Ya. I guess this is my blog. I don't know that anyone other than me will read it, and I will probably be reading it for the next three months until I decide to update again, but anywho...

I'm trying to get back into the SG community. I used to love reading the newsposts, and commenting on them, and checking out blogs and all that, but I stopped for awhile. I've decided to try and get back in and see if I want to keep hanging around. The price of this site is definitely worth the community, but if I'm not participating in the community then I am just paying to look at boobs, and come on, this is the digital age, I can see more boobs than all my ancestors combined for free.

Had a good weekend though. I went to my pal Adam's house and had a bit of a guy's night. We played Halo for about 8 hours and mixed it up with a bit of poker. I drank some beer as well, good ol' east coast Keith's. I wonder if eating veggie dogs takes away from the machismo?

Also, I was feared and hated on by everyone while playing Halo, so that's always cool. "Oh fuck, Wannie! [in articulate breathing and choking noises]" then they die "You fuck!". Haha, I did my fair share of dieing too, but video games are the only time when I can be the least bit intimidating, so I gotta use the chance to brag when I can.

Must.. study for... test... only two hours ... away.

Why am I writing like a superhero/Captain Kirk? I don't know anything about the test and yet I am adding a new journal. Oh well.

Peace.

Well, I'm working on an assignment that was due yesterday (after my prof gave me a four day extension) so I guess it's time to update my journal. It seems I only update when I really really shouldn't.

My apartment is atrocious. That's not a word I pull out too often, but I definately need it in this circumstance. Betty and I cleaned the place twice (once superficially and again really well), then when everything was finally clean for the first time in months we, of course , decided it was time to rearrange the living room. We managed to get about halfway done, which means shit everywhere, when our friends invited us Winter camping. After getting back we dumped all our camping stuff right in front of our door in the living room. That was two weeks ago or so, and the only change is it's gotten messier. I won't even describe our room, it's too depressing.

On a positive note, I actually got 5 responses on my last journal entry! That's a new record I think, except maybe the journal that was up for a year, but this has only been a couple weeks. I don't know if anyone will actually read this, I'm guessing it will be between 0 and 2 people. If it's only one it might be Chloe, who appreciated my Ass set suggestion. If that is the case, than:

HI CHLOE

Hey-o,

Time to let my myriad of adoring fans know what is going on in my awesome life (but really I just want to get into SGCanadaEast so I can make some adoring fans).

Went Winter camping last weekend. We went tobogganing, which was pretty sweet. The path was all twisty and surrounded by trees, so we piled up snow and made a track. Actually, some of my friends did that, I mostly just yelled at them to hurry up and tried to sled around them . I can't believe how much of a workout it actually is just to sled. Sure it's a CV workout running up the hill, but my triceps are killing me from lying on my stomach and holding my arms up. Anthony brought some Pam too, so the Crazy carpets got a little crazier. The best part was holding on to someone elses legs (both on our stomachs on carpets) and steering them around the track.

So, sledding was great, but as we were sitting in this 100+ year old house (Anthony's parents had it appraised at $200) I couldn't help thinking: "this would be much better at someone's house with a hill nearby". I espcially thought that after sleeping outside in tent which has two walls made completely of mesh, not the most heat effecient winter tent. Of course I'm now sick, oh well, it was awesome to see everyone.

Come on! If winter camping and tobogganing (spelled correctly even) doesn't earn me a spot in SGCanadaEast, what will?

Well, maybe it's time for my 6th journal entry in over a year. My last two actually got a combined total of 3 responses.

Yep, this kind of popularity has its drawbacks. Like, it's hard to walk down the street without everyone rushing toward you, and then asking you to kindly get the fuck out of their way. Or, as I discovered while riding my bike with a backpack and camping chair on my back and a cooler in my right hand, people also crave being right in front of me. They espcially prefer to appear there unexpectedly. And when all you have is your left hand on the handlebars, that means all you have access to is the front brake, which means all your scrotum has access to is the handlebars.

But, once that unfortunateness was out of the way everything went great. Me and my best friend and my girlfriend went swimming in a lake. Trent and I took turns shouting at Betty to "watch this" and "count how long I can stay under". It was like being ten all over again. Oh well, back to acting like I'm 12.

Remember that old cheesy saying "The only thing to fear is fear itself"? There is a reason that saying has held on so long: it is absolutely true. Whatever you fear you bring immediately to yourself.

It is not a cruel trick played on us by the universe, but a wonderful gift. The only reason it gets the best of humanity so often is because humans full of fear, and very short on love. Since the universe is full of free will, it will allow you to do to yourself whatever it thinks you want. If all you think about are negative things, then it is assumed that is what you want.

All you need to do in order to create happiness and joy, is give thanks to the universe for making those things available to you, and they will be there.

Miracles do happen!

No longer can my update page claim "you have no friends. ha ha." I now have an official friend. I don't know if she accidently asked me to be her friend, but it doesn't matter.

And since no one is likely to read this with the possible exception of her:

Here's a big shout out to sunheart.

(sunheart not capitalized in accordance with her spelling, not a lack of respect [bet you regret being friends now that you realize what a dork I am])

Just watched Shaun of the Dead recently (about 5 times). I truly enjoyed this movie. I am not a zombie movie fan (although I also watched Dawn of the Dead, and am about to watch 28 Days Later, but only because of Shaun).

The tagline is quite right: "A romantic comedy. With zombies."

I didn't just think it was good for a zombie movie, I just really enjoyed the film. And the relationship between Shaun and Liz is very honest I thought. The way she shakes her head at his stupidity was startlingly similar to the way my girlfriend does.

As scary as it is for me to admit, I think I have a new love over Evil Dead 2. Yea, I don't like horror or zombie movies, but two of my most favourite movies are both zombie/horror (sort of), oh well.

Well, I still have no friends (and his damn site keeps laughing at me about it), but what the hell, it's been 8 months or so, so here's a new journal. Yea, how about stuff? I think it's kinda overrated.

P.S. please don't eat these: or even or for that matter.

Hey all,

I'm new here, and I'm filling out my profile instead of doing my religion assignment due in about 11 hours, so I'll just say hey.

...

Hey.

Wannie The Sane