Hey hey I been thinking.
Why don't we get out of this place?
Get in the car and just start driving.
Fuck em if they can't take a joke.
So I did some writing. I'm no good though. I dunno what I should do. Maybe try painting?
Did you know that Manitoba has the most per capita homicides in Canada? Suprising isn't it? It seems like such a peaceful place. Winnipeg has the most homicides of all metropolian areas, with Montreal and Vancouver behind. Winnipeg? Why would you kill somone in Winnipeg? Just trick them into going outside. Wait... is that murder? Could you get tried for getting someone to go outside? Anyway, the homicide rate for Manitoba is 2.61 per hundred thousand citizens, followed by Saskatchawan at 2.54, P.E.I. at 2.16, B.C. at 2.09, Quebec at 2.01, and then Alberta at 1.94. The national rate is 1.76. New Foundland has 1.11 murders per hundred thousand populants and ranks last (or first?) in Canada for homicide rate.
I like fish. Nothing beats a good baked salmon.
I've realized that I hate modern economics. Modern ecomonics lead to things such as poverty and starvation, and only fuel things such as ignorance. I don't understand why people have this stigma, that anyone who wants to equalize the lifestyle and social classes of society is a bleeding heart and on the other hand cry foul if people support birth control and get angry when they protest war. How does it make sense that the neo-conservative base is in support of nation building, liberty, and social equaility, in any country but their own? Why is it fair to send people to die for someone elses freedom but it is too much to ask to feed someone on the street? Am I ranting? Maybe I need a drink.
What do you drink son? I'm a single malt man. Actually that's a lie, but I heard it on Star Trek and thought it sounded cool. I like malts. Chocalate malts, like you can buy at hockey games.
Man I am going to miss hockey.
So I applied for a job. GoGo did too. I think they hired GoGo, and then he didn't tell me. This makes me a sad panda. I know GoGo is a charismatic energetic youth, but... I can... I uh... I hurt people! I could be a bouncer. Yeah it was a software consultant job. I'll stop now. Congratulations GoGo. Bastard.
There's nothing good on TV now. Have you ever noticed that for every good idea they make 3 lackluster shows about it? Look at the CSI spin offs. And who the fuck thought that trading spouses would be a good idea? The Next Great Champ is the Contender, it's like American Idol, Instant Star, America's Next Top Model, American Idiot, Puppet of the Media, Popularist Capitalist. Hooray for conformity! Risks? What are those? All I see is market share and target demographics! Test screening! Hooray! Spin offs galore! Excuse me while I go throw up.
There is one good thing on TV though. I know I said there was nothing. But I reconsidered. Spike TV. I originally thought the concept was stupid. But I look at Spike TV, what do I see. Science Fiction. Lots and lots of science fiction. Star Trek, CSI, Highlander. I thought only nerds liked Sci-Fi. I knew men liked boobs, and boobs are great, but I thought only nerdy girlie men liked Star Trek. I guess I was wrong. Plus! Seven Days. Man I loved that show. Time Travel rocks. Now Spike TV needs to pick up Sliders. Anyway I just thought I'd say.
So I was watching CSI and I realized something. You can't spell BDSM without SDM. Intreresting, huh? I think I'll make that a catchphrase. Or maybe like CSM, we could have BSDM or BDSMSDM. Would that worry people, though? Oh well. I don't like people.
So I walked to the store the other day. Normally I am afraid of walking to the store and this time was no different. I have realized however the only way to deal with fear is to do stupid things. So I got mad and shaved off half my head. The front half. And then I stopped. It was hot. So I have half a head of stubble and then a mullet growing off my neck. It looks rediculous. So I put on my Team Canada hat and walked to the store. And when I passed people I thought "God I hope they can't see my hair" and I didn't want to murder them or run away, I just made sure my hat was on. So it was okay.
On the way to the store I had a run in with the law. I was crossing the street and some asshole decides he wants to turn. So he goes and misses me by less then a foot. I shrug as we gaze at each other for only a second before he peels off down the highway. I could have been angry. I could have been scared. But I was only amused. Because waiting for the light to change was a police officer in his police car, who waited for me to cross the road and then peeled off after the guy. It was funny.
Half an hour later an ambulance peeled down that road. He might have killed himself in the chase. I wonder if they want me to testify? I read the paper, but I didn't see anything.
So yeah I walked to the store. I took a bribe because I wanted to rent a movie. I rented the Rundown, with the Rock. And I rented NHL 2K5. Man I am going to miss hockey. I liked NHL 2K5 for one simple reason: I can grab Chris Simon and get a full rinks stride, and then paste the ref. It rocks. Plus I was worried that they would not let you hit the goalies, but you can. And they're fair game with the puck! I loved it. I wish they had starting lineups though. That's all I am going to miss from NHL 2004.
Man I am going to miss hockey.
So there's this documentary on Siegfried and Roy, and now I'm wondering, like, why do we feel sorry for this guy? I mean he plays with animals. Carnivores. Who kill other animals. In the wild. And yet he got bit and everyone's "it's such a tragedy". A tragedy is when someone lives in Africa and gets attacked by an animal. But taking a carniverous animal to suburbia to try and create entertainment, and then ironically discovering that he is still carniverous, is not a tragedy. Call it poetic justice, ironic, dobedobo, whatever you like. It's not tragedy.
You know a bug flew on my arm and I didn't notice.
Which makes me wonder, if I died, would people notice? Like my immediate family would know. Who would come to my funeral? I need to make sure that when I die I get the word out. Like an advertising campaign. "Sean is going to die- Come one come all!" I dunno if it would work. Might be a waste of money.
So I had a dream last night. I died, and then I went to a girls house and looked at her in the shower. She had a nice rack. I think I'm going to hell.
Do you think everyone has a purpose in life? Like, we were born to do something, to be someone. Fate. I used to think like John Conner. There's no fate but what we make for ourselves. But I keep killing myself and waking up alive. So now I'm not sure. I think there's something I should do, but I dunno what. I read this book by this writer, Frankl, holocaust survivor. Man's Search for Meaning. It says basically that if people have something to live for they do. But I have nothing to live for and yet I don't die. So maybe I do have something to live for and I just don't know it yet. So how do I find it? They say that things are always the last place you look and that makes sense because once you find it why look anywhere else? But where do you look so that when you look for something it's the first place you look? Because man I need something. I'm fiending for a purpose. I'm like a junkie for relevance. I need it man. A hit of importance.
So where should I move? I have a scam to get money now so I can get four months rent and then get on dole and live off that until I find a reason. I heard poetry is nice this time of year.
But I like this time of year. Winter. So many people kill themselves in January because they have to do taxes for March and they just bought a ton of shit in December and can't afford it. So people think like winter is a bad time. But I love it. It's not hot. And the bears come out and there are angels in the snow.
What was I talking about again? Oh yeah, poetry. I dunno where to move because if I move here then nothing changes. But could I become an American? With my rabid anti-American ferverism? I'm not sure. But if I moved next to GoGo, I wouldn't be an American, I could be like a Fremenchian. Yeah I could do that. I'm half French. But GoGo won't let me live at his house and I asked this guy I know, Susan, and he says Seatlle has lots of bums who pee their pants. I wouldn't mind that, but he says the rent is high. So now I'm not sure.
I was thinking Alberta or the Prairies but look at that homicide rate! Jesus. Maybe I'll go live on the East Coast. I like fish. But maybe Vegas. I'm so conflicted. I think in the end I'll probably just stay here.
Do you know that I was afraid of a cardboard box once? It said "Dino's Pizza". It was a supreme pizza with green peppers. I am afraid of change, of risk, of new experience. Ironic given my hate of conformity no, to be so terrified of risk to be atrophied in my agonizing anxiety?
So I think in the end I'll move here. Because I don't like to walk to the store.
Why don't we get out of this place?
Get in the car and just start driving.
Fuck em if they can't take a joke.
So I did some writing. I'm no good though. I dunno what I should do. Maybe try painting?
Did you know that Manitoba has the most per capita homicides in Canada? Suprising isn't it? It seems like such a peaceful place. Winnipeg has the most homicides of all metropolian areas, with Montreal and Vancouver behind. Winnipeg? Why would you kill somone in Winnipeg? Just trick them into going outside. Wait... is that murder? Could you get tried for getting someone to go outside? Anyway, the homicide rate for Manitoba is 2.61 per hundred thousand citizens, followed by Saskatchawan at 2.54, P.E.I. at 2.16, B.C. at 2.09, Quebec at 2.01, and then Alberta at 1.94. The national rate is 1.76. New Foundland has 1.11 murders per hundred thousand populants and ranks last (or first?) in Canada for homicide rate.
I like fish. Nothing beats a good baked salmon.
I've realized that I hate modern economics. Modern ecomonics lead to things such as poverty and starvation, and only fuel things such as ignorance. I don't understand why people have this stigma, that anyone who wants to equalize the lifestyle and social classes of society is a bleeding heart and on the other hand cry foul if people support birth control and get angry when they protest war. How does it make sense that the neo-conservative base is in support of nation building, liberty, and social equaility, in any country but their own? Why is it fair to send people to die for someone elses freedom but it is too much to ask to feed someone on the street? Am I ranting? Maybe I need a drink.
What do you drink son? I'm a single malt man. Actually that's a lie, but I heard it on Star Trek and thought it sounded cool. I like malts. Chocalate malts, like you can buy at hockey games.
Man I am going to miss hockey.
So I applied for a job. GoGo did too. I think they hired GoGo, and then he didn't tell me. This makes me a sad panda. I know GoGo is a charismatic energetic youth, but... I can... I uh... I hurt people! I could be a bouncer. Yeah it was a software consultant job. I'll stop now. Congratulations GoGo. Bastard.
There's nothing good on TV now. Have you ever noticed that for every good idea they make 3 lackluster shows about it? Look at the CSI spin offs. And who the fuck thought that trading spouses would be a good idea? The Next Great Champ is the Contender, it's like American Idol, Instant Star, America's Next Top Model, American Idiot, Puppet of the Media, Popularist Capitalist. Hooray for conformity! Risks? What are those? All I see is market share and target demographics! Test screening! Hooray! Spin offs galore! Excuse me while I go throw up.
There is one good thing on TV though. I know I said there was nothing. But I reconsidered. Spike TV. I originally thought the concept was stupid. But I look at Spike TV, what do I see. Science Fiction. Lots and lots of science fiction. Star Trek, CSI, Highlander. I thought only nerds liked Sci-Fi. I knew men liked boobs, and boobs are great, but I thought only nerdy girlie men liked Star Trek. I guess I was wrong. Plus! Seven Days. Man I loved that show. Time Travel rocks. Now Spike TV needs to pick up Sliders. Anyway I just thought I'd say.
So I was watching CSI and I realized something. You can't spell BDSM without SDM. Intreresting, huh? I think I'll make that a catchphrase. Or maybe like CSM, we could have BSDM or BDSMSDM. Would that worry people, though? Oh well. I don't like people.
So I walked to the store the other day. Normally I am afraid of walking to the store and this time was no different. I have realized however the only way to deal with fear is to do stupid things. So I got mad and shaved off half my head. The front half. And then I stopped. It was hot. So I have half a head of stubble and then a mullet growing off my neck. It looks rediculous. So I put on my Team Canada hat and walked to the store. And when I passed people I thought "God I hope they can't see my hair" and I didn't want to murder them or run away, I just made sure my hat was on. So it was okay.
On the way to the store I had a run in with the law. I was crossing the street and some asshole decides he wants to turn. So he goes and misses me by less then a foot. I shrug as we gaze at each other for only a second before he peels off down the highway. I could have been angry. I could have been scared. But I was only amused. Because waiting for the light to change was a police officer in his police car, who waited for me to cross the road and then peeled off after the guy. It was funny.
Half an hour later an ambulance peeled down that road. He might have killed himself in the chase. I wonder if they want me to testify? I read the paper, but I didn't see anything.
So yeah I walked to the store. I took a bribe because I wanted to rent a movie. I rented the Rundown, with the Rock. And I rented NHL 2K5. Man I am going to miss hockey. I liked NHL 2K5 for one simple reason: I can grab Chris Simon and get a full rinks stride, and then paste the ref. It rocks. Plus I was worried that they would not let you hit the goalies, but you can. And they're fair game with the puck! I loved it. I wish they had starting lineups though. That's all I am going to miss from NHL 2004.
Man I am going to miss hockey.
So there's this documentary on Siegfried and Roy, and now I'm wondering, like, why do we feel sorry for this guy? I mean he plays with animals. Carnivores. Who kill other animals. In the wild. And yet he got bit and everyone's "it's such a tragedy". A tragedy is when someone lives in Africa and gets attacked by an animal. But taking a carniverous animal to suburbia to try and create entertainment, and then ironically discovering that he is still carniverous, is not a tragedy. Call it poetic justice, ironic, dobedobo, whatever you like. It's not tragedy.
You know a bug flew on my arm and I didn't notice.
Which makes me wonder, if I died, would people notice? Like my immediate family would know. Who would come to my funeral? I need to make sure that when I die I get the word out. Like an advertising campaign. "Sean is going to die- Come one come all!" I dunno if it would work. Might be a waste of money.
So I had a dream last night. I died, and then I went to a girls house and looked at her in the shower. She had a nice rack. I think I'm going to hell.
Do you think everyone has a purpose in life? Like, we were born to do something, to be someone. Fate. I used to think like John Conner. There's no fate but what we make for ourselves. But I keep killing myself and waking up alive. So now I'm not sure. I think there's something I should do, but I dunno what. I read this book by this writer, Frankl, holocaust survivor. Man's Search for Meaning. It says basically that if people have something to live for they do. But I have nothing to live for and yet I don't die. So maybe I do have something to live for and I just don't know it yet. So how do I find it? They say that things are always the last place you look and that makes sense because once you find it why look anywhere else? But where do you look so that when you look for something it's the first place you look? Because man I need something. I'm fiending for a purpose. I'm like a junkie for relevance. I need it man. A hit of importance.
So where should I move? I have a scam to get money now so I can get four months rent and then get on dole and live off that until I find a reason. I heard poetry is nice this time of year.
But I like this time of year. Winter. So many people kill themselves in January because they have to do taxes for March and they just bought a ton of shit in December and can't afford it. So people think like winter is a bad time. But I love it. It's not hot. And the bears come out and there are angels in the snow.
What was I talking about again? Oh yeah, poetry. I dunno where to move because if I move here then nothing changes. But could I become an American? With my rabid anti-American ferverism? I'm not sure. But if I moved next to GoGo, I wouldn't be an American, I could be like a Fremenchian. Yeah I could do that. I'm half French. But GoGo won't let me live at his house and I asked this guy I know, Susan, and he says Seatlle has lots of bums who pee their pants. I wouldn't mind that, but he says the rent is high. So now I'm not sure.
I was thinking Alberta or the Prairies but look at that homicide rate! Jesus. Maybe I'll go live on the East Coast. I like fish. But maybe Vegas. I'm so conflicted. I think in the end I'll probably just stay here.
Do you know that I was afraid of a cardboard box once? It said "Dino's Pizza". It was a supreme pizza with green peppers. I am afraid of change, of risk, of new experience. Ironic given my hate of conformity no, to be so terrified of risk to be atrophied in my agonizing anxiety?
So I think in the end I'll move here. Because I don't like to walk to the store.
