golfin fridays

so today for golfin fridays we had robby, gord, mikejoe and myself go out and hit some balls around. compared to last week, we kinda stepped it up a bit. only one mulligan per hole, and thats it. i ended up mulliganing 2 drives that i made and shooting a 44 on a par 34, pretty sick, robby uped his score by one from the past week, mikejoe uped his by 2 and g-rock uped his by 4 i believe, so we all basically killed it, and eh yo leblanc had to work like a sucker. near the end of the day we came across this lady that one time gave me and my little brother beeens a hard time. so me and beeens were shooting some golf balls down the lanes, and we came to the third hole, and just as we were getting to our first shot balls, a ball lands right over our heads. we look back to see this old coot standing on the tee. no four, no waiting, no nothing. -what the fuck- i yell, -you coulda killed my brother you idiot, if you wanted to play through all you had to do was ask-. she didnt say anything, just headed for her ball, and since i was closer i decided to go towards it. once she saw me doing this she says to me -touch that ball and ill knock you out with my club- but she was old, and i was pretty angry so i didnt care. i stood over top of the ball - this one?- and than she said to me -dont you fuckin touch that ball-. i had never heard an old lady swear before, kind of afraid i picked up her ball -this ball you mean?- put that ball down or ill- she was getting pretty close at this point, -you want your ball?, go get it-, and i chucked it into the forest right next to us, she continued to walk past us, giving me and beeeens a death stare the entire time, clearly afraid that we were as big as peices of shit as her and were going to hit balls while she was infront of us. but were not.
but yeah good golf day today, and i owe it to arnold palmer and his beautiful iced tea lemonade mix. sooo good, and stuff, and it gives you lots of energy. and stuff.
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training starts

so yesterday i started a long path towards training to run in a marathon, the underwear affair. i know i know what your thinking 'but mr.loose, dont you get enough training when your running from the cops?' the answer is yes due to me being such a rebel without a cause but marathon running and those short burst runnings from the cops are totally different, apparently you have to train your legs to be able to run for longer lenths of time, instead of just faster than the boys in blue. i just had a visual of the oj simpson chase but with a runner in the lead and 5 or so cops running behind him telling him to stop running, this would be at the end of a long run from the cops, no? anywho this reminds me of a time i couldn't get away from the cops, no amount of running would have helped either. the night started out pretty well, we were skating at the buisiness depot(best spot hands down)and drinking fortys of o.e. we got a little tired of skating so we decided to go into the old abandoned house behind and drink in there. we goofed around, scarred each other it was me, cole, colin, and natalie. than me and colin figured we should go get some more drinks when we ran out. so we left the abandoned house, cole leaving behind an almost full forty. and we headed to the grey goat. as soon as we got there natalie said she didnt want to stay out anymore so her and cole took off. me and colin were still wanting to drink, i mean we each still had one more forty in our backpacks, but we knew we were gonna want more after. we head up the long stairs to the bar, all the lights are off, its closed. so we think for a few minutes and figure out a different bar that might be open. neither of us had watches so we had no idea what time it was. so we head to young street towards a place called rickys. on the way we figure we should chug our fortys of o.e. but we dont want to get busted, and it was starting to rain so we didnt want to get wet. we come across a billboard truck used for advertising. the doors were unlocked so we took it as a sign. hopped in and made ourselves comfortable, and started drinking the 40s. while we were in there we saw licence plates and a bottle of penzoil. i grabbed the licence plates due to my friend steph loving weird random things, and i thought she might like these plates. and colin grabbed the penzoil because he knew we would wanna light stuff on fire later. so we finished the drinks headed to rickys and surprise surprise it was closed. well we were pretty drunk and had that penzoil so we figured we would go get a lighter to light it on fire. we went into a macs milk put the penzoil down on the counter and said'do you sell matches' no he said, and get out of my store. so we did. we knew where there was a different macs milk and we figured we would change the approach on how to get matches. on the way we came across a construction yard and looked for keys in every vehicle, luckly we didnt find any, because that woulda been bad. so after that off we went. we got to the other macs milk and only one of us went in, not holding the penzoil was the other thing we did. the guy gladly gave us matches, and when we asked about heating up food in his microwaves that we were going to buy from dominion, he said of course. so as soon as colin came out with the matches, right outside of the macs we decided to try and light the penzoil on fire after spraying it on the ground. penzoil does not light on fire i guess, cause it didnt. but there was a stack of newspapers right beside us, and since we already wanted to see the blaze of a fire, up those newspapers went in a burning flame, that we sat around and watched for a few minutes. we grew tired of it and headed into the dominion to get some food. now for some reason we took i'd say about 20 minutes to find a good enough meal to heat up, and just as we found them an officer was heading our way right in the frozen food section. 'what are you boys doin' were just gonna get these meals and eat them we said'nope, your comin with me' so we did. we were in the crusers for 1 and a half hours. in seperate crusers. colins cop was gonna let us go, but mine, due to me asking a million stupid questions, one being is this going to ruin my chances of becoming a police officer, mine wanted to make sure we got fully punished. we were charged with arson, and theft under 3000. than we had to walk back to colins house, which took us 3 and a half hours at least, but we stopped at that abandoned house to get the remainder of coles 40 first. our records dissapeared after writting an essay on why we would never do that again, and 20 hours of comunity service. so you see running would not have helped in that situation, because the cops had guns, and guns run faster than any marathong runner.
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the summer of activities

so this summer is definatly the summer of activities, way too much fun. mtb mondays, followed by monday night bowling, backgammon boozedays, horshoe hursdays, and golfin fridays. weekends are left open to either work at the shop or sock-ca sa-eh-days.
mtb mondays consists on ballantyne, shoey, tugboat and myself, maybe more people someday. ive missed the last two times, but the first monday was sick, i was riding my little brothers bike from when he was in around grade 4 and its from canadian tire, i thought i might die but i didnt. There was however this one time that i did die ---flashback wavey thing--- so me and ben, in our prime years of our life, me 19, him 20, pretty much invincable at that time of our lives decided to ride a mountain bike hill. neither of us owned a mountain bike, we both had really old bmx bikes, with no brakes, i hadnt ridden a bike for about 4 years at that point. so we get to the hill and the entire thing is uphill, steep as fuck up hill, as in we shoulda had mountain bikes. now the whole way up me and ben are talking, "man this is gonna be soooo sweet, these hills are so steep as fuck up hill, imagine how fast were gonna be going on the way down", neither of us even thinking about the fact we didnt have breaks. so we get to the top, oh yeah, the entire path was sandy too, like dry and sandy hard sandy type of sandy. so we get to the top, catch our breath and than i lead the way. we were flying, oh yeah we had no saftey anything on either, not even helmets, so yeah we were flying, going so fast, slowing for corner turns dragging our feet, it was going pretty good for about the first minute or so, until right after going over the peak of a hill there was a complete 90 degree turn, if not more, well i tried to put on the breaks, but my feet did pretty much nothing in the way of slowing me down. i dont know if you know those massive sewar pipes, like the ones you can walk in standing straight up, so that is what i went flying off of. now what this sewar faced was a series of step like rock piles for water to gradually get into the creek down below. so i flew off this sewar, cleared the first drop landing on the second drop, so my initial drop was roughly 8-9 feet down. i landed on my bike straight due to the fact as soon as i rode off the sewar pipe i froze, so i landed straight on my bike, and the bike just stopped on the rocks, but due to the fall i bounced up. i flipped over the handle bars, but forgot to let go of the bike, fell down the next drop which was about 3 or so foot drop, landing flat on my back on a pile of rocks, with the bike following me and landing directly ontop of me due to not letting go. so im lying there in so much pain and all i hear "eric, are you alive" and all i could do was laugh, i just laughed while explaining the pain i was in to ben, and while i dragged my bike out of the creek. ben just jumped off his bike. i wish i had done that too. so that was one of the times i used up one of my 9 lives-----flashback wavey thing-----. so yeah mtb mondays, i'm definatly gonna go this up coming monday. monday night bowling is going very good, alot of people, there is even talk of setting up tournaments come the fall due to the amount of people. backgammon boozedays, taught tugboat how to play backgammon, and he loved it which is wicked because up until that night it was only me and dorff. oh man, so when i was teaching tugboat, he went up to the bar to get another drink, and this girl offered to buy him a drink. so he gets the drink, and after he gets it, this guy bumps into him and spilled some of wills drink and (tugboat and will are the same person) so the guy says, sorry i'll buy you another, so will gets another, he comes and gets me, yo these girls bought me a drink, come have one, so we go over there, stand there for about 10 seconds and were both like, lets get back to backgammon, so we do. just before we leave we get a bill for those 2 drinks, so shitty that cider drinks had to be paid for. anywho, backgammon boozedays is on its way to becoming a day, allong with horshoe hursdays, we still have to build the horshoe pit at mikejoes. now golfin fridays has had 2 runs, golf is golf but the highlights mikejoe got a chip in birdie, and leblanc holds the lowest score of 47 on a par 34. gord and robby had wicked games for not having played in so long as well. and there you have it, im sure more will be added but this is it for now,
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catch up time

sooooooooooo, were gonna catch up in as few words as possible, annnnd if you are going to read this i want you to take a deep breath and read it as fast as possible like jim carey in ace ventura, its the only way it can be read. here we go. wait how do you spell sucking in air?
fhuoououououououuouououohohohoououoohoooououohououohouou,
im back in keswick, skateboarding as much as i can, getting paid to bowl, golf, watch the office, bike and even getting paid to type this blog,ive started to run cause a marathon would be cool to run in, celebrated my god sons, my sister in laws, my sisters, coopers, dorfs, and adams birthdays,been chilling with the girls of the rad pad(just made that name up) on a weekendly basis,house containing steph,darcy,claire and toni, blind premere was sweet, zoo york premere was easily skipped, learning how to fly, have fallen off a roof, confesed my love for david duchovny, sweaty dance party with jones and coop, got my G1 for the 3rd time, got to see joe get drunk, went to a wakeboarding premere(i know), came across a john lennon and yoko in bed exhibit while so drunk with darcy(i wasnt sure if it was real or dream-24 hr exhibit, sounds like a dream)managed to burn my body, but my feet the worst, they looked like swolen ankles and soooo red, sleeping on a couch, planning on moving to toronto come september, setting up so many skateboards, ruined 2 pairs of pants in two back to back weekends, annnnnnd, hmmm oh yeah on a system for learning soooo many facts.
so there it is, oh yeah i hit 200 bowling too, finally. ever since i made the bowling pin i have been cursed due to me making up the rule that if you get 200 or over you get to write your name on the pin. i hit 200 and over three times before the pin, and hit a score of 199 three times after the pin. so stoked. so youre all caught up, well not fully, but enough me thinks, i'll elaberate on some of the stories that have to be told throughout the next few weeks during the not so exciting days.
now this time i will do my best to write every day, again, no promises, but i'll try.
loose

sorry, be back soon

hey, sorry, due to recent events my blog will be put on hold, so yeah, sorry for anyone who reads this sometimes. i'll still try to add new ones, but for the next month or so it will be pretty dry here on the ol'loose on the bruce blog,
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ear popping ass

alright alright, sooo ive been a little pre-occupied with this whole doritos commercial thingy, and i forgot to put up the link, but there are more production pics that will come up and a link tomorrow just in case you still wanna check it out. now what this story is about though is last sundays drive home. so most of the ride was wicked, talking listening to music, all that great stuff. than justin, yeah that guy im gonna get back eventually, so while hes driving he started to put the window down while were going 120 miles per hour. i dont know if you know, but this creates your ears to have to be popped. so he did this, and i popped my ears to get rid of that annoying feeling, and he continuously was rolling down the windows doing this. i dont know what satisfaction he got from it. so eventually i rolled down both windows in the back seat which reates this wompwompwompwomp sound, like a hellicopter but not so high pitched, lower. and i held the buttons to make sure he couldnt do them up, you know give him some of his own medacine. that is until he locked both the back windows so i had no control and he put them back up. pussyed out if you ask me,
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good day good day

so today was quite the good day, mikejoe managed to finish the editing for the doritos commercial this morning. It looks pretty sick, but i guess i have a bias towards it, seeing as i was part of making it. but still, pretty sick. I dont have any new production photos, but maybe i'll ask joe when he gets back from the blue tile hockey game. I went to upload the commercial, but the doritos website was recieving too many commercials, so i had to wait till after work. It was such a nice day me and charley decided to do a little skateboarding before work, best idea ever. we got a good hour of skating in before making our way to the work station. i fucked my board up though trying to do a wallride, i failed to see the edging on the wall and it took a giant bite out of my deck, i'll return the favour somehow. or not. annd yeah, now im just waiting on joe to get back so we can upload the video onto the site, i'll post the link as soon as i get it up and on the doritos website, laaaaaaaaaaterrrrrrrrrrrrr

lotsa planning and a ton of patience

so i got a jetta about 3 years ago, -beaver paneled it 2 years ago-and when i got it, it was at 104,000 kms, at the time amazing is what i thought, not even alot of kms, and such a sick car, still square before the lame bubbly jettas, anywho, so as i racked up the kilometers and got to around 110,000kms i noticed what was going to happen. i had realized the epicness of this car that i was going to witness. i was going to get to see the kilometers reach 123,456-only a matter of time. but than looking even more into it i realized due to the resetable kms, i was going to be able to have the car reach 123,456 and than on the resetable kms 7890. my mind was blown just thinking about it. so i went home that night and figured out exactly what my main kms had to be at for when to reset the resetable kms, and i was only going to get one chance at this because if i mess it up, theres no going back, as we all learned in ferris beulers day off, even reversing does not move back the kilometers. so i had it all set, all ready, knew exactly when i had to reset it, now i just had to wait and remember, probly the two hardest things for me to do. but i managed, reset the resetable at the right time. now i had one more wait, for it to all fall into place. i remember i was driving to my brothers house just before going out to skate, and as i was coming up to his house, i was just over 3kms to my cars destiny. so instead of parking, going in and possibly forgeting about it and ruining it all, i decided to drive around the subdivision. as soon as it got close when i was within 1km i was driving so slow, hit the perfect kilometers, stopped the car, i was even fully on the side of the road, but i didnt care, stopped the car, threw it in park, and i actually just sat there for at the very least 5 minutes, just in such aw that i had finally reached this goal of mine that i had waited so long for. so much antisipation and the day had finally come, i took about 20 shots, i wish i had a polaroid thinking about it now, but this was a time when i was in a broke... ahhh who am i kidding, im always in a broke state unless i just got paid. but anyway, i didnt even wanna drive away, i knew i had to, but i let that moment last for as long as i could, i drove away with a giant smile on my face, it was my most favorite art project ever at that point, and is still one of my favorite photos i have.
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doritos commercial weekend

so this weekend went basically how i figured it would, we got basically everything done, filming and what not, and me and mikejoe were editing right up until the very last minute. but still had 5-6 seconds left of the commercial to edit, not to mention adding in the music, sound effects and special effects, but joe is good for that stuff, so it will be submitted at the latest tomorrow which means doritos will upload it at the latest on tuesday giving us one day to get the votes in there. so i will be doing some mad emailing as soon as it is up making sure everyone i know, or i guess have an emial to, will be able to check it out and vote. it was alot of fun though, my sister adrienne ended up doing a wicked job of makin me look like a warewolf.

she was also the lighting person, assited by the fan in the living room, whilest mikejoe was the camera man.


i dont have any pictures of it, but leblanc and beeeeeens were also in the commercial doing their part. it worked out quite well. lots of good out takes and just a good ol time. it was a short visit, but im going back to toronto next weekend for an actual visit. so when joe gets his photos up, i'll put up some more production shots, and as soon as the link is good to go, it'll be up here. annnd to make up for the missed yesterday blog, i am going to finally tell a past story.
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friday the thirteeeeenth

second one this year, one more to go. so im heading back to toronto in about 20 somodd minutes, im very excited because i will definatly have the time to have this comercial for the doritos contest done and ready for sunday to be put up onto their website. i'll have some shots posted for tomorrows blog of the making of our comercial, and than sunday finished product will be up definatly. for today though pretty basic day, hopfully i can get some sleep on the way to toronto so we can do a bunch of filming tonight, fun fun.
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this is mikejoe and the camera that filmed the pountangpie video

not coinsidence, fate

sooo while im at work, thinking about my doritos comercial and how im gonna go about filming it, i dont even have editing equiptment. so i called my buddy justin, the guy who i owe some sort of a get back for waking me up, anyway, i call him up because im pretty sure he has editing equiptment. this is where fate kicked in, i knew with the idea i had it wasnt meant to be filmed on a digital picture cam, oh no. so when i call justin to see what hes doing, see if hed have time to edit it this weekend, shikidybam, hes going to toronto this weekend. now for those of you that know what this means, im glad you know and gimmie back my thoughts. those of you who dont know, this means i will have access to a wicked video camera, some kick ass editing equiptment and basically the means to make the comercial exactly how i can see it in my head due to the capabilitys of my good friend mikejoe. not to get my hopes up on justin going though, no no. but yeah, i cant wait to make this thing now, too sick.
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doritos contest and amongst other things

so yeah the doritos contest is a little bit different than i thought. you have to have a name, annnnnnd you have to make a video, i thought you had to tell the idea of the video, but no no, you have to make a video, soooo im gonna have to take off my pussin boots, strap on my gnarly boots and put this idea to video. the only video camera i have here though is my digital picture cam, sooo this will be pretty low budget, but thats how its gotta be. annnnd for my ipod listening to the entire thing start to finish, im at 152 out of 3739 songs now, im gonna shoot for 100 songs a day, i'll get the listening done quicker thats for sure,
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mr.mcgarrys 25 cents

so i was walking through the kitchen and there i see mr.mcgarry getting change, well at first i thought he was getting chips from the vending machine, this threw me off, -mr.mcgarry- i said-you do realize you can get a better bag of any flovor chips you wanted from the macs milk which is 20 steps away. i got the mcgarry -give me a break- look, which he has down pat. i was then informed that he was getting change for the coffee machine, which the coffee only costs 25 cents. but due to the fact he didnt have to spend that 25 cents to get coffee, i couldnt help but reinform him of that little tid bit. -free coffee- he says, -free coffee, let me tell you about that, nothing is ever truley free- he was completly right, in one way or another we are paying for that coffee he told me, which was when i brought up taxes. he agreed imediatly and smiled that i was grasping what he was saying. those bastards, no offense to bastards, its just a good word to use when calling people.. well... bastards, anywho, those bastards, i said, they take our money and they fix roads, and buses, and all sorts of things i never use and i have to pay for it, your right mr.mcgarry i know i cant stop them from taking my money, but what i can do is get my moneys worth, so im gonna buy me a sludgehammer and start making my mark in the streets, than when they fix those holes with my tax money, i can sit there and say, well i did make that hole, so it makes sense. this is when mr.mcgarry turned up his lip, frowned his eyebrows and walked away. i think he was dissapointed.... dissapointed that i said it while he was thinking it. so in light of mr.mcgarrys words i say we all go out this weekend, buy a sludgehammer and get the satisfaction that our money isnt being burned away on things were not getting any enjoiment from.
go make your mark, or not, i probly wont, but i might, or maybe i'll just make one big fishing pothole and enjoi the rest of my weekend,
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eastern standard timezone

so today at work i decided to let my two bosses and co-workers know just exactly the fine peice of work material they have supervising their interviewers. i'll have you know though that i have had trouble with timezone, north west east and south, and wheather to say im travelling up or down to somewhere, a problem my entire life, it just never seems to settle in my head for some reason. when comercials would say you know, your favorite show will be on at this time central, and at this time eastern standard, i always had to ask my mom which we were. well today was a day it woulda been good for that knowlege to had sunk in by now. i was asked a question about timezone stuff, and i answered confidently, the answer suggesting that we are in the central timezone, which i thought to be true. my boss shawn standing behind me-you do realize we are eastern standard time dont you-.... i did not, and considering that this is part of my job, man i felt like an idiot saying i had no idea. here i am constantly using timezones and i didnt even know which one we are in, but you gotta learn something everyday so thats what i learned. so now if i ever have cable again, i'll know what time something i wanna watch will be on, and i wont have to call my mom to find out.
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apparently a good blog needs pictures

so i decided to throw my blog out into the wide world of facebook, see what happens. and if i actually want people to read this stuff, i guess i'll have to put pictures up and links to videos and what not, so this is the new day of my blog, from now on pictures or links or something for the eye, yeah. now this story, wait i'll tell ya about my productive day first, accompishment one-9 hours of work, 2-still had enough money to eat and 3-im on song number 72 out of 3749 on my ipod, im gonna listen to them all eventually so it will take a while before i get to choose a song or upload more onto it. i just wanna make sure i like all the songs on there before i decide to add more. now the story i wanna tell might or might not be true, this one i have no proof, just a gut feeling on it. now im not sure, but i have reason to believe that in the future i am a time traveling musician. that is correct, i have alot of songs i wanted to sing in the future, but just didnt speak to the ears of those holagram eating pansys, they couldnt handel what i had to say in song. so i traveled back to a time when anyone could be a musician. right now.
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5XTW2m5HwS4

my tank of a cell phone

so yeah this i forgot to write down earlier in the week, so my cell phone, which is now just a phonebook due to me not paying my bills ontime, i was sleeping on the couch and had my cell phone plugged into the wall. the phone was sitting on the table in the middle of the room, just before going to bed i accidentally kick the cord, knocking the cell phone off the table onto the floor from a height of at the most a foot. i pick it up and go to set the alarm and the screen is black, i thought broken, but under closer look, it was just the lcd screen, no light was on. now if this was the first time it had fallen i would have figured yeah thats about right, you drop your cell phone it will break. but the thing was is that this was not the first time, in fact the shitstorm that thing has been through, it pissed me off that this was the fall that killed it. i had worked as a picker packer, and when leaning forward one time, it fell out of my pocket onto the ground which was about 3 floors down, did it break, i thought so, from uptop i saw something fly away. it was the battery and i just put it back in and it worked perfectly fine, fabergasted it still worked, mind you it sounded like a tick tack holder anytime i shook it, but those loose things inside didnt effect anything. and besides that one big fall there have been countless times its been dropped, thrown, and kicked-trying to pick it up while running towards it after it falling out of my pocket- all of which these falls have been well over a foot, why the hell is this the fall that kills it, i got video games on there i like to play,
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dj snugglebots invoadture trip(invasion, road trip, and adventure all in one word)

sorry i have been lazy with the blogs, but i will rectify with 2 yes two stories tonight, maybe 3, who knows, that is the majic number. so the first story im gonna tell you is about friday/saturday dj snugglebots road trip thingy. so the two djs, dario and jeremy, put this little shin dig together where about 75 people took a bus from ottawa to north bay, three and a half hour drive, crammed into id say 15-20 hotel rooms, than made it over to the show, partied our asses off, than went back and raised hell at the hotel, pretty sick set up if i do say so myself. so yeah, i ended up going with my buddy from works girlfriend, charley couldnt come do to illness, major bummer, but yeah so me and alice, all sorts of funny comments and rumours to bother darren flew around all day, darren being alices boyfriend, anywho, bus ride was sick, the bus driver was cool with everyone drinking as long as the beer or whathaveyou didnt return from your stomach back into the bus. 3 and a half hour bus ride with only 6 tall cans, i had to pace myself, especially since the place we were going to has 2 dolla rye and coke/ginger. so we get on the bus and there were 2 familiar faces, adam and maggie, both pretty darn cool people, its always a treat to see adam, hes probly the nicest dude ever, and always makes a good time better. so yeah, the bus ride was pretty sick, drinkin, watching ferris bulers day off cranked so loud, and fun people. so when we got to the hotel me and alice luck out with getting a hotel all to ourselves, too sick, and right next to us were adam, bruce, dec-was his nickname, i never caught his full name- and aaron, he was friggin sick too, it was a wicked bunch to drink with. so we had about 2 hours before leaving for the show, so we played beer pong, than went swimming, i think it was the most dangerous swim ive ever taken part of. it started off harmless enough, diving when your not supposed to, belly flops that should knock you out, and flips back and front into the pool. than it quickly escalated, fisrt, sitting on a chair and leaning back to fall into the pool with the chair, than jumping off the chair, which the chair shot from under his feet and he almost didn't make it into the pool. than off the metal railings for getting out of the pool, agian slipping and almost missing getting into the pool. than when the table started to be climbed on security came in so we booked it out. leaving with an applause given by all the kids who spectaded this event. so we get back and george clooney is there, now not the real george clooney, but a look alike, but had a wife and kids, but he wanted to hang out with us. he was like 50 at least, and just wouldnt stop trying to chill with us, he was a creepy man for sure, funkin george cloony look alike. so yeah than we headed to the show, dec almost died when we were leaving, he went to slide down the hotel railing leading from the second floor to the first and from about half way lost ballance and flipped over the railing, but luckly landed on his feet. it was quite the thing to happen, and than not happen all at once. the show was great, dario and jeremy had some wicked tracks played, it was a great set, good choice of music, and some damn good mixin. i just chilled and watched, i wasnt feelin too good after puking at the hotel. so yeah went back to the hotel and passed right out, other rooms raised hell, but not me, too tired to. wake up call in the morning at 10 after 10, you have 15 minutes until check out, than when the phone hangs up all i hear is giggling like school girls from the room attached to mine, friggin bastards. so i went and joined them and listened to some more pranks, got two people to think they actually had to get out, it was too good, rushing people to pack when there was no need. oh yeah, i forgot to mention, dec also the night before was wallriding from bed to bed, broke one of the beds, which became a fiasco in the morning to cover up, and threw a chair into the wall, which was another elaberate attempt on covering up which aaron did amazingly, couldnt even really tell, i hope it works. so yeah, took the bus back saturday and at a ton of burger king when i got back, i was craving it all weekend, whoppers are so good.
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lazy lazy me

hey hey, sorry ive been lazy, pay day was earlier today, yeaaaaaaa, so im not broke now, pretty sick. shit i gotta go, but i will have a good blog for you saturday i swear, im heading off to a dj thingy tomorrow night, catching a bus into north bay, and staying in a hotel, like 50 other people, it'll be pretty sick for sure, but anywho, im out, i slept in today so i gotta make sure i dont do that tomorrow,
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9-5

i always forget how tired you get working 9-5 jobs until my schedule is like that again, but its more 730-430. not enough sleep makes for tired days, and since its 2 days to pay day ive been broke for 11 days my lunches are getting worse and worse, well tuna is good dont get me wrong, throw some chipotle spices in there, maybe some tomatoes, wrap it up, shazam, good eating, but today i forgot to make my lunch last night so it was a grab and go, yogert and granola for the better part of the day, at least the dinner i was waiting for all day was completly worth it. just sat around tonight, made fish, perogies and corn while watching juno, i had started it another day, but never finished it, its pretty good, pretty pretty pretty good. i think i'll have tuna tomorrow, or maybe egg salad, yeah, i have a few eggs left, ooohh, well i guess you wont find out till tomorrow what i have, very exciting, i swear there will be good stuff on the way. and as for justin, nothin so far, i know what im gonna do, but i left a creepy message on his phone basically telling him im gonna get him back, so right now he expects it, so maybe i'll make him tired for friday, i think that'll be best. i gotta get going though, i gotta enter my doritos name for that name the doritos contest, its a pretty good name, if i win ill tell you what it was, or if i lose too i guess, if i even remember. one more day of broke day work.

bunter

sorry, i bunted on going through with it, i didnt get to sleep until 2 annnnnnd i have to work from 730-430 today, maybe i'll get to sleep early tonight so that way i have more hours under my sleeping belt and can afford that hour its gonna take to do it,
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First Blog, doesnt the word blog make you think of poo?

well hello reader, this is the first blog i am going to do, and it might be the last, you never know, i am a lazy man. but yeah, just so you know what youre getting into here, it'll basically be a blog everyday about whatever it is i feel about blogging, i'll definatly tell you what i did that day, thats what ive decided for certain. im not gonna bother to use capitols, apostraphys or spell check, because that involves extra effort, which if i have to use extra effort, i will be less inclined to write something. i think im gonna throw in stories from the past, some mine, some others, some from the future, but nothing made up. call me on anything, and i'll try to find a way to prove it to you, somehow. but yeah thats what youre in for so i hope you enjoi.

sooooo lets start with march 1st, today. but lets go back to the morning of today. so i was relaxing, eating shawarma that my girlfriend so generously bought me as i am -5.73 in my bank account until pay day, yes i live pay check to pay check. anywho, relaxin, eating shawarma, getting ready to kill the end of a hangover day when the phone rings, 1230am, not a chance im answering it, i'll let the answering machine get it, and there on the phone was my buddy justin......10, 9, 8, 7 ,6 and so on happy new year, and continues to scream the notes of the starspangle banner, a recent party favor, or fun thing i like to do whenever ive been drinking. the message was super loud, and i unplugged the machine before he got to the end, because it was annoying me and rachel after unplugging the machine, we went on to watch the movie and that was basically it, or so i thought. apparently he called again later in the night around 4am, waking rachel up. so when i heard about that, i decided he is going to get it back, not the same way of course, 1- he has a cell phone, so it's impossible to get him back the same way, and 2-number one is the only reason i needed. so i am going to get him back tonight. he works a 9-5 job, which i do to, but to get someone back its worth losing some sleep over, so i will be blogging the returned favor when i return from giving it.