Remember the good old days when J-rock was still cool? Well, I guess it still is, but it's cool amongst a less desirable group, tainted by my not being in said group. For God knows what reason, I was curious as to what Hyde was up to these days. Thus, I did what anybody in my situation would do: I Wiki'd it. Apparently, he's doing a lot of solo ( Read more... )

We call each other Larry and Steve when we get nervous, and this was definately a Larry and Steve moment. We were sitting on his creaky bed, being watched by his hideous aeroplane wallpaper. Conversation came out in slow, painful drips like a leaky faucet. I looked at him, and he had the strangest smile on his face. It was wide, and his cheek was ( Read more... )

A while back, my mother asked me what I wanted in life. I knew she meant well by adding that she would be proud of me no matter what I decide to do, but her comment only made the question feel like a test - a probe to see if she could rely on me later in life. I replied, rather lamely, that I didn't really care what I did, as long as I wasn't ( Read more... )

After getting a bit (perhaps slightly more than a bit) drunk last night, I proceeded to climb outside my basement window. I live in one of those houses with the basement halfway underground, so it wasn't very difficult, but I scraped my elbow and bruised by hand and left buttock. And plus, what the fuck was I doing climbing outside of windows ( Read more... )

Ugh. I finished paper one and two of my chemistry exam today. Paper one wasn't too bad, but paper two was pretty brutal. I guess it was like that for all my higher level IB exams. IB exams are kind of like date rape, with paper one being the date, and paper two being the rape ( Read more... )

Your mom's so slow that she's the rate determining step.

I can remove your mom's clothes more easily than a strong oxidising agent can remove the first electron of a transition metal.

Yeah, I'm that good.

Okay, so it's been February for a couple of days now. And I am, indeed, alive, as you can see. Either that, or I can currently updating from the afterlife. But that's just impossible now, isn't it? Actually, there are other possibilities, like an imposter updating as myself, but that would require an elaborate story filled with other outrageous ( Read more... )

This is kind of a re-post from Facebook (yes, can you imagine), and I thought it would be appropriate to put it here instead. I mean, I hardly use LJ anymore, but it's still <33x1000^infinity. Plus, FB is for creepers, something I am trying not to be, albeit unsuccessfully. Anyway, here is a semi-rant-post about my ex-favourite radio station, CBC ( Read more... )

Ahh, it's this time of the year again. This may be a statement rather obscure in meaning for those of you who don't live in Saint John, which is to say, all of you. But to those who do, though you certainly don't, you'll certainly know what I'm talking about. Though certainly nobody knows what I'm talking about, because nobody lives here. But let's ( Read more... )

Have I ever recounted that dream I had? The dream in which I had no feet? Oh, quite possibly, as I vaguely remember it. Or maybe I'm just making that up, as I seem to do quite often. Or not, and this post will be completely useless and redundant and lacking in Good Stuff. Did I ruin the surprise? I was just about to tell you about the dream in ( Read more... )