Saturday, December 31, 2011

Happy new year

I have been a bad blogger. Sorry. The holidays have kept me crazy. I have to say I am having the best holiday season. It's nice not to be the odd man out over the holidays. C has been fucking awesome with letting me drag him from event to event. He didn't do the family thing, but anything friends related was fair games, so my cousin, who is also friends with some of my friends got to meet him. In typical A form she said that she was starting to think C was imaginary. She then told him he was coming to her wwedding. He shook his head. "It's so cute you think you have a choice.". Yeah, welcome to my crazy family. He's been talking a lot about next christmas and what we should do. I love that he assumes we will still be us next Christmas. I moved half my stuff into his place. I don't know what to do with the rest when my parents sell the house. I've already been told that they won't have room.

Friday, December 23, 2011


Yes, I did it.  Post exam I met up with Jake.
My mom is friends with Jake's mom.  They met before we were born.  My mom was in University with Jake's father.  By that time they already had Jake's older sister Kayleigh, and my mom used to kick about with them.  Anyway she went to theirs and I took the ride, since they live out of town.  Got TOTALLY drunk.  Jake has a "life-sized" Frosty.  Brilliant thing is it dances and will move it's lips to whatever you say in the microphone. That we could get this thing to say whatever we wanted became quite the game the drinker we got. Anyway, after one day of promising to never do that again I'm feeling much better. Mom asked me to got shopping with her. Now my mother has no control on spending, so every Christmas she takes out the amount she is going to spend and leaves her purse at home. So our last stop is to the LCBO. Behind the counter is this guy about 25. Anyway, we have about 600 dollars worth of booze on the table ( because my family is Awesome like that) and the guy asks my mother for I.D. She laughed, but he was serious. "this is my son.". So he asks her to take off her sunglasses then laughs. My mother looked at him and said "I'm going to pretend it is the wisdom you see in my eyes and not the crows feet that convinced you.". Poor guy had no idea what to say to that.

Monday, December 19, 2011

The musical snob

C is a musical snob.  Totally.  He listens to old music (like 60s and 70s) and claims anything good was rooted to that time.  Half the shit he listens to I have never heard of them and he hunts down pretty obscure shit in Cheapies (local music store), hates on anything mainstream. You know the type yeah he's that guy. Lately he has been into music biographies, which usually drive me crazy, because it distracting as hell when something I like is on tv when I am trying to get in the study zone. Well on Saturday he is watching a documentary which was on a record producer, so I did not mind. In between documentaries is a few videos. A couole were pretty shit, but then a decent one Sheepdogs song came out that was pretty good and it starts. Music is turning into a copy of the 60s and 70s mainstream crap... I agreed wholeheartedly. Now considering I often tell him off for being a musical snob, and he knows me, so my turnabout was regarded with some distrust. "It has a very 60s CCR sound". Still eying me with distrust, yet knowing my absolute hatred for CCR he seemed to genuinely think I was agreeing with him. "1968". Straight faced, suspicion back. "second Tuesday in April" "you're such an ass hole.". I'm laughing at this time. "Around 2:30 in the afternoon" And a pillow hits the back of my head.

Saturday, December 10, 2011

Home for the holidays

My best friend is home for the holidays.  That would be so many flavours of awesome except for one little thing... well three little things.  Exams that is.  My last exam is done on the twenty-fucking-first.  That is soooo shitty.  Jake goes back on the 27th.  With Christmas, school, work, both our families I will be lucky if I get to see him at all.  Growing up sucks balls:(  He had to go and get a fucking job, what an ass hole.  If he didn't have a job he could hang out with me until after the new year.... well when I am not working that is.
What happened to the lazy prick who managed a solid 1.5 solid GPA with no job or relationship at all last year?  Sure, this year he goes and gets all responsible on me:S  Selfish prick.  I need at least one completely irresponsible and reckless friend, how else can I excuse me behaviour?

Thursday, December 8, 2011

Google bitch slapped me

I often laugh at the searches that led to my blog. But today apparently someone goggled "sad cunt" and there I was. It's official.

Monday, December 5, 2011

Dear auto-correct

As much as I appreciate your much needed help at times... Fuck and duck do not carry the same impact. "I wish this hunt would shut the duck up" I'm sure hunting ducks would shut them up... But it seemed a bit of and odd text to send in the middle of a boring class. Oh and I have not once, and never will use the word "fickers". Please stop using it in place of fuckers. Just to be on the safe side, if it's profanity, it's intended. Always.