Thursday, May 27, 2004

does anyone read this besides katie? like come on.

the last 18.32 comments have been "katie: weeeeee", "katie: yay", "katie: huzzah" ...

like throw me a bone or something. no wait. don't

i went to see the offspring again last night. it was good. read my blog from like dec 3 or so and that pretty much details what i do at concerts. and my back is all messed now. damnit. so i crowd surfed, and yeh.

the flames lost tonight. grrrrr ... so it's a best of 5 now. next game saturday.

this weekend is spending it with my jen and family (well parents really). good engwish, eh colin?

and bed.

Tuesday, May 25, 2004

so long time no blog, eh?

ohh my that was chessy ... doo da doo.

just in case you are completly ignorant, calgary made it to the finals. and they won game ONE 4-1. that's rockin'!

what else is new in the daily life of colin?

not a heck of a lot. tomorrow is another offspring colin concert. check out entries around beginning of december for details. prolly worth a few good laughs i would imagine. speaking of which, how on earth is it friggin' may (almost june)? like my god. time flies.

ohh jen and i recently surpassed 5 whole months together. yay for jen and i. and i met her mom and sister last night. it went quite well. her mom doesn't like my ear ring tho. ohhh well. jen also met my parents ... briefly ... for like two seconds.

my parents are in canada obviously. they bought me a new TV, which is nice to have to watch hockey games whilst in bed and stuff. and one of those VCR thingers ... soley so i can tape stuff for my dad (i.e. greycup games and future hockey games). so that is a ncie addition to my room. speaking of which i need to clean this place again. i am so tired. i slept late last night, and need sleep now. so i am off. jen is supposed to call me anyways, so i best turn my attention to her, sorry all of you. i love you all ...

Monday, May 17, 2004

so i am waiting for jen to call me. doo da doo. i left the flames game at 3-0. it's pretty safe to say the flames got that one under wraps. go flames go. one more game and it's the finals. yeee haw. all you canadian bastards better be cheering for the flames, none of those other crap ass american teams. otherwise i am out for you. grrrr.

so work was boring as crap today. boss was no where to be seen. so i did nothing. and boy i hate doing nothing. but i sure did nothing. i even pondered just leaving. dont want to waste my valuable time. anwyays, enough is enough i say.

what's new everyone? how is this summer term treating y'all?

i hope everyone is good. cuz i am off to bed
ciao.

Sunday, May 16, 2004

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playlist playing is "sleep music" i am off.

Thursday, May 13, 2004

so i sit here and listen to the theme song to "last of the mohicans" ... one hell of a movie, and a great soundtrack.

i also bought master and commander on DVD, another excellent soundtrack. speaking of which, pirates of the caribbean has a sweet soundtrack as well. that in hand ... i shall listen to it.

errrr, can't find it. i settled for some pachebel. canon rules.

anyways, calgary is in the midst of game three with san jose and i am too bloody tired to watch it. so i opt to sleep.

ohh and by the way i miss my jen.

it's friday tomorrow. that means a few things. 1.) i can wear jeans to work; 2.) saturday is near. i like saturdays, sundays are alright, but saturdays by far the best day of the week.

well work has been as busy as ever. the fucking secretary of my group is one annoying hoe. my god she drives me absolute bonkers. i just wanna shoot her in the foot. like let's get something straight. she is one dumb panda .. (errr wait, robin williams is coming back aghhh) ... ok and she must know she is dumb. so why is she working in the IT sector? like go bag groceries or something ... man i can't stand her. i might quit because of her.

and the boss. well the boss iss a boss. very professional. like shit has to be done by the book. not so much fun.

speaking of books ... ohh no wait.

speaking of something or another i am going to sleep.

Tuesday, May 11, 2004

hello all. i promise i am ok!

w00t.

i hope y'all like the new layout. anyways, still working on it. tell me what you think. opinions and all.

Monday, May 10, 2004

so guys are dumb. yes, that's right i said it. we are dumb. we are perhaps the dumbest living things on this planet. but why are we dumb you may ask? simply because women and men don't think alike. and therefore neither can fully understand each other's thoughts, actions and such things. but there has to be some answer? i mean, it seems that the only men who understand women completly have limp wrists? so like i dunno.

times like these ... these absolute shite days, where i feel like the only thing that will make me feel better is the un-mentionable. that's right you guessed it... throwing my computer out the window.

it seems for the majority of my mature (or lack of maturity one could say) life, i've always seemed to be that shoulder to cry on, even though most people can't even reach my shoulder when they stand on their toes, let alone cry on it. but let's speak metaphorically here. because it works, k?

but seriouslly, friends from all over the world have come to me. now where are you when i need you most? seems like what comes around, just doesn't go around, doesn't it. life's a bitch. i guess you can't really expect it. they say if you give a friend a favor, don't expect a favor in return ... so i suppose i could be in the wrong doing here. but i dont think so ...

so if i were me, and someone came to me ... what would i tell them?

#1.) stop whining like a little bitch.
#2.) humans are prone to error. everyone makes mistakes, 'tis not the end of the world my friend.

but what do you say to her? like what can be said? "i'm sorry" only goes so far, and frankly not far enough. it doesn't even begin to express what i am going through right now. i hope SHE knows and understands that.

i also can't forget what i have done. belive me I KNOW. i don't need to be told again. so the only thing keeping me going right now is the persistence of joel trying to cheer me up. talking about the scare-d-cat in his room going nuts over a piece of string. i admit it is amusing, but just don't cut the cake, sorry joel.

so how do you tell someone how you truly feel? words just dont seem to cut it. how do you tell someone that they mean the world to you? how do you tell someone you are sorry for what you've done? how do you tell them that you'd be a wheel with no spokes without them? how do you tell someone that you couldn't bare to hurt them? how do you tell someone that you love them more than anything???

soooo many questions. yet so few answers.
remember, we can only learn to love by loving.

and with that:
Love is a thing, well, its kind of like quicksand:
the more you are in it, the deeper you sink.
and when it hits you, you've just gotta fall.
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there is no fucking moral. that's life.

Sunday, May 09, 2004

so yeh. i've been lacking pretty bad as of late with respect to this blog stuff. i am sorry. i am busy and dont have some crap job where i can write blogs all day. anyways ...

i saw Jerry Seinfeld last night. he's pretty funny. altho, his humor is just about basics of life. he had soem black guy start for him, who tried too hard to be chris rock. he was still funny. so that was highlight of the weekend. thanks joel!

i also, went to see ... guess who!??!?!?!?!?!

Jen no doubt.

We went to the movies. we saw mean girls. yes yes yes, i know a totaly chick flick. but i am going out with a chick, and thats how it works...
actually, i will admit, that it had some entertaining parts, but as a movie ... it sure isn't academy award quality. and then we went to williams, where i swear i saw a girl who goes to UW and is in my program, but i am not 100% sure. and then i came home. and sleeped.

sleep is good. i forgot what it means to get up at some un-godly hour to go to work/school. of course, me being the lazy guy i am ... i tend to not schedule classes early. eve 1030s are soemtimes rough to make. i like 1130, those are a good time. the good thing is, my boss doesn't arrive until ... like whenever she does after 9. and i am supposed to be there at 8. so i do have some leeway. my co-workers are cool. i enjoy them. a good group or team, or whatever we are.

so today canada plays sveden ja for the gold medal. and sveden ja now has peter forseberg and niklas lidstrom (stupid calgary beating the red wings thus giving up a superb defensemen, and damn san jose beating colorado) ... ok ok ok ... so i can deal with the flames baeting the red wings, but san jose giving the svedes ja peter is suicide. thanks you bunch of californian bastards. speaking of which, like 99% of the team is canada. who am i kidding? wait ... who are we kidding. ohh no wait. who is the NHL trying to kid. no one watches california in hockey. errrrr ... hockey in california. actually, contrary to popular belied, there is a VERY VERY good hockey program in cali. anywho, everyone better watch the god damn game. otherwise, you aren't canadian. yeh so ... go

other hockey news: the calgary flames managed to upset vancouver and detroit. which ... if u didn't already know, i am born in calgary ... and needless to say i am a flames fan. and yes joel ... i like redundancy, prolem with that? page me ...

canada vs. sweden: 2pm TSN

calgary vs. san jose: 4pm CBC

and YES I can watch BOTH games at once with PIP ... or picture in picture, way cool, eh? i think so! and its not like crappy PIP ... its like i split the screen in two and watch both games. (did i mention the TV is like 60 inches? so each screen is 30 inches each ... so it really does work .....)

ok my children. i am going to be off .... ciao!

Tuesday, May 04, 2004

For Sale:

ONE (1) Silver Panasonic Discman (SL-SX280); 40 seconds anti-skip system; takes two AA. leave comment for more info.

Monday, May 03, 2004

*colin breaks out in an off tune acapelo*

happy birthday to you,
happy birthday to you,
happy birthday to joel,
happy birthday to you!

so i had my first day of work today. i'd say it went relatively well, especially considering the fact that that effing virus killed like half the computers, of course i don't really need to fix it. i just need to be there. i didn't do much today, except read a few manuals. i learned a bit about the software i was going to be using. fixed my machine, read two of my 6 emails, and decided to call it a day. so i came home. watched the highlights of that craptacular czech-canada game, which i will mention ne'er again.

i had some food. food is good. i like it. mmmmmmmmm ... i need MORE food, anyone surprised?

here is the highlight of my day. 'twas a txt msg i recieved from my buddy joel. it went like this: "Fucking cheap beer. i have puked like 6 times today. taking it easy tonite." ... apparently joel couldn't handle the booze last night.

ohh and joel, if anyone hears about a wrecked yellow porsche boxster, we know why that junkie didn't get back to us.

ohhh my boss is sorta bitchy. which blows peanuts. but my co-workers are pretty cool. so that makes up.

more anon young yearlings....