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.
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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.
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that .4 can be the difference in the shot you want and the shot you end up with.. so it makes sense to get it if you can afford it and are doing the type of shots that require it. I just lucked out when they sent me the 1.4 by accident. I was hoping they would do the same with the 85mm... but they didnt. The 85mm 1.4 is like 1g where as the 1.8 is 400.
but you know people, look at all the mooks that paid out the ass for the iphone, just so they had the latest toy.