fine then.

Since all the cool kids are doing it (well, the 2 coolest, anyway).

Four Jobs I have had
Bay cleaner at Hughes carwash
night shift guy at Superstore
some other things which I wouldn't really call jobs, but probably could
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Four Movies I can watch over and over again
Kill Bill
Terminator 2
Evil Dead
Signs


Four places I have lived
Edmonton
Adelaide, Australia
Stony Plain(ish) Alberta
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Four TV shows I love
Arrested Development
Seinfeld
Home Movies
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Four places I’ve vacationed
There probably aren't four places. I don't vacation.

Four of my favourite dishes
Perogies (from my grandma)
Classic combo from KFC
chicken cordon blue (spelled wrong? made by my mom)
Kraft Dinner (only if I make it, everyone else fucks it up, I swear to christ)

Four sites I visit daily
IMDb
Nintendorks
various blogs (these count as one. fuck off)
BBC news (why them? I'm not sure)

Four places I would rather be right now
Iceland
Russia
The moon
some place secret

Four things I do with my fingers
point
flip people off
type
tap on things

Four embarrassing things I've done
Thought about this for a bit. I don't really know.

My four quotes

I don't do quotes

Four People I'd like to kill (or see killed)*

George W Bush
Jack Thompson
Richard Gere (should be dead already, he's like 93, but hey)
The rollings stones (yes, all of them)

ok, so I added the last one to give it a little flavour of my own.

That's pretty much the only quiz/survey you'll ever see posted here, mainly because it's not retarded and it's more personal then a "WHAT KIND OF DOG ARE YOU LOL" type retarded thing with generic questions and canned results.

Wonderful Rainbow

Months ago I made a post about Sleep paralysis.

Since then I've not experienced them...Until last night.

It was the same sort of deal, except I remember trying several times to get out of my bed and run to my door in order to get some help. I cannot count the number of times I tried, only to be pushed back repeatedly onto my bed. When I say "pushed" it was like I was spinning out of control. I'd hear some weird sound and I'd be held down in bed again. I yelled for my mom, my dad, my brother repeatedly. No sounds came out of my mouth.

I also remember thinking to myself "holy fuck, this is real, I'm having a seizure and I need help. It's the middle of the night, and I can't even talk. I'm going to die here. Nobody is going to find me"

Scariest feeling ever.

Eventually I stopped trying to get out of bed, and just laid on my right side at which point I could faintly see something out of the corner of my eye, but the same "pushing" feeling happened everytime I tried to look.

I don't know why, but after running out of ideas I decided I'd try laying on my left side and facing the wall, so I did...And then I woke up. Completely (seriously, it was gross) covered in sweat.

I didn't know where the fuck I was or what I was looking at. Eventually I snapped out of it. I'd never been so relieved in my life, I swear to god.

Usually these things last a few minutes, this one lasted 30 minutes at the LEAST. I know because I made a note of the time I last looked at my clock and the time I was actually awake.

So that's that.

In other news I watched The Weather man today. It was very good. Incredibly depressing in a lot of ways, outright sad and touching in others, and even downright funny at times. It's a very odd, real feeling movie. Pretty damn good.

22

So today is my birthday. Don't care, never really have. I don't like to make a big deal about it.

I'd go on about how I'm another year older and even more lost than before, but I'll spare you all that bullshit.

I went to the doctor on Sunday to see if I could get some kind of idea why I'm so exhausted lately. When I say exhausted, it's not a "oh, you need more sleep" sort of deal, there is something wrong with me, I'm certain.

I know what tired is, and this isn't it. This is something else.

Of course he couldn't tell me anything other then "it looks like you're definitely fighting off some kind of bug" in regards to my sore throat, mostly. About the tiredness, I have to go in for a blood test within the next couple of days, so that's a nice birthday gift.

I really fucking hate when they take my blood. It's beyond creepy to me.

Anyway, I guess they'll be looking at many things, including my blood sugar level. I guess that's my main concern. Diabetes, or some form of it.

I guess it could be a lot of things though, including some fucked up sleep disorder. I really don't even care anymore, I would just like it to stop.

I'm off to bed.

Goodnight moon.

Musical Genius.

A couple months ago I purchased an album by a band called Lightning Bolt. When I first listened to it I came away with the impression that it was crap. I wanted my money back.

However a couple weeks ago I actually listened to it, gave it a fair chance, and my opinion of the band has changed drastically...drastically in that they rank up there with my other favourite bands now.

When you first listen to their songs all you hear is a bunch of LOUD noise, but if you listen and give it a chance, you realize how fucking brilliant it is. Loud and noisy, yes, but brilliant and technical on a lot of levels.

Also, I read that all this sound comes from two members, a bass player and a drummer. My jaw dropped, and I was even more intrigued so I read their Wikipedia entry and read this:

"The band's heavily distorted sound consists of Brian Chippendale's unusual approach of eschewing a microphone stand and instead holding the microphone in his mouth, running the signal through an effects processor to further alter the sound, with Brian Gibson's oddly strung bass guitar (tuned to cello standard tuning (fifths) with a banjo string for the high A) going through several pedals, including two overdrive pedals, an octaver and a bass whammy pedal (pitch shifter). They have also been heard using a percussion synthisiser, triggered by the bass drum."

I love creativity and experimentation with music, so reading that makes me giddy and I find it insanely inspiring.

BRILLIANT.

Now, for the other band I wanted to Rant about.

They are the Advantage. I'd heard about them for a long, long time, but never really bothered to listen like I should have.

The killer deal here is that these guys play songs and music from video games on the old NES....and it's awesome.

I got two albums and the first time I listened to them was at work last night on my ipod. I cannot count the number of times I vaguely recognized a tune, and had to pull the ipod out of my pocket to see if I was right.

Hearing Castlevania and Mega man tunes done with some bitchin' guitar work ranks up pretty high on my list of FUCKING AWESOME. They also do Contra, Batman, Zelda and so many more games I forgot even existed.

They even do music from fucking marble madness! who covers marble madness!? the Advantage, that's who! and it's fricken great!

sure, they aren't the first band to play and be serious about game music, but they sure are awesome. Dorky? I don't give a flying fuck. It's brilliant.

Very reccomended.

So there you have it, two bands I love and had to tell you all about for no real reason.

2/15

I just watched a real cool movie called Mirrormask.

I was browsing imdb (as I do every Tuesday) looking at new DVD releases when I realized it was all shit except this movie jumped out at me for some reason. I did some reading and found out it was written by Neil Gaiman. Now, I've only read one of his books, but it was fucking great, and so I had to see what sort of movie might come of something he wrote.

So I went out and bought it and just finished watching it today.

It's about a girl who enters a strange world through her dreams after finding out her mother is sick. She soon finds out that she has to save this new world by finding the mirrormask and evading the dark queen.

Sounds almost like a Disney movie, right?

However, the best way to describe this movie would be Alice in wonderland meets the Wizard of Oz...On acid. It's full of incredible special effects and some of the strangest characters and scenes I've ever witnessed, all with a decidedly darker tone. Seriously.

It's the kind of film that older kids with active imaginations would ADORE, but believe me, if you're an adult with any kind of love for all things weird and imaginative, you will enjoy this movie.

I love being able to suspend my belief for an hour and fourty minutes to take part in a fantasy world like the one shown in this film. It's awesome.

definitely, really worth checking out if you want something wildly original and entertaining.

fucking bullshit.

Been feeling pretty shitty the past few days. Not only is my throat bugging the hell out of me, but my sleeping patterns are fucked up or something.

I've been getting a pretty good amount of sleep lately, and yet when I wake up, I feel as if I wasn't actually sleeping. Hell, I JUST had 9 hours of sleep and I can still feel the heaviness in my eyelids, and I was like that all day yesterday as well.

It's like I wake up completely drained of all my energy and it's REALLY starting to fucking bother me.

I don't know what it is. Perhaps it's all the years of being a vampire on a fucked up schedule that is finally getting to me on another level. I don't know, but if I feel like this for any extended amount of time, I'm going to fucking lose it, I swear.

it just ain't right, kids.

hey guys.

Dear Ryan,



haha, I'm just messing with you. But I challenge you to a shirt off. What say you? I've already got some pictures of your glistening back muscles from Slave lake.

Speaking of Slave lake I've had an incredible urge to go camping lately. Like the past few days. My family is annoying the hell out of me for some reason and I just want to get away.

I want to sit out by the open fire and just relax and not have to think about a damn thing. Sure, the sleep always sucks balls, but it's about just being away from everything that becomes all to familiar over the years. At least for me, anyway.

That, and reading burning newspapers. Am I right guys?

It's not so pleasurable.

A couple days ago I bought up apleasurableheadache.com so that I can stop paying Homestead for giving me hardly anything.

Anyway, doing the whole HTML thing by myself and converting everything over made me realize what a pain in the fucking ass it is. Trevor, you are a god for being able to do what you do.

Me? I'm keeping it real simple (as before) just because the site is more about a place for me to write than anything.

Still, it's hard to adjust and sort through lines of code, but the pay off when you get the results you want is WAY more satisfying. I've never really known much of it, so I'm learning as I go.

As long as the site displays what I want it to, I'll consider it a win.

I just don't know when I'll get it all done. No rush I suppose.

Definitive Good.

Last night received two discs from Trevor full of rare/demo/live Matt Good MP3's.

It's like a fucking goldmine of awesomeness.

I get so fucking pumped hearing the intro to 21st century living live, even cooler is the fact that we were there. WE LIVED IT, MAN. Actually there are recordings of the past 3 concerts we attended. That's awesome.

Maybe not the best quality, but who can complain? It's awesome. Not to mention all the history teacher recordings and other rare shit.

Thanks again, T-man.

I don't know.

Do you ever feel as if you want to be completely cut off from the outside world?

I do. I did yesterday, and most of the day before. I don't know what it is, but all I want is to be left alone. I just want to waste away in this room where nobody can see me. I crave sleep for no other reason but to pass the time until I can do it again.

I get like that a little too often, I think. I wonder what my life would be like if I was different in that way... I think I've ruined a lot of things by simply being me.

In other, not so depressed news...

James and I were out on Monday (before this mood hit me) and were browsing some stores in the mall. We eventually came to a little collector/hobby store where I found these:



Believe me when I tell you I HAD to buy them. The Crazy 88 fighter even has removable limbs and "real blood spraying action".

fucking awesome. The entire store was filled with COOL shit. I'll be back soon buying the rest of the set I think, as well as some other things.

Yeah, I'm a nerd like that, but I love collectibles. I think any woman I ever think about marrying would have to realize and accept the fact that there would be fricken action figures and pointless cool shit all over the place.

James ended up buying a whole shitload of batman figures at like $35 a pop.

Oh well, there are worse things to spend money on, right?

Right.