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Saturday, August 23, 2003
F@&%ing BARBER!!!
After initially getting a haircut that looked as good as Hulk Hogan with a perm, I asked the (expletive deleted) hairdresser to just shave it all off (actually, more like a short buzz cut). I now look EXACTLY like my grandpa when he was still alive (buddha bless his soul), thereby nullifying my dad's theory - that there was a mixup in the hospital - on why I'm 3 feet taller than the rest of the family combined. I also now look like a full blown communist circa 1949! Yes Comrades, I repledge my allegiance to the motherland!!

Everybody that sees me is gonna ask 'What happened to your hair?!' And I'm gonna make up a different story each time I get asked that. I envision something like this:
Q: What happened?!
A: Family tradition - we shave our heads every 3rd October.
Q: But it's August...??
A: I know... (walks away, offering no further explanation)

Currently listening to: Smashing Pumpkins (pre-goth era) - Today



Friday, August 22, 2003
demotivation
I decided to break out my old playstation earlier this week. Every waking second not spent at work, has been eaten up playing videogames. Typing this post is the longest time I've been without a controller in my hands for the past 3 days. This lack of motivation to do anything else better end soon. The pile of unwashed dishes from the kitchen are overflowing into my living room (not to mention the funny smell they're emitting), and I don't know how much longer I can survive off of just granola bars and water.

Currently listening to: White Stripes - Hardest Button to Button



Wednesday, August 20, 2003
NOT Fatty McFAT
Went for some fitness testing at the gym. Apparently, there is something as eating TOO healthy. I am 6.7% Fat. Optimal is 12 - 14.9%. KFC, here I come! However, in my defense, the chart listed athletes body fat as <10%. I'm like Mike Tyson... minus 120lbs, one jail term, Holyfield's ear, and a whole lot of aggression. Maybe I'm not like Mike after all.



If we were household appliances, I'd be a water cooler. 44 Litres of WATER!! Less fat = more water uptaken by lean muscle = one George full of liquidy goodness.

Coming soon to Vancouver/Edmonton: FINGER ELEVEN - Sept. 23/ 27



Tuesday, August 19, 2003
Rice Cooker...pt III
I joined a gym last week... it's a nice big gym with all the bells and whistles (not your typical dungeon chock full of juice monkeys with no necks). My only beef with it is they seem to play tons of dance music. Whatever...

So the weekend came, and I had it in my mind to buy a rice cooker, again. But somehow I ended up buying an MP3 player instead... music for the gym, or food... I think I need to work on my priorities.

Currently listening to: Ani DiFranco - Coming Up



Sunday, August 17, 2003
Fatty McFAT
In the tradition of the Burlap Sack (a semi-weekly feature in the U of A's student paper, whereby someone is put into a burlap sack and beaten senseless), I'd like to stuff a certain fat A&B Sound salesman into the sack, tie up the knot, and do the Macarena all over his pudgy face. I went to the store today, looking to purchase a plasma TV. Something in the range of around 2000 bucks or so. But I didn't buy one cause apparently Fatty McFat was too lazy to saunter his bloated carcass over to me and explain any of the features. I'm not quite sure if he thought I was just some young punk who couldn't afford to buy a tv, or if he thought the exercise of walking towards me was bad for his health, but either way, I wasn't impressed. So let the beatings commence...

Currently on the Fox: Reznor, Bowie - I'm afraid of Americans