News 2003



-December 17, 2003- I wasn't going to do this, but on Lou's request, NutkinLand. Don't go if you are in no way a geek,
                                    gamer, history buff, or top notch, proffessional shit thrower. Don't judge me by the msg boards I
                                    hang out on. PLEASE.


-December 7, 2003- Adam, please don't kill me for what I'm about to post. The two towers... how it was meant to
                                    be seen.


-December 4, 2003-All I can say is WOW... makes me wanna scream echo. I know, I'll never really get to the
                                real everest...


-December 3, 2003- This could get me in trouble.... the Dr. Seuss purity test: now bringing you a 56% pure bunny.


-December 2, 2003- Curiouser and curiouser.... in addition to adding model to my resume I've just been informed that
                                   I'll be volunteering as a brownie leader.... it's a similar situation because this is a role I never figured
                                   I'd be able to fill... only time will tell I guess. Shouldn't be too bad, though. The most children
                                    I'll be in charge of at any time is 4. eeeek.


-November 30, 2003- So, i'm clicking around in nutkinland, and someone posts a funny page thread... I go in and what
                                    should I find but Wil Wheaton's blog. Goddamit! if only the puppy from rab really did rip out his
                                    esophagus for not being  a guest star in the 6th episode. And all this because some hooters waitress
                                    says to him "didn't you used to be an actor?"


-November 27, 2003- Okay, so i wasn't gonna update today, but Dave at NG just had to put out a brand new
                                    Retarded Animal Babies for the american thanksgiving. SO this is me doing my obligatory duty
                                    to say go watch this politically incorrect, violent, sexually explicit cartoon about five animals spending
                                    thanksgiving at will weatons house (don't ask... just don't fuckin ask). And just because i'm such an
                                    obsessive compulsive geek, i found all 15 clickable bits in the flash animation. AND this is why I
                                    had to put up this post- BECAUSE when you click on the hydra, well..   Makes me feel so
                                    unoriginal, and behind the times. grr and damn you all!

                                 - Yay, i got sized up and readied for my awesome goth outfit that soon i will be modeling. I still
                                    can't believe I got a modeling job, even if it is just for Bleeding Rose, a local store's online site. But
                                    but  but, it's just something i never thought i'd end up doing. I think Elf put it well when he said I
                                    didn't seem vapid enough to be a model... I'll show him *teehee*

                               

-November 26, 2003- I have determined that there are three ways to come about being happy: accepting what you have
                                    and feeling no envy for something else; not knowing any better (ignorance is bliss); and a sudden
                                    blessing or incident that happens from out of nowhere without any feasible ill side effects. I'm sure
                                    there's more, and this is all lies, but it just struck me and i felt it necessary to share so that others can
                                    shoot down my poorly devised theories.


-November 24, 2003- Buy your very own dybbuk box... something to keep your plush cthulhu in, i guess :)
                                    It is pretty spooky though.


-November 19, 2003-

 
Ripped off (with love) of INA Studios


                                -Whistling as a form of communication??? apparently so. The silbo language is being revived and
                                taught in schools. I would get such bad marks in that class, I can't whistle worth...well, you know.


-November 16, 2003- I came upon a reference to Cthulhu, and had no idea what it was, so searched on google and
                                    found this... it did
answer my questions, and also reaffirmed my belief that some creative people
                                    have too much time on their hands
           
                                -Speaking of which-  
     



-November 15, 2003- I hate my brother.... go here and you'll hate him too.


-November 14, 2003- composed of various quotes by the prez. my idea of brilliance....


MAKE THE PIE HIGHER
by George W. Bush

I think we all agree, the past is over.
This is still a dangerous world.
It's a world of madmen and uncertainty
and potential mental losses.

Rarely is the question asked
Is our children learning?
Will the highways of the Internet become more few?
How many hands have I shaked?

They misunderestimate me.
I am a pitbull on the pantleg of opportunity.
I know that the human being and the fish can coexist.
Families is where our nation finds hope, where our wings take dream.

Put food on your family!
Knock down the tollbooth!
Vulcanize society!
Make the pie higher! Make the pie higher!

                                    ((I know i should quit... making fun of mr. bush is soooo shooting fish on a trophy)


-November 11, 2003- George Bernard Shaw observed: "The reasonable man adapts himself to the world: the
                                    unreasonable one persists in trying to adapt the world to himself. Therefore all progress
                                    depends on the unreasonable man."


-November 9, 2003- From Dilbert: "Needing someone is like needing a parachute. If he isn't there the first time you need
                                   
him, chances are you won't be needing him again."


-November 7, 2003- Not the reason i drink, but a good reason to drink


-November 3, 2003- anyone wanting to shop for a christmas present for me should go here....



-November 2, 2003- I caught the scent of lilac on the bus today and it shot me back to the hospital room i lay in this
                                    spring, awaiting surgery on my wrist. It was a strange flashback resulting in a bit of nausea at the
                                    memory of the aging dying people in the room with me, their scent mixed with the scent of the
                                    sanitizers and the not nearly powerful enough lilac clipping my mother brought to cheer me up.
                                    All the feelings of this early spring launched on me in full force, and i realize how far things have
                                    come since. It reminds me of the movie, Like Water For Chocolate, when the heroine's doctor is
                                    making matches he says there are matches inside each of us and small things such as a touch, taste
                                    or scent will set them off and make us realize we are alive. We only have so many, and when we
                                    burn the last one, that is death. It's kind of weird, but it seemed appropriate to think of it at the time.

                                - Joan Osborne's only hit "what if god was one of us" (i know that's not the actual title) has been
                                    following me around for three days. I'm afraid..... and yet it's not actually stuck in my head.
   
                                - I finally got around to watching vanilla sky. i wonder why it took me so long. It was better than i
                                    expected, and what do you know, Tom Cruise can act *shock!*  It brings up a lot of interesting
                                    points though, and heralds back to this philosphical theory about a reality where it is impossible
                                    for you to not have the outcome of your desire (mind the double negative, but it's standard
                                    philosophical jargon).  Anyhoo, the point is, if you could have the end of your choice, knowing that
                                    despite how real it feels it isn't, would you take it, or would you rather have a reality that won't
                                    live up to the realistic lie. I guess it is a difficult choice, but if i would never know the difference
                                    why would i care. I'd spend the rest of eternity under vanilla skies if it meant no more worries.
                                     If you have an opinion leave a msg, (either email, or g/b) and share. We'd all love to hear.


-October 28, 2003-Happy Haloweenies, go watch, is spooky
      
                             - After seeing a good friend of mine really sad last night i give some advice to all:
                                life is too short for bad coffee, bad chocolate, bad sex, and assholes.
                                There, it's said. Understand it, and don't waste your prescious time.


-October 21, 2003-VWeeehheeeeheee, one day i'll get over my j.k. rowling obssession, but until then, this page is my
                                heroin  It kind of reminds me of comix i've seen mare and amber do... only nonsensical in a different
                                way :)
I likes the muffins.

           
-October 20, 2003- After nine years, I finally got to see Sloan live in concert. The twelve year old in me is still in shock
                                (note to self, stop eating twelve year olds..) The first song they played when they hit the stage was
                                 underwhelmed. I couldn't help but be giddy! I think I sprained my ankle in the mosh pit though.
                                 that's just not cool.

                              - Swing your arms from side to side. Come on it's time to go, do the mario!


-October 16, 2003- In my wanderings around UVic, some good advice comes back to me... never buy raisins from rabbits.



-October 15, 2003- Go forth unto the guest book, and do as the robo-butt has ordered, by penalty of doom to you all! sign
                                or die!!! (well, actually, sign and die eventually-- is more accurate.) but like, seriously, i'm getting some
                                abandonment issues here, and i'm thinking that lou is the root cause, as he spoiled the whole thing by
                                signing regularly, then completely abandoning my sad little guest book, so it looks so empty of late.
                                but, that's enough self indulgence...

                              - Something to disturb-- miss mary-lou works at kfc (disturbing enough but it gets worse) They have a
                                standard black socks only rule, which is fine, professional, whatever. BUT, if you fail to wear black
                                 socks you get written up (one of those three strikes situations). No big deal, because most pants go
                                right down to the ankles, so if all yer black socks are dirty and you have to wear patterned or heaven                                         forbid, gray socks no one will see anyway, i mean it's kfc, everyone works behind a counter, the only
                                people who will know are the people who work there, if they see them, right? nope, they have
                                random sock checks. This level of anal retentive obsessive compulsive mind/physical appearance
                                control is freakish... and inconsistent, given there's nothing in the rules that says kfc employees can't
                                have creative face piercings or even funky colored hair. Why the socks????? I guess i'm really only
                                bitching 'cause i like funky socks,  and feel that socks deserve liberty.
   


-October 14, 2003- this is just soooo cool. it takes a minute to realize just how many people are involved in this neat little
                                human trick :)  it's just all with the uber neat.


-October 11, 2003- Go here to read a news article on the trial about the crack addicted mother charged with murder of her
                                unborn child. The article outlines a lot of details i hadn't heard in the cbc story, such as the fact that
                                there was skepticism as to whether or not her addiction could even cause the death of the baby.
                                Apparently this has been a hugely controversial story in the states.
                           

                               - I was watching the New VI's speakers corner today, with vague hope of seeing mare singing the
                                  snitzel song. and I was surprised at the number of homeless people i recognize from around the
                                  downtown core asking for better treatment from the people who walk by, respect and a lack of
                                  judgment, and hope that there would be better programs for these people who've fallen between
                                  the cracks of society, all too often for reasons beyond their control. It all really makes me feel so
                                  lazy. i figure it's time for me to do something really good. I've been so depressed about this world,
                                  people die for reasons they have no control over. I realize the harm caused to so many living things
                                  just to remain in this pathetic, comfortable lifestyle,  and what will i have to show for it?
                                   All i see is the world falling apart and growing worse every year. it's time to try and make a change.
                               

-October 9, 2003- I just heard about a woman in the states who became pregnant while dealing with a severe crack
                                addiction. Programs for helping this are difficult to get into in the states, and the addiction resulted
                                in a still born birth. She was charged with second degree murder by state, state supreme, and finally
                                the supreme court of the U.S.. This is more than just the foolish move of one judge. This results in
                                huge repercussions of legal precedent. Are women who drink and smoke during pregnancy going to
                                be charged with knowingly harming their unborn children? What about women who have abortions?
                                This would never happen in Canada, as we don't *yet* recognize the  baby as a person under the law
                                until it is born. I know in the states right now John Ashrcroft (a conservative with a messiah complex)
                                is the attorney general, a man who believes abortion and homosexuality are sins against god and
                                should never be treated as civil rights. You  may also know him as the man behind the PATRIOT act,
                                the biggest move to roll back civil rights in several decades under the guise of fighting terrorism. This
                                is the way towards a more oppressive and hateful world.  But hey, with friends like this, who needs
                                an oppressive islamic government? I haven't found any online news for more info on this poor woman
                                and her would be crack addicted baby, but you can read more about Ashcroft at Rotten.com


-October 8, 2003- Okay, my new song recommendation is the gin and juice cover by leftover salmon. Somehow the
                              combination of rap and country creates some sort of super evil that must some how be evil enough for
                                me to enjoy. Or, at least get a kick out of. Then again, i do have that appreciation for novelty... like
                                that punk cover of the  fraggle rock theme.

-October 6, 2003- Once again I use my page as a no effort mass fwd and instruct you all to go and take this quiz.
                                Particularly if you are  a fan of the great and wonderful Jhonen Vasquez. It lets you determine
                                which character from his vast assortment of works you'd be. I got jhonen himself, which of course
                                must mean I AM the great creator. Either that or i like to mumble about assholes under my breath
                                all the time.

                            - It's fire prevention week, so my mother decided to replace the 15 year old smoke alarms in the house.
                               I agree with the idea, but in practice the new smoke detector has been setting itself up, and i think I'd
                                rather Die in the fire than deal with this. In order to set up the obnoxious little thing has to beep every
                                40 to 60 seconds for 7 to 15 minutes and then finally stop. It's kind of like having hiccups. You think
                                it's over, then it happens again and is very jarring to the system. Anyway, it went through it's cycle
                                and rather than shutting up (like it's supposed to), it just decided to go off. We shut it off and it's
                                starting it's cycle again. I hate these newfangled devices that are supposed to be improvements. yay
                                "progress." Kay, bitching time is over.

                              - In my renewed attempt at procrastinating over homework (in addition to devoting all my time to my
                                website) i've been enjoying commercials with the volume off. I think there's something very postmodern
                                about it. we let the nasty things be the background noise of our lives, but just watching them without
                                sound makes you realize that most of the imagery isn't there to impress (unless it involves  half-dressed
                                women- or naked subliminal women- spooky). it's all about the jingles and catch phrases and repetitive
                                sounds. Huxley wrote about this in brave new world. Repeat the phrase again and again, especially to
                                an impressionable mind, and it will stick with them for the rest of their lives. all i can say is, cheeze wiz
                                adds personality.


-October 2, 2003- juan ... robyn's incredible account of how events went down in halifax during the storm. Again, another
                            well written work. good introspection and what not. The fire's and looting are probably the scariest parts.

-October 1, 2003- So, if you've been paying attention to the weather channel (as so many of you lifeless losers have been,
                             i'm sure) you've probably heard about the hurricane that covered nova scotia (no literally the storm
                            covered the whole province into new brunswick O.o) So, i'm really grateful that my sister, her family,
                            and their new house are all still good, and none of their roofs got blown off. But, that's not the case for
                            all over halifax. check out these pics
to be unoriginal and quote robyn, not my idea of a good blow job
                            (oh god that hurts). i'm particularly impressed by the trees that uproot through pavement. I am *so* glad
                            i didn't have to suffer through that storm!

-September 30, 2003- okay, robyn finally got me to cave and link to this site... hot action  worthwhile because i find the
                                    quotes oddly fitting. For example, a website is like a partner, the longer you've had it the more
                                    you feel you can ignore it. Or my most recent favorite:
"What is a crush but the withered corpse of a
                                                lost opportunity. Don't get crushes. Get action."
Crude, sleazy and overall well written.

                                  - Erg, so if i'm gonna do this, i may as well do the whole thing,  from my brother's recommendations...
                                    ill will press (in association with the ever wonderful and evil newgrounds), and all the joy that is
                                    germaine (devi like goth girl) and foamy, her pet squirrel. The site's too popular for it's bandwidth,
                                    so  if the pages aren't loading you'll have to try again later. ...hmmm, i guess if i'm citing newgrounds,
                                    i should also pass along a recommendation of the twisted, violent, "adult viewing only" joy of
                                    retarded animal  babies (by Dave).... even if it is a rip off of happy tree friends.

-September 25, 2003- bebo ergo sum...
                           
                                   -
According to snopes.com, the following is not actually accredited to any professor, but it works
                                        none the less.

                                       > Aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it deosn't mttaer in waht oredr the ltteers in
                                       >
a wrod are, the olny iprmoetnt tihng is taht the frist and lsat ltteer be at the rghit pclae. The rset 
                                       >
can be a total mses and you can sitll raed it wouthit porbelm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid
                                       >
deos not  raed ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe.


-September 24, 2003- I realize that I'm writing this page for all of those people i know will never read it. I'm writing to the
                                        people who matter most to me, but don't understand. Those who i never speak to, and those who                                             will never care.  I'd say you know who you are, but you don't. And if by chance you happen to
                                        read this and think that it's you, you're wrong of course, because those that it's intended for
                                        will never read it.... It sounds stupid,  fatalistic, self absorbed, depressed... but then again, that's
                                        where i am.


-September 17, 2003- Back to school and all, no time to write, too busy reading plato, but i hope you, my adoring fans,
                                    appreciate my renewed attempts to keep this almost dead site alive. New pages, new pictures,
                                    just imagine *lol*
                                
                                    -I got my hands on the new sandman issue today. It is *so* droooooling good! my top
                                        recommended recent graphic novel release. but then again, my opinion is biased...

                                    -I find myself reading anne rice again, after all these years. It isn't as good as it was. Desire
                                      always fades

       

-August 19, 2003- The new Jane's Addiction album is worth it, for those of you who are interested. Go out and see
                                Winged Migration (it'll change your outlook on life) and Ben Afleck did not actually cheat on
                                Jennifer Lopez. I spread the gospel truth, all you need is love, give peace a chance, and never stir
                                fry in the nude.

                                - Yet again, there has been another rash of break ups in my circle of friends. It's like these things
                                    come in cycles <shudder at thought>. This is of course not helped at all by the fact that both of
                                    my sister's gave birth in the same week. I'm scared, I'm sooo scared. I need a new social
                                    surrounding, something to do I think i may cave and try to revive the goth community in this city.
                                    I need a cause and toastmasters isn't enough to occupy my time!


                         
                        
    - The more I write this, the more I realize I don't reeeeally have anything of value to say. I think i may
                                just give up all this pop culture hooie, and move to africa to feed the starving, or some such. 

                       

-August 11, 2003- I've been lacking anything to do, so I figured it was time to fix up the ole web site. Kinda sad
                            really, the whole having nothing to do. Well, it's not entirely true. I've been spending too much
                            time out drinking, plus I DO have a job (unfortunately). I dunno. Life always seems to have its
                            ups and downs. It's difficult to take both, but what choice do we have.


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