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My fascination with high speed Internet has finally abated. Involuntarily, of course, no thanks to damn Telus and an absence of ports in my area, whatever the hell that means. No matter, because of this, I have learned to become more patient. I have learned that seeing pornography in increments is much more enticing than the instant pleasure all you other folk get. There’s much to be said for mystery. There’s much to be said. Ha! My mp3 collection has halted and this may be a good thing, because I am finally getting excited about buying CDs again. Today, I went into Canada’s cheapest new CD shop, A&B Sound, and purchased not one... not two... ...but three new CDs!!!!: The Pixies - Surfer Rosa Beach Boys - Pet Sounds OutKast - Speakerboxxx I felt like it was Boxing Day and I had nothing better to do than to shop. I felt so trendy and so trashy at the same time. I am also guilty of buying an Elton John and an America CD only a couple weeks prior. But shhh... don’t tell anyone. It’s my one guilty pleasure so let me have it. I should really be buying things like cleaning detergents for my apartment, maybe a vacuum cleaner, maybe another pair of pajama pants, considering there are three gaping holes in the front crotchal area (far be it from me to guess how those gnawed holes appeared). I could also use some shirts, given that I am the Sloppiest Eater in the Worldtm (you can find me at better retailers around you) and all my shirts have some sort of grease stain on them. But I maintain that I’m a po’ girl. And I would rather be dirty, all mangled with parasites and grease stains than be without music. And with the condition of my apartment, it not being cleaned in over two months, this is pretty sad. And the worst of it all is that I have helmet hair and I refuse to pay $30 for a decent cut. In fact, right now I have The Worst Hair in the Worldtm (you couldn’t even buy a style like this). Help.
Compliment? I Think Not. 2003-12-09 | 11:53 p.m. Guy: You know, my partner really likes you. Me: Oh yeah? Guy: Yeah, he keeps saying that you're his favourite **name of work** person. Me: Cool - I think he's a great guy too! Guy: Yeah, well, he tends to be interested in people that other people don't notice. I'm sensing that this isn't a compliment.
And I feel fine....... - 2004-02-23 |