minus fifty points

Alright, so I know this guy named Flu.

He let us stay at his house for Warped Tour.
He invited me out for good music and two dollar beers for his birthday.
He came to town to fly kites for mine.

I got an e-mail from him over the May 24th weekend asking someone to come out and take him away somewhere else, anywhere else in fact.

So what do I do?
I put it off for a day.
Then another day.
Then I decide to drive down to Niagara Falls to be a good friend to someone else.
Then when I get back in town and am supposed to be getting the car ready to drive up to Barrie with beer and movies and people, I get distracted by another friend who happens to be a girl who I happen to be quite fond of and bail on the whole plan and have only myself to blame.

Now on the one hand, nobody other than myself knew about the drive to Barrie/surprise Flu plan, and I could fully pretend like it never existed and thus not look like a long-weekend asshole, but I can’t play the game like that, so this was my confession.

In my head, everything I think of doing counts whether I actually do it or not.
It’s a tricky way of keeping score because it’s all full of double negatives and imaginary numbers and if I could ever figure out a way to put it on a coloured graph I would be my own hero and probably yours too, and I could start up a whole relationship-quotient graphing company and get paid to help everyone keep track of their interaction levels with the world on a plus/minus scale.

I’d probably make more money with that that I ever could with buttons.
But then, making buttons isn’t about making money.

liquid proportions

Still haven’t heard back from the other schools yet.
Not really sure what to think about that.
York was my fallback choice and they wouldn’t let me in which has got me wondering what I’ll spend the year doing if I don’t get accepted anywhere.

Let’s change topics.

I made up some drinks for a roadtrip to Kingston tonight.
Gatorade el Diablo.

It’s a third of a bottle of Gatorade with three shots of tequila topped off with half a Monster energy drink.

All of the drinks I make are essentially the same thing only with different types of alcohol.
My favourite is the Jagermonster but I just wasn’t feeling the Jager tonight.

Application Status

Program
Faculty Of Arts, B.A., Hons. English

Session
Fall/Winter 2006

Decision
Reviewed - unsuccessful - Insufficient Academic Preparation

Next Steps
Go somewhere else, probably somewhere better, get fancy piece of paper complete with my name/official stamp of the better school, use paper to land less crappy job for a while, publish book written while attending said better school, influence young minds, get invited to come to York as a guest speaker at some fancy shindig, flip them off, laugh for a while whilst sipping brandy in my tree fort in the woods.

will work for money

Person: “Oh, you’re unemployed?”

Me: “Yeah, only for a few weeks now though.”

Person: (in their head) “Wow, I’m better than you. Yessss.”

Me: “Fuck right off, I’m on vacation.”
And then “I should probably get a new job.”
Followed by “You can still fuck off though.”

That was also all said in my head.

What’s with our need to define ourselves through such unrepresentative means?

I don’t really like to talk about myself.
I don’t really like to sell myself.
I like to come into the conversation at the halfway point, where everybody else already knows who I am and I never have to impress anyone or let them down and they just accept me as is and then we move on and discuss cool ideas and write stories together.

Yeah, universal acceptance and appreciation would be sweet.
A little awe would be nice too, but only sometimes.

what's a job?

This seems like as good a time as any to let out a little secret I’ve been keeping from the world.

I’m pretty much a nerd.

Not in the awesome “can code php and html and java and c++++++++ in the blink of an eye to create mind-bending websites” way though.
I’m learning slightly, but obviously not fast enough or else working on my corporate website wouldn’t be taking so long and I’d be spending more time here.

Nope, I’m more of a video game playing, book reading nerd who enjoys things that are clever or ironic.
I like to fly kites and ride bikes and lie down in the middles of fields to look at the stars.
I prefer sitting to standing, especially if it’s cross-legged in the middle of the sidewalk/hallway/doorway.

Apparently I’ve been looking forward to the release of Final Fantasy Advent Children in North America for more than a year now and I’ve been to the video store three times since Friday hoping they’d have a copy in and today they did and I watched it and was happy.

I don’t even know if it was really any good, but it brought back memories and that’s always a good time.
I’m already enjoy nostalgia at twenty-one.
I’m not sure that’s a good sign.

a second unveiling

So I’ve really been pushing this upcoming announcement recently.
It’s been a bit of a laugh. I’ve had a good time building up hopes and dreams and doing my best to pique your curiosity.

But I guess I knew it couldn’t last forever.
Eventually I’d have to pull through with some big news or else some feelings would get hurt. So the suspense is going to come to an end. Right now…

…as I introduce you to my shiny new company and then set it free into the jungle of commerce and information that is the Internet.

We’re called Pinned.
We make buttons.
We sometimes talk in the third person for legal reasons.

Come check us out at www.pinned.ca and help us fulfill our goal of hegemonic world domination. Through buttons.

behind the scenes

A funny thing about suspense:
It’s all about expectation.

A funny thing about accomplishment:
It’s a very subjective feeling.

A funny thing about subjectivity:
It’s everywhere.

Are you ready?