At least it's cooler tonight...perhaps I'll be able to sleep
Is it just me or is Jack FM playing exceptionally good music this afternoon? Yes it is my favorite station, but they seem to be on quite the roll today. For a while there they went a little too classic rock. I like classic rock just fine, but if I want to listen to it, I'll switch over to Q107. At any rate, they seem to have gone back to what I liked at first about them. Just check out their playlist from 4:30 ish to around 7:00. Great stuff!
This is a great story I'm reading in yesterday's Toronto Sun (today). Instead of just sitting on a corner, this fellow is doing something really wonderful. I hope he inspires other people with his fine idea. Hell, he should run for mayor. He's doing far more to clean up Toronto and at a much better rate than current waste of space, fat boy David Miller. Under him the city just keeps getting filthier and more dangerous. Thankfully I don't live there, only go to school there. Speaking of which, I just picked my courses for my last year of University. Rather frightening. My mum asked me what I'm going to do after I'm done and do I have any clue? God, I'm regretting this English degree. I needed one more course (it didn't matter what) to fill up my schedule, really just for a credit. I'm taking MUS 230 or "The Music of the 1960s". This should give you all an idea of how useless my degree will be.
Hot Russian Girl is so hot. I worked today at the cigar store (my one day a week) and dang. We also always have stuff to talk about. Plus she just broke up with her live in dude and (sadly for her) had to move back home. Do I have any shot at all? I'm going to leave it there.
My weekend was okay, I suppose. It was my weekend off, which means I sadly have to work this Saturday and Sunday. Bummer. Anyways, I did end up attending this work party hosted by one of the girls who works there. Her parents have quite the nice place, I must say. And even though cute girl from Paint Department didn't show up, this one is quite the looker, plus she has a British accent (a big bonus). On the downside, she's working elsewhere for the summer. This means that I'll be gone when she comes back and I'll never see her again. That and the fact that she's good looking and couldn't care less about me.
Again, the party was alright. I didn't end up wallowing in my own misery and was on my best behaviour. However, I did kill the party. Another girl who attended was wearing one of the bikinis that does up with string at the back (a string bikini?) and it came undone after she did a cannonball. Now her top didn't come off or anything, but this was enough to cheese off said girl's boyfriend. It seems that I was in her vicinity at the time and therefor I must have undone her top. So a while after it actually happened, I happened to wander by (I was looking for my sandals) as he was talking about the incident to her. I heard a mention of "a blond Mike" and I asked "what about a blond Mike"? One thing led to another with him getting quite agitated, me not giving him a straight answer to any of his accusations (he didn't deserve any, plus I had fun messing with him) and this little 130 pounder eventually threatening take me "out front". I told him that I was quite comfortable where I was, but if he wanted to hit me, he was more than welcome to. Of course Junior didn't and left along with all of his drunk little punk friends. I was particularly proud of my "look, that second beer was too much for you kiddo, so you'd better calm down" line.
The party pretty much died after that (no surprise) and I felt bad, even though I really hadn't done anything wrong other than try and put some little bitches in their place. Dude's girlfriend (who is also pretty cute, I must say) was very upset and apologetic to me and despite my apologies, our hostess assured me I hadn't done wrong. Even though it seems like I won, I of course lose at the end. She will forgive the asshole (who obviously has anger problems) and I will continue to go home and watch porno on TMN. This is why I hate my life.
No news on the car front. I'm still driving the Volvo and praying that the brakes don't give out while I'm on the road. I'm cautiously optimistic that so long as I don't take her too far, she'll be okay for at least the next little while. The noises have been there for a while after all. Still not making any progress on the hunt. I'm possibly thinking about leasing a new Ford Focus. I really don't know, all I've done is look at ads in the paper. I'd really rather not go for something that pricey (i.e. anything new), but the whole prospect of looking around, researching this stuff, arranging financing is all so overwhelming to me. Plus if I was paying $230 a month to insure a 1989 Volvo (basic liability only!) how much will I be looking at for something better? Did I mention I hate my life? Yes, I think I might have, once or twice in the past.
This is a great story I'm reading in yesterday's Toronto Sun (today). Instead of just sitting on a corner, this fellow is doing something really wonderful. I hope he inspires other people with his fine idea. Hell, he should run for mayor. He's doing far more to clean up Toronto and at a much better rate than current waste of space, fat boy David Miller. Under him the city just keeps getting filthier and more dangerous. Thankfully I don't live there, only go to school there. Speaking of which, I just picked my courses for my last year of University. Rather frightening. My mum asked me what I'm going to do after I'm done and do I have any clue? God, I'm regretting this English degree. I needed one more course (it didn't matter what) to fill up my schedule, really just for a credit. I'm taking MUS 230 or "The Music of the 1960s". This should give you all an idea of how useless my degree will be.
Hot Russian Girl is so hot. I worked today at the cigar store (my one day a week) and dang. We also always have stuff to talk about. Plus she just broke up with her live in dude and (sadly for her) had to move back home. Do I have any shot at all? I'm going to leave it there.
My weekend was okay, I suppose. It was my weekend off, which means I sadly have to work this Saturday and Sunday. Bummer. Anyways, I did end up attending this work party hosted by one of the girls who works there. Her parents have quite the nice place, I must say. And even though cute girl from Paint Department didn't show up, this one is quite the looker, plus she has a British accent (a big bonus). On the downside, she's working elsewhere for the summer. This means that I'll be gone when she comes back and I'll never see her again. That and the fact that she's good looking and couldn't care less about me.
Again, the party was alright. I didn't end up wallowing in my own misery and was on my best behaviour. However, I did kill the party. Another girl who attended was wearing one of the bikinis that does up with string at the back (a string bikini?) and it came undone after she did a cannonball. Now her top didn't come off or anything, but this was enough to cheese off said girl's boyfriend. It seems that I was in her vicinity at the time and therefor I must have undone her top. So a while after it actually happened, I happened to wander by (I was looking for my sandals) as he was talking about the incident to her. I heard a mention of "a blond Mike" and I asked "what about a blond Mike"? One thing led to another with him getting quite agitated, me not giving him a straight answer to any of his accusations (he didn't deserve any, plus I had fun messing with him) and this little 130 pounder eventually threatening take me "out front". I told him that I was quite comfortable where I was, but if he wanted to hit me, he was more than welcome to. Of course Junior didn't and left along with all of his drunk little punk friends. I was particularly proud of my "look, that second beer was too much for you kiddo, so you'd better calm down" line.
The party pretty much died after that (no surprise) and I felt bad, even though I really hadn't done anything wrong other than try and put some little bitches in their place. Dude's girlfriend (who is also pretty cute, I must say) was very upset and apologetic to me and despite my apologies, our hostess assured me I hadn't done wrong. Even though it seems like I won, I of course lose at the end. She will forgive the asshole (who obviously has anger problems) and I will continue to go home and watch porno on TMN. This is why I hate my life.
No news on the car front. I'm still driving the Volvo and praying that the brakes don't give out while I'm on the road. I'm cautiously optimistic that so long as I don't take her too far, she'll be okay for at least the next little while. The noises have been there for a while after all. Still not making any progress on the hunt. I'm possibly thinking about leasing a new Ford Focus. I really don't know, all I've done is look at ads in the paper. I'd really rather not go for something that pricey (i.e. anything new), but the whole prospect of looking around, researching this stuff, arranging financing is all so overwhelming to me. Plus if I was paying $230 a month to insure a 1989 Volvo (basic liability only!) how much will I be looking at for something better? Did I mention I hate my life? Yes, I think I might have, once or twice in the past.
posted by King Hippo at 10:14 PM
8 Comments:
That story in the Sun was inspiring. Thanks for posting it.
Yes, very inspirational. I would totally throw that guy a loonie if I came across him.
That party story is hilarious! Don't feel bad, it was obviously not your fault. Those things do have a way of coming undone on their own at the most inopportune moments...
I can't believe your insurance is so high! I mean, you're over 25 and its a 1989 car! I only pay $180 a month on my 2002... Did you commit a hit and run or something?
you should have kicked that motherfucker in the chest. while difficult, I'm sure that kicking a guy in the chest would be so satisfying.
oh, and I can't make it to tweed balzer after all. turns out I agreed to do something with ena. but have a good time.
-beer
Glad you guys liked the 'Litter Guy' story. I think it's pretty great too.
And my insurance is so high because two years ago I had two speeding tickets (both only 10 over) and a 'failure to provide insurance' (I had the wrong slip in my wallet). So for three years after that (another year), I'm considered a 'high risk' or some horse shit like that. Mandatory auto insurance is just another example of what's wrong with this country. And remember, this is only basic liability I'm paying. Think about how much collision would be...
And while I sort of did want to kick the guy's ass, I didn't want to be the jerk who totally killed the party. No one at work would have talked to me then and I probably would have had to quit. Besides, I point blank challenged him to hit me and pussy boy backed off.
Finally I'm a little sad about Tweed Blazer. I'm not going to go by myself, on account of the car I don't trust for long drives. Also the fact that last time it literally almost killed me.
when you are dont school come to japan.
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My mom suggested the very same thing. Weird.
Haha, I'm laughing at the visual of you kicking someone's ass... Not that I don't think you could do it, just that it would be amusing for me to watch. Until it became disturbing.
I have a lot of pent up anger, so it might not be pretty.
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