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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.
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.
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!
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
I had a strange dream last night. A frightening dream. A kind of survival situation. I think I was on my way home from work. Kind of in anticipation of today. It's in thanksgiving here in the land of poutine and beavers, and I worked because I work for an American company(At $30 an hour, thank you double time and a half holiday pay.)
The buses however were not running. I knew I was getting a ride there from mom but I didn't know how I was getting back. And I think that uncertainty is what inspired this part of the dream.
In the dream I was walking home, I must have been because I think I was on my feet and there's no other reason that I'd have been on that side of the causeway.
Air raid sirens start to go off and I'm hearing instructions echoing from loudspeakers somewhere to find shelter, or head to a designated shelter or something. This is right near the military base, the old fort and lots of military facillities including the military college.
I went to a building which does not exist in reality on the hill to my left. There were two soldiers, armed and instructing us to keep quiet, stay away from the windows, etc. No word on what exactly was happening. I figure that because we're being told to keep quiet it's not an air raid.
I wanted to find a weapon. In the dream the weapons I gathered were my six cell maglight, my machete, and a few of my dinky swords. Which didn't do much to comfort me.
This could my my subconscious telling me I need to upgrade my arsenal.
I remember talking over a radio or on the phone to a few people and feeling good knowing they were safe or on their way to safety. I remember seeing my sister show up at this building, leading a group of merrily singing scout aged children with backpacks and sleeping bags. Which sounds like my sister. If anybody could organize and lead a troop of rowdy ankle-biters, it's me big sis.
At that point I started to fade in and out of sleep. The scariest part of that dream though was that it scared me.
I wouldn't normally be scared by a dream like that, I'd be excited by it. And it put me on edge for this entire day. The first thing I packed for work was one of my three day emergency food bars, first aid supplies and my baton.
If I owned a handgun I probably would have packed it, because I was royally freaked out.
Now something that happened last night that might have contributed to the freaky reality of the dream was that eventually I became aware of sirens. What I was pretty sure were police sirens. I seemed content that they were. But they were there just on the edge of my consciousness for what seemed like most of the night.
I went over to my mom's this morning and she said that she heard them too around 2:00am. Her boyfriend said he heard some around 5 or 6 this morning followed by what he thinks were four gunshots.
I got to work and asked my housemate, he said he heard them for like four hours. his girlfriend said she looked out the window and saw a bunch of cruisers by the strip mall.
I'll know what went down on the news tomorrow.
Having been aware of the sirens I think contributed to the sense of danger and added a bit of reality to it.
But man it was surreal today. I heard thunder start to rumble and it raised the hair on my neck, and not in the good way!
I've spent the evening watching Survivorman (New episode! Yay!) and preparing an expanded survival kit for my backpack. I think I'm going to make a habit of it.
Happy thanksgiving!
Creepy kinda update: So there is a building in the general area of the one in my dream. A house, which seemed to make less sense when I woke up from the dream. But there it is. The subject of fallout shelters keeps coming up. Like something in the newspaper about 'This day in 1964, fallout shelter passes were mailed out to Kingston residents.' Which was explained to me by someone who was a child at the time that it was essentially ushering people into their own graves, seeing as there was no infrastructure to bury them were they on the surface, they'd go into these shelters, die after a week from radiation, then the government would have it on record that all these people were accounted for and buried. Would like to the story, but my net's being a bitch.
My two new goals are to A: obtain one of these shelter cards and B: Find one of the supposed shelters which was to house some of the 61,XXX people.
The buses however were not running. I knew I was getting a ride there from mom but I didn't know how I was getting back. And I think that uncertainty is what inspired this part of the dream.
In the dream I was walking home, I must have been because I think I was on my feet and there's no other reason that I'd have been on that side of the causeway.
Air raid sirens start to go off and I'm hearing instructions echoing from loudspeakers somewhere to find shelter, or head to a designated shelter or something. This is right near the military base, the old fort and lots of military facillities including the military college.
I went to a building which does not exist in reality on the hill to my left. There were two soldiers, armed and instructing us to keep quiet, stay away from the windows, etc. No word on what exactly was happening. I figure that because we're being told to keep quiet it's not an air raid.
I wanted to find a weapon. In the dream the weapons I gathered were my six cell maglight, my machete, and a few of my dinky swords. Which didn't do much to comfort me.
This could my my subconscious telling me I need to upgrade my arsenal.
I remember talking over a radio or on the phone to a few people and feeling good knowing they were safe or on their way to safety. I remember seeing my sister show up at this building, leading a group of merrily singing scout aged children with backpacks and sleeping bags. Which sounds like my sister. If anybody could organize and lead a troop of rowdy ankle-biters, it's me big sis.
At that point I started to fade in and out of sleep. The scariest part of that dream though was that it scared me.
I wouldn't normally be scared by a dream like that, I'd be excited by it. And it put me on edge for this entire day. The first thing I packed for work was one of my three day emergency food bars, first aid supplies and my baton.
If I owned a handgun I probably would have packed it, because I was royally freaked out.
Now something that happened last night that might have contributed to the freaky reality of the dream was that eventually I became aware of sirens. What I was pretty sure were police sirens. I seemed content that they were. But they were there just on the edge of my consciousness for what seemed like most of the night.
I went over to my mom's this morning and she said that she heard them too around 2:00am. Her boyfriend said he heard some around 5 or 6 this morning followed by what he thinks were four gunshots.
I got to work and asked my housemate, he said he heard them for like four hours. his girlfriend said she looked out the window and saw a bunch of cruisers by the strip mall.
I'll know what went down on the news tomorrow.
Having been aware of the sirens I think contributed to the sense of danger and added a bit of reality to it.
But man it was surreal today. I heard thunder start to rumble and it raised the hair on my neck, and not in the good way!
I've spent the evening watching Survivorman (New episode! Yay!) and preparing an expanded survival kit for my backpack. I think I'm going to make a habit of it.
Happy thanksgiving!
Creepy kinda update: So there is a building in the general area of the one in my dream. A house, which seemed to make less sense when I woke up from the dream. But there it is. The subject of fallout shelters keeps coming up. Like something in the newspaper about 'This day in 1964, fallout shelter passes were mailed out to Kingston residents.' Which was explained to me by someone who was a child at the time that it was essentially ushering people into their own graves, seeing as there was no infrastructure to bury them were they on the surface, they'd go into these shelters, die after a week from radiation, then the government would have it on record that all these people were accounted for and buried. Would like to the story, but my net's being a bitch.
My two new goals are to A: obtain one of these shelter cards and B: Find one of the supposed shelters which was to house some of the 61,XXX people.
Today's Top story. Girls are dumb.
In other news Smelly girls are stupid. But first here's Jimmy for sports....
"Thanks Dave. Today in sports the bleachers are filled with fat, slobbish, loud drunken, grunting losers, and the girls are crawling all over them. While relatively smart, attractive men are left single.
Now to Stupid Girl Dumb-face for weather."
"Thanks Jimmy! Today and for the last several months, this low pressure system seems to have held a dark cloud of female stupidity over Kingston Ontario with no signs of it dissipating. This type of weather often leaves men feeling confused and their efforts wasted. Now I'm going to go cruse with a big jerk in his mustang! Back to you Davey!"
Thanks, Stupid Girl Dumb-Face.
Back to our top story. Yeah I girls are dumb.
I'm happy with who I am, I don't wanna be bigger or taller or drive a car. Are the ideals I set for myself so alien that people can't handle it?
I wanna go camping and sit bye a fire!
I want my new tent damnit!
I wanna go shoot my gun!
I'd like to go on a another date with someone after I kiss them!
I want a short haired tomboy of a girl who likes to camp, and shoot things, and let me spoil her rotten and cook for her.
That's right! It's a big whiny blog of things I want! I don't whine often, I'm entitled now and then!
In other news Smelly girls are stupid. But first here's Jimmy for sports....
"Thanks Dave. Today in sports the bleachers are filled with fat, slobbish, loud drunken, grunting losers, and the girls are crawling all over them. While relatively smart, attractive men are left single.
Now to Stupid Girl Dumb-face for weather."
"Thanks Jimmy! Today and for the last several months, this low pressure system seems to have held a dark cloud of female stupidity over Kingston Ontario with no signs of it dissipating. This type of weather often leaves men feeling confused and their efforts wasted. Now I'm going to go cruse with a big jerk in his mustang! Back to you Davey!"
Thanks, Stupid Girl Dumb-Face.
Back to our top story. Yeah I girls are dumb.
I'm happy with who I am, I don't wanna be bigger or taller or drive a car. Are the ideals I set for myself so alien that people can't handle it?
I wanna go camping and sit bye a fire!
I want my new tent damnit!
I wanna go shoot my gun!
I'd like to go on a another date with someone after I kiss them!
I want a short haired tomboy of a girl who likes to camp, and shoot things, and let me spoil her rotten and cook for her.
That's right! It's a big whiny blog of things I want! I don't whine often, I'm entitled now and then!
So I now officially work for Nikon. It is pretty sweet so far. They sent me home with a D40 SLR camera to play with the other day. But it was right before the long weekend that I had a camping trip planned. I didn't really want to lug it with me because we were packing light. But they lent my house mate who also worked there one of the compact models that has an underwater housing. We got a few interesting shots with it but there wasn't much to take pictures of underwater where we were.
All in all not many memorable pictures from the trip. I'll have to go through them all and pick out the best to post in my albums.
Great trip though.
Three of us went. My house mate, my friend whom went on the last trip with me and myself. We had one tiny, tippy canoe. So I let them take that with all the communal gear to the island, while I hiked through the park to a peninsula near by where they'd be able to see me and come back to pick me up once they offloaded everything.
Nice hike. Very rough trails through an area that had a few mica mines. Found a piece of what I think is beryl too. Came across a couple girls sprawled out on the ground at the peninsula. We kind of startled each other and they seemed quite content to be left alone so I didn't try too hard to put on the charm.
The fishing was good. My house mate caught a little bass not long after we got there. We cooked it up with some wild rice mixed with chicken bullion and garlic. It was awesome.
The nights were cold. But I'm surprised my ranger blanket wasn't enough to keep me warm. I had to get up and start the fire again in the middle of the night just to warm up.
The next day I was feeling particularly adventurous. I had been wanting to collect some large cray fish and mussels to try and cook up. Maybe even some frog legs. So I went off to look for stuff around the island. At the opposite end from where we were camping I was flipping rocks, hoping for some nice cray fish. I happen to look up and see three large bass in the shallows. I run back to get the guys with the fishing rod. When we get back we see a HUGE bass swimming around. Looked to be around 5 or 6 pounds. Likely more like 3 or 4.
nothing big was biting. We stayed there for a good while too but slowly lost interest.
I came back a couple times during the day. Saw the big one a couple more times, tasting my bait but not biting. Caught a little guy like the one we had the day before, he knocked the frog off my hook right as the big one was right under me. I was pissed.
So we had another taste of fish with dinner that night. This time with a mixture of lentils rice and barley with beef bullion, garlic and onion. Very tasty. We played cards and smoked cigars then went to sleep. Another cold night.
Got up, ate a small breakfast, packed up and headed back. We saw a little small town diner on the way there with a cheap breakfast advertised. We were really craving one of those greasy diner breakfasts. The place turned out to be nicer than we had anticipated, and were actually kind of disappointed in how nice it was on the inside. Not exactly rustic. But still an amazing breakfast.
We got home. I went over to mom's because I was really missing my cat's all the sudden on the trip. Cuddles and napped with them for a bit and came back here. Next day at work they took the cameras back and today I got another but it's just a lousy little compact. There weren't enough SLRs to go around this time.
I think I'm going to buy one sometime though. We get a good discount.
Maybe I can get some SG's coming out of Kingston if I offer my services. I really like using the manual focusing and such. Today we listened in on some of the calls on the floor. I think I'm going to like it just fine, and the paycheques will be nice.
Also, when the head guy comes up from NY he spoils everybody.
Some hot girls working at the call center too in other departments. The rest of the building is cell phone activations and stuff. Really boring and lousy. Anybody and their dog can work there. Really trashy looking people all over the place too.
One pretty cute girl has taken a liking to me. I hope to run into her on the bus again tomorrow.
Sarita's most recent little boytoy works there too. Every time I enter a room with him we lock eyes briefly. I must be shooting daggers because he looks kind of freaked out every time.
Meh. Fuck him. Never felt such an irrational hatred for anyone like this before though. I seriously think I'd beat the shit out of him by any means available if I got the chance.
The weekend before I started, I had a friend's sister over for dinner. She's drop dead gorgeous. Short, cute and kind of a hardass. We ended up making out until about 3:30 in the morning. But I'm not sure what's happening now. She's in school and she's either not interested enough to see me any more or else really is too busy and 'stuff' now. We'll see how it pans out.
Hopefully I'll have some female company one way or another this weekend.
Payday tomorrow! Yay!
All in all not many memorable pictures from the trip. I'll have to go through them all and pick out the best to post in my albums.
Great trip though.
Three of us went. My house mate, my friend whom went on the last trip with me and myself. We had one tiny, tippy canoe. So I let them take that with all the communal gear to the island, while I hiked through the park to a peninsula near by where they'd be able to see me and come back to pick me up once they offloaded everything.
Nice hike. Very rough trails through an area that had a few mica mines. Found a piece of what I think is beryl too. Came across a couple girls sprawled out on the ground at the peninsula. We kind of startled each other and they seemed quite content to be left alone so I didn't try too hard to put on the charm.
The fishing was good. My house mate caught a little bass not long after we got there. We cooked it up with some wild rice mixed with chicken bullion and garlic. It was awesome.
The nights were cold. But I'm surprised my ranger blanket wasn't enough to keep me warm. I had to get up and start the fire again in the middle of the night just to warm up.
The next day I was feeling particularly adventurous. I had been wanting to collect some large cray fish and mussels to try and cook up. Maybe even some frog legs. So I went off to look for stuff around the island. At the opposite end from where we were camping I was flipping rocks, hoping for some nice cray fish. I happen to look up and see three large bass in the shallows. I run back to get the guys with the fishing rod. When we get back we see a HUGE bass swimming around. Looked to be around 5 or 6 pounds. Likely more like 3 or 4.
nothing big was biting. We stayed there for a good while too but slowly lost interest.
I came back a couple times during the day. Saw the big one a couple more times, tasting my bait but not biting. Caught a little guy like the one we had the day before, he knocked the frog off my hook right as the big one was right under me. I was pissed.
So we had another taste of fish with dinner that night. This time with a mixture of lentils rice and barley with beef bullion, garlic and onion. Very tasty. We played cards and smoked cigars then went to sleep. Another cold night.
Got up, ate a small breakfast, packed up and headed back. We saw a little small town diner on the way there with a cheap breakfast advertised. We were really craving one of those greasy diner breakfasts. The place turned out to be nicer than we had anticipated, and were actually kind of disappointed in how nice it was on the inside. Not exactly rustic. But still an amazing breakfast.
We got home. I went over to mom's because I was really missing my cat's all the sudden on the trip. Cuddles and napped with them for a bit and came back here. Next day at work they took the cameras back and today I got another but it's just a lousy little compact. There weren't enough SLRs to go around this time.
I think I'm going to buy one sometime though. We get a good discount.
Maybe I can get some SG's coming out of Kingston if I offer my services. I really like using the manual focusing and such. Today we listened in on some of the calls on the floor. I think I'm going to like it just fine, and the paycheques will be nice.
Also, when the head guy comes up from NY he spoils everybody.
Some hot girls working at the call center too in other departments. The rest of the building is cell phone activations and stuff. Really boring and lousy. Anybody and their dog can work there. Really trashy looking people all over the place too.
One pretty cute girl has taken a liking to me. I hope to run into her on the bus again tomorrow.
Sarita's most recent little boytoy works there too. Every time I enter a room with him we lock eyes briefly. I must be shooting daggers because he looks kind of freaked out every time.
Meh. Fuck him. Never felt such an irrational hatred for anyone like this before though. I seriously think I'd beat the shit out of him by any means available if I got the chance.
The weekend before I started, I had a friend's sister over for dinner. She's drop dead gorgeous. Short, cute and kind of a hardass. We ended up making out until about 3:30 in the morning. But I'm not sure what's happening now. She's in school and she's either not interested enough to see me any more or else really is too busy and 'stuff' now. We'll see how it pans out.
Hopefully I'll have some female company one way or another this weekend.
Payday tomorrow! Yay!
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