03/28/2004 - 04/04/2004
So. Perhaps you have heard about this mythical "par-tay" from Renny. Perhaps you heard it was amazing, or incredible, or fucking wicked. This may or may not be true, I basically can't remember, mostly (I figure) on acct of all the Jose Cuervo Tony and I kept shooting, plus the Kozel plus bunch of other beers, plus the droogs. All I know is that I was (miraculously) in bed the next morning with a hangover and Ananda's kids program (Be A Creature) to assist ("Just be a fucking beaver, or something. I don't know. Don't bother me you little fuck.")
Actually it was fun, kids are great, they think you are Jesus maybe.
The party was a sendoff to me, wishin' me happy trails etc. I feel loved, you know? Anyways a lot of the awesomest of the crew will be in/around Toronto this year, you will meet them, you will love them. So that brings me here. To Toronto. Where I type this. I am home! I actually got home yesterday but Saka. You know. She's so cool.
Tomorrow is the last show of KD and the Bomb, Julia's Fringe thing. I am going because there's no hard feelings? Yeah I guess. I miss her sort of, and anyways a show of support from a friendly face is always nice. It's also nice to show that yes I am a friendly face. It's at like, 9? I think? And like ten bucks? I'm pretty sure? Want to come? Maybe? Ben doesn't want to go alone and look like a lovelorn loser.
I am probably going to buy an AirPort Extreme card today and go WIRELESS. This is for three reasons; a) it's fucking HOT in the computer room, I need to get out; b) internet on the couch! or at York! or wherever! c) WARDRIVING. Dave? This means you. But probably I won't get it today on account of I don't want to go to fucking York to get a student discount, and I am upholding the Applestoreboycott Treaty of last month, and anyway they probably wouldn't give me the discount ANYWAY. Maybe I can get my parents to get it for me for my bizzerthdizzay.
Um so yeah. Caught up, about. I'm going to go out with Saka today. I pray I have money tomorrow.
PS. Edit! I am not saying that Saka expects me to buy things and all that. Just that we have this turrible ability to spend copious amounts of money on food and drink and stuff. We are not the most money conscious individuals.
Anyways peace. Call me. Let's do things tomorrow.
Yo! Scarce moment of internet at Matt's cottage.
Last night was Ben's crazy fuckin' party.
It was fuckin' crazy.
His dad and he packed up his shit at 1 pm today.
I was lying on my stomach hoping to go unnoticed.
Day off. Swimming at Matt's cottage.
Um - trying to get in TO for the weekend of July 30 - Aug 1.
Some Ryerson kid designed an Inuit Barbie.
Click the link to see the picture, and check out some of the others. George Washington Barbie is particularly slick.
Speaking of tapdancing Christs, The God Who Wasn't There is on tonight at Innis Townhall (on St. George Street at Sussex Avenue, at UofT). Admission is 5 bucks.
Yo check it here's the down low. Community Living Ontario is running an weekend event called Youth Vision Retreat 2005. It will be held August 26-28 at the Isaiah Tubbs Resort and conference centre, which my mom assures me in totally posh. At the event 40-50 young people (13-23 yrs old, a mix of intellectually disabled and abled) will discuss ways youth can be more actively involved with Community Living Ontario. The organizer (another student) asked me to attend. I won't be expected to fill any sort of leadership or organizational role so I have no stress. But here's the catch: the "rules" say that "no alcohol, illegal drugs or weapons are allowed. Possession of these is a criminal offense of serious consequences". How the HELL am I supposed to have any fun?!
I wonder how badly I can scar or corrupt a gang of youngsters in 44 hours. Hehe .
Well today I finally got an update on Operation Janus. Remember what that was? Of course you do.
Actually it was somewhat anticlimatic, I got one letter back and it was so bland and non-controversial it could've been answering both. Which I guess proves something.
Today was a nice productive day at work and by that I mean the button machine is here now. So I got 5 buttons to distribute to you guys (if there's more demand I can make more). Some random guy in the elevator asked a girl if she'd seen Office Space and the memory of the fax machine scene kept me sane as I spent my day battling the printer. In the end I retreated to the other room and printed my stuff there (Including some material for buttons!). Also the medical themed word of the day is Menarche. It's pronouced Men-archy (which could be the name of a pop-punk band "Right now I'm listening to a lot of Good Charlotte and Menarchy") and it's the technical term for a woman entering puberty. The more you know.
Speaking about things I just finished the greatest book ever: Pledged: The Secret Life of Sororities. Okay, that's an hugh exaggeration, but it was still pretty good. The plot of the book (do non-fiction book's have "plot"?) is an investigative reporter who goes undercover at a sorority. I could see someone pitching this concept as a movie: "It's Never Been Kissed but with clit-piercings"*. The author's in your late 20's but as you can see, she could pass for a sorority girl:
The book is somewhat schizophrenic because half of it is an explination of the serious societal problems that sororities create; hazing, eating disorders, racism etc and the other half is "WHOOOOOOOOOOOO! NAKED SORORITY PARTIES!" It was an interesting read though.
*As the book informed me the term "clit-piercings" is a misnomonor because the hood, not the actual clitoris, is pierced.