The wall

Just watched it.

ha

so, last night i had Jen, Calista, Scott (for a while) and Chris Paps (?) over. it was fun. we went to tim hortons to wait for chris, and at one point this guy came over and asked us (3 girls) how old we were and if we liked hot tubs.

stupid boys.

but it was fun. we went swimming at midnight in calistas pool, scott was scary. then we hung out in her basement, scott was wierd. and it was cool. the stars were out, so i enjoyed them.
we watched fight club after we drove scott home, it was good, but people were calling thismorning. FRIGGEN PEOPLE.

i hate phones so much. why? because its never for me, duh! and because i hate dealing with these stupid kids who keep calling the house, middle of the day
"Is gord on his way? I have a lesson with him."
"I don't know, he doesn't come home between lessons or anything."
"Does he have a cellphone?"
"No, sorry."
"Does he call or anything?"
"No"
"Can you get in touch with him?"

this is where I think something along these lines:
SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU STUPID MORON.
No, I cannot get in touch with him if he has no cellphone and he doesn't call and the only place he remains is in an always moving vehicle.

dumbasses. i hate dealing with people with stupid question.

OMG!

this woman came to my door this morning while cal et al were still here
i answer the door.
"Hello"
"Hi, Did they sell the house next door yet?"
- my new neighbours moved in last week, the for sale sign is sitting on their front porch still, but it still says SOLD-
"Yeah, they did."
"Oh, for sure?"
"yes"
"Oh darn. Did they move in yet?"
"Yeah, last week."
"OH! well darn, I was going to look at it, but i guess its too late"

duh

well, i have to ask this: Where do people get off thinking they can walk up to a persons door, a person they have never met before, and start asking questions about their neighbours house? i mean, ok, i'm friendly, i was nice to her and all that, but still, what the hell? i would never just walk up to a strangers door, knock on it, and drill them retarded questions about the house that was sold nearly three weeks earlier and moved into the previous week. sorry, but im grouchy with people

then again, if i were drunk and around the right people, i might do that...but not alone in my own ignorance.

i shouldn't be a clerk. so many stupid people i'm not even going to start

but, you know, i had a good weekend. saturday really kind of blew ass, but i lived, at least. sigh. see, i dont like the job until certain people, like steve reid, or rod, or other people come in and make it fun. thats the only time i like the job. otherwise, people are cold and uptight and "ooo, i'm rich, i can tell you what to do despite my own stupidity" etc etc

im bitter

lol

parents will be home soon, house is safe and ready. if the bed isn't right from cal sleeping in it, my excuse: the cat was playing with a bag on it and went a little too far

HA!

harumph, aaaalalalalalalaaaaaaa. i enjoy the fact im not working tonight. but god, i feel crappy still. i want to be around my friends! you know, actually, i wouldn't mind hanging out with Josh right now, even though he would be showing off some quality or another, i wouldn't mind that right now.
i miss school. I hate it now, but i miss the time gone by. it was fun, indeed. hard to believe i actually lived that, eh?
well, there she goes.

mm, blue rodeo. thats as close as i get to country, and its not really country, is it? i like 'em, what can I say? i love 'em!

damnit! i have an ulcer, or something, on my lip. grrrrrrrrrr

a good day to you, sir

"you're a detective? good! Help me find my pants"