Things turned out so right for strangers in the night
I was going to make a video wishing you all a happy holidays,But I looked stupid, I don't video as well as, say Shambled Rambler so I gave up and took a silly picture instead.
But there's lots of Holiday drinking in my future, so a Christmas Miracle might still happen.
Let's have a toast for the douchebags
I wasn't a nice teenager. Maybe none of us were, but me especially.I try to make up for it by being a nice twentysomething.
Sometimes I fail.
I don't always call enough, I don't always say 'I love you' enough, I don't always remember yr favourite colour or yr favourite song.
Maybe I should visit more, smile more, open more door for strangers and carry grocery bags for little old ladies. I need to say 'thank you' more often, tell people to have a nice day more frequently, give more loose change to the Salvation Army donation bins.
But damn it, I'm going to start.
You should be flattered at how my words they just scatter
Lady readers, are you worried about how to behave at the Holiday festivities this season? Never fear, Alyson and her Party Tips from 1952 are here to help:1. Never anticipate the point of any joke or anecdote of your male companion. Laugh politely as though it is the first time you have heard it.
2. Overlook the deficiencies of others when you are talking to them; they may be the result of ignorance.
3. Avoid, at all times, mentioning subjects or incidents that may disgust potential suitors. This is especially true about vermin, noxious plants, or instances of uncleanliness.
4. It is a mark of ill-breeding to use French words or phrases.
5. Under no circumstance correct a male companion in speech or fact, even if you know he is mistaken. It is not a woman’s place to do so and will invariably end in awkwardness.
So remember these if you get confused about your place in the world and happen to step out of the kitchen and away from the oven.
You keep me nice and sore and cold down to the core
CBC Radio 3 keeps pimping out The Russian Futurists into my earbuds today.
What do you guys think?
I'm pretty partial to their sound, but I think it's video that's won me over.
Dinner with my Toronto Aunt tonight, can you believe Christmas is this Saturday?
I wait to talk when I should listen
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Is it okay to tell the Internet that you just had a two-day hangover?Is it okay to say that you definitely threw up Chinese food last night and fell asleep watching Terminator 2?
Is it okay to say that that's because Santacon was a resounding success and pictures will appear once flickr gets back to loading again?
Is it okay to say that because you were still too out of it, that you couldn't study today, that you didn't have your Dexter Season Finale Hang-Out with @cenquist?
Is it okay to say that while Normalcy will resume tomorrow, it just isn't going to happen today and a snack and bed are in your near/immediate future?
Is it okay to say that despite feeling like garbage for 48hrs you wouldn't have traded this weekend for anything?
Well I'm just gonna say it anyway.
They'll catch you now or never
Today I got hit by a car.I was crossing the road at the lights on my way to my English exam and a car slid through the red and into intersection and into me.
Don't worry, I'm okay.
I just got pushed a few feet and landed into the slush. The guy went to get out but I was fine and hobbled away because I was going to be late for my exam.
All day I just felt a bit banged up and annoyed because I smelled faintly of Puddle, but when I was on the couch eating my mushroom soup and watching Boondocks I realized that if he'd been going faster I could have really been hurt or even worse
died.
I started thinking about all the things I'd miss out on.
Like a pint of beer after a long day. Cuddles with Tyrone. My iPhone. Rare steaks with feta and roasted red pepper sauce (omnom). Holding hands. Fuck yeah Ryan Gosling. Swimming in Grand Beach, drunk, at 3am. Grebbles. The first (of many) snowfalls. Watching 4chan protect Wikileaks. My friends. Planning for the future. Living in the moment. Mind-blowing vegan food. The Internet. My Grandma S. Going on adventures in Adventure Boots. You.
Luckily I'm okay and live to adventure, party, tweet, love, blog another day.
To die by your side is such a heavenly way to die
I was having a really bad day, honestly.
But reading this on a friends FaceBook profile made it all better:
oh and while your all still lookin at this post and reading i figured i may as well post some stuff for you all to go read. google civialin inmate labor program a declassified military document on concentration camps being built. been goin on since 1984. modern militia movenment. if you are of christian belief, a sovereign citizen, upset with the governemt you are clasified a terrorist. look up population control and learn what henry kissinger is really about. oh and barry sotouro yeah thats obama's real name he's not american. yeah do you also know that canada is bringin on forced vaccinations? or that health canada puts cheothereapy drugs in fast food and french fries baked goods junk food etc? like i said the info is there you just have to know where to go to get the info.
... Woah.
Maybe this guy wrote Scarlett Johansson is actually a clone too.
Think about the sun
Bought Adventure Boots on the weekend for what else Adventuring.They have ruffles and remind me of feet from Scott Pilgrim which makes them cooler than the other Ugg ripoffs I could have bought.
Plus they have fur on the inside which is good because brrrrr is winter here.
So walking around getting supplies for Santacon this past weekend was a breeze thanks to my Adventurous Feet.
"But what's Santacon?" you ask?
Well, it's when a group of
This is what it looks like:
(Taken from the Santacon Wpg group)If you live here and aren't going I don't know what's wrong with you.
Even my friend from the Internet is going!
Which leads me back to Adventure Boots and all the sort of debauchery and nonsense I'm going to get up to while I'm wearing them
(as opposed to inside debauchery and nogoodness)
and getting stoked about it at work.
What else am I supposed to do until Tumblr comes back online?
