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Saturday, May 24, 2003
I love bad grammar. And I love the stupid people who think their idols are gonna read what they've written on a cd review site (this one's from an HK cd site)...
So you must be, what, 11 and a half now? And what happens after you're "died"? Friday, May 23, 2003
Received a phone call from someone at the U of A today. I don't know how they got my Vancouver phone number, but that's irrelevant as I had already answered and been sucked into their marketing trap. A girl asks a few trivial questions then breaks into reading a very poorly written script about how the University needs the support of it's Alumni blah blah blah. Listening to this propaganda cash call is made even more painful by her inability to even read like a human being. She plugs through it in a complete monotone, devoid of any emotion. "...as a student, I know exactly what's it's like to need financial aid..." Riiiiiight, I wasn't aware the university's student population consisted of robots. I felt like I was dealing with the automated registration system. To speak with someone who can read, please press zero. Honestly, I'd prefer a call from the unnatural voice of the registrar to this lacklustre recital...
Had my interview this morning. I now understand what the contestants felt like when they were staring down Regis on Who wants to be a Millionaire. Everytime I'd answer a question with what I felt was a long full answer, the interviewers would prompt me with stuff like, "is that it? Are you sure you don't have more to say? Nothing more to add??" I mean, if hearing that doesn't cast doubt over everything you've just said, I don't know what does. Not to say that I blew the interview, but I don't think I did myself any favours with it either. 22 days to Unemployment. Such sweet sweet bliss...
Wednesday, May 21, 2003
wretched wretched Telus... how Georggum hateses thems! ssss... NASTY operators trickses us, steals our PRECIOUS... time. yess, precious, my PRECIOUS time. all gones because of Telus. musts hold tongue, await glorious days of Telus bankruptcy! yess... precious time... curses upon thems NASTY viles stinky operatorses... Georgumm is hungry... be back soon masters... sssooooon.
Monday, May 19, 2003
I'm such a retard. Was supposed to go camping this weekend just north of Squamish. Had directions, got all my gear and was rarin' to go. Drove all the way up there, got about 29 miles out onto the rough logging road and then forgot the difference between left and right. Ross told me to stay right of the river. I took that to mean, the river should be to my right. CRAP! I'm such a moron. They were only about 7 miles further up of where I had gone. So the beating of a lifetime my poor car's suspension suffered was all for naught. I suck.
Finger Eleven's new album is coming June 17th. If you're a fan, mark this date on your calendar. Write it on your bathroom mirror. Spray paint it on your dog. The self-titled album features 12 new songs. You can hear some of 'em on their web site, including the lead single Good Times. Click to listen. ROCKIN!!
Sunday, May 18, 2003
So driving your '91 Corolla up onto a beach of fine white sand isn't such a good idea. Who would've guessed it's not 4x4? Lucky thing for those of you thinking to do the EXACT same thing, I've discovered this flaw in an otherwise perfectly shitty vehicle and must warn you to refrain from doing so - unless you enjoy having drunken campers on the beach stand by and laugh as your tires spin and spin whilst digging a deeper grave.
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