Thursday, November 27, 2003

The hand-job was perfect...she had lube...he was hot...and just as he reached the pinacle of orgasm...he farted.

Tuesday, November 18, 2003

My wife just called me in to the living room.
'Come check out this chicks rack!'
Marriage can be a good thing.

Monday, November 17, 2003

Shakuhachi festival and concert was this weekend. I ended up as part of the opening part of the concert with fellow students. And who is in the audience?

Linda (head of library at EA)
Kathie (assist to head of HR at EA)
Gary (Head of Paprican - UBC lab where I worked)
and....
William Gibson and his son!!!

I played for William Gibson! We had to get on stage and bow and stuff and my legs were jello.

I'm never going to get on a stage again for the rest of my life!

But that aside, the weekend was amazing and I learned stuff to keep me busy for 2 years or so and met amazing people that I may end up working with on music projects in the near future (ie: A guy who worked with Steve Riech and who want's to get back into electronic music)

Cool.

Thursday, November 13, 2003

kindergarten music reviews

frances: could you turn this off?
sarah: you don't like it?
frances: no.
sarah: a lot of people think this is a great new band.
frances: who thinks that?
sarah: i don't know. music people.
frances: i think it sounds bad. it hurts my head like a hundred dogs.
How did you get this number?
Snap out of it
You're not making any sense
You misunderstand all meaning
I'm not falling for this one
Then whose war is it anyway?
Do just what I tell you
And no one will get hurt
Don't come any closer
You're not listening to this
And just for once could you
Let me finish my sentence?
Make no sudden movements
And no one will get hurt
Now, I've had it up to here
Don't ever try that again
Why are you so quiet so suddenly?
Go on, have it
You're just dying to try me
So, what do we do now?
What do we do now?

"Phone Conversation between the Kidnapper and the Cop" - Edit by Me
How did you get this number?
I can't get my head 'round you
Of course you're not coming over
Snap out of it
You're not making any sense

You couldn't be more wrong, darling
I never gave out these signs
You misunderstand all meaning
Snap out of it
I'm not falling for this one

If love is surrender
Then whose war is it anyway?

Do just what I tell you
And no one will get hurt
Don't come any closer
'Cause I dunno how long I can hold my heart in two

If you think that it's so damn easy
Then what do you need me for?
Just look at the state of you
Babe, snap out of it
You're not listening to this

And just for once could you
Let me finish my sentence?

Do just what I tell you
And no one will get hurt
Don't come any closer
'Cause I dunno how long I can hold my heart in two

Make no sudden movements
And no one will get hurt
You're not coming over
If you know what's good for me
Why would I be leaving you?

Now, I've had it up to here
Don't ever try that again
Why are you so quiet so suddenly?
Go on, have it
You're just dying to try me

Do just what I tell you
And no one will get hurt
Don't come any closer
'Cause I dunno how long I can hold my heart in two

So, what do we do now?
What do we do now?
What do we do now?
What do we do now?

"Psychobabble" by Frou Frou

Wednesday, November 12, 2003

Heh. Know those Crest automatic toothbrushes? The ones you can either hold down the button to operate it manually, or you can click the button down so it spins on its own? ... Well, I'm a big fan of dental hygiene and I carry one of those Crest brushes and a big tube of toothpaste in my backpack when I'm at school [I commute].

I was in my composition class today when suddenly my backpack began to vibrate and purr/hum really LOUD. It was most definately too spastic to be a cellphone, so ppl are looking at me like I have a vibrator in my bag. Ha ha! I said, 'Shoot! Did that thing turn on!' nonchalantly. My male teacher was blushing RED as I reached into my bookbag and slowly pulled out... my toothbrush. I've never seen so many disappointed looks all in one room before.

Tuesday, November 11, 2003

Yesterday I shit with such fury that the force from my ass caused the toilet to flush on its own.

God damn I was proud...still am, actually.
Sign that my (first) marriage should end #24:

She: "I suppose I'd better let you, so you won't go out and rape someone."
I was completely broke and needed some quick cash to feed my nicotine habit. So I took an almost empty bottle of $4.99 shampoo, filled it with water, shook it up real good and took it back to the store and got my money back.

Damn...those sure were some humbling cigarettes.

Monday, November 10, 2003

"I've made a mental note to myself that if I'm still alive on her 82nd birthday, I'm gonna find her and fuck her up the ass.

"Now that's true love and dedication. "


Notice he didn't say if they're both still alive. That is dedication.