mindsight - looking way back (blogger)

Monday, March 26

Gosh, I've got the really strange pain in my chest, did I sleep badly or something? OW.

I was at the Crab House last night, where people took great joy in pounding on tables with little mallets, where waiters had to write letters to management for an altered order, where they had valet.

The food wasn't bad, but that's saying allot since I don't eat sea-food. I'm a chicken (KFC) kinda guy. Bottom line, I don't eat anything that looks like a bug.

Michelle hasn't written me back in a few, which serves me right because I regularly take days to write her back (smacked myself). So baby, write me back, dying, dying I say...

1:09 PM | Jus | # | no comments

Sunday, March 25

Right, I haven't been here in a while huh?

Well school's officially done for a week, let's see if I get ANY of the things I'm supposed to get done, DONE this week. We're taking bets here, really.

I was supposed to go Orlando yesterday, then Devon refused to drive up, and I refused to drive up ALONE, so "salt".

I was really looking forward to an entire night of playing cards and playing the fool, darn. Anyway I ended up going to a basketball court on the beach and playing ball with Pascal, Devon, Rava, and Rossi. I lasted for about 10 minutes before my out-of-shapeness showed through. Devon beat Rossi on a one-on-one (which I had 10 bucks on, and lost) and Rava made some pretty good shots.

I saw Arthur's band play earlier at a skate park close to my house, it was pretty damn good, it was an immense feeling of "cool".

I'm not going to be seeing Michelle for spring break, news which is very depressing, I've got to wait another 11 weeks until I see her.

Darren, my oft disliked brother, is in town for a week, and I've got to go see him tonight for dinner, I've got to try and NOT get lost in Miami.

There's nothing else, except a run a real chance of getting 4.0 gpa this quarter, that is, if my ASP teacher isn't a dick. Well, bye, lots of love and the like, don't forget to buy me presents to cheer me up...

3:51 PM | Jus | # | no comments

Thursday, March 15

for those of you who know me well,

you know I'm given to spats of creativity where I get things done,

this is not one of those times.

that is all.

9:36 AM | Jus | # | no comments

OH and Arts, the soul still burns but I'm still gonna wipe the floor with Mitsurugi.

Practice b*tch. =)

4:24 AM | Jus | # | no comments

hi

Yes well, I've been very absent of late.

Finals.

Lazy.

You name it.

Weekend - We lit fires in Arthur's garage and left smelling of WD-40, a smell I have yet to lose, it apparently resists soap.

fire, fire, heheheh

Arthur blew me the fuck away, he got a tattoo of my "sons of you" insignia on his back, amazing, I flipped my wig, I was convinced it was a pen drawing at first. I love that crazy son of a bitch.

Not to enlarge my head any more than it is, but that makes 3 people who will have my artwork on their bodies for life (if they don't go under the laser).

Rossi's the shiznit, where you are Ross?! He made me very homesick for Michelle however, after viewing video of him and his girl... damnit.

absolut, innocent

Oh yes, guys, Kevan, James, Colin and moi killed a gallon of absolut vodka this weekend. I'm sure I was very close to getting wheeled into a hospital, needless to say, no more vodka for quite some time.

It all started innocently enough, playing knock-romi (not sure of spelling) for shots, I ended up with over 25 on the score card. The last thing I remember was nearing 20, then I have no memory of what happened, they say I was still cussing and playing as usual, and answering stupid questions about sex (I even asked for a nail-clipper and threw the nail at Sonia). Kevan should have used the webcam to capture our antics, but he didn't, we'll shoot him later.

They say I went to the bathroom, and after a while, heard a "THUD", Sons went to investigate and found me on the floor with my pants around my ankles, having just puked in/on the sink. Not my finest moment. They actually took a picture of the sink, I won't be posting that.

I will however post a shot of James very deep into his drunkenness, you will note his "red" hue.

Well that's it for now, more later at the same bat-time, same bat-channel.

PeAcE.

4:16 AM | Jus | # | no comments

Wednesday, March 14

I must say, that pyromaniacs holiday was mad fun yesterday. I hope Ross gets some good pictures from those rolls. Also, Jus, don't get too cocky, the soul always still burns.

12:21 PM | mq | # | no comments

Thursday, March 1

Howdy do.

I'm back, from a wild and adventurous journey through the austrialian outback, I hung out with Looby Lu and drank more alchohol than what killed a number of rock stars. Of course I'm lying.

I'm sure you all want to hear what really happened in my week, as sure as I am I'll be G.W. Bush's intern.

It was a week filled with little sleep, lots of work, a hefty helping of Soul Calibur, CD-Writer woes, Panasonic support cocksuckers (I'm being nice, VERY nice), flipped back nails (avec blood) and clothes being washed, I got out the mayo stain.

Why am I posting anything, I have nothing really important to say, ah, guess I'm like everyone else is all. Does anyone know what the hell happened in "The Big Chill"? I keep seeing pieces of this show.

Word of advice, do NOT waste your money to see "Down to Earth", that movie blew more than a 2-dollar hooker. Hmm, anything else swimming around my head, I'm thinking really hard, give me a minute...