talking all night

friday!

made: hockey is back
made: montreal gets the 5th pick, Toronto the 21st! bahaha!
made: sweet chorus pedal won on ebay
made: BBQ tonight at sra's! bring your own sausages!
made: movie night.
made/ruined: that feeling in the pit of your stomach (butterflies?) that isn't quite nervousness or nauseousness, but which is annoying none the less. though it is comforting to remember what it feels like, it's been so long.

Ian, i think you should make better use of your dazzling wealth of useless information

the smell of rotting falafel makes me feel-awful

Well I've been up to Paris,
and I've slept in a park.
Went down to Barcelona,
someone broke in my car.
And I'll search the world over
for my angel in black.
Yeah, I'll search the world over
for a Euro-trash Girl.

Took the train down to Athens,
and I slept in a fountain.
Some Swiss junkie in Turin
ripped me off for my cash.
Yeah, I'll search the world over
for my angel in black.
Yeah, search the world over
for a Eurotrash Girl.

The CRS on the metro
shook me down for a bribe.
On my knees for the sergeant
when my passport arrived.
Yeah, I'll search the world over
for my angel in black.
Yeah, I'll search the world over
for a Euro-trash Girl

Euro-trash Girl, Euro-trash girl.
Euro-trash Girl, Euro-trash girl.

Called my mom from a payphone
I said "I'm down to my last."
She said "I sent you to college...
now go call your dad."
And the waitress that he married,
well she hung up the phone.
You know she never did like me,
but I can stand on my own.

Sold my plasma in Amsterdam.
Spent it all in a night,
buying drinks at the Melk Weg
for a soldier in drag.
And I'll search the world over
for my angel in black.
Yeah, I'll search the world over
for a Eurotrash Girl

Euro-trash Girl, Euro-trash girl.
Euro-trash Girl, (I'm a) Euro-trash girl.

Yeah, I'll search the world over
for my angel in black.
Yeah, I'll search the world over
for a Eurotrash Girl

Got a tattoo in Berlin
(and a case of the crabs).
A rose and a dagger
on the palm of my hand.
And I'll search the world over
for my angel in black.
Yeah, I'll search the world over
for a Eurotrash Girl.

Euro-trash Girl, Euro-trash girl.
Euro-trash Girl, (I'm a) Euro-trash girl.

Yeah, I'll search the world over
for my angel in black.
Yeah, I'll search the world over
for a Eurotrash Girl.

ruined: leaving the remnants of a falafel in the garbage in my room and leaving the door closed for 3 days while i was in the west. my room smells like nastiness!

haha.. i was just watching the Discordia doc on CBC about the whole Palestinian/Isreal shit a few years back... those crazy CSUers!

Benq = Ben ? ;)

luckily i never had a single proble (knock on wood)

although my dad was arrested on pot-related charges (deservingly so). had i still been working for him it could have been me.

but it's really ridiculous. he was selling shitloads of pot and all he got a a small fine and a slap on the wrist. of course i was happy about that, but it just seems like the law is so lop-sided.

Mr Ishihara is accused of saying he was not surprised French did not qualify as an international language, as it was "a language which cannot count numbers".


-- what does he mean by this?

have fun Caro!!
for your sake, i hope you they carry the Captain's Spiced Rum over there in the maritimes!!

... pretty good body for a grandma though!

i think she's a GILF!

my EYES!!!!!!!!! melting!!!!!!!!!!!!! NOooooooooooooooooooooooo

well....the soundtrack looks good

made: good week-end after a solid week of work
made: drinks at Drugstore. assaulting someone who i thought to be soumaya, then Jasmin, then realising it was their other sister!
made: they played The Cure! hehe
made: discovering and downloading such interesting music these days...

ruined: must.save.money...soon?

sorry about that huge motherfucker - though i'm sure some people will be happy!

is it me, or are charlize theron's legs TOO long and skinny? is that possible?

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psh... leave it to quebecers to rename a perfectly fine street (Dorchester) after a seperatist (Rene Levesque) because it was too english sounding

i'm so jealous! i tried the real Budweiser in Prague and it was fucking great!

glad to hear you didn't get blown up!

i'm currently on an Irvine Wlesh bender - i'm reading Porno and Filth. i alternate depending on my mood.

lifeguard butt!

as i said in the other thread: fuck this shit. no bombing England!! god forbid one of these militant fucks should kill Robert Smith, then they'd have me on their hands.

fuck this shit. keep the terrorist attacks on US soil and leave my London out of it. stupid wankers!

Kasabian - Club Foot

made: The Cure playing three depressing songs at live 8. songs with lines like: 'i really don't know what i'm doing here',
'it doesn't matter if we all die' and 'giving up and going on are both the same dead end to me'.... ok Robert..DROP THE DEBT - YEAH! haha. that's why i love 'em!
made: beautiful day. and so much going on tonight
made: slowly paying off my credit card
made: ordering all kinds of crazy shit on ebay
made: trish, devon,jess, jeff and noah popping in! yay
made: jess cutting my bangs!! jess you are so thuper!

the crowd at the Barrie Live 8 show booing because they just announced that they were going live to Las Vegas for Celine Dion! heheheeeee

watching Live 8... laughing at Bob Geldof... tediously awaiting The Cure to close out the Paris show

Love Doves... man those were great,

as dirty as they were, power peaches always gave me my money's worth!

for cokeheads?

There are no more barriers to cross. All I have in common with the uncontrollable and the insane, the vicious and the evil, all the mayhem I have caused and my utter indifference toward it I have now surpassed. My pain is constant and sharp and I do not hope for a better world for anyone, in fact I want my pain to be inflicted on others. I want no one to escape, but even after admitting this, there is no catharsis, my punishment continuous to allude me and I gain no deeper knowledge of myself no new knowledge can be extracted from my telling. This confession has meant nothing

it was actually Golden Boy and Miss Kitten - my bad

hehe... moderators rule!! :)

i have it on this godawful looking pink compilation CD called Futurism. dunno if that helps

shit! i guess i should have read the article and fred's post before i spewed out that nonsense!

Kasabian - Club Foot

Rippin Kitten by The Hacker & Miss Kitten. i like that song too!