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17 September 2006 @ 06:55 pm
Okay I haven’t posted in a while. I have spent the last week painting the walls and moving furniture around. The bed room is almost finished. I keep finding that little problems keep popping up. Like the floor for one. It’s this old tile floor that my parents put down when they first moved in to the house and redid the basement. That was about 26 to 27 years ago. LONG TIME AGO. So it not the greatest flooring any more. And I don’t have money to replace it. And I have no money for rug. Actually I have no money period. The rug I have now wont work with my new closet. I finally have a better cloths closet instead of a wire shelf nailed to the wall, it's got doors and stuff. I’m moving up in the world.

*Insert cheesy theme song to ‘The Jefferson’s’ ‘I’m moving on up… to the east side…’*

or was that the West Side?

Ignoring the floor it not that much of a problem… I’m just nit picking.

I decided to do something interesting; I tried logging in to an old email address of mine. I got in, I didn’t think I would have had that right password, but I got in. I had 960 emails. I’m not kidding. And about 300 of those were from Astrologer.com or some junk. I don’t think I’ve been to this site EVER. Shiite…

And even scarier than that I went to my old Yahoo Club, discovered it’s no longer a ‘Club’ but a ‘Group’ that no has posted sine 2000 and yet we still have the same 62 members we had when we were up and running daily. WTF? Dose nobody quit there clubs, or dose everybody just abandon there email address. Is this a bizarre case of ‘Lets-see-who-crakes-and-posts-first’ syndrome. Or is everyone just that desperate enough to keep the faith alive. I'm tring not too dwel on this to hard.
Current Mood: confused62-members-confused-shock
05 September 2006 @ 12:10 pm
I'm currently updating my live Journal between wall drying sessions. Confused I'll explain. I am currently redoing my bedroom. I want to paint the walls. But I have wood panel walls so in order to paint them I have to fill in every crack panel line with stucco so I have a flat surface to paint. Otherwise when I paint the walls will look painted slates instead of a painted wall. Very tacky. But it's taking me forever to fill them. Especially since it was a shitty paneling job done to the walls to begin with. Hopefully I’ll be finished with the stucco job I’m starting to really hate the stuff. All this work and I haven’t even picked a colour yet to paint the walls. There are too many options, and the artist in me is getting picky. I'm stuck between painting it some shade of cream, or pale yellow of green or blue-purple or aahhh.....

In the mood to post poetry.

The Kitchen

No fresh food in the house
Not one grain of rice
There are plenty of cold hot dogs
And all they appear to have lice
There are three boxes old cereal
The are stale to the core
The freezer is empty
Can I endure anymore?
The pasta that sustained me
For most of my life
Is now a bare shelf
They say death can be nice
The veggies are rotten
They pile to the sky
And behind the behemoth
There’s an old pizza pie
There’s a piece of blue mold
That sprouting new life
It’s on top of my chicken
Well isn’t that nice
There’s a spot in the fridge
I swear it glows green
An old ancient relic
From the cold war it seems
The posts are all missing
And so are the plates
Along with the rack
That held spices in place
The stench in the kitchen
Could instigate war
And if I smell it too long
I’ll soon hit the floor
There aren’t enough cleaners
To clean up this mess
It’s like living survivor
With out all the press
There only one thing to do
It’s the thing I do best
That’s give up on cooking
And eat take out I guess.

Copy write to me 2006
Current Mood: contemplativepaint-chip-contemplative
Current Music: 1812 Overture
04 September 2006 @ 02:56 pm
I'm currently taking a break from plastering my room, and decided to up date my live journal. And no I’m not just updating because fanfiction.net is currently slow due to too much traffic. No seriously it NOT the reason I’m posting. Really...

I am so lame... ^_^;

Okay quiz time

If You Were Born in 2893...

Your Name Would Be: Hana Ayn

And You Would Be: The Future's Last Hope

You Have a Melancholic Temperament

Introspective and reflective, you think about everything and anything.
You are a soft-hearted daydreamer. You long for your ideal life.
You love silence and solitude. Everyday life is usually too chaotic for you.

Given enough time alone, it's easy for you to find inner peace.
You tend to be spiritual, having found your own meaning of life.
Wise and patient, you can help people through difficult times.

At your worst, you brood and sulk. Your negative thoughts can trap you.
You are reserved and withdrawn. This makes it hard to connect to others.
You tend to over think small things, making decisions difficult.
Current Mood: lethargiclethargic
Current Music: The House that Jack Built - Aretha Franklin
26 August 2006 @ 04:00 pm
Okay I need more sleep. Weird dream kept me up last night, really weird dreams. So weird in fact that I am beginning to doubt the credibility of it all. I know that sounds vague but so was the dream.

In the dream I’m traveling with Blurryeyes and we where going to the market place, which is like a combination of the Southampton Flee Market and the St Jacobs Market. When we get there all we do in it is go into this one part of the building that sells chocolates. Then we spend the rest of the dream gushing over the all the different chocolates, and looking for different truffles to buy. And the whole time this is going on I know that it’s a dream. But at the same time I know that it’s also real. I’m trying to remember the name of the place of where I am but I can’t remember it and bothers me greatly that I can’t remember it. I should know the name but I don’t.

I know it was only a dream and part of me believes that this dream isn’t really real, but at the same time another part of me is insisting that is a real place and I’ve been there before. I have weird memories of being there shopping with my parents no less. I can remember buying chocolates and eating them at home. And these are vivid memories, which bother me all the more. Because as far as I can tell this place I’m dreaming of really doesn’t exist. But I just can’t seem to convince myself that is doesn’t.

I even went as far as to ask my mom what she thought of it and if she could remember the name of this mysteries place. She has no idea of what I’m talking about. But this is nothing new; she generally has no idea of what I’m talking about so this is not really anything to go buy.

The hole situation sort of reminds me of the Pink Doll House with the fact that everything feels so familiar, so real even. But I know for a fact that I have never stepped in too the room with the Pink Doll House, I have just visited there in my dreams. That doesn’t seem to be the case here.

Oh well nice long post. Thought I realize I sound slightly psychotic I’m not really. I can tell the difference between reality and fantasy.

I’m just digging myself a deeper and deeper grave aren’t I?
Current Mood: contemplativeDoubting-my-memories-&-dreams
Current Music: Sky - SweetS
Okay I’m updating, No the world isn’t ending. I'm just getting up off my fat lazy ass and posting. I haven’t posted since My birthday in May. Gods I’m lazy. I've been using the line 'Too Troublesome' in my head every time I think about posting. I sound like Shikamaru from Naruto. Yeah i watch too much Anime.

Okay now on too today’s rant.

Oh Wow Blurryeyes, she is my GOD. She’s great, and then some with a cherry on top. There are simply not enough words in English language to express her Godliness. She's just all that and so much MORE. These are but a few humble words to describe just how wonderdull she is, and there not even the tip of the iceberg.

Blurryeyes us adorable, amazing, amiable, appealing, astonishing, attractive, awe-inspiring, awesome, beautiful, bravura, breathtaking, brilliant, caring, celebrated, charming, considerate, cool , cute, dazzling, delightful, eminent, engaging, extraordinary, extravagant, exquisite, fabulous, famous, fantastic, fine-looking, friendly, grand, glittering, glittery, glorious, good, good-looking, GOD, Goddess, gorgeous, gratifying, great, groovy, holy (yeah you better believe it she is GOD after all), impressive, handsome, incredible, kind, lovable, lovely, magnificent, marvelous, Mind-blowing, miraculous, momentous, noble, noteworthy, out of this world, perfect, picturesque, pleasing , pleasant, pretty, satisfying , scintillating, shimmering, shiny, simply the best, sparkling, spectacular, splendid, striking, stunning, superb, superlative, sweet, sweet-tempered, terrific, thoughtful unmatched, untouchable, a virtuoso, wonderful.

Hope your feel the appreciation. :)

And yes I used the thesaurus. I don’t even know what a couple of these mean. Oh well. I hope this made you day.

Now I’m off to find out what exactly scintillating means.
Current Location: my house, the basement.
Current Mood: amusedtrying-to-get-BROWNIE-POINTS!!
Current Music: Yuujou ~Kokoro ni BUSU niwa Nara nee!
27 May 2006 @ 11:45 am
Okay just a quick update.

Im finaly out of school, so hopefully I'll be a better buttercup and update more often. And today is my birthday. I'm officaly 26.

God i feel old...
Current Location: in the basement...
Current Mood: highA-happy-sad-day-it's-b-day!
Current Music: none.
03 May 2006 @ 09:01 am
It’s Wednesday, two more days until my exam, and three more days until I leave for the cottage. I’m looking forward to heading up to the cortege. I am not however looking forward to the lack of computer and internet while I am at the cottage. Two days and I’ll go into withdrawal. And there will be no T.V to distract me. The Satellite is not connected to the TV. I’ll have to survive by movies, and lots of anime.

My brother wants to buy my bike off of me. But he won’t until he gets his wife’s okay. My dad and me agree, he’s whipped. Either way if he gets her permission to buy the bike, the money from it will be going towards my handheld GPS.

For anyone who doesn’t know what a GPS is it stands for Global Positioning System. It used for hiking, camping and finding out where you are in the world. It will plot where your going, been, or where the hell you are when your lost. It works off a satellite system, which you don’t have to pay for. It’s just a fun little gizmo all around. Only problem is it’s damn expensive to own one. Five years ago if you wanted a decent one you have to pay over $1000.00 dollars Canadian. SHIT. The prices have dropped since then; the model I’m looking at is middle range with colour and is about $300.00. That’s about a seven hundred dollar difference in pricing. It’s still fairly expensive, but I’m hopping by the time I have enough money to buy one, the prices will have dropped again. I know it’s just something else to waste my money on.

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Current Mood: accomplishedBored-but-attentive
Current Music: The sothing sounds of Glenn on 66.6 GLENN AM,
02 May 2006 @ 08:35 am
It’s Tuesday. Okay so I survived Monday with out any problem, without any major problems that is. My mother seems to be on this health/Diet kick right now. She inspecting everything I eat and then lecturing me about it. I’m not eating enough of this, I’m eating too much of that. Not enough protein, not enough veggies, too much bread, not enough food. She points out the calories and the fat in everything I eat “Just so I would know” she says. I had a small glass of peach juice last night and she started complaining about the calories, and then went on about the sugar content and the fat content. Its organic peach juice, there is no fat in it, there are no sugars added. There are no additives, nada. It’s just peach juice. And still she frowned at me. My mom idea of helping me is to point out all the ‘bad things’ I eat, and assume that she’s being helpful. It’s not helpful. It’s just annoying. No one likes having all there so called faults pointed out to them daily. I want to smack her every time she goes off into calorie counting land. You’re not a dietician. This isn’t Dr. Bernstein’s, and I’m not your client.

Sigh, so that was my rant for this morning. I need to shop for an anniversary gift for parents later. Um… maybe I should pay attention to class.
Current Mood: aggravatedIrritated-@-mommy-need-Godiva
Current Music: The sothing sounds of Glenn on 66.6 GLENN AM,
01 May 2006 @ 08:59 am
First of HAPPY MAY DAY everyone. Yeah it’s May. I love May. Not because it’s my birthday month, but because in flowers. Yeah flowers…

Okay, so I’ve been up since 3:39 this morning and I sound like a lunatic. I’m sleep deprived and cranky. I forgot to do part of my homework last night, and ended up scrounging to finish it this morning. It rolling on nine o-clock now and the lack of sleep is starting to catch up with me. Especially since I didn’t go to sleep until 1:30am last night. Or should I say earlier this morning.

Over all I had a pretty good week end. We picked up the new van on Friday. I went to see my mothers show at the Living Arts Center with Jenn on Saturday, and spent Sunday afternoon shopping at the square. I ended up buying a book on Sodoku(sp) from Chapter. (Like I can ever go to Square and pass buy the bookstore without going inside.) I have the first two puzzles done and 247 more to do. Hopefully it will keep me occupied when I head up to the cottage next week. Which also means no updates next week. Case I’ll be at the cottage.
Current Mood: awakelack-of-coffee-sleep-deprived
Current Music: cound of the keyboard
28 April 2006 @ 11:23 am
This is how it works: Comment on this entry and I will give you a letter. Write ten words beginning with that letter in your journal, including an explanation what the word means to you and why, and then pass out letters to those who want to play along.

Precious_blue gave me a 'G', so here are 10 things starting with ‘G’

1. Gummy Bears – I love gummy bears, they’re cute and squishy and yummy. And everytime I bite the head off of one I get the urge to cackle in an evil voice. Mwhahahaha
2. Godiva – my all time favourite chocolate store, it always makes me smile. Now If they only sold cupcakes.
3. Gravitation – the imaginary force that holds you down, Ha! we all know it really magnets. Or an anime/manga about a bad tempered author and a ‘Bad Luck’ singer.
4. ‘Gay Boys’ – or rather ‘Pretty Gay Boys’ they just make me giggle, I can’t help it. I honestly don’t know why?
5. Gnomes and Gargoyles – a species of fairy belive it or not. And between the two I think I’d rather meet a gargoyle. Gnomes have too many nasty breeds attached to them that would want to eat me.
6. “Going Postal” and “G0od OmenS.” books written by Terry Pratchett, one of my all time favourite authors. If you like Fantasy and never read a ‘disc-world’ novel I suggest you do. “G0od OmenS.” Is just a good time.
7. Glasses - I’m bloody blind without them. There are essential for my well being.
8. Gingerbread - I go nuts at Christmastime for gingerbread. The smell, the tast, everything about it.
9. Google – yep the search engine, it helps me find all sorts of stuff.
10. Grandma – she tends to spoil me, which I don’t mind. J

There you have it, ten things starting with 'G'. Feel free to ask me for a letter.
Current Mood: amusedamused
Current Music: none, i'm in class