I'm afraid that my journal is going to defy convention, in that I'm not angry or upset for this post. In fact, everything's going pretty well for me. Obviously everyone's situation is different, and my heart goes out to Ms. Maya Valenzuela in particular (I may have been Josh's friend before we ever started hanging out, my dear, but I understand ( Read more... )

So. Loblaws has offered me a job in either their General Merch. section or their Photolab/Electronics section (snooping through other people's pictures? I'm there!!!). Little Critters, at Billings, wants me to come in for interviews next week- difficult if I'll already be working at Loblaws. Second Cup on Bank and Sunnyside, where Nikki works, is ( Read more... )

I don't update this thing much. I'll read other people's entries, but I rarely leave my own anymore. I guess there's very little about my life I feel needs to be broadcast to the world at large. However, I suppose I should cave and give the masses what they want. The petty day-to-day occurances of my life ( Read more... )

Better, isn't it?

I just can't figure out how to change the colour of links.

If ugly were a colour, it would be blue.

Business class, Canterbury High School, Thursday, December 9th, in the two thousandth and fourth year following the birth of Jesus Christ ( Read more... )

I suppose I ought to update this thing again. Since I have the time, for once.

Rehearsal has been every weeknight till long after dark. This is acceptable.

"I love the night
It would murder my soul
Should I ever fall blind.
For though thy flesh haunts,
I keep also in mind
The stampede of clouds
From dusk's predatory sky..."

As many of you know, there has ( Read more... )

I didn't think it was possible the summarize human existence in one conversation, but somehow, Cameron and I managed it ( Read more... )

So the plans have been set. My birthday celebration will be held at Pigale's in Hull, on Saturday November 13. Plan is to mee there at 10:30. Be warned that they WILL card you, so make sure you have an ID (fake or legit). There's a cover charge of $3, and drinks are likely aroung $5-7. So come out, kick back, and enjoy the eighteenth annual ( Read more... )

Or then again, maybe I should just keep my mouth shut.

I don't like having to compete for something. And generally I'm man enough to step aside and let the other guy take it. After all, I know I can survive without it. But too often, I've stood aside, lost the prize, and got no recompense, not even a backward glance. Well, no longer ( Read more... )