Tuesday, August 02, 2005

So awkwardly cast even I could be the star

Is it really worth relating the past two weeks on here? I honestly think that I have provided a negative contribution to the human race ever since Stampede. I have had multiple days where I got home from drinking at 3:00 am, got up for work at 7:00 am, returned home to sleep from 4:00 pm to 9:00 pm and got up to head out drinking again. I have once again spent all the money I have in the world, under the guise of saving for Florida. I realize that doesn’t make any sense, but that is how it went down. The worst part about this is that most of this occurred during training, so I’m not going to write about what little I recall or have been told. I hear leaving work stories off the internet is the way to go.

This Sunday I am leaving for Vancouver for 10 days or so. I’m fairly certain this is not going to help me save any cash, but it will allow me to pursue my lifelong dream of eating at a place called Goo. That sounds kinda bad, but not bad enough to rewrite it. Dimitri and I will be in full effect trying to show these pompous Vancouver kids how to really have fun in their city. I think the plan is to make it out of that week with no police record and Dimitri’s marriage in tact.

On to more entertaining things: I’m not sure how many people read Rob’s slice of the web these days, but today he dropped a bomb involving Evan and a girl from France leaving the Pat together. I don’t know if there has ever been a better set up for a story. I think Evan should post a ridiculously cold break-down of the events leading up to the departure from the bar, and any hijinks afterwards. Unfortunately Evan’s blog is decidedly 14A, and this won’t happen. I’m sure it had something to do with Evan casually tossing out some French after hearing the girl talk, and doing a Dave Quach fist pump when the girl responded. In my mind the rest of the evening plays out like scenes cut from Napoleon Dynamite. I think that is awesome.

So ya, I would write about the cds I bought in the past two weeks, but I don’t think anybody really cares, so I will just list them. I am an effective advertising medium. In the order they were purchased:
- Stars – Set Yourself on Fire
- Iron and Wine – Our Endless Numbered Days
- Painted Thin – And Still They Die of Heartache
- Esthero – Wikked Lil Grrls

I also read the following books in the following order:
- Breakfast of Champions – Kurt Vonnegut
- Lullaby – Chuck Palahniuk
- Harry Potter and The Half Blood Prince – J.K. Rowling
- Shampoo Planet – Douglas Coupland
- My Turf – William Nack (I’m about half way through this)

Needless to say the best book of that lot was Harry Potter. By leaps and bounds. The best CD out of that group is Esthero’s new one. And that is the extent of the media I consumed over the past two weeks.

Peace.

3 Comments:

At 7:49 PM, Blogger EK said...

Set Yourself on Fire is a deadly disk that my iTunes tells me I have spun 12 times in its entirety.

Every few years, my French immersion comes in handy. Don't worry, I'm in a 3-way tie for third in terms of MPAcc dancefloor PDAs. Wigmore is the run-away leader.

The entire Harry Potter franchise is gay.

Rob is such a jerk.

Do we learn anything in training this year?

 
At 7:15 AM, Blogger katevp-a said...

i'm glad to see that harry potter has won your heart justin, i spent 6 hours reading it the other night, and probably at least one hour in tears once i was done. when i first got the book, my mom skipped to the end and said, oh so that's who dies. the nerve of that woman! she visits me once in 3 years only to try and ruin that book for me. sheesh.

kate

 
At 4:05 PM, Blogger caid said...

Dear Evan,

We need to buy Arcade Fire tickets stat.

To this day the only thing I have ever done that I am proud of is becoming officially bilingual.

I won't stand for anyone calling Harry Potter gay. Especially not someone who leaves for a weekend but makes sure to video tape 17-18 year old boys hugging old men. That is fucking creepy.

Rob is technically a douchebag, but jerk works.

Training is asinine. It would have been sweet 10 months ago before I did all the shit they taught me how to do last week.

Peace.

 

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