I am officially drained because of the heat. Frankly ... I'm not sure it is really all that hot ... but hey, this is Canada ... it's not snow ... holy fuck is it hot out!
Really though ... it's quite warm ... but, as a male, I don't quite mind. See ... it seems there was a memo passed around to all the cute girls to wear bikini tops today. I musta seen at least 25 girls in bikini tops in the span of 15 minutes ... and once again ... this is Canada ... not a beach.
So ... I saw two movies this weekend. I was forced to sit through Lara Croft: Tomb Raider and the Cradle of Life ... or whatever the hell it was called.
Watching it, I equated it to watching Anna Kournakova playing tennis. You don't watch it for the action, you watch it for the eye candy.
The second movie I saw completely made up for the above crappola.
All I have to say is: Tron funken blow.
Fubar is so cheesy it just might have made it into my list of top 50 favourite movies.
Sure, it is dumb and slacks off at points and the ending is weak as hell ... but fuck ... Tron funken blow says it all.
I had other stuff to say ... however, I am now heading over to a friends house to administer a well deserved spanking before her and I go to another friends place to watch the WWE PPV.
So maybe I'll come back and write more later.
And BOOURNS to the SG people that didn't make Kiki's set go up in the last two days. That's right ... take that biotches ... BOOURNS!!
Edited for more drivel
Alright ... the other shit that I was gonna type but didn't have the chance:
Went to a peelers with the girlfriend. It was one of her friends birthdays and one of her friends strips there. Good times all around.
Except ... as usual, I started feeling icky. I dunno what it is about strip clubs, but I haven't been to one yet where I didn't feel like I was gonna puke. And it has nothing to do with the girls. As soon as I walk into a peelers, my stomach gets all knotted up and it is no good times. Water sometimes helps ... but hell ... not for $4.50 for a small bottle. I wasn't about to waste that kinda money on a free resource.
So I left and let my girlfriend hang out with her friends. She got back home around 4:30am and told me all about the night. Apparently the birthday boy went for a lapdance and came back 21 songs later, $240 poorer and had a huge smile on his face.
Wanna know why? He got to fingerbang her.
Woo-fucking-hoo. $240 for a chance to slide a finger in? That's money well fucking spent in my opinion. [/sarcasm]
Anyways ... lately we've been notcing a rat around the house. Always good times when there's a rat. So today we find out that there is an infestation of Norweigan white rats in the area and if we see one to call some number.
So my dad calls and they ask when the last time we saw one was. He says yesterday. They tell us that they can't do anything as the rat could be anywhere now. We should call back immediately the next time we see it.
So ... my question. What kinda rat is gonna wait around while we call some stupid dude to come out and look at said rat? I mean fuck ... as soon as we see the rat, it's gone. It isn't posing for fucking pictures. It's doing rat like things ... such as running away fom humans.
*sigh* I need a hug. I got home happy, came downstairs, turned my computer on and started feeling almost depressed. Dunno what the fuck that is. But ... anyways ... hugs anyone?
Really though ... it's quite warm ... but, as a male, I don't quite mind. See ... it seems there was a memo passed around to all the cute girls to wear bikini tops today. I musta seen at least 25 girls in bikini tops in the span of 15 minutes ... and once again ... this is Canada ... not a beach.
So ... I saw two movies this weekend. I was forced to sit through Lara Croft: Tomb Raider and the Cradle of Life ... or whatever the hell it was called.
Watching it, I equated it to watching Anna Kournakova playing tennis. You don't watch it for the action, you watch it for the eye candy.
The second movie I saw completely made up for the above crappola.
All I have to say is: Tron funken blow.
Fubar is so cheesy it just might have made it into my list of top 50 favourite movies.
Sure, it is dumb and slacks off at points and the ending is weak as hell ... but fuck ... Tron funken blow says it all.
I had other stuff to say ... however, I am now heading over to a friends house to administer a well deserved spanking before her and I go to another friends place to watch the WWE PPV.
So maybe I'll come back and write more later.
And BOOURNS to the SG people that didn't make Kiki's set go up in the last two days. That's right ... take that biotches ... BOOURNS!!
Edited for more drivel
Alright ... the other shit that I was gonna type but didn't have the chance:
Went to a peelers with the girlfriend. It was one of her friends birthdays and one of her friends strips there. Good times all around.
Except ... as usual, I started feeling icky. I dunno what it is about strip clubs, but I haven't been to one yet where I didn't feel like I was gonna puke. And it has nothing to do with the girls. As soon as I walk into a peelers, my stomach gets all knotted up and it is no good times. Water sometimes helps ... but hell ... not for $4.50 for a small bottle. I wasn't about to waste that kinda money on a free resource.
So I left and let my girlfriend hang out with her friends. She got back home around 4:30am and told me all about the night. Apparently the birthday boy went for a lapdance and came back 21 songs later, $240 poorer and had a huge smile on his face.
Wanna know why? He got to fingerbang her.
Woo-fucking-hoo. $240 for a chance to slide a finger in? That's money well fucking spent in my opinion. [/sarcasm]
Anyways ... lately we've been notcing a rat around the house. Always good times when there's a rat. So today we find out that there is an infestation of Norweigan white rats in the area and if we see one to call some number.
So my dad calls and they ask when the last time we saw one was. He says yesterday. They tell us that they can't do anything as the rat could be anywhere now. We should call back immediately the next time we see it.
So ... my question. What kinda rat is gonna wait around while we call some stupid dude to come out and look at said rat? I mean fuck ... as soon as we see the rat, it's gone. It isn't posing for fucking pictures. It's doing rat like things ... such as running away fom humans.
*sigh* I need a hug. I got home happy, came downstairs, turned my computer on and started feeling almost depressed. Dunno what the fuck that is. But ... anyways ... hugs anyone?
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You called me cutie! Did you mean it? Did you? Will your gf be jealous?
Side-note: Someone just put me on Yahoo and being the curious person I am I ask who they are. They tell me. Totally random person. Never even talked to him on SG. Now I'm stuck here listening to him telling me about his whole life when I'm trying to compose a message to you. God so annoying. I don't even know the dude. Why can't someone like you who I actually like IM me?
OK back to YOU!!! You know the weekends was the only time I saw my ex too. And it still didn't keep us together. At the end I became so annoyed by him that what little time we did end up spending together grated on my every nerve. You know now that I think of it in many ways I found him to be intensely annoying. When you love someone I think that even bad habits and such should be lovable. Like check this...I vowed never ever to date a guy who smokes. I think smoking is the grossest thing ever and I've actually turned people down because they smoke. But here comes Gravesy!!! He's a fucking smoker but I like him so much that I give him a chance anyway. Now the fact that he smokes is one of the things I adore about him. Weird huh?
Oh yes and hello Rob!!! Yes of course we are getting into first names! I try to know everyone's first name because when I speak to them directly I feel a little silly calling them by their SG name esp. if it's a name like yours. Heh.
By the way, your advice ruled. I was actually already felt a little guilty because I cut off all communication with him and I did think he deserved more than that. I didn't want to throw him away like a dirty napkin. So when you said what you did that really gave me a kick in the ass. I decided that day to make sure to get at least one e-mail to him. I think it was a good idea because I think he realized that it was real and final. It was a good decision. I haven't really heard from him since. So here's hoping.
So I'm pretty upset that my ex doesn't want to be friends. I'm hoping that will change. I'd lovce to hang with him if I knew there were no romantic strings attached.
I agree about betrayal. I mean isn't betrayal like when you cheat on someone and shit like that? He can't seem to understand that my feelings changed. The end. As a matter if fact I was betraying MYSELF by staying with him for as long as I have knowing full well we shouldn't be together anymore. What about that? Of course I would never tell him any of this. Anymore contact would just encourage him and I don't think I can suffer through another email from him.
I'm reading your entry and there are so many funny lines. What you write re-affrims the fact that Canadians are fucking funny as hell!!!
For example this line...I'm still not seeing the betrayal and I wear glasses. The power of four eyes isn't seeing it. GENIUS!!!
Moving on moving on...
You know I can't imagine why you would be suicidal? You seem like a level headed person who has a lot of things going for him. I just can't imagine why you think your life sucks so bad that you need to end it. I guess I just don't really understand suicide. I understand depression though and I'm pretty sure that for the most part it's chemical. I'm not depressed but I do go through bouts of major depression. Usually it lasts only a few days and then I snap out of it and I'm back to normal. All I know is that nothing triggered it. It always seemed to be over nothing. I imagine suicide may be the same way. Is it?
P.S. I do not think you're mental silly cat!
Oh and try to stop by my journal today. It's pretty funny. No moping today.
As always...thank you!!!