This Is The Most Public of My Many Humiliations

Monday, September 19, 2005

So, I am blogging at 1 am
entertaining.

So today i got the worst...I am talking the absolute worst tan lines ever from wearing a life vest for the past few days.
Also, going to a strip club in orlando, is like going to sunday school compared to what it is like to goto strip clubs in montreal.
There is absolutly no contact between said stripper and said client.
They dont get nude. and have to wear nipple tape on the nipples. It was the strangest thing i have ever seen. They looked like nips but they weren't.
It would make a lot more sense if they wore pasties, not things that look exactly like nipples but arent.
Meh, i feel that i am to stressed over this matter.
Jeb Bush sucks.
xanex rules.

killed softly at 9/19/2005 01:21:00 AM

Saturday, September 17, 2005

The surf expo was kinda boring today. I would have much rather been at the beach or riding. Its now 9pm, I as still without dinner, and I am starting to get really hungry.

I met that dude last night, Dean green the dancing machine. He is retarded or something I think. I m not really sure though, but he does know how to make an ass of himself, that is forsure.
He gave me his card so I can email him the pictures. I will try to interview him. Or something.
This guy is gold.
His card says he is available to rent for any party scene.
ha,

killed softly at 9/17/2005 09:08:00 PM

Thursday, September 15, 2005

So i am in orlando... This place is such a tourist trap. Though i had an amazing day today wakeskating on the wire park they have here. Its pretty fun. kinda wish i was there right now....
I will be back sometime next week. Im here to check out the Surf Expo. Its pretty sweet that the hurricane didnt hit here. i am feeling very lucky right now.. if any one in the florida area knows where a good casino is. Hit me up.

killed softly at 9/15/2005 05:23:00 PM

Saturday, September 10, 2005

You were what I wanted, I gave what I gave.

When I see two flowers together, it makes me think of better times. I am really reaching back for good memories today. Its fucked up how the mind uses memories to make us happy when we are not. Well at least it tries too. Any happy memory is surrounded by a bitter sweet shell.
Now rewind quite a few years. Your humble narrator was a coked out movie star* I was still in highschool, and deeply in love with my girlfriend at the time. We used to do everything together. Party every weekend, do coke, fuck all night, drink till one of us became so drunk that we would have to go home. I was really happy then, I had a partner, someone who was my equal. Someone to share my emotions, my thoughts, and most importantly my fears.
She was really caring and understanding of me when I broke my knee. She was better then any nurse could have been. She stayed in all summer with me, watching movies, getting me food, and just caring for me. Now that I think back on this, I wonder why she would have done all of this for me.
I always questioned her love for me. Me being a druggie, with no plans for the future, and her being a beautiful young women, an amazing artist with the world at her finger tips.
So many little things seem to remind me of her: Anytime I see a pair of flowers blowing freely in the wind her name comes to my mind.

*Way more delusions then grandeur back then.

killed softly at 9/10/2005 11:37:00 AM

Thursday, September 08, 2005

My life is like a car crash: Everyone loves to watch the shit go down, but no one wants to get involved.

So maybe a change of scenery will help. I am now no longer living at home.
I am still in my home town though. I find it relaxing to be alone, though I get lonely fairly quickly. Its strange what the mind will do to counter-act boredom. I have been reading a lot more. The Life of Pi, is a great book, but I would have to say my absolute favorite book right now is: How to Win Friends and Influence People. I haven't been able to put this thing down. I know a lot of people have read it, have you? And did you find it overly usefully?
I really think everyone should read it. The book seems to help people, since over 15 million copies have been sold since the late 30's. The author really has a grip on human nature.

As you can tell I was lacking ideas for a post.

EDIT........

Does anyone out there remember the show Kenny Vs Spenny?
Im basically talking to canadians, cause it was on the good ol cbc.
but if americans know about it too that would be sweet. cause that was probably the best show ever made.
any ways ill get to my point.
check out this funnny game.
well it will be funny if you know the show.
kinda stupid if you dont.

killed softly at 9/08/2005 11:51:00 AM

Saturday, September 03, 2005

all of that time you thought I was sad, I was trying too remember your name.

I always think I have something to write about on here. I have some really cool pictures to upload and show off. My sleeping patterns are totally fucked, I have been up all night and sleeping all day since I returned from Montreal.
I don't really know why, I haven't been using and drugs that would cause me to stay up past my bed time.
I am strugling to find the cord for my camera, so no pictures for now. Well maybe I will just re-use one from a while ago.

That is Greg and The James' old apartment in Montreal.. I don't have any recent pictures from Montreal on my computer because of the lack of my cord.
I am buying a new computer tomorrow, im turning to a Mac. I have a feeling I will love it. I think I was born to use one of those over priced, trendy machines.

killed softly at 9/03/2005 11:02:00 PM

Thursday, September 01, 2005

So after three nights of being parked in a no parking zone, Masta's coke van was finally towed. We realized this, as we were about to leave this morning.
Masta(being a broke-ass) was worried about how much the tow was going to cost him, and about his job security. Because if his boss found out he took the work truck to montreal, and got it towed, i myself am pretty sure he would get canned like tuna.

Masta called the tow truck place, and played all cool like he was making a delivery in Montreal... Though the truck had Ontario plates on it. It tured out that, the tow trucks had just moved it around the corner, because they were doing street work.
I wanted to stay the night to see junior sanchez.

killed softly at 9/01/2005 12:28:00 PM

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