Thursday, July 13, 2006
I just have to say that I love Annie Lennox for singing "I'm walking on broken glass" like she's really enjoying it. It makes the whole song just wonderful to listen to. So thank you, Annie Lennox, thank you.
Sunday, July 09, 2006
P.A.R.T.Y?Y?Y?
So I went to a party last night. This post will be all the stupid things that I can remember about it. So it may not make much sense.
August 3rd, 2011, at 4:20PM a Tsunami that will destroy the human race will appear and we will be surfing it along with whales, cows, octopus, and octagons.
We know what we're talking about.
We've known Duncan his whole life.
Duncan is good at blowing.
Duncan has saved everyone's lives.
Josh gets stuck in trees often.
Milk is a good way to put out a fire.
Give it air.
Dont give CPR to someone who is still breathing.
Courteney and Duncan go together.
Duncan is a Scottish, French, and Dutch name.
"That's not even, like, legal!" "It is in Amsterdam!"
"I'll f-ing kill you! Give me my Gatorade...*into gatorade bottle* 'Hello? Hi...no...I'll kill them all!' I'm talking to my contacts!"
We are all wonderful singers.
Traintracks are actually really fun to walk on.
James...or Jason...or James...walked from Nanaimo...It's a good thing we found him.
"Hey, why'd it go quiet?" "We sparked a joint!" "Ohhhhh."
Courteney deserves a hug for not drinking.
That seat was MEANT to be firewood.
Only YOU can prevent forest fires...unless you've all be drinking...then you're screwed.
Hitting people repeatedly may be wrong...but it sure is funny.
"I need a Prime Time!" "Go Away!" "I need a pop can!" "GO AWAY!"
Josh would make a really bad news reporter.
....yeah...there was alot more...but that's all I can remember right now...this is my way of making a record of it...
Party on Wayne. Party on Garth.
August 3rd, 2011, at 4:20PM a Tsunami that will destroy the human race will appear and we will be surfing it along with whales, cows, octopus, and octagons.
We know what we're talking about.
We've known Duncan his whole life.
Duncan is good at blowing.
Duncan has saved everyone's lives.
Josh gets stuck in trees often.
Milk is a good way to put out a fire.
Give it air.
Dont give CPR to someone who is still breathing.
Courteney and Duncan go together.
Duncan is a Scottish, French, and Dutch name.
"That's not even, like, legal!" "It is in Amsterdam!"
"I'll f-ing kill you! Give me my Gatorade...*into gatorade bottle* 'Hello? Hi...no...I'll kill them all!' I'm talking to my contacts!"
We are all wonderful singers.
Traintracks are actually really fun to walk on.
James...or Jason...or James...walked from Nanaimo...It's a good thing we found him.
"Hey, why'd it go quiet?" "We sparked a joint!" "Ohhhhh."
Courteney deserves a hug for not drinking.
That seat was MEANT to be firewood.
Only YOU can prevent forest fires...unless you've all be drinking...then you're screwed.
Hitting people repeatedly may be wrong...but it sure is funny.
"I need a Prime Time!" "Go Away!" "I need a pop can!" "GO AWAY!"
Josh would make a really bad news reporter.
....yeah...there was alot more...but that's all I can remember right now...this is my way of making a record of it...
Party on Wayne. Party on Garth.
Saturday, July 08, 2006
Thursday, July 06, 2006
Wednesday, July 05, 2006
Tuesday, July 04, 2006
Dreams DO Come True!
So about 2 years ago, Nick had a dream he was at my house.
At the time we weren't great friends, we hung out a lot but we didn't really know each other.
The thing about his dream was...he'd never been to my house.
So, we've started hanging out a lot lately and about a month ago he tells me about his dream.
From the way he described my house I was like "You've really never been there?"
So tonight he drives me home.
And he is compeltely shocked that it is the same house from his dream.
He had a dream about my house and he has never even been here.
I'm amazed. It made my night.
Nick, I love you man.
Oh, btw...some Old Dutch chip bags say "Flavour Guaranteed" on the front...umm hello? I obviously want the ones WITHOUT flavour!!!
At the time we weren't great friends, we hung out a lot but we didn't really know each other.
The thing about his dream was...he'd never been to my house.
So, we've started hanging out a lot lately and about a month ago he tells me about his dream.
From the way he described my house I was like "You've really never been there?"
So tonight he drives me home.
And he is compeltely shocked that it is the same house from his dream.
He had a dream about my house and he has never even been here.
I'm amazed. It made my night.
Nick, I love you man.
Oh, btw...some Old Dutch chip bags say "Flavour Guaranteed" on the front...umm hello? I obviously want the ones WITHOUT flavour!!!
Sunday, July 02, 2006
Six Inches of Bleeding Broken Death In Summer's Agony of Strife
So I have partied this week, and partied, and partied...it's been quite excellent actually.
I would so be a bass player in a band with the name Six Inches of Bleeding Broken Death In Summer's Agony of Strife...just for the pure stupidity of it.
Hello. Salut.
Yeah, goodbye.
I would so be a bass player in a band with the name Six Inches of Bleeding Broken Death In Summer's Agony of Strife...just for the pure stupidity of it.
Hello. Salut.
Yeah, goodbye.




