the paint to arrive.
It's gonna be pretty sweet.
I hope to have it finished within the next couple days at which point I will post before and after pictures.
I hope to also have an update on girly. She thinks airsoft is cool. She has a friend who's in to it and said she'd like it so she's really interested in hearing more.... #@^@$>%$&^$%#?%#&*@#<$ *Sploooooooge*

Girls are the-suck.

For those of you who haven't already figured it out... I am a god. I turn water(and honey) In to wine, I shape metal with my hands, I communicate with the animals, and girls just plain dig me.

What has inspired this latest ego trip you ask? Well just the fact that random girls throw their email addresses at my feet on the daily commute to work. That's right. Davey made a bus-pickup.
It was all mysterious at first. She's all incognito with her plaid fatigue cap and sunglasses, glancing to the back of the bus with a smile. I can't tell if she's looking at me or what, but it's before noon, I'm too out of it to really put two and two together.
She stands up and steps towards the door of the bus to get off. Then spins around with a smile. I tilt my head curiously as she walks up and hands me a small piece of paper torn from an organizer.
She dashes through the doors, leaving me a little befuddled.
The note states her name, email address and the words " I'll Explain"
So here I am thinking this is shaping up to be an awesome day and the 'I'll explain' bit sure has sparked my imagination.
What could their possibly be to explain? You mean there's more to it than just wanting to hook up?
Knowing this town she probably wants me for some university research group or survey. Something horribly anti-climactic.
Maybe she wants to invite me to some sort of club, or militia or spy agency!
Maybe she knows that really really cute girl with the short hair and leather vest who gets off the bus around the same place, maybe she's the one with the crush on me and this is her friend who is now trying to set us up!!
What could possibly need explaining!?

Before I get two far, I should probably note that my girlfriend and I have officially broken it off.
She left to go back home last weekend. It was a civil breakup, she's going to come back for a visit in a couple weeks.

Ok so now that that's out of the way, back to the story,
So I'm at work. I tell the guys about this. They seem intrigued and we discuss weather or not someone who just wanted to hook up would note that an explanation was needed.

I get on a five hour call with a complete moron, trying to use a piece of equipment that only someone who knows what they're doing should use. That sucks the life out of my day.
It's way past my first break and even my lunch by the time I get off the call. As soon as it's done I take my break and walk over to the new Tim Horton's that opened across the street thank god.

I'm all grumbly, trying to cool down, when what do I see in the parking lot before me? A little garter snake with his guts hanging out. Poor thing. What's worse, as I go to walk past, he starts moving. Poor little guy's still alive! I think it's his heart hanging out of his body. I sit there trying to figure out if I could put it back in and patch him up, he's writhing in pain, mouth open in what I'm sure would have been a scream if he was capable of doing so.
I decide all I can do is put him out of his misery. I Tried to cover my eyes and stomp on his head. I fumbled. I don't think he's dead yet. I pull out my leatheman, position it over his brain and slice.
I'm shaking and quivering as I go in to get my coffee.
I get back to work and start eating my lunch but I feel like I'm going to throw it right back up. I can still feel the knife going through bone... As I type i can still feel that knife going through bone.
How many fish have I gutted? How many frogs have I killed, hooked and ripped apart to catch those fish? I want to go hunting. The thought of being covered in deer blood doesn't bother me. But this bothers me so much.
I'm starving by the time I get back home but I still don't feel I can eat much.

Grasping to hold on to that one happy thought of the day, I email this girl. I inform her that as a result of giving me such a cryptic note so early in the morning and leaving me to stew for eight hours, that she has built up a lot of hype that she must now live up to... No reply that night.

The next morning I check my mail... Nothing.
I take my shower, I eat my breakfast. I come back down to get a hair elastic and my wallet... Yes, there's an email.
Turns out it was just a bus ride crush. But she's really smart. She figured that if she didn't add the 'I'll Explain' bit, that I'd have tossed the note aside as some random email address... Yeah I don't understand what made her think that either.
Some random girl/guy hands you their email address on the bus, out of the blue. Would you throw it out without at least a little exploration? Yeah, if you're a girl, probably. But I'm a guy.

Apparently she saw me a long time ago on a dating site. She saw me on the bus last spring but was too shy to say anything, went back to look for my profile and I was gone.
I'd have been dating my most recent girlfriend by then.
She saw me on the bus this time and decided not to let this second chance pass her by.
So we've been chatting. Apparently I'm a poster-child for punky, all around nice guys and that's what attracted her to me.
She's looking to move out to BC as well, but I still don't rightly know what she looks like. I hope to meet up with her tomorrow. Or at least run in to her on the bus again on tuesday.

Lately I've had ambition enough to work on jewelery again. The other day I soldered a bunch of jump rings for a wheat chain, and today I'm working on my copper rose which I've been aching to do for ever.

I'm going to watch another episode of Dr. Who with my kitty.

Night all.

*UPDATED! PICTURES AT BOTTOM!!!!*


I'm not dead yet!

No, stil kicking. I can't recall everything I haven't posted about in the last Three months, but here's what's going on now.

Girlfriend moved in with me for a bit because her room mates were all moving away and she didn't have enough to make first and last anywhere else. So me living at mom's with girlfriend.
I'm feeling all kinds of grown up.

Mom's back from NY and working at the humane society.She brought her pitbull so the cats are living in the basement with me, save for Meshu, the hardass old Siamese who's so jaded and senile he doesn't care. Also, Diamond knows he's boss, so he can beat the shit out of her and she won't fight back.
Now if only I could get Digger to be the same way, but I think he'd just go into a corner and puke.

Just went to BC for two weeks to visit Sissy and have decided I am moving there ASAP. I want to be back out there before november 19th.
My plan is to work until the end of october, go to my dad's for a couple weeks then take off. I can live with Sis for a bit until I find a job and a house. I hope to move in with some of her crazy university friends.

I went out there because she was filming her fourth year film class movie which she had to write, direct and do casting for.
Other class mates take care of Camera, Gaffing, PA, etc. She had me fly out because someone's gotta feed them.
She set me up with all the food and depending on where it was we were shooting that day, I could either cook there, cook the food before hand and have it in a crock pot, or in the case of the last day just take it out there and try to keep it warm.

First night was shot in someone's apartment. I had use of the kitchen, I cooked vegetarian chillie using that TVP fake hamburger stuff. Even the vegetarians thought it was meat. The cute little make up artist Sis had that day was absolutely amazed when I told her it had no meat in it and that she could have some.
She kept hanging out with me in the kitchen and I don't think it was for the snacks like she said,
She was my company for the night when everybody else was shooting. After that scene we went to a park, set up an old timey phone booth and shot another scene. I set up a snack bar in the back of the Volkswagen. We were up until about 1:30am.

The next night we shot behind the SFU film building. So I had outlets for a crockpot, I made potato soup, again was kept company by the second make up artist. Had to keep the coffee going, This time I made cookies which were a hit and made sure we had vegetables chopped and ready to go.
That night I got to meet the second main character who was really cool. At first I thought he was just one of my sister's crazy friends, but apparently no. He was in a CBC miniseries earlier this year with Bob Hoskins and the guy from Davinci's Inquest. Infact he was one of the lead rolls. The series was called The Englishman's Son. I was reading up on it today on IMDB, I'm gonna try to pick up the DVD.

Third night we shot at the harbor, then in Stanley park. They were shooting further down the Seawall. was set up next to one of the restrooms which durring the day has al ittle diner out front so I had tables and power.
I cooked Veggie Jambalaya using veggie hotdogs and kept it warm in a crock pot, had the ricecooker set up and the coffee maker.
There were scary hobos wandering around all night.
At about 3:00 am, sis comes over and tells me they're done shooting, get some snacks ready for the crew to eat before we head out but otherwise pack up.
After she left I started to hear noises coming from the dark area beyond the parking lot.
I figured it was the damned hobo again so I pulled out my night vision. Thought I could see something that might be a hobo but it wasn't moving. So I took out my flashlight which one of sissy's friends so affectionately named the Pocket HMI. Point it out there and turn it on, and all these little eyes light up, staring back at me. Then more join them, they all converge and start wobbling towards me.
About nine raccoons come over in a pack. I'm about to try to shoe them away when the big beat up leader starts squabbling with another which made me step back a bit, thinking me might be rabbid. He had one eye ad chunks taken out of his ears.
Then they all form a semi-circle around the tables and start to move in. I had to chase them off three at a time, then run back and chase the first group off again. That kept me busy for about 20 minutes.
Eventually they left and everybody came back and finished up the jambalaya. Only night I didn't have leftovers.

the next night involved a shoot outside a coffee shop, then someone drove me over to my sister's friend's mother's house where the next shot was going to be so I could have dinner ready when the crew arrived.
The most beautiful kitchen. Six burner gas stove, all kinds of counter space. It was awesome. I wished i had something more complex than spaghetti and sauce to cook that night.
Before they got there another actress wandered in, again I was thinking she was another crazy school friend helping out with the set, but no, another actress. She was pretty.
Sis had me doing production stills too. As soon as I pulled out my camera, this girl just became so animated and all around flirty with the camera. It was kinda funny.
We were out until around 4:00am that night.

Final night was a toughy. I made soup, and planned on bringing the leftovers because we thought we were going to be back at the film building on campus. But the first shoot was in a graveyard, and we needed the truck for the second shoot. but they lock the gates after 7:30. So we were stuck in the graveyard with the truck. We could get out but the truck would need to stay and someone would have to spend the night in it when we were done.
The last scene was to be at the school was going to be the scenes of the truck being driven. So we just needed to set it up in front of a projector screen. It worked out because we could now do it in the graveyard and we wouldn't have to move the set.
But I had no where to cook so I performed my third duty of the film as security guard for all our equipment away from the shoot. Soup was served warmish but still a hit with everybody.
Turned out nobody had to stay with the truck all night because by the time we were done, it was about 5:00 in the morning and they unlocked the gates again.

I got some really cool shots in the graveyard though. There was this myst creeping about all night.

And that was the last day of shooting. Sis and I spent the rest of the week wandering around town, going to MEC, got drunk one night, then friday night had our wrap party. Not many people showed, but the one make up artist brought a bunch of her friends from the make up school and we all got smashed on sangria. They seemed to get a kick out of me.I will definitely enjoy moving there.

Tough part now is that girlfriend is living here. And as predicted, having lived with her this long is spelling the end of the relationship. But she's stuck here a bit longer because she hasn't been able to save enough money to put first and last month's rent down for october.
I'm a little peeved at her and also my feeling for her are diminishing. I don't get much out of the relationship any more, it feels like I'm just waisting effort trying to help her out.

Hopefully things will sort themselves out. I'm going to keep civil until she's out on her feet.
I care about her a lot, but this experience has told me what i needed to know.

I'm gonna try to get pictures posted from the trip, and I suppose I'd better start makign friends with the people from the BC group.

Tooods! For who knows how long!


Updated! Pictures!

Random graveyard pictures.














Pesky one-eyed coon!


WRAP PARTY!


No trip to the beach would be complete without a giant, dead jellyfish! I swear, every trip to the ocean.


Swan in Stanley park.I was lucky he didn't bite my nose off. I got pretty close. He seemed to be posing for me.


THis somehow seemed fitting... (My Name's Dave)


Not from the trip, but I don't think I've shown off my mom's pittbull.. At least not for a while. We had her at Christmas I suppose, but she's put on some weight.


She was hunting a chipmunk.

Relax all, girlfriend not pregnant. That was determined some time ago, but I haven't had much to post.

Still in the process of preparing to go out west.
I get my two weeks worth of vacation come september so I think I'll spend two weeks out at my sister's, then think about what to do next. I might just head back out there two weeks later, but I'm thinking of pushing back to November now.
GRRRRG! Want to go. But now. Not sure why. i mean, I know why. I need to go because I've been here too long. I need to experience something, but now that I'm essentially free, I'm not in much of a rush.
I'm sure once mom's back, my desire to move will have renewed vigor. But things are getting better in general.

First off, work is about to become much easier plus it pays well, if it were just about work,. I could potentially see myself not going until next year, but I don't think I'm going to want to live with mom that long.

I think I'm going to call it off with my girlfriend come september. That was the plan from the start, she knows I plan on leaving then, and even if I come back I'm not sure what things are going to be like. I'm probably not going to have enough time for a girlfriend after september if I don't get some of my shit organized before then.
She does take up a lot of my time... Not that I don't enjoy it.
But things would probably be better if we end it, rather than let it kind of linger on, then fizzle... I don't know. Wouldn't it?

My mead is almost ready. Probably going to cut off the yeast this weekend. One I'm hoping still has a bit of sweetness to it. The other one I know is dry, and I'm afraid it might be bland. but I'll have to give it a taste.
Still hope to carbonate one if it's at least flavorful.
I'm hoping to get a picture of myself dressed as a viking so I can make labels.
I signed a D70 out from work. So maybe I can whip up a costume this weekend.

Yet still, I have no one to photograph me nude... Though if I did, I'm sure my girlfriend would object.
She is quite tame. Like too tame.
Other reason I want to cut it off before too long. As much as I care about her, we're way too different.
Guh.. Well I gotta go do some budgeting and start packing some money into the savings.
Then I'm gonna try to clean off my jewelery table. I would like to make something before I go.

Post time!
I guess the last time I posted, I hadn't even moved yet, huh?
Well I have moved. Back to me mum's for a time.
Mom's in New York, but possibly coming back soon. So it's just me and her boyfriend.
We get along well.
We chat and make booze together. He also likes that I've helped to gather enough gumption to get some stuff done around our mess of a house.
Today we hauled out a bunch of wine bottles mom had saved up from when she wanted to home brew more wine and would not let us get rid of for the longest time. I set some aside for my latest creation and we took the rest in for refund. We made $30! Happy mothers day mom!

I have a girlfriend. She's a cute little small town girl who tries to be all fancy and glamorous in the big city, but really she's my little hick, and that's hot.

A few weekends back we went back to her small home town ( Same home town as Avril Lavigne) There was a big dinner at the Legion so I went in and made a nice big impression on everybody. My beer of choice was Labatt 50, which only two other people at the legion, and possibly in the whole town drink, one was the old WW2 vet the other was the spry old woman who organized the banquet. I must have had four or five between 6-10
Was a lot of fun. We tried to go to the last bar in town other than the Legion afterward, but it was full of bikers and I made the mistake of drinking a Molson. So we took another fixed rate cab ride back to the hotel.

Last weekend mom came back for a visit, she drove us out to the other end of town. I needed to purchase a large quantity of honey for my next batch of mead.
I heard of this little natural foods store that sold some so I checked it out in hopes it would be local.
Sure enough it was. I wanted 15lbs of it. She didn't have that much in the bucket behind the cash so she checked the back. She had a 14kg bucket, and wasn't sure how she'd go about dispensing half of it without giving me a lot of containers, so I said I'd take the whole bucket.
14kg of honey for $80, that's two batches of mead with a bit of extra honey in each too!
Thats less than I paid at Costco and it's local.
Next day we got that on the brew but the yeast has been a little lazy it seems, we're gonna get some heat belts for the primary fermentation, warm them up a bit.

I spent most of this weekend preparing for my yard sale which promises to be a big event. I've made a big facebook event posting, gonna get the word out. Hopefully make some extra dough.

My trip out west has been set back from my previous ETA. I think it's going to be September at this point. But there's a couple sucky things happening lately.
First off, girlfriend has freaked me out a bit, she seems to think she might be pregnant.
It's highly unlikely, she's on birth control and I use condoms every time. But she's been feeling funny lately, much of which I would attribute to side effects of the new birth control she's only been on for three months but some of what she's feeling she doesn't think is associated with that.
Like I said, unlikely but it's her body and if she thinks something's wrong it's enough to make me worry. won't be able to get an answer for another week, and possibly a bit longer for a definite answer.
She said she's willing to have an abortion if it comes to that. She doesn't want me to have to give up on my traveling and she couldn't support a kid right now. So if she's willing to put her self through that, I'm willing to pay for it. But it sure will be a relief to my wallet if she's not.

The rest of what's happening doesn't suck so much, it just makes me not want to leave yet.
First off, the guy who's family owns the sandpits where we used to play airsoft is coming back to town. Games are probably gonna start up out there again and it might not be until the end of the summer. Which likely means I'll get one game in before I go.
Also I'm making some connections and I'd like to go hunting this year.
But I really want to be in BC in September to help my sis with her movie.

Soooo I might take a preliminary trip out there using my two weeks vacation I'll have come September. Then maybe I'll come back, hunt, and see how the rest of my connections are working out. Like the mining camp or friends in Alberta.

Oh well. I gotta go to bed. Work tomorrow. I'll try to keep up posts here. I've hardly touched this site since I moved. I doubt I'll make Gala. But maybe once I move somewhere a little more populated I'll be able to get more involved with the groups.

Nighty all!

Well it's been a while.
Holiday went nicely. Got a couple more pictures of me and this dog I can post. Had a pretty good new years, met a really hot girl who seemed quite obsessed with my lips. But I suspect she was really really drunk because she has not made any effort to reply to my messages.

We had a new years day recovery party where we played Zombies!
I signed out a D50 from work so I'm getting my Photograhpher on, now if only I could find some wannabe suicidegirls.

On the 2nd we went camping. We got our wish of snow, but it was really deep and it got really cold.
We thought we had become whimps, but the next day my sister hiked in to visit us (Too sick to stay out but wanted to see how we were making out and eat MREs with us.) She told us it was -30 that night.
The second night was so much easier.
I'll see about posting some pictures, though I know I'm lazy about that.
The Nikon crew went camping in the Adirondacks on that weekend, but that was when my mom was comming back for the holidays, so I didn't make this trip. There might be another soon.

We're moving out of the apartment at the end of February.
I know I seemed pretty peeved at my room mate in my last entry, but that's not really the reason why.
We were both going to move in with another friend if he got the house he wanted, but ended up getting a smaller one so roomy's going to live there and I'm going back to my mom's for a couple months to clean my junk out of the house which I have neglected to do this entire year at the apartment. This way I won't have much of an excuse and it'll be right there.
I have so much more energy since I left the jewelry store.
Jewelery. Something I have not touched for too long. I want to make stuff. I'm getting my artistic mind back slowly and now that the holidays are over, it might be easier to focus.

I figure I'm going to be ready to go our west come June or July. One of my friends is going to see about getting me a job as a chef on a mining camp in Saskamasasquatchaluan.
I want to visit my sister for a bit, and hopefully hook up with that one girl in Calgary.
We'll see, anywhere but here. But in the mean time I need to get rid of a lot of crap.

Anyway. Work time. They've given us four extra hours a week now. Gonna be a long day.

Surprisingly a lot has happened in the last week. Enough to post about.
So we're planning another trip to the Adirondacks. We're going to spend the first night in a cabin, then hike out the next day. I think I'll be in for that, then go again when my sissy gets back.

Still no luck with the ladies. Army chick seems kind of snooty and uninterested a lot of the time. But I'm still working on her.
A co-worker's girlfriend's twin sister is a good possibility, sep' that we can never get her out to meet me.
Co-worker, the only boy with hair that could ever have rivaled mine in length(but from what I hear not in health and beauty.) seems to have made it his mission ever since he mentioned that his girlfriend's sister was skinning a bear that night, and I made the comment 'That's kind of hot.'
There was a chance I was going to get to meet her in sort of a blind date kind of thing at the Nikon Christmas party last night. I was pretty down for the first half of the night when I heard she wasn't even going to try and make it.
I started to loosen up and ended up having a lot of fun, but my stupid room mate managed to fuck up another night out for me.
He doesn't like to go out and dance, or be mobile at all, but he gets jealous when his girlfriend get out there and has fun without him. Then ends up making her feel guilty, then I have to hear about it for the rest of the night, the fun's been sucked out of the evening by the time we get home at 11:30 so there's nothing left to do but go to sleep. Or try while i hear them bickering about it for hours then eventually have to listen to their make up sex. Meanwhile I don't get a happy ending to my night. It's long ruined.
I'm never going out anywhere with them again. It's too fucking tedious. He's living proof that girls like to be treated like shit because he always gets them, one after another.
Even when he doesn't go out with us he can ruin it. Like when I went out on a date, then she and I met up with the rest of room mate's girlfriend's friends at a restaurant. Me and room mate's girlfriend get home later that night, he's drunk and whining.
I let him have it then, he felt bad about that, and I'm not going to let him forget it after these last two times we've gone out and he's had to be a whiny ball of angst.

I've been pretty pissed off all day. I hat a bit to drink last night so there's a tiny hangover, just enough to perpetuate my mood, it's really cold all of the sudden.
I went down town to pay rent, stopped in at army surplus, bought a thermal undershirt and a nice wool shirt.
I left my debit cart there, so I'm going to have to go out again on Sunday to get it. That's ok because I need to pick up a winter jacket too. Trying to decide between traditional Canadian military parka or their fancy little cold weather, vehicle operator jackets. They both cost the same price, the Canadian parkas have more pockets and may very well have edible buttons. While the other one just seems a bit more mobile and sexy. I think more insulation, though over a smaller area.
I stopped off at me mum's after. She's back in the states but her boyfriend's been helping me make mead.
We've had it in the garage the last little while trying to get the yeast to drop out. It's been pretty stubborn so we racked it again and added some clarifier and stuff to kill off the yeast, though after we sampled it, thought we could have let the yeast go a bit longer.
It's very nice. Very sweet but evident that some of the sugar's been eaten out of it. It wasn't overwhelmingly alcoholic, in fact you could hardly taste any in it. But it did seem to act as a bit of a pick me up. So I'm guessing that means it's got some buzz to it.
Barry says it's gotta be more than that of beer or else it would have been sweeter.
I'm pretty happy with the flavor. To tell you the truth, it's what I had imagined mead tasting like before I ever had it. Corvus_3's was much more dry and alcoholic. I think this is in pretty good balance. Like a sweet, but not necessarily cheap white wine.
It won't age well, but I think I'm going to give a lot of it away for Christmas presents so I doubt it'll last long.

Before Barry dropped me off at home we stopped at the liquor store. They had some of that nice German cherry beer in the corked bottles, comes wrapped in paper, so I got two.

Right now I'm a little broody. Think I'm going to yell at my house mate out a bit tonight, I know he's going to feel bad, and he should. I don't care if it was something his girlfriend did in the end. I don't want to have to deal with it when I'm trying to have fun.
I was able to focus on the fun I did have for a bit. But I'm still pissed about how it was after we got home.

Guess I haven't updated for a while huh? Well trip to the Adirondacks got canceled last minute.
They're going to try again next month but now they want to stay in a cabin or some nonsense.
I don't know if I'm cool with that. Regardless, my sissy's back on the 16th and she wants to go camping as well as several other friends of mine. One of which is moving to England for a year in January, so we gotta get another trip in.
I think I'll enjoy a big group trip with my friends and family more than with the Nikon boys in a cabin. But I could potentially do both.

Today is the first day in a long time that I've called into work sick.
When I worked in the photolab I just didn't care, so I could do that sick. At the jewelry store, I could do most of that work one handed, being sick hardly slowed me down at all.
This job requires a bit more willpower and thought. The only thing I'd have accomplished if I went in today would be getting everybody else sick.

I feel like absolute shit and hope I'm well enough to work tomorrow. I'd much rather waste my money on stupid shit than not get it at all.
I spent most of the day playing Final Fantasy 9. I've been working on that game on and off for about three years.

Last Sunday I went down to the lapidary club to work on some of my projects. Wow their equipment sucks. They've invested all this money in the metal working stuff, but let the lapidary equipment fall into decay. I think the grinding wheel fractured my agate. We'll see. I think I can still use it.
But I have found my creativity and desire to work on jewelry is coming back to me, which is good, it just happened at the end of a day that I couldn't really get much done on.

I've been pretty freaking lonely. Comatose girl paged me the other day. I hadn't heard from her for weeks.
Been chatting with this cute army chick online too. Kind of hoping things go well with her.
But then, now that my creativity's coming back to me I might not need girls for a little while. So it'll at least take my mind off things if I don't hit it off with her.

I also need to buy some new clothes, something casual but presentable.
Willing to take suggestions.

Me gonna go clean my room a bit more, then mebby sleep.

Byeeeee.

New hair brained scheme! I'ma be a gunsmith.
Thats my new plan. Gonna try to go to a school for it. Or failing that I'll get my GED, take a machining course and I hear the military is pretty desperate for weapon techs here in town. It was even suggested to me that they may be willing to take me in and teach me everything.
It would be nice to go into it some machining knowledge anyway, and GED is on my list of priorities.

Had a bit of a date on Friday. Here's the thing about this girl. Really cute, a 'boy' as my room mate puts it, but not by my standards. At least she doesn't wear make up. But she has absolutely no emotion.
We stayed up until 6:00am watching movies, I got my arm around her, but nothing.
She quite readily went to bed with me, though she fell asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow.
I'm thinking she might be uncomfortable so I'm not trying to push too hard for anything.
I put my arm around her and she settles right back against me, even takes my hand and puts it on her chest.
Falls asleep again. If she was ever awake.
All she does is sleep and play video games, sleeps so much that she tends to forget/miss our dates.
Before I met her I might have suspected it was that she didn't want to hang out with me/had someone else to play with. But no. I genuinely think she's a lazy, sleepy robot of a girl.

I don't need someone exciting. I mean, I'm not the most exciting of people. But some expression of a desire to see me would be nice.
Guh. Think I might just stop trying again. That didn't work out last time. I was like half a year with no luck and I just ended up more frustrated and blaming myself for not trying.

I'm really sleepy.

Going camping in the Adirondacks on the 2nd. Bought a whole bunch of fun new gear for the trip, new tent, backpack, titanium folding spork, nalgene coffee press. Night vision monocular with a digital camera adapter. Ooooh issa gonna be hellafun.

Gem show was last weekend. I splurged on geodes. Mainly because I wanted some for a specific project. But the big one i bought turned out the be calcite.. Pesky pesky calcite.
You buy em as a 'cocoanut' and they crack it open right there for you. I was hoping for agate. So I bought another one, smaller, but we were pretty sure it was agate. I'm going to cut it open myself with a saw. So hopefully it'll do what I want it to.


Muh. That's it for now.