I have survived my first week of five in ol' craptown Yorkton. My SPEP is quite hardcore, but I like it! It's kinda fun to feel smart, and at the same time have people understand what your saying.... You never have to explain yourself, or your nerdy jokes that only pharmacy-geeks would find funny, goodtimes. However, having Bev Allen pimp out my mom's house was a disastrous mistake. I have never wanted to hurt someone more in my life... and I think Laura feels the same. Our strategy at the end of last week was the hide and don't talk method, in which we just hoped she wouldn't notice us. Not nice, I know, but I think I'm being alot nicer than I normally would be in this situation. Especially since I'm kindof a bitch.
Moving right along... I went out to the new bar here in Y-town called Razors. It can be described as a lame wannabe-McGuires, with a dance floor. The waitress was actually surprised when I ordered a pint! Can you believe it, a pub... and no one with a pint, that is slightly ridiculous. The other ridiculous part was that I was out with Melody and her friends. Let me tell you, if you want to have a bad time, that's the way to go. Being known as "Melody's sister with the tattoos" isn't the most fun I've ever had, and neither is having to speak at a grade 5 level in order to have people understand me. Yorkton just sucks the life you of me, it's like the plague! I should really up my meds before I come here, because it's always the same....
Now that emo-time is over, I won't bitch about Yorkton anymore... especially since I'm going back to Saskatoon next weekend, for the one and only... Lance's Birthday! Goodtimes to be had people!
p.s.
I think I bought a new car, more on this later.
I'm sure you care. really.
Sunday, February 18, 2007
Monday, February 12, 2007
Moving is balls.
The past weekend was balls. Uber balls. I finished my community rotation at the-evil-shoppers-drug-mart on Thursday, packed Thursday and Friday, finished packing while the movers were moving my crap on Saturday, packed the things I wanted to take to Yorkton on Saturday night, finished packing that stuff Sunday morning and headed to Yorkton Sunday afternoon.
Packing is balls.
Now I'm rotting away in Yorkton, hanging out with "Shannon" getting my 'pharmaceutical care' -on.
Packing is balls.
Now I'm rotting away in Yorkton, hanging out with "Shannon" getting my 'pharmaceutical care' -on.
Sunday, February 04, 2007
In A Month's Time
Well kids, It's almost been a full month.......... I bet you didn't even notice! I should change my slogan to "brendawg, the long lasting effect".... Wow, that really makes me sounds like a hooker from the yellow-pages advertising herpes. Anyways,
So I'm in my last week of rotation #1 of my internship phase... And that's basically it. I go to the evil-shoppers-drug-mart every day and toil and slave and council the masses, distributing my knowledge to all that seek it. I've done some kick-ass projects, such as the new Cox-2 Prexige! woo.hoo. yay.
No, no, it hasn't been all that bad, I've learned quite a bit. I even get coffee made for me, that's pretty damn nice
Anyways, since my month has been so unproductive, I would like those parties reading this blog to tell me about theirs. That's right asshole, you. You know I'm talking to you, write a damn comment! I mean, afterall, someone's got to write some interesting shit in this bitch, and it's sure as hell itsn't going to be me!
So I'm in my last week of rotation #1 of my internship phase... And that's basically it. I go to the evil-shoppers-drug-mart every day and toil and slave and council the masses, distributing my knowledge to all that seek it. I've done some kick-ass projects, such as the new Cox-2 Prexige! woo.hoo. yay.
No, no, it hasn't been all that bad, I've learned quite a bit. I even get coffee made for me, that's pretty damn nice
Anyways, since my month has been so unproductive, I would like those parties reading this blog to tell me about theirs. That's right asshole, you. You know I'm talking to you, write a damn comment! I mean, afterall, someone's got to write some interesting shit in this bitch, and it's sure as hell itsn't going to be me!
Tuesday, January 02, 2007
Goodbye and Good Riddance 2006
2006 is gone forever!! Damn, am I glad to see it go. New Years is definatly the only thing that makes Christmas holidays bearable. I spent Christmas in Yorkton, it was.... very... Yorkton-ey. Nuf said. I can't complain much though, it was a decent time, alot more sane than last year... I still hate the city though, it licks balls... although not quite as much as Canora licks balls. Canora is all sorts of a bad time... with all the staring people and weird "Beer-pong" games which is entirely unsanitary. (Picture drinking beer that has had a pingpong ball in it... an unwashed pingpong ball that all your gross friends had in thier hands and has fell all over the ground all evening... yuck). So, I thought that drinking alot would help, but it only made me drunk and still having a bad time... Which rarely happens. But, I digress.
New Years was a good time though, I did the "Yuk-yuks" comedy thing here in Saskatoon. It was pretty damn funny. I was also the sober driver, because I learned my lessen the night before... doubles all night is never a good idea. Especially at Holly's ("thee" place to be in Yorkton, apparently...) where all my sisters have worked at one point in time, so freepouring was.... ample. That was the first time I have ever vomited from drinking. It was in the morning and all water.... like I'm sure your not wanting to know, but you can't unread it now... sucker!
So that really leaves only the question of New Year Resolutions. Many people I've talked to have either had the same old "stop smoking, start exercising" ramble, or the "I'm not making any because they never last" rant. I have neither of those thought this year, I have made 2 Resolutions offically, and they may seem a bit odd, but that's just what I do.
#1 - start smoking
I know, I know... lung cancer, oral hygeine, your going to be a pharmacist, I've heard it all... but I don't care. I don't intend on "being a smoker" I intend on "smoking".... and there is a difference. Sometimes, I need to calm down or my head will implode, and that is when I intend on smoking, and I have, and it helps, even if it is only a mental thing, I'm kindof mental anyway, and I love commas, yea, anyway. So its not going to be a common occurance, but it will occur, just to warn you all. And it won't last long I'm sure, maybe about 4 months. 4 months and 18 days. That'll work.
#2 - Try to hate myself just a little bit less
I'm not a miracle worker, if I manage a little, it'll be a huge accomplishment. And yes, I do hate myself, alot in fact... that's just they way things go in my head... So if your not in my head, you can't judge me.... well technically you could, but it would be because your a douche-bag. That's right, douche-bag, go judge yourself first... after all your the douche-bag, not me...
In other news, I spent 7 fucking hours driving today, and a total of 18 hours driving to and from Yorkton over the past 5 days... And on one of my many trips, I almost got hit by a buffalo! A motherfucking buffalo! Where the hell is a motherfucking buffalo doing roaming around the highway in Saskatchewan, in December, at night? I've never heard of that before. It was quite the experiance .... my sister Mel was swerving all over the road like a drunken hillbilly... and all I could see was a wall of thick brown fur as tall as the SUV. I definatly knew it wasn't a deer.... but a motherfucking buffalo?! Damn.
fucking buffalo.
New Years was a good time though, I did the "Yuk-yuks" comedy thing here in Saskatoon. It was pretty damn funny. I was also the sober driver, because I learned my lessen the night before... doubles all night is never a good idea. Especially at Holly's ("thee" place to be in Yorkton, apparently...) where all my sisters have worked at one point in time, so freepouring was.... ample. That was the first time I have ever vomited from drinking. It was in the morning and all water.... like I'm sure your not wanting to know, but you can't unread it now... sucker!
So that really leaves only the question of New Year Resolutions. Many people I've talked to have either had the same old "stop smoking, start exercising" ramble, or the "I'm not making any because they never last" rant. I have neither of those thought this year, I have made 2 Resolutions offically, and they may seem a bit odd, but that's just what I do.
#1 - start smoking
I know, I know... lung cancer, oral hygeine, your going to be a pharmacist, I've heard it all... but I don't care. I don't intend on "being a smoker" I intend on "smoking".... and there is a difference. Sometimes, I need to calm down or my head will implode, and that is when I intend on smoking, and I have, and it helps, even if it is only a mental thing, I'm kindof mental anyway, and I love commas, yea, anyway. So its not going to be a common occurance, but it will occur, just to warn you all. And it won't last long I'm sure, maybe about 4 months. 4 months and 18 days. That'll work.
#2 - Try to hate myself just a little bit less
I'm not a miracle worker, if I manage a little, it'll be a huge accomplishment. And yes, I do hate myself, alot in fact... that's just they way things go in my head... So if your not in my head, you can't judge me.... well technically you could, but it would be because your a douche-bag. That's right, douche-bag, go judge yourself first... after all your the douche-bag, not me...
In other news, I spent 7 fucking hours driving today, and a total of 18 hours driving to and from Yorkton over the past 5 days... And on one of my many trips, I almost got hit by a buffalo! A motherfucking buffalo! Where the hell is a motherfucking buffalo doing roaming around the highway in Saskatchewan, in December, at night? I've never heard of that before. It was quite the experiance .... my sister Mel was swerving all over the road like a drunken hillbilly... and all I could see was a wall of thick brown fur as tall as the SUV. I definatly knew it wasn't a deer.... but a motherfucking buffalo?! Damn.
fucking buffalo.
Wednesday, December 13, 2006
Who Else.....
So Rachel and I have quite the amusing story from last night. It all started when I was done writing Therapeutics and was like, FUCK, I need to go tell Rachel.... she'll be happy for me. So....I went to Tantrix to visit for a while, see how all my "peeps" were doing and such.... and Rachel and I decided that we definatly were going for coffee later on that evening because we hadn't for about 2 weeks. which is a very, very long time in coffee-years.
Rachel picks me up at about 11pm that evening, and we go to Starbucks and get some lattes' and we drive around talking and drinking our coffee, like we do..... (For those who know what all that entails this story is even more hilarious... but I guess just Rachel and I know.... so it's even more funny for us....)
So we are on the corner of 33rd turning onto Idlewyld, and the light doesn't change for about 4 times in a row!! ... but the city bus beside us was getting pretty ancy after about 3 minutes of no green light, so they moved up and eventually the light changed.... But for about 2 minutes of us just sitting there, there was a cop car behind us.
The light turns green and we turn onto Idlewyld and sure enough, the cop car lights up, and we are pulled over. So Hot Cop #1 saunters up to the car, and is all "License and Registration" and Rachel kinds mutters something incoherant, so the cop says "Do you have your license and Registration, Rachel?" HAHAHAHAHA...... Yeah, she definatly didn't, because she doesn't have a license, because in her young and stupid days it was taken away.... and this is the 2nd or 3rd time that she has been caught driving while suspended.
So Rachel goes with the cop, and I wait and wait, and check the time.... 12:03am. So we must have been pulled over around 10 to 12. So I wait and wait, and almost fall asleep.... thinking... is this really taking that long.. or is it just me?
So a whole LONG ASS TIME later Rachel comes back to the car, "You need to get out, they are towing the car" So we gather up some of Rachel's car-crap and I get out, and the tow truck starts doing his thing...... and I am standing on the road, with Rachel.... and I figure, well, I guess I'll call Mel to come pick me up. And then the tow truck drives away, Rachel and I ajorn to the sidewalk, and the cute cops ask us if we have a ride, which we do, and then tell us to go wait at the Esso, because its not that safe for us to be waiting outside, and they make their departure as well.
So there is Rachel and I, standing on the sidewalk, with no vehicle... and I all I can do is quote Boondock Saints and say "I can't beleive that just FUCKING happened!" hahahahaha
(For those of you who don't know, Boondock Saints is a movie, my most favorite movie of all time, and you should watch it, it is amazing) So we walk to the Esso, and have a nice conversation with the girl working there, still trying to wrap our heads around what just occured, and I guess the cops weren't turning, until about 2 minutes of sitting behind us at the light that wouldn't change.... then they turned on the signal light. The Esso girl was watching the whole time and totally called us getting pulled over.
Then Melody showed up, with Jess in tow... sleeping in the backseat. We drove Rachel home while we recounted the details of the night and then dropped Rachel off... at 12:49. So by the time I got home it was 1:07..... which was a long ass night. Apparently the story of what happened was worth waking Mel and Jess up and making then come pick us up, which was good.... she wasn't mad.
Who else does this shit happen to? Really? It was just the oddest fucking night ever, and also since Rachel and I were having coffee and driving, it makes the story so much more hilarious.
Goodtimes.
Rachel picks me up at about 11pm that evening, and we go to Starbucks and get some lattes' and we drive around talking and drinking our coffee, like we do..... (For those who know what all that entails this story is even more hilarious... but I guess just Rachel and I know.... so it's even more funny for us....)
So we are on the corner of 33rd turning onto Idlewyld, and the light doesn't change for about 4 times in a row!! ... but the city bus beside us was getting pretty ancy after about 3 minutes of no green light, so they moved up and eventually the light changed.... But for about 2 minutes of us just sitting there, there was a cop car behind us.
The light turns green and we turn onto Idlewyld and sure enough, the cop car lights up, and we are pulled over. So Hot Cop #1 saunters up to the car, and is all "License and Registration" and Rachel kinds mutters something incoherant, so the cop says "Do you have your license and Registration, Rachel?" HAHAHAHAHA...... Yeah, she definatly didn't, because she doesn't have a license, because in her young and stupid days it was taken away.... and this is the 2nd or 3rd time that she has been caught driving while suspended.
So Rachel goes with the cop, and I wait and wait, and check the time.... 12:03am. So we must have been pulled over around 10 to 12. So I wait and wait, and almost fall asleep.... thinking... is this really taking that long.. or is it just me?
So a whole LONG ASS TIME later Rachel comes back to the car, "You need to get out, they are towing the car" So we gather up some of Rachel's car-crap and I get out, and the tow truck starts doing his thing...... and I am standing on the road, with Rachel.... and I figure, well, I guess I'll call Mel to come pick me up. And then the tow truck drives away, Rachel and I ajorn to the sidewalk, and the cute cops ask us if we have a ride, which we do, and then tell us to go wait at the Esso, because its not that safe for us to be waiting outside, and they make their departure as well.
So there is Rachel and I, standing on the sidewalk, with no vehicle... and I all I can do is quote Boondock Saints and say "I can't beleive that just FUCKING happened!" hahahahaha
(For those of you who don't know, Boondock Saints is a movie, my most favorite movie of all time, and you should watch it, it is amazing) So we walk to the Esso, and have a nice conversation with the girl working there, still trying to wrap our heads around what just occured, and I guess the cops weren't turning, until about 2 minutes of sitting behind us at the light that wouldn't change.... then they turned on the signal light. The Esso girl was watching the whole time and totally called us getting pulled over.
Then Melody showed up, with Jess in tow... sleeping in the backseat. We drove Rachel home while we recounted the details of the night and then dropped Rachel off... at 12:49. So by the time I got home it was 1:07..... which was a long ass night. Apparently the story of what happened was worth waking Mel and Jess up and making then come pick us up, which was good.... she wasn't mad.
Who else does this shit happen to? Really? It was just the oddest fucking night ever, and also since Rachel and I were having coffee and driving, it makes the story so much more hilarious.
Goodtimes.
Tuesday, November 28, 2006
Dear Michelle
Yes Michelle, indeed I do not hate you. We are "BFF's", I mean, who else would laugh with me... repeatedly saying BFF at an ever increasing rate? ....BFF, Bff, Bff, Bfff, ....that is hilarity at it's finest!
Also, this brush thing, I think you may have to get the hairbrush out for finals.... I got the fear early. But I'm sure our last minute study sessions will overcome all odds, as they have done so many times in the past.
On a side note, I love DNA headbands. Also, I love the fact that Michelle was the only one to notice that the headband did infact, have a representation of DNA on it. Nerdbag.
Your a ho-baggin good time!
Also, this brush thing, I think you may have to get the hairbrush out for finals.... I got the fear early. But I'm sure our last minute study sessions will overcome all odds, as they have done so many times in the past.
On a side note, I love DNA headbands. Also, I love the fact that Michelle was the only one to notice that the headband did infact, have a representation of DNA on it. Nerdbag.
Your a ho-baggin good time!
Sunday, November 26, 2006
Ask me why I hate you
So its getting close to the end of the year... and we are all getting closer to the end of our ropes. Or at least I am, not that I was that far off to begin with.. HA! The cure for the end of semester blues? I bought more CD's!!!! Three to be exact, although I really only wanted one of them, the others looked fun.
The one I actually was looking for was the new Alexisonfire album "Crisis". I can't get enough of screamo with Dallas Green vocals in the background. That's just a good time. Although, I've mainly just listened to one song repeatedly... and I still can't get it out of my head. So if your looking for a good one, I think it's called "This city could be anywhere" or something to that effect... I'm too lazy to actually check.
Then I bought the new Justin Timberlake album. I shit you not! I really did! He was on Ellen, and for some reason I was watching Ellen.... but Melody and I decided that it would be a good addition to our household. And apparently I'm the one with the music and she just borrows them, so I get to buy Justin Timberlake CD's and tell the guy at the counter that I don't need a gift receipt. Niiiiiiicccccceeeeeeeeee.
And lastly and least.... I bought Gnarls Barkley as an afterthought. To be clear, I think the exact afterthought was "Hey, I think I liked one song on this album one time......" Maybe I do actually have some strange sort of CD-OCD, because I seem to buy CDs in three's, even ones I don't really care for... oh well... at least I have a bitchin collection (minus the last 2 albums listed).
In other events, there is one week and one day of class left, and I really don't want to go. I really don't. Don't get me wrong, everyone at school is really cool, I'm just tired of being there and seeing the same people everyday for the past 3 and 1/2 years. No offense, I'm kindof a bitch.
Infact, I probably shouldn't have gone out on Friday, but you all can blame Stubor for any rude, bitchy and inappropriate things I may have said or done. I didn't want to go, but he conned me into it, and apparently I'm easily led astray...
I beleive my departing words of the evening were, "I hate everyone and I want to go home". Nice eh? Santa definatly isn't coming to my house this year. He can choke on his cookies as far as I'm concerned.
The one I actually was looking for was the new Alexisonfire album "Crisis". I can't get enough of screamo with Dallas Green vocals in the background. That's just a good time. Although, I've mainly just listened to one song repeatedly... and I still can't get it out of my head. So if your looking for a good one, I think it's called "This city could be anywhere" or something to that effect... I'm too lazy to actually check.
Then I bought the new Justin Timberlake album. I shit you not! I really did! He was on Ellen, and for some reason I was watching Ellen.... but Melody and I decided that it would be a good addition to our household. And apparently I'm the one with the music and she just borrows them, so I get to buy Justin Timberlake CD's and tell the guy at the counter that I don't need a gift receipt. Niiiiiiicccccceeeeeeeeee.
And lastly and least.... I bought Gnarls Barkley as an afterthought. To be clear, I think the exact afterthought was "Hey, I think I liked one song on this album one time......" Maybe I do actually have some strange sort of CD-OCD, because I seem to buy CDs in three's, even ones I don't really care for... oh well... at least I have a bitchin collection (minus the last 2 albums listed).
In other events, there is one week and one day of class left, and I really don't want to go. I really don't. Don't get me wrong, everyone at school is really cool, I'm just tired of being there and seeing the same people everyday for the past 3 and 1/2 years. No offense, I'm kindof a bitch.
Infact, I probably shouldn't have gone out on Friday, but you all can blame Stubor for any rude, bitchy and inappropriate things I may have said or done. I didn't want to go, but he conned me into it, and apparently I'm easily led astray...
I beleive my departing words of the evening were, "I hate everyone and I want to go home". Nice eh? Santa definatly isn't coming to my house this year. He can choke on his cookies as far as I'm concerned.
Wednesday, November 15, 2006
CD-OCD: Part 1
Ok, I admit it.... I am slightly addicted to buying CD's. And not just the ones I want either, ones I hear about in passing, or hear one song of that was slighly amusing, or perhaps even if it's just shiny. Earlier in the week I bought a few CD and have since had a chance to listen to them. So now I will impart my thoughts regarding aformentioned CDs and tell you what you NEED to listen to.
1) Angels and Airways: I never thought I would like this band, but they are good shit. Really, they really are good! The only thing is.... its so damn rhythmic that you kinda look like a dork rockin' out to your tunes in the computer lab. But hey, at least you're having a good time right? And by you... I mean me.... goodtimes, goodtimes....
-----Must Listen To: "Do It For Me Now"
-------Also good: "Distraction", "A Little's Enough"
2) My Chemical Romance: You know that first single that I just can't stand.... luckily it is the worst song on the album! Infact, all the rest of the songs are good, I like to skip over the slower ones, they are a bit dull, but there are a few fucking deadly tracks on the album that warrents my impulsive purchasing decisions.
-----Must Listen To: "Mama", "The Sharpest Lives"
-------Pretty Badass also: "Famous Last Words", "Teenagers"
3) Dashboard Confessional MTV Unplugged: This album made me angry, it doesn't even get its cover picture put up because it doesn't deserve it. LAME. If I wanted to hear a bunch of whiny kids sing the songs instead of the band I would go see "pseudo-emo eleventeen year old bitches" play instead of Dashboard Confessional. And the CD was actually that bad, I'm not just being mean... not that I'm not not-mean, know what I mean?
Listen to: something else
1) Angels and Airways: I never thought I would like this band, but they are good shit. Really, they really are good! The only thing is.... its so damn rhythmic that you kinda look like a dork rockin' out to your tunes in the computer lab. But hey, at least you're having a good time right? And by you... I mean me.... goodtimes, goodtimes....-----Must Listen To: "Do It For Me Now"
-------Also good: "Distraction", "A Little's Enough"
2) My Chemical Romance: You know that first single that I just can't stand.... luckily it is the worst song on the album! Infact, all the rest of the songs are good, I like to skip over the slower ones, they are a bit dull, but there are a few fucking deadly tracks on the album that warrents my impulsive purchasing decisions.-----Must Listen To: "Mama", "The Sharpest Lives"
-------Pretty Badass also: "Famous Last Words", "Teenagers"
3) Dashboard Confessional MTV Unplugged: This album made me angry, it doesn't even get its cover picture put up because it doesn't deserve it. LAME. If I wanted to hear a bunch of whiny kids sing the songs instead of the band I would go see "pseudo-emo eleventeen year old bitches" play instead of Dashboard Confessional. And the CD was actually that bad, I'm not just being mean... not that I'm not not-mean, know what I mean?
Listen to: something else
Friday, November 10, 2006
Wednesday, November 08, 2006
Shopping Adventures
So Rachel and I went shopping the other day, and aside from all the stares we got from people, I managed to find some pretty cool shit. The HMV people were quite helpful, and a little psychotic with the smiley-greeting thing. Since I buy every CD I want immediately I decided to get a few I normally wouldn't buy anyway just for shits and giggles. So I got the new My Chemical Romance.... even though I can't stand the new single... I figured the first CD was good enough to warrent buying the second. And the Angels and Airwaves CD, which I never thought I would like, but Tom without the other guys is pretty damn good. Abeit, alot mellower than I am used to but still very good. Also, I want to marry Travis Barker.... only if my first marriage to Lukas Rossi doesn't work out. Lastly I got the Dashboard confessional Unplugged MTV CD and have yet to listen to it.
Then I bought some books. The lady at Coles looked a little.... what's the word I'm looking for.....scared shitless. But not from me, mostly Rachel. I, on the other hand, am a well adjusted young individual. So I bought the new Post Secret book. (Mike, you still have my other one...) And Kurt Cobain's Journals. I said I wouldn't read the Journals out of principle. But priniples can change right? And from what I've read so far, I'm far more fucked in the head than he is. Although it's only been the first 30 pages.... Maybe once the herion addiction kicks in full time it'll be more creative.
Then I bought some books. The lady at Coles looked a little.... what's the word I'm looking for.....scared shitless. But not from me, mostly Rachel. I, on the other hand, am a well adjusted young individual. So I bought the new Post Secret book. (Mike, you still have my other one...) And Kurt Cobain's Journals. I said I wouldn't read the Journals out of principle. But priniples can change right? And from what I've read so far, I'm far more fucked in the head than he is. Although it's only been the first 30 pages.... Maybe once the herion addiction kicks in full time it'll be more creative.
Sunday, November 05, 2006
Such and So but Nothing Really...
So things have been pretty damn boring lately, which just happens to be the way I like it! Go me! yay, Nerd-bag!..... Anyways, the oldest of the brood is up from Winnipeg right now, so that's fun... she even managed a night out with the Pharmacy kids. I can barely handle a night out with them, those kids are crazy! But, she seemed to have a good time so that's dandy... even though she didn't actually get to meet the people that I would have wanted her to meet the most, but I guess there are a few days left for that (hint, hint, Mack and Stuber... drinks or coffee sometime before Wednesday?)
And there is another ass-raping coming up... or shall I say, Therapeutics exam. Although I did ok on the last one, at least I'm doing better than I think I am. I think the library and I will have to start becoming friends pretty soon... I really just fucking hate those cubicles though.
Rachel's got some amusing stories that I can't recount, but if anyone sees her maybe you should ask about it. Seriously, fucking hilarious. At least one of us is interesting. Goodtimes, goodtimes.
Wow, that was really, really not interesting at all. So I figured I would do a Google-images search of my name, perhaps to add a hilarious picture... but alas, I am so boring there was nothing found matching my query.
But, there are two people who do make a good query, say hello to Michelle Mack and Mike Stuber!
<<<------------Michelle
Mike----------------->>>
Aren't they a good looking group?
Now that is a good way to procrastinate! What does your google name-twin look like?
And there is another ass-raping coming up... or shall I say, Therapeutics exam. Although I did ok on the last one, at least I'm doing better than I think I am. I think the library and I will have to start becoming friends pretty soon... I really just fucking hate those cubicles though.
Rachel's got some amusing stories that I can't recount, but if anyone sees her maybe you should ask about it. Seriously, fucking hilarious. At least one of us is interesting. Goodtimes, goodtimes.
Wow, that was really, really not interesting at all. So I figured I would do a Google-images search of my name, perhaps to add a hilarious picture... but alas, I am so boring there was nothing found matching my query.
But, there are two people who do make a good query, say hello to Michelle Mack and Mike Stuber!
<<<------------MichelleMike----------------->>>
Aren't they a good looking group?
Now that is a good way to procrastinate! What does your google name-twin look like?
Friday, October 27, 2006
jack-o-badassery!!
Today Jessica and I carved pumpkins after school. We make an awesome team... our jack-o-lanterns are badass.
This is Jessica's: She goes for the "classic" look this year...
This is Jessica's: She goes for the "classic" look this year...
This is mine, I went for the "what the fuck" theme this year...
Other than that, I plan on nerd-bagging a whole hell of alot this weekend... although I must say I've done a rather tragic job thus far.
Sunday, October 22, 2006
Pharmacy Pubcrawl Hilarities
As it turns out, I ended up going on the pubcrawl, which I solely credit to Kim, because Kim is not sketchy. Stuber also had a hand in making me go because he apparently was going to kick my ass if I didn't. (thanks for that, buddy)
Anyways, as always the Pharmacy crew is full of fucking drama! I haven't had a night so filled with weird ass stories of goings on in a long time. (I hope that made as much sense as it did in my head). Anyways, it was a good night from what I remember, lots of drama, dancing, drinking, etc etc. I wrote a few choice things on people's shirts... one that went over quite well was the "Kiss me, I'm Jewish" slogan.
I won't actually recant any of the stories of the night because I like to keep incriminating evidence to myself. The one peice of advice I can say is, don't leave your cell phone out. Sorry to those who got some crude text messages from my phone, it wasn't actually me.... I think Richels took the brunt of it. (thanks for taking one for the team Lindsay! haha).
Other than that, I was a pretty hurtin' unit the next day, and then finally made it back to my own house to sleep off my hangover all afternoon. Don't get me wrong though, the night was definatly worth it.
Anyways, as always the Pharmacy crew is full of fucking drama! I haven't had a night so filled with weird ass stories of goings on in a long time. (I hope that made as much sense as it did in my head). Anyways, it was a good night from what I remember, lots of drama, dancing, drinking, etc etc. I wrote a few choice things on people's shirts... one that went over quite well was the "Kiss me, I'm Jewish" slogan.
I won't actually recant any of the stories of the night because I like to keep incriminating evidence to myself. The one peice of advice I can say is, don't leave your cell phone out. Sorry to those who got some crude text messages from my phone, it wasn't actually me.... I think Richels took the brunt of it. (thanks for taking one for the team Lindsay! haha).
Other than that, I was a pretty hurtin' unit the next day, and then finally made it back to my own house to sleep off my hangover all afternoon. Don't get me wrong though, the night was definatly worth it.
Friday, October 20, 2006
I HATE GREG!
So tonight Rachel and I were having coffee and driving around the city, like we do, and discussed a mutual aquaintance, Greg. As it turns out, we both fucking hate Greg. It's like, no matter what you do, or how well you do it, Greg is right there to fuck it all up and fuck you over. Greg is like that older sibling that just liked to fuck with you for no other reason than for their own amusement. Greg just fucking sucks. I don't even want to go out anymore because I know Greg will be there to screw me over, but then I guess even if I stay home Greg will find a way to be a huge douche-bag there too.
I'll write more about Greg later, you know, keep the kids in suspense and such. You'll soon all come to understand the story behind Greg, and why I wish he would just get crushed by an overpass. So, until I reveal some much needed explanations, just say it with me...
"I HATE GREG"
(p.s.: fucking Greg, fucking asshole, just fucking with shit)
I'll write more about Greg later, you know, keep the kids in suspense and such. You'll soon all come to understand the story behind Greg, and why I wish he would just get crushed by an overpass. So, until I reveal some much needed explanations, just say it with me...
"I HATE GREG"
(p.s.: fucking Greg, fucking asshole, just fucking with shit)
Thursday, October 19, 2006
Irritable Cunt Day..... no not a yeast infection
Today was one of those days where you would swear that I didn't take my medication in the morning or something... Although in my defense, people are fucking retards. So needless to say, I just wasn't my normal chipper self today (ha!)
On another note, I was thinking I wanted a mohawk... I even found some scissors, but then decided against it and had a nap instead. I like mohawks, especially fauxhawks... they seem more stylish.
All in all, today sucked ass because I was awake.
Tomorrow is the Pharmacy and Nutrition Pubcrawl. I have a shirt and might go, but I also might just sleep. It really is a toss up. I hate bars, and then I usually end up drunk so I can stand them, and well, we all knows where that ends up. Or maybe just I do, and you don't need to...
bLAH, Blah, I need coffee.
bitches.
On another note, I was thinking I wanted a mohawk... I even found some scissors, but then decided against it and had a nap instead. I like mohawks, especially fauxhawks... they seem more stylish.
All in all, today sucked ass because I was awake.
Tomorrow is the Pharmacy and Nutrition Pubcrawl. I have a shirt and might go, but I also might just sleep. It really is a toss up. I hate bars, and then I usually end up drunk so I can stand them, and well, we all knows where that ends up. Or maybe just I do, and you don't need to...
bLAH, Blah, I need coffee.
bitches.
Also, I made an ugly picture on MS Paint.
Tuesday, October 17, 2006
Zombie Pubcrawl Hilarities.
As promised, I have stories of the Zombie Pubcrawl. Most of which start off with "Rachel was really fucking drunk and...". You see, Rachel and I devised a system in which one of us is shit-faced and the other is less-so in order to take care of the first. And since this was Rachel's pubcrawl, Rachel was shit-faced. In fact, after I had cut her off, she continued to drink and drink, and do shots...
Here are some highlights of the night:
- The Pat playing Thriller, and the "zombie-dance" reinactment.
- The Scuz playing "Let the bodies Hit the floor" and everyone else looking scared
- Rachel's drunken rantings
- Missing the bus back to Ryly's due to Scuz-hoodlams trying to jump Ran-G.
- Rachel negotiating a sock selling in the bathroom bar
- The crazy tattoo artist from Edmonton who just kept popping up
- Every second person we met having had a tattoo by Rachel, and they weren't even on the pubcrawl
- Darryl kicking ass, and the other guy getting in trouble
So, to display this evening properly, I made a nifty collage!
Here are some highlights of the night:
- The Pat playing Thriller, and the "zombie-dance" reinactment.
- The Scuz playing "Let the bodies Hit the floor" and everyone else looking scared
- Rachel's drunken rantings
- Missing the bus back to Ryly's due to Scuz-hoodlams trying to jump Ran-G.
- Rachel negotiating a sock selling in the bathroom bar
- The crazy tattoo artist from Edmonton who just kept popping up
- Every second person we met having had a tattoo by Rachel, and they weren't even on the pubcrawl
- Darryl kicking ass, and the other guy getting in trouble
So, to display this evening properly, I made a nifty collage!
The best story of all comes at the end of the evening when Rachel had obviously too much to drink at that point, and apparently nothing to eat all day... Which she then promptly threw-up in the middle of Ryly's, and then passed out! So I took Rachel, wrapped her around a toilet, tried to find Amanda who had already left, and then called Melody to pick us up and the grand ol' hour of 12:30am.
So we put Rachel to bed, in the basement, because she was too drunk to go home, and left her with a puke bucket and a Dora doll. We thought Dora would be comforting.
The End.
Friday, October 13, 2006
ugh.....
Pubcrawl tonight people, and apparently I'm the only sucker going. Bitches.
I should really be studying for Therapeutics, but I'm just such a damn good friend. (Please see I'm awesome for more details.)
Tales of the amusing hilarities will follow I'm sure, and pictures of course.... incriminating evidence is always funny.
ahhhhhhh yeah.
I should really be studying for Therapeutics, but I'm just such a damn good friend. (Please see I'm awesome for more details.)
Tales of the amusing hilarities will follow I'm sure, and pictures of course.... incriminating evidence is always funny.
ahhhhhhh yeah.
Thursday, October 12, 2006
Therapeutics = The Devil
Not much new around here these days, I live a simple yet malcontented life of coffee, school, coffee, study, sleep, repeat. Yes, the dreaded Therapeutics midterm is approaching at a rapid rate, and I've caught "the fear". Which is probably a good thing, I think I study better with the fear. Without the fear I find studying seems a mundane endeavor.
Also, everyone should come on the Zombie-pubcrawl. Pull your nose out of your books for one night, a part of a night even, and have something to show for your weekend. You can nerd it up good before AND after, think about it..... it is do-able... unlike that creepy motherfucker on Stuber's blog.
Sincerely,
"Nerd-bag"
Also, everyone should come on the Zombie-pubcrawl. Pull your nose out of your books for one night, a part of a night even, and have something to show for your weekend. You can nerd it up good before AND after, think about it..... it is do-able... unlike that creepy motherfucker on Stuber's blog.
Sincerely,
"Nerd-bag"
Sunday, October 08, 2006
Oct. 13th - Zombie Pubcrawl!
Friday, October 13th: ZombieBomb Productions presents:
Year of the Zombie Pubcrawl!!!!!!
That's right kiddies! Come and party with the Tantrix Crew. It is going to be a gong show, and I will be smack-dab in the middle of it. Rewinding slightly, the story is Rachel and I thought up an idea of having a pubcrawl, then Rachel actually makes the shit work! She's crazy. And of course it wouldn't be Rachel's Pubcrawl without Zombies. Don't ask. If you know Rachel you'd be like "oh yeah, it wouldn't be the same without zombies".
So the deal is, it's actually free. Rachel, in true tattoo artist fashion is footing the bill for this bitch, t-shirts included. What more can you ask for? A free motherfucking pubcrawl surrounded by some of the craziest tattooed freaks you've ever seen! And let me tell you, when the Tantrix crew goes out on the town, we go ALL out..... it'll be a gong show, a glorious, glorious, gong show.
So if you want to witness this catastrophe first hand, you can get tickets from me or Rachel, and if you don't know who we are, what the hell are you reading this for?
Year of the Zombie Pubcrawl!!!!!!
That's right kiddies! Come and party with the Tantrix Crew. It is going to be a gong show, and I will be smack-dab in the middle of it. Rewinding slightly, the story is Rachel and I thought up an idea of having a pubcrawl, then Rachel actually makes the shit work! She's crazy. And of course it wouldn't be Rachel's Pubcrawl without Zombies. Don't ask. If you know Rachel you'd be like "oh yeah, it wouldn't be the same without zombies".
So the deal is, it's actually free. Rachel, in true tattoo artist fashion is footing the bill for this bitch, t-shirts included. What more can you ask for? A free motherfucking pubcrawl surrounded by some of the craziest tattooed freaks you've ever seen! And let me tell you, when the Tantrix crew goes out on the town, we go ALL out..... it'll be a gong show, a glorious, glorious, gong show.
So if you want to witness this catastrophe first hand, you can get tickets from me or Rachel, and if you don't know who we are, what the hell are you reading this for?
Thursday, October 05, 2006
Slurpees... the new Chicken soup
I've been down and out for a few days now, the dreaded 4th year flu.... Cramming 80-some people into a tiny classroom for hours on end is not the best scenario to ensure proper air circulation, and as such, I get sick.
Instead of chicken soup though, I've generously received slurpees two days in a row now, one even with a Kinder egg. That's how you tell if your friends are just awesome, or all-stars.
Thanks guys, the sugar high made me feel alot better. As did the ballroom dance display :)
Instead of chicken soup though, I've generously received slurpees two days in a row now, one even with a Kinder egg. That's how you tell if your friends are just awesome, or all-stars.
Thanks guys, the sugar high made me feel alot better. As did the ballroom dance display :)
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