Wednesday, January 14, 2004
E inspires this entry.
1. I only drink Latte or Espresso at work when it is free. If I got out for coffee, I normally will end up drinking a Chai Latte. I drink about 4 litres of Tetley’s Orange Pekoe Tea every day. On special occasions I will make a vat of Chai tea for my friends, in as traditional a manner as I can manage with my limited resources.
2. I don’t have a car. Being 20 years old and the oldest of my old school friends I was the first person who was able to get my drivers licence. Now only Kristy and myself are left with out means of getting ourselves around. I do however bike everywhere I go, when no one wants to give me a ride. I have been known to take the bus, but only when it is too cold to walk. (that is me second from the right)
3. I sleep on a futon that sit on the floor. I took the frame out from under it because it squeaked too much while… well… it squeaked too much.
4. In my bedroom I have more posters than I care to mention… but here I go. Starting with the north wall I have a Trainspotting poster of the cast standing in line. Below that I have a Ferris Buellers day off poster, which I almost gave to Chad, but then decided I liked it too much and kept it to myself. In my closet I have a poster that I am not very proud of, as it is completely tasteless. It is 4 semi-clad women showing their ass. I got it to reaffirm my heterosexuality. Stop laughing. Then right of my closet we have a picture of Darth Vader made with hundreds of little pictures from the movies. Above that we have a “Have a day” Poster. Next to that is the movie poster for Requiem for a Dream, Full Metal Jacket, Akira, “Have a Night,” and under that by my private staircase is another Trainspotting poster, “Relinquishing Junk.” South wall has an old school lord of the Rings poster, a massive Pulp Fiction poster, a Radiohead poster, a picture of a car, and the poster from the movie Heist… that I have never seen. Free poster is a free poster after all. I need to find a replacement for it. Then in the stair well we have a Minister of the Funny Walk poster, No Doubt and Garbage. I also have a few far side cartoons. Then on the next wall, (East I think?) I have another star wars poster that needs replacing, a Muhammad Ali poster, some art and pictures. Then we have the Templar poster that I should replace… man I got some bad posters up. I’m super picky about what I put on my walls. Then I have a Reservoir Dogs, Che Guevara, Fight Club and the godfather. On the door to my room (Inside) I have Clockwork Orange, and on the outside I have Sponge Bob Square Pants. I have a Final Fantasy poster I need to put up, but not sure what poster comes down to let this one up. Oh gee I almost forgot, on the other side of the railing down the stairs I have a Pink Floyd Dark side of the Moon poster, a Tom Waits poster and a Guinness poster. There. I think that is all. My walls are painted bright Blue and Orange. My favourite Colours.
5. When I’m depressed I… well… I’m not depressed very often. So I don’t really do anything whenever I am depressed. Ska and video games make me happy, so I guess I listen to ska and play some starfox.
6. I don’t like to shave, I will shave my upper lip as I don’t like having a mustash, but I do enjoy my goatee and other hair.
7. I think everyone at some level has a thing for pain.
8. I don’t let people near me with tweezers.
9. My birthday is December 16th 1983.
10. I like Red hair, Freckles and people who have self-confidence. Get it?
11. I used to think I was allergic to strawberries, but I can eat them now with no side affects.
12. All I ever think about is sex and video games. Often times the two blend together.
13. I’m wearing a pair of blue jeans, grey socks, and a brown “Bowling for Soup” t-shirt. I am growing a beard for the soul reason of it covering up the zits along my jaw line. There aren’t many, but really one is too many.
14. I have a mix MP3 cd playing in the background. Cake just finished “Love you Madly”, and now Radiohead is playing Creep.
15. I don’t masturbate that often… maybe once every 3 days. Which I’m told isn’t very often for some one of my age and gender. I do own a playboy, but only because it was a prop in a play I helped direct.
16. I am too lazy to have any style. People tell me I’m eclectic, but really, I just let my mom and dad buy me clothing that they find on sale, or from concerts I go to. I have also been known to steal other people clothing and not give it back.
17. I have not gained more than 5 lbs since the start of grade 9. I was 130lbs-ish, a little puggy, and am now 132lbs and a little taller. I also have a lot of hair, which I blame for most of my weight gain. Bless my ringlets.
18. I’ve been to Ireland and England about… five times? I was young for most of the trips so I don’t really remember most of them. Except my most recent one.
19. My dad brings me all over the place with his work. His bosses know me better than they know his wife. I have been to Florida, California, Toronto, and Calgary, all on his works money. Bless capitalism.
20. I am a procrastinator.
That is Sean. I think. For now anyways. My life is filled with children (none of them mine thankfully) lesbians, part time jobs, climbing trips I was tricked into going on and people who think that I too should believe in god. Seeing as I pretty much jack hammered this whole entry, I would just like to thank E one more time.
Here are some picturs of my trip a in the summer of 2002.
This is not how I enjoy spending my summer.
Saturday, January 03, 2004
England Doesn't have the Answers
You are wiggidy wack. Stop it.
I'm back! Yes, and high on mushrooms. Man this music is good. I think way to much on this shit. Man every great story has a wack lesbian in it. The really great ones have two.
Movies that are fucked up are good. Movies that are fucked up then need a panflit to explain it are just wiggidy. I talk to much on mush.
much mush much mush much mush much mush hehe i typed that all out. Had to make corrections too.
oh man.
so done.
my dad is snoring
Man creep is a good song
the loner poser kid look is becoming popular this fall...
Emo sales are higher than ever, school shootings are more popular than ever. Being the loner kid is the new black.
Even i think of myself as the black sheep that stands off on his own while the other sheep all chew their media driven cud.
But i'm no black sheep. I'm not artest or devil. I'm an ass hole elitiest pot head who isn't in school and doesn't know shit. Works a crap job and whos only claim to fame is that he is moving away, if only for a little while.
As if that will make him a better person, or give him perspective on life and the way things should be. England doesn't have the answers. I won't find any pot of gold. What i am slowly learning, years to late i might add, is that i have to work to get what i want.
My fathers respect will be earned by getting an education, and out of his house.
I will get out of my father house by getting an education.
Education education education. God. I wish the answer wasn't so simple. Either way i look at the years ahead of me i need to work my ass off. Live at home, go to school, put up with the family, all things are hard work but i can make money after.... or fuck off now.
Move out. No education working shit jobs till i'm 30. become the bitter manager at wendys. Drinking too much i'll blame who ever i can think of. Most likely my dad. For not supporting me when i was younger.
When i look back on these years in the future, if think i have failed, i can blame only myself.
When (or if) i look back and see i have had success, i can thank my father.
I have more than i would have asked for and i am greatful for none of it. it has become far to eay to sit back and say, well... no one else cares, why should i?
Bah.
So i miss nicole. First time since, and i miss her. Or do i... i don't think so. I don't think.
Do i miss her? or do i miss my girlfriend?
Does asking the same question twice make me seem cleaver if i change the words a bit?
What the hell do lesbians do? after watching a movie that i think was made, just so i could watch lesbians make out for two and a half hours, the only question i can think of is what the hell do Lesbains Do?
Age gets points for saying other Lesbians.
But really, they don't have a dick, when a woman climaxes, sshe can go on... when a guy cums, it is over. a final end. But if two chicks are going at it what do they do? make out and eat eachother all day then decide to take a nap? If you can keep going why ever stop? So what makes them stop?
Man girls are wiggidy. So is abba. why the fuck am i listening to abba.
I used to think punk covers whir dope shit, now i see them as they are. just regular shit.
I admit there are one or two that are note worthy. Me First and the Gimmy Gimmies have a few good covers, and while not "punk" Johnny Cash can't be forgotten. Sometimes it just sounds better when you say it a second time.
Other times it is just stupid.
You're wiggidy wack. Stop it.
My gut hurts.
Too much.
Too too much. Some booze, some mush, some pot. Man. These aren't things to be proud of. Fuck. I should be going to the u of s. too bad i'm so lazy. why am i so lazy. why is sitting and doing nothing more fun than making my life better so that i can at least have a nice chair to sit on and do nothing.
art vs work
ha.
i'm no artist. I use liking other peoples high art as a way to look down on others with taste other than my own.
If you arn't working to keep things going in the back rooms of the world,
and you arn't creating art, in some way,
you are just a pot head.
I look back on my Clash print that i did more than a year ago, and think "yeah i'm an artist and people even liked it" but what have i done since.
god i'm a faker. i hate it.
i was thinking about killing myself just so i could see what happend. it was weird. just to not be able to take the suspence any more.... to rip apart your xmas gifts on the 20th... and meet your maker.
it was such calm rashinal thought that it kind of worried me. If i could think so calmly about killing myself... like it was slicing bread.
anyways i'm fine so don't worry about me that wise.
i'll still be here tomarrow.
Unless my gut rots from these zoomers.
*burps*
i'm so heavy.
i love tea
i could use some right now.
The Strokes sure seem to have fallen away.
is no one talking about them or am i just not listening?
The world seems to be growing up with me, to feed my intrestes.
Back in the day I had my Lego. Not legos, the plural for Lego is Lego. Philistine.
I loved lego.
I had a lot of lego, all kinds.
it was good stuff.
i better go to bed.
I called the grade 11 girls Philistines the other night, they wanted to know what it ment. I guess the best way to say it is some one who doesn't know what a Philistine is.
Like a hasbian.
A lesbian that went straight.
Really just a woman who realized all women can do is make out then take a nap. Man what the hell do lesbians do.
Lesbain porn is a male fantasy,
but what gets women off who get off on women?
Do they like boobies?
I like boobies, but do women who ddig chicks dig them?
They sure seem to just use toys on eachother, which seems like a week excuse for not having a penis. Like one of thoes strap ons for men who have a flasid dick.
"Sorry i'm not home, leave a message" kind of love.
If i don't have a penis, but i like chicks, what more is there to do? Make out, have a nap.
are women just chemicaly unstable by nature?
Every great story has a wack lesbian in it. The really great ones have two.
I'm in bed.
SEAN!!!
