O HAI.

THE ROADS ARE BAD SO LET'S ALL GO TO TIM HORTONS KAY? <--general concensus of North Bay's populace

*middlefingermiddlefingermiddlefinger* Yeah, I have three hands now, what of it?

We've got a mini-freakin' snowstorm out there, and drive-thru is busy as all hell tonight. I don't even UNDERSTAND. What is going through your heads when the roads ( Read more... )

.....How uncool/tacky/lame/regretful would it be if I were to tattoo the priest's class symbol on my inner wrist? Obviously it wouldn't be large... but even so. Is that a "world's worst tattoo" idea?

Much deliberation and thought will be put into this decision. I don't dance lightly around this subject (especially after searching tattoos and indeed ( Read more... )

Dear electronic store (ie. Staples) employees ( Read more... )

You know you're playing too much Warcraft when you have seriously fucked up dreams. I only remember my dreams once in a while, so I was surprised that I would remember this one so vividly ( Read more... )

Okay, so from Saturday until present, I have basically been on a Warcraft binge.

I've currently been working on Eilora, who is now 42. She was 35 or 36 when I started, not to mention if you look closely, I got several sweet pieces of gear for her (don't look too close, you'll also see the god-awful 20s gear she still has). I mostly want to direct ( Read more... )

So, I haven't updated in a while, but to be honest, the internet is not something I've had a lot of over the past few weeks. We're back in action, and basically settled in to our new place now, though ( Read more... )

To start, I officially no longer work at Empire Theatres. It feels incredibly good to leave the job, but it is heart-wrenching to leave most of the staff. In fact, they were the number one reason I stayed so long. I'll miss them ( Read more... )

2:32AM, July 9, 2008....

Lucasta is finally 70. Holy shit.

I'm in such an off mood ( Read more... )

So, the most depressing thing in the world?

Reading about what the people in your graduating class are doing now.

Even more depressing?

Re-reading your graduation class prophecy and seeing they prophesied you as the "local lunatic."

Okay.

I have six years to lose my mind.