All it takes is my pretty face and my gangsta wit

So I had a huge post written up all about my weekend and the Beatnuts concert I went to last night and everything, but I deleted it by accident. Now I have nothing much to say. For a recap of my office Christmas party please see Evan's blog, as this will save me having to hash it out again.

for my thoughts on the Beatnuts show please stick around as I am going to try and summon the mental energy needed to redo this all at some point tonight. As a disclaimer for that last sentence, I am a very unreliable person and I wouldn't count on me to follow through on anything. Luckily though, I do not have any plans for tonight and so long as no one phones to go get smashed and I don't become glued to the couch, I should be able to pull this off. I will also try to pull off doing laundry and making a real supper. I have lofty ambitions. Working against these ambitions is the fact that I choose to take advantage of my flexible work schedule today and not show up to work until 9. Now I have to stay until at least 6, which means I won't get home till 7 or some ungodly hour such as that. I am uncertain if that is worth the extra hour of sleep.

On a completely unrelated and inappropriate note, word on the street is that Rob has a sure thing lined up with an 18 year-old this weekend. That is awesome. See, being able to share things like this with the world is what makes me glad my parents don't care/know about my blog. That and I feel no need to be a wannabe Tipper Gore like Dave. This makes the comments I get awesome, like when Josh was writing about the best sex he ever had with one of the gold diggers. That is mint.

Alright I should go now.

Peace.

I’ll give you the loveliest beating you’ve ever had

Tonight I am going to try and get some Halo 2 in. I should be able to do this due to the fact that Tim is going to be shitshowing it up at Cowboys and D has no interest in the giant television.

I’m hoping that I can catch a few people online, but I have no idea what my crew’s schedules are like. I have been seriously negligent in my duties to KFAS and as such I feel the need to start playing more often. Especially after I dropped all that money to set this shit up. It is however ridiculously fun and honestly the only reason I have talked to Paul since I left. That is brutal I know, but it is hard to keep in touch with folks. I am hoping I can see lots of people over Christmas because I got a pretty good long stay for a kid in the first year of his job.

Things aside from not playing enough Halo that have been bothering me include: the lack of an electronic musical device with which to listen to music obnoxiously loud on the bus, the fact that I bailed on what has so far been my only chance to go snowboarding this year, no one to go see hardcore shows with here, the cost of alcohol at most drinking establishments is not commiserate with my salary, and most of all, having to get up early just to catch the slowest bus in the world. I can see downtown from my bedroom window, yet it takes the bus ½ an hour to get there. Bloody ridiculous.

One more random thing that is bothering me, despite the greatness that is Sunday, Bloody Sunday, all U2 songs actually sound the same. It’s remarkable, and kind of off-putting. Their new song is so very generic that I am left feeling disappointed in their entire catalogue. I have no idea why.

Peace.

Stay ghetto if you must, but remember to get out

So I have a little time at work right now and I thought I would write a little something about a topic that is relevant to everyone who reads this blog: Dizzee Rascal's new album. I dunno if I ever made anyone listen to Boy in Da Corner, but I definitely should have. For the ignorant Dizzee is a British emcee who spits as like Busta Rhymes on some other shit. The frantic rhymes aren't the only difference between Dizzee and most American rappers these day (although it is nice to hear something other than slowass Lloyd Banks style raps, and Lil' Jon's screaming) as Dizzee raps over these grimy garage style drum and bass tracks. I'm sure that appeals to everyone, but I have to tell you that Dizzee's new cd is the only one in my cd player these days. To put some context around that statement I recently purchased the following cds and they continue to be passed over for "Showtime":

- Mos Def - the new danger
- Talib Kweli - the beautiful struggle
- k-os - joyful rebellion
- Snoop Dogg - R&G: The Masterpiece (as if anyone out there isn't feeling "Drop it like its hot". That beat kills me.)

Anyways, as you can see this is a line-up of serious heavyhitters (at least in terms of who I listen to), and Dizzee surpasses them all. I figure that is a good spot to end this infomercial, so on to other matters.

Work has been going well recently because I have finally fallen into a groove. I roll in everyday about 15 minutes late, check my e-mail for a half-hour (I count other people's blogs as e-mails cos none of those folks ever send me anything), and then get down to work. Work mostly involves phoning people to get information and waiting for them to get back to me. In the meantime I take on small jobs from others so that I can be busy until my information comes in. Then all of a sudden everything comes in and I swamped for a bit. That is normally around when I lose my motivation and start doing crap like posting in my blog. Then I have worked piled up until I get motivation, normally the next morning or something. After I am done pissing around I piss around some more until I can make a casual exit while everyone else keeps working.

So now it’s about 45 minutes later and I just caused some stupid shit and was getting like 10 e-mails a minute from people way too far up for me to be talking to. That was wicked. All that I said about leaving before everyone else is out the window for today. I gotta cut this off and sort this crap out now.

Peace.

I don't know about yall but I know about us

Evan pointed out today that this page has been quite dead as of late. I apologize and should know better than this as I check everyone else's blog daily. Hypocrite indeed. My main excuse is that I write these long journal type posts while I am on the bus and then have no time to type the bastards out when I get home. Apparently this is a flawed methodology.

The new plan is to randomly type out shorter, poorly conceived ideas so that I look all prolific and can harass people who don't update as often. Anyways, my monetary difficulties continue due to lack of will power. That combined with consistent poor judgment. And I wouldn't change anything for the world. My most recent retarded purchase was the kr3w big jacket. No one likes it so far except me.

See this is what happens when I try and post shit without thinking about it first. I end up with not too much to say and what I do say is nothing important. If anyone was looking at this for something to read you should go check out what the Sports Guy on espn had to say about Artest's sweet action this past weekend.

I'll see if I can get up something better tomorrow during work.

Peace.

This alki style’ll fuck your ear up

It has been a little while since I posted in here and I am not even sure why. Its not like I have been terribly busy of late, or that I have done anything exceptionally cool most nights. I guess Halo 2 did come out, and I can't remember if I ever commented on it, but I have enjoyed it so far. Playing online with KFAS brings me back to the days of Myth, which I have already documented as some of my favourite times. Unfortunately, as was the case with the first Halo, I am not very good. I am hoping to rectify this through much online play prior to the Christmas vacation, as I am sure some Halo will be going down there. If not, I break kneecaps.

Work is going pretty good these days as I have a firmer grip on what I am supposed to be doing. Of course this is now the final week for me at this client so I get to start all over on Monday.

Snowboarding fell through on Saturday due to Bourassa's inability to keep a schedule. If you plan on leaving at 10:30 there is no need to go out for breakfast at 11. That's all I really have to say about that.

VIBEfest is this weekend and I am fairly certain that I am one of the only people who is excited to go. I won't need to head out to this on my own or anything, but I am pumped to see K-OS and as ridiculous as it sounds, I am also excited to see Lil' Flip. I've never been to a big hip-hop show and I think this one should be good. Plus that Game Over song is just so damn good.

I feel kinda bad that I don't have any brilliant social commentary to share with any of you about how dumb people in Regina are, or how white supremacists run the US. Also, I realize everyone has been waiting with baited breath for my thoughts on Yasser Arafat's death. Unfortunately, the only news item that I have paid any is the death of one Dirt McGirt possibly better know as ODB. That shit sucks. That dude was great and I had heard word that Wu were gonna do a full on tour in the near future. I can't see them doing that any more. See, without ODB the world would never have know that Wu-Tang is for the children. And that would be a travesty.

It ain’t all about the money

Yesterday was a big day for me. I bought my Endeavour Live 159 from the source. This board is spectacular. I had planned on buying it at Doug’s where I get a marginal discount, however after factoring in the cost of the ride home and all that jazz it was not economically sound. I now must determine what bindings I want, and pray that someone un-robs my house, leaving tons of cash in it for me to spend. I actually have a planned list of expenditures that are all snowboard related, however they are getting put on hold until after Christmas because I need to buy a couple people some gifts. Damn.

Speaking of gifts, I ordered presents for my parent’s birthdays way back in Rocktober from some dude in Scotland and have yet to receive them. I kinda thought they should be here by now, even if he sent them by tugboat, but they have yet to make an appearance. I am starting to think some mangy Scotsman hosed me. Quite disappointing. I am also now unsure as to whether it is required to buy them another gift, or if trying to get one and getting screwed is good enough. Tough.

Another thing I feel I should touch on is the delicious Halo 2. This game is worth every penny I spent on it, and the other tiny items that are being collected to facilitate it’s playing. Today I am off to Radio Shack in search of a cable splitter so Tim quits yelling at me for moving his TV around. I am also expecting my router from Paul sometime soon. This will prevent me from monopolizing all sources of media in my house and prevent my roommates from hating me so much. Rad.

On a completely different note, I hope these dark clouds around here mean that it is snowing in the mountains. Sunshine is set to open tomorrow, and while I won’t be taking my new board out on the rocks yet, I do have my old shitty board set to roll. This is gonna be one of the best winters ever (if I don’t get worked to death). I think McFinnangly and his crew are up here for the weekend, and that means I may be able to hitch a ride to Canmore. That would be terrific. Needless to say, I can’t really afford a trip out there until I actually get my next paycheque (most of which I spent last night). This does not concern me however, as saving for retirement or whatever it is people save their money for is not a major concern of me. Live fast and die young and whatever else goes along with that saying. I am obviously following this by choosing a career as an accountant. Stimulating.

More thoughts:
- I need a real computer so as to abuse the music industry.
- This girl in procurements is looking particularly fetching today.
- I still haven’t seen Mean Girls, but I can bet you it is a great movie
- Cowboys on Thursday nights is becoming a weekly house ritual
- Attempts to stay sober are continually thwarted by my friends’ good intentions
- Work goes way faster when you are actually working
- I am flying solo to the Christmas party, and likely will do the same for the remainder of my career at EY
- It’s been too cloudy to see the mountains from work the past few days
- I talk to my parents at most once every two weeks now, and I am not sure if that is their fault or mine
- I get to see the Beatnuts and it will be great

That’s it. Peace.

If not an intricate plot will be my fill in

(once again this is a post that was written a couple of days ago and never posted)

I was trying to write my e-mail to the 438 group tonight but I am just not very funny. This e-mail is pretty much a roast between Bourassa, Evan, Rob and myself. The problem I am having is that I am pretty much the only one who has done stupid things lately. This leaves me an easy target, but doesn't help when I am trying to do the burning. This e-mail may take a while to get made.

I am having serious money issues right now. Its not really that I am going to go broke or anything, but I appear to be spending lots and I can't figure out where it is going. I figure I am losing most of it. I need a better wallet. A bulletproof one. Ghostface style.

The monetary issue right now is how to pay for the joy that will be Halo 2. The game will run about $80, and then I need a live account which is another $75. Then I need a wireless router for another $150, and then the wireless connection for the X-box. This all amounts to one large kick in the mean bean machine. It will be rough. To compound this I just purchased a snowboard for about $600, and now I need bindings for another $250. Good thing I get paid on the 15th because that money is getting spent too damn fast.

Someone needs to slow me down.

Peace.

Do you want to live or do you want to exist?

It's been a while since I had the opportunity to write on the bus, but I got off work a little early today and managed to get on the 106. I feel like I could go into a lengthy rant on the election, but I'm sure someone else will do it more eloquently. I do however want to point out that I am more or less disgusted at the results of the gay marraige votes. I think that is sad, and it reflects poorly on the people who live in those states.

After taking a few minutes to prevent myself from spinning off on some ill-informed and poorly executed tangent, I have decided I should discuss the pants I just bought. I thought they were grey, but it turns out they are aqua-marine. I think these may be the most ridiculous dress pants ever. I now need to purchase a tie that is equally retarded and pretend I am fashionable.

A bunch of people (my roommates and the British Petrol crew) are heading to Cowboys in approximately 45 minutes. The very same cowboys where waitresses get loans for fake boobs, and they have limits on how many minorities can come in at once. Yes I know, sounds fabulous. Either way I enjoyed my last experience at the bar (see Tequila on Halloween) and have even thought to joining them. I am a huge sell out. The siren call of alcohol and too many girls is very hard to resist.

Bah. I'm bad at decisions and I have a headache. On a plus side Louise opens this weekend and Brehon is gonna come out and pick me up. Cool.

Peace.

Crack addicts, crack windows, crack wood

(This should have been posted last night. I apologize.)

Taking a small break from work right now, although things such as taking breaks appear to be discouraged here. Granted I have started utilizing my full lunch hour, because I recognize that this is a luxury I will not be afforded in the coming busy season. Wow does that ever sound like hell on wheels, and as it gets closer the more I contemplate bailing out. I’m not especially adept at working hard, and this is an even larger problem when I am tired. I expect I will be tired from January until the end of April. Fuck ya.

Other than me being at work right now not too much is going on. Today Evan brought up the prospect of going to see the Rider game in Edmonton this weekend, which sounds spectacular to me, especially if we can convince Mr. Voice to make an appearance. That would be a shit show extraordinaire. I have found that due to laziness on Sunday’s and my roommates gambling addiction I have been watching lots of football lately. Enough that I have an idea what is going on, and have almost even picked a team to root for. This is odd because previously I had given football a wide berth. The closest I ever got to enjoying a football game was getting drunk with Ash’s dad at Maguires during the last Vanier Cup the U of S played in. Seeing as they got stomped I feel my enjoyment probably came more from the alcohol and hot wings than anything else.

If you recall one of my previous posts, I mentioned how excited I was for Halloween because I was going ot be the one giving out candy. Well the day started off good as there were no signs of a hangover from the previous nights activities, in fact all that remained from the night before was a hell of a lot of red bull that was still making its way through my system. The next good thing was that as Tim was flipping through the channels before football started he happened across The Nightmare Before Christmas. This is damn close to being one of my favourite movies ever, and I haven’t seen it in a long time. I even own the damn thing, it just happens to be an old VHS and I don’t own a VCR. Either way, my roommates had never witnessed its greatness os I made them watch a bit of it. Great way to start your day. Unfortnbuately the rest of Halloween didn’t play out quite as well.

Tim and I had bought lots of candy the day before, not wanting to run out before all the kids were gone. We still have lots of candy. I don’t know if it is our neighbourhood, or Calgary as a whole, but something was definitely lacking last night. We live in a neighbourhood I believed had lots of children in it, but apparently there are only 3. That’s right, we only had 3 trick-or-treaters all night long. I was incredibly disappointed. What the hell is this world coming to when only 3 kids come by all night? Fucking disgusting. Needless to say, some parents need to step the fuck up and get their kids out there collecting candy. This situation is unacceptable.

That appears to be a good enough rant for now, so I am going to start working again. Awesome.

Keep it right.