In a Whore's World...

wearing: redstar sweater, parasuco pants, 'stalker shirt' ... ;-)
eating: cadbury mini eggs
listening to: some crackpot boink-your-cousin jerry lee lewis song lol

I am... hated. Or at least I was tonight in Owen Sound. :-P I was a lone Guelphite in a section of raging Owen Sound fans. Guelph was leading the series 3-2, so most of the fans were about one fry short of a Happy Meal... As a true Storm fan, I vocalized my loyalty for my home team. My vocalization, however, was not quite loud enough for the team to hear, but just the right volume for everyone in my section to know I was a sleaze. And so a few menacing glares, taunts, and stuffed whales were cast in my general direction. *innocent whistle*
Anyways, evil won with a score of 6-5 over the good team. The last goal against us is painful for me to recount... it pretty much rolled from the blue line right on between Taylor's legs into the net. I have to pity the guy, who had about half the arena chanting his name in a drunken slur for the better part of three periods. Damn hillbillies and their mind games. Game seven is set for Tuesday night in good ol' Guelph!

Waffles for breakfast tomorrow! YAY!

NiTe NiTe

'S' as in 'smirnoff'

wearing: purple dancing cat pajamas
eating: nothin'
listening to: [see song posted in last entry.] [What? I like it... hehe]

Today a herd of us went to Gimpy's house. (Oh he's been walking just fine for a couple of weeks now, but I can't bring myself to part him with that title. It fits him like a glove.) We watched 'Gothica', which was a strange, and strangely not scary movie, and I ate a cinnabon. All by myself!! :-) That Kid Nobody Likes went the whole evening without calling me a wench! But, he did make a comment about the sucking noise my shoes made in the mud, and The Maestro, and he insinuated a, uh, different kind of sucking noise... so yeah. Right now he is still very much That Kid Nobody Likes. ;-)

No trace of Megs at school today, so she missed out on the introduction into our Independant Study project in english. I decided that for this project, I would turn over a new leaf when it comes to reading habits of mine, and venture away from Harry Potter and vampires for a change. That's right. So I picked up a copy of 'Snow Falling On Cedars' -- Let's hope it's better than the movie. :-P (Hey, the guy that wrote it has the same initials as The Maestro! :-) ...Yet another irrelevant observation for me!)

Anyways, The Father got ice-level seats for the Guelph vs. Owen Sound game tomorrow night. I should go to bed now so I will (in theory) be attentive enough to endure three periods of hockey. (The Father says it's a give away when the play is moving up and down the ice and I am staring fixated on some stationary object in the rafters. ...Go figure.)

NiTe NiTe

...You Can't See Me...

wearing: purple dancing cat pajamas
eating: nada
listening to: "I'll take care of you" by the Dixie Chicks

Happy Day!!! They made it. My fearless little troopers pulled through without. a. flaw. :-D!!! That's right. There is no evidence of my little bleach-related uh-oh on any of my garments. ...I haven't checked anyone else's garments yet, but the important thing is that mine are okay. :-) Now... as far as any of you know, this incident never happened.
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This entry is proving to be quite difficult to write, on account of tonight I took three ibuprofens to battle evil cramps. I'm a pretty small person, so I only really need to take one, if I take any at all (I don't like taking medicine) so now everything is like "woooooooha!" and I can amuse myself by waving my hand in front of the computer screen like this - "oooOOOoooOOOoooOOohh! Pretty fingers." Hehehe! *DrOwSy*

LaLaLa!

Today I went downtown with only my pretty little self. ...And The Maestro. We were supposedly going to see these people at Tim Horton's, but apparently they left us for dead. They even went so far as to hire a hit-man to finish us off, but we out-foxed him we did! ;-) I'm not kidding, you can even ask The Maestro. He was this creepy dude that looked like a Willy Nelson + Kurt Cobain crossbreed, and he wanted my body. But we gave him the slip around McDonald's - phew! I liked my uninterrupted Maestro time! We should be left for dead more often. ;-)

My blood hurts.

Anywhoodle, time for me to go NiTe-NiTe!

xoxo

It Was a Magic Moment.

OH SHIT!!! Who's ingenious idea was it to put the fabric softener and the bleach in similar containers!?

wearing: re-rock sweater, white shirt, stretchy jeans, dolphin necklace :)
eating: nada
listening to: "missing" by Evanescence

...Well... it can't be THAT bad, after all it was just a dribble of bleach. ...But on the other hand, 'just a dribble' of the wrong substance at the wrong time can create such catastrophes as nuclear meltdowns, e-coli outbreaks ...and babies. OH my GOD, the pants! Oh, no, NOT the pants! They're too young and beautiful to die!! Take Jake the Snake and do anything you want with him, but please! NOT THE PANTS!!!!!!!!!!

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Let us not despair. After all, IT AINT OVER TILL IT'S OVER, BABY!!!

Anywhoo, congrats to Mikey and the drama hooligans on their performance at the Sears festival!!!! ... And congrats to a little techie whore known as The Maestro who will now be paid to work his wonderful techie magic at school assemblies. ...Maybe now you can buy me something, you cheap bastard! ;-)

hehe

CiAo!!

The Bollocks!

wearing: clothes, but I will get to that in a minute.
eating: nuttin'
listening to: nuttin'

Yesterday I went to the mall for a pair of pants. I returned an hour later with not one, but TWO (2) pairs of pants, TWO (2) belts, and not one, not two, but THREE (3) new shirts. I think I have a problem.
Anyways, I really like my new pants!! I have a light pair that I'm wearin' right now in loving memory of my, eh, curling mishap. ;-) And I have a pair with pinstripes that really accentuate mah booty. ;-) haha, that's right, I mean my ASS!!! The Mother was the one to select them. Usually I would not put the words "Mother" and "fashionable" in the same sentence without the presence of a negative adjective - but in this case I have no choice but to make an exception. Those are some damn stylish pants!

In other news - tonight was Jake the Snake's debuit, as 'The Bollocks' performed downtown at battle of the bands. They weren't bad, but it was obvious they aren't the most experienced performers in the land. I definitely did not have the best time of my life, seeing as everyone in my company was a good thirty to forty years my senior. And I only recognized three people my age, none of whom I was keen on talkin' to. (One of whom is a former CELPer but hey, what can I say? She lowered herself down to the Centennial level now. ...And the girl she was with is really annoying, lol!!)

Anywhoodles, time for bed!!
One last announcement : Mikey and The Maestro and others have a play tomorrow in Erin as part of a drama festival, so they will be missed at school. Good luck, guys!!! :-)

ta da!

It's a Sign!

wearing: jeans, Roots knit sweater.
eating: raspberry yogourt
listening to: "Do it Again" by Queens of the Stone Age

Today while at work there was much contemplating the intricate phenomenon of life, while watching Average Joe: Adam Returns. It was then that I decided I want to come back in my next life as a bizarre and beautiful cross between a crow and a peacock. Think about it: The mysterious dark beauty of the crow, combined with the royalty and elegance of the peacock. I would have followers, I tell you! A cult! And people would take feathers off my bum and make them into fancy pens! They would come from miles around just to fall at my talons in worship! ...And if they pissed me off, I could poop on them.

How's that for some food for thought? ;-)

ta da!

I Want To be Madonna When I Grow Up.

wearing: jeans, third rail shirt, army shirt
eating: nada
listening to: "Lucky You" by the Deftones

I am cold. As in I can't feel my fingers right now which makes typing quite the challenge. But I like challenges! So far this week I have risen to, and conquered many a challenge! Such as:
~reprogramming the numbers on my telephone -- without the instructions!!! *shock!*
~rolling out of bed at 8:20 and still being on time to babysit at 8:40 yesterday ! *double shock!*
~getting up at 7:30 as opposed to 7:00, showering, doing all my morning jazz and still being on time to babysit at 8:40 today! *gasp!*
~making dinner from scratch! *awe!*
~dinner made from scratch is EDIBLE! *heart attack! (that is non-related to any nutritional components of said dinner.)*

...Just to list a few. Now you see? And I happen to be mighty proud of myself, thank you very much! ^_^

Shoutouts go to Mikey (who helped name the TeChNo PeNgUiN Apollo!) The SexXxy Maestro, Pippin (you know who you are ;-) ) and Mack who is currently being referred to as That Kid Nobody Likes. (Just joshin'... mostly.) Oh, and in the words of the Pillsbury Dough Boy: "POKE ME AND DIE." :P:P:P

Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night.

Don't Be Silly.

wearing: grey pants, grey sweater, grey and red striped shirt
eating: nutbar... lmao!!
listening to: "clint eastwood" by the gorillaz. yeah, I know I'm cool.

Tea is good. (Translation: Pay no attention to the recently posted 'tea party comment.' I was drunk. [Translation: I was wrong.])

LoL!

Well, it's friggin' late, so it's time to hit the hay.

NiTe NiTe!
xoxo

Poo.

wearing: pink pajamas, housecoat and some sexy leftover makeup from lastnight
eating: raspberry yogourt
listening to: "Dirty Trip" by Air

UPDATE: Mack has been demoted to the title of: 'That Kid Nobody Likes.' Believe me, he was by no means 'mackin' it' before, he just resembled a Mack truck so much that I had to call him that. But then he had to go and be annoying lastnight, so he earned himself a new nickname. Cheers! :P

So, today I have to work at three. Right now I am sitting around on my bum hoping for Bunny to pick up the phone and call me out of the blue, 'cause I, uh, kinda forgot her number. (Woopsiedoodle.) ...*waits*...
I really need to work on honing those telepathy skills of mine. Cause I don't think she's calling. But in the mean time, why don't I regale thee with tales of lastnight? >>Corey says: THAT'S AWESOME!<< ...OkaY! :)
'Twas another evening of fun and games spent at Mikey's. But this time, a drama friend of Mikey's was there. There is something suspiscious about this drama friend - he strikes me as the type of character to unsuspectingly duck into a phonebooth and emerge as noneother than superman. So I shall call him: 'The Sneek'. Thats right - with two e's. The Sneek is a pretty cool guy. He is good at charades, but not so good at conquering middle earth in a spirited game of Risk, that I, of course, would have won were it not for That Kid Nobody Likes destroying it in an unsportsmanlike, loser-ish frenzy.
I brought my most prized possession lastnight - my TeChNo PeNgUiN. Actually, it was supposed to be for The Maestro, but it's way too cool for me to just hand over to him!! Psh!!! So I let him have joint custody. :) ...I should think of a name for my penguin, hehe! After the Maestro left, Mikey got out the camcorder and we had a re-enacment of Survivor and American Idol. I must say, it is almost better than the real thing!! Silly Mikey...

Anyways, nothing else to report... except I was guilt-tripping again lastnight. :P You see, somebody cunningly invited all my worthwhile friends (annnd my worthwhile more-than-friend :P) to her little tea party tomorrow, leaving me high and dry with nothing to do ON MY DAY OFF! grrr... so then I guiltily tried laying some guilt on somebody but then I gave up cause it was making me feel guilty, so I guilt-tripped 'till one thirty in the morning, writing somebody a fantabulous poem! hehe :D

And I was just kiddin - all my friends are worthwhile. (Unless they are in Florida. ;) )

Ta Da

What's Up, Pussycat?

wearing: clothes
eating: nothing
listening to: the steady humming of my computer and the rhythmic typing of the keys.

Today we went to this all you can eat breakfast dealy in Owen Sound. And let me tell you - it was the buffet of the Gods. There was all sorts of bread, potatoes, clams and roast (for breakfast!) and some yummy salad and desserts! It was made by actual chefs... mmmmm! I don't usually eat much, but I packed away two full main courses and three desserts! :P There were these little angelfood thingies with whipped cream and chocolate sauce and sliced strawberries sticking out of the top so they looked like sweet, fluffy, delectable little sea urchins. There were five there and Jake the Snake and I ate them all. Hehe, orgasmic!
I went to the dollar store and, as fate would have it, crossed-paths with a little penguin on a keychain that plays techno music when you squeeze his tummy :D!!! ...I shall never be lonely again!!

RoCk Me, TeChNo PeNgUiN!

ta da!

Today Is March.

wearing: striped shirt, flaire jeans, columbia coat
eating: evian water
listening to: im in durham.

I had a strange dream lastnight about a little girl with a passionate determination to drown herself. Somehow she wound up in my custody, and we were in the wilderness somewhere. I jumped into the river to save her, after that I didn't let her out of my sight. Then she would wander away from camp towards the dock to fall in the water and just kind of hang there, suspended, hoping to die. I, of course, followed her every time and pulled her to safety, and hugged her and told her she shouldn't do that. And, of course, she would go and do it again. One of the last times she did it, I wasn't paying attention, and by the time I realized she was under the water, she had sunk really far down. I dove in head first and she had her hand out, reaching for me to help her. I brought her to the surface, and when I had her in my arms sitting on the dock, some boys came by who she made friends with. I was really happy watching her play with them, and when they left I told her that her friends care about her and would be really sad if she died. And she had so much to live for. I had to go soon, and someone else would have to take care of her, but since I knew how she was, I was really worried. I was at camp and someone with authority over me (I forget who) but they told me I had to go - then I realized the new person wasn't watching the little girl, and the girl was nowhere in sight. I ran down to the dock in a panic, and when I got there I knew she had gone under and it was already too late. I looked down at my feet and there was a little white flower at the place where she would always go into the water. I fell to my knees and cried.
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Weird. Another thing I remember about my dream, is that even though days went by, it was never night. It would be dusk or dawn, but never night. And the water was the most beautiful shade of green. The little girl wore a white dress, much like Cecilia's from the movie lastnight, but she was much too young to be Cecilia. Come to think of it, The Virgin Suicides probably had alot to do with that dream.

la dee da!
Time for bed.

NiGhT NiGhT!

For You Darling, Anything.

wearing: blue kitty pj's, snowboarder socks
eating: drinkin' some oj!
listening to: "Bright Lights" by Matchbox20 *licks lips* ;) hehe

Lastnight I ventured to Kitchener with Spunki, The Maestro and Mikey's parents to support our good old GCVI improv team!! :D It was a good time had by all. GCVI got third out of five teams (bronze medal!!). I think we could have gotten silver, but then again everyone there was so good and put sooo much energy into it... So the judges were pretty fair. :) My two favorite performances were GC's guardian peacock performance... hehe and one by some other school (Preston, maybe??) which involved a flaming portrayal of popcorn popping! lol! The Maestro became quite preoccupied with the 'boneable timekeeper', and I can't say I blame him. However, I found another object on which to fixate my attention... 0:) lalala!

...more to come...

...more coming -- NOW! Okay, right now it's about 20 after 12 and I'm here to finish what I started! (there was some hair to be washed and some South Park to be watched. hehe!) Today was one of those sleep in till noon and bum around the house days. And it went well, with the exception of two things. One - that annoying creature with DNA similar to my own waking me up to demand a BLT, which, of course, didn't happen and I had to threaten him many a time with mutilation before he would leave my room. And Two - The Mother blowing up over Jake the Snake's $104 phone bill to Toronto. I'd say she handled it very well. After all, if it was MY kid, I would probably be busying myself in the backyard with a shovel right now, so I could hide the body.
Anywhoo! I watched The Virgin Suicides tonight. And it was smashing, baby. AbSoLuTeLy smashing! I definitely have some Lux and Cecilia tendencies of my own. *wink* . . .Cecilia made a cool noise when she landed on the fence. *hums* hm hm hmm... but to not be stupid for a second. I really liked it, and the music was good - some of the better music I've heard on a movie. Not quite in the same class as Lord of the Rings, but tied with Cold Mountain in my opinion.
Time for me to go nite-nite!

xoxo

Chicks are for Fags

wearing: deftones shirt, light coloured pants, black jacket
eating: nothing
listening to: "First Time" by Finger Eleven (Moho was playing it in his car today :) )

I was thinking about a girl a few minutes ago right before I dozed off into a stupor. For no particular reason - I was just thinking about her lol, but I woke up with a start as soon as I realized I was dreaming about kissing her.
*blink*
*blink*
*shudder*
Don't get me wrong, lol - she's a very pretty girl, if I may say so myself. And if I was a girl that kissed other girls, I'm sure I would be ecstatic over the notion of making out with her. ...But I'm not. Let us not name names, but it's someone I consider a friend. Not Bunny. Hell, Bunny would be completely understandable, lmao!! ;) ...And not Spunki either. (Oh, and it wasn't the mirror ;) ) I suppose for the purpose of this entry I shall refer to her as DreamGirl. HAHAHA! I wonder what she would be like if I told her. ...I wonder what The Maestro would be like if I told him... he'd probably fall off his chair LMFAO!! Ohhh gawds. This is great! :D Oh, DreamGirl! lol!!

In other news: There is a new Old Navy commercial out now that makes me want to end my life every time I think about it. "Perfectly pretty in Palm Beach!" . . .cut! cut! cut!

*smile*

ta da!

Boop

There's nothing like the bond between brother and sister.

"HEY! You know what I should do NeXt TiMe you're in the shower? Flush the toilet AND turn the lights off!! HAHAHA!"

"Oh, why don't you just throw me the blowdrier while you're at it."

awwww.

I Would Scream for Ice Cream, but My Throat Hurts

wearing: bongo coat, buffalo shirt, dark jeans, black socks, lucky panties, calvin klien bra, dragonfly necklace, ring, silver earrings, eyebrow ring, belt with three pinchy-things, roots for her, covergirl eyeshadow in romance, covergirl waterproof black mascara, and of course, a smile. :)
eating: nuttin'
listening to: "You Will Be My Ain True Love" by Alison Krauss

I am sick. As soon as I get better, be it from the flu or being leveled by a 200 pound rugby player, I always seem to find myself debilitated again. I even entertained the idea that God, in fact, just doesn't like me right now. Or perhaps he just made me sick so I wouldn't be too disappointed over not having mono. :P
That's right. My harrowing ordeal was for nothing. I may once again feel free to walk around planting big wet kisses on random strangers! YES!! --oh, wait one second. I CAN'T! Because I'M SICK!!
Perhaps that's why I've been, as Gimpy put it, "edgy" lately.
I apologize people. Nothing personal. (HAHAHA.)
lol!

ciao.