p-p-p-poker face
Invite the tabby two doors down

Speaking of eating I made bean soup my mom made from scratch and gave to me to freeze when I moved out, there's I think spinach in it and of course beans and barley and it strikes me that I don't even recall eating barley outside of soup.
I downloaded some movies today and here's what they are:
- The Soloist
- Wall-E
- The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford
- The Man With the Screaming Brain
I'm also working on finding a good copy of Dead Man because it has Johnny Depp in it and apparently is "just like Fear and Loathing but a western" which is stretching it for me because I generally don't like westerns. But we'll give it a shot.
Shaz and I have been looking for the song from the Canadian House promo for the last little while now with no luck; it's not that "Grounds for Divorce" song because that's the US one and apparently it could be "Leave Me As You Find Me" by Fraiser Smith... but we can't find evidence that it exists anywhere.
Internet, I'm counting on you!
... On that note, if there were a Bat Signal for the Internet, what do you think it would look like?
Oh, Antarctica
Wikipedia is one one of my favorite sites because you can dick around on it for hours, today for no apparent reason I wound up reading about Antarctic expeditions from the turn of the century, in particular Shackleton and Scott and I listened to this song here by the Weakerthans called Our Retired Explorer.
I wound up reading about Lawrence Oates because of this painting:

So one morning after his companions refused to leave him behind, he turned to them in the tent and said "I am just going outside, I may be some time" and he didn't even put on his boots he just walked right out into a blizzard and died.
That makes me want to cry, a little. It's so scary and brave and sad.
Stuff like that affects me a lot, I re-read them and stare at the pictures and think about what that must have been like and basically mindfuck myself for an hour.
Fortunately for me I think I have a touch of stomach flu (yum!) so almost immediately after reading all that stuff I spent the rest of the day focusing on not throwing up and sucking on salt crackers and wishing it were fall already, it's a 30+ degree oven in this joint and I don't have AC.
Holdin' your friends and watching them bleed




I'm not sure where it went, actually, I left it on a table and hoped someone took it.














It's what we do.





This thing that breaks my heart

I've missed you lots but I've been tired as hell and mad busy being in school every night this week so far (get used to it) and I still have to do some reading for Psych tomorrow night before bed.
In fact the only reason I'm not lying in bed with my Psych stuff right this second is because somehow I got a nasty glass sliver in my foot so I'm soaking my foot in a tub of salt water hoping it comes out in the next little while. Ouch!
I've been re-reading The Time Traveler's Wife; I'd lend it to Grandma S. but it wasn't her style and with all the movie hype happening I figured before I gawked at Eric Banas' sexy mug on the silver screen I should re-visit the only romance novel I really enjoyed.
Partypartyparty this weekend, supes busy but I'll find time for you Blog, I promise.
Because I love you.
Just not enough to sit here with my foot in cold salt water anymore while writing, yuck.
I'm a signature rapper
Here's a dose of Awesome for you, followed by a dose of Stupid.
Enjoy.
And now.
***** says:
yea sure
i realized telling you i think you were kinda depressing very likely could insult you
i did it for a few reasons
mainly because based on things you had told me in the past and the way you acted, i suspected that once you got over your initial disgust maybe we could have a good old fashioned head-banging which is somethign kinda nice i have not done in a while
furthermore, i figured if it flopped i wouldnt land too far from where i was currently anyway
so emotions run high
things get heated, but in the end you feel the high that is the human condition,
it might not make any sense
Alys- RIP Patrick Swayze, I will miss your Dirty Dancing says:
so wait a second
you figured that if you insulted me... we could debate it?
***** says:
in a way, yes.
Alys- RIP Patrick Swayze, I will miss your Dirty Dancing says:
okay so you ARE a jackass
yea sure
i realized telling you i think you were kinda depressing very likely could insult you
i did it for a few reasons
mainly because based on things you had told me in the past and the way you acted, i suspected that once you got over your initial disgust maybe we could have a good old fashioned head-banging which is somethign kinda nice i have not done in a while
furthermore, i figured if it flopped i wouldnt land too far from where i was currently anyway
so emotions run high
things get heated, but in the end you feel the high that is the human condition,
it might not make any sense
Alys- RIP Patrick Swayze, I will miss your Dirty Dancing says:
so wait a second
you figured that if you insulted me... we could debate it?
***** says:
in a way, yes.
Alys- RIP Patrick Swayze, I will miss your Dirty Dancing says:
okay so you ARE a jackass
Taking blood and making art

We lost my favorite Dirty Dancer, Patrick Swayze to the Big C aka pancreatic cancer. I've never seen Ghost (whoops) but my mom used to make me watch Whoopi all the time with her and he made it a bit easier to bear.
Terrorist Osama Bin Laden left a message for President Obama on Obama's Islamist website.
We discovered a snake with feet in China. The woman discovered it "clinging to her bedroom walls with its talons", which immediately makes me want to make sure my windows are shut at night.
Megan Fox proves she is still hot as shit even while forced to wear a bag on her head.
And in an anti-climax...
I started night school today. Four nights a week till January, then one class twice a week till June which totals three classes and ideally a high enough GPA to get into the university of my choice.
Which means today is the first day on my path to a better education, doing something I love, expanding my horizons and moving the fuck out of here. Hells yes.
Keep yr fingers crossed for me guys, it's gonna be a busy year.
Spitting on the front row
Last night I enjoyed the pleasure of Kats company in the form of some glasses of wine before going to Winnipeg Psys' first Progressive Nights show.

Yea yea.
Also, do you not LOVE those tights?
Gorg.
New venue: Room 720 on Corydon (formerly King Kong?).
Loved it.
Extremely intimate setting, maybe 100 people there in total? Such a good crowd.
I was a big fan of the lights.
Loved it.
Extremely intimate setting, maybe 100 people there in total? Such a good crowd.
I was a big fan of the lights.

Men-friends managing the overhead displays.

God Patty you are soooooooo pregnant!


We party till the lights come up.

Maddi is a perfect example that hairstylists and tattoo artists always have the craziest hair, I couldn't ever imagine getting anything like that and walking into my office!



I was pretty jeals of Tyrones' minimal scarf, I should rock mine more often.

3:30am... SO ready for bedsies.