july is almost over

I finally decide to get back into this again and my network goes all crazy-like and won't allow me internet access until this second. Fortunately, I'm one of those optimist type folk, and am pretty much just glad that it's finally working.

Pffft.

Okay so that above text was written several hours ago before a friend of mine came over and started throwing shit at my window 'cause I wouldn't answer my cellphone. We're talking rocks at the windowpane, whisper-shouting my name, flashing the headlights stuff, like the kind of things I used to do for my old girlfriend.

Let me tell you, this guy is the shit.

So he comes by and tells me to come outside for a second. Based on past experience, I ask if I'll need shoes and he says yes and five minutes later we're at the bar and he's saying "Oh! I forgot you had to work in the morning."

Again, this guy is my hero.

So basically I'm just finishing this up. I hate to leave something half-done, and I've missed the internet these past few weeks, and mostly just wanted to say that I'm glad to have you all back. I'll talk to you all soon.

twoonie tuesday

I just opened a sleeve of soda crackers and they exploded everywhere. The entire surface of this room is now covered with salted tops.

A whole bunch of ultra-cool people dropped by tonight and we drank some drink and talked some talk, and earlier one of the aforementioned people and I were at Queen and Spadina and hot dogs were a dollar and I was blown away and now I want to sew my own sweaters out of vintage clothes and leprechaun powder.

time is just numbers

I just walked up the stairs carrying a beer in one hand and a burning hot casserole dish of nachos in the other and I didn’t spill. Not a thing.

The house is going to be mostly empty of people other than myself this week and being alone I’ve decided, is pretty much the most relaxing thing in the world. Occasionally the most bored-making thing too, but right now I’m just basking in the sweet sweet solitude.

This morning I lost the ability to tell time and woke up after an hour’s worth of sleep thinking I was late for work and jumped out of bed and freaked out for like ten minutes while staring at the clock and trying to figure out what it said and how I’d slept through my alarm. Plus I couldn’t remember what time it was that I usually get up for work or how to check or set my alarm clock.

So I woke up every half hour until my alarm (already set the night before) went off at six and then I went back to my normal routine of hitting the snooze button until it was almost seven and I no longer had time to shower before work.

Being unemployed had its perks.

one brilliant paperclip

Today I asked a pirate if all of this was just a game.
He said “The seas look rough.”
I asked him what he meant by that and he answered “Nay scallywag.”
Fucking pirates.
I was also given a pet dinosaur and he is tiny right now but I put him underwater and now he is going to grow bigger and bigger over the next forty-eight hours until he could eat you.

All in all it’s been a pretty good weekend, though I spent far less time out of bed and in the sun than I’d planned. I have an untouched two-four keeping itself cold in the fridge, but I’ll make friends with it later because right now the crazy orange moon in the sky is telling me to go to bed.

Oh, but first I’d like to mention how awesome it is that Kyle MacDonald managed to convince a whole town to welcome him home, build him a monument, and give him a key to their city.
I think it’s neat.

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Antisocial as fuck lately.