When you can fall down the stairs, bite through your lip and get the same results for free?

I die too often in my dreams. So for I've been:

In a car crash.
Shot in the head.
Eaten alive by zombies.
Diagnosed with lung cancer.
Pushed off a building.
Stabbed.

It really sucks.

Instead of going to class, I decided to play world of warcraft for five hours.

this game ruins lives.

Ugh, I just made a  $450 payment on my credit card, it's depressing to see all that money go.

Then I got a few packages in the mail, and then I felt a little better. (ok a lot better, lawls.)

My beloved Tetris watch broke, it cracked and all the liquid crystal started to ooze out. RIP TETRIS WATCH.

PUPPY HELP:  Henry is constantly barking, he does it to spite us all. Any tips to keep his barking to a minimum?

World of Warcraft is down for maintenance, so I might as well kill some time...

Henry is getting pretty huge. He's already 40 pounds. He's been really good, but he barks all the damn time.

My computer crashed on the day I wanted to back up all my data on my new external hard drive. I lost 3 years worth of data (my music! my work! my pictures!). I do enjoy the irony of it all.

I turned 20 a couple days ago, I invited everyone out to dinner and then we went to lazerquest. Everyone does the "let's go to a bar downtown and lets get really drunk" I wanted to do something that was different and age inappropriate. Everyone had fun, I rock and planning crap.

I booked a cramping trip at Bon Echo park. The park looks gorgeous on the website, I really hope it looks that nice when we get there. Since my friends and I all work at the same place, trying to get 4 out of the 6 staff members gone for the weekend will be a pretty hefty task. So, I told the assistant manager that, all 4 of us need the time off, and she was all "Shit, I need that weekend off too!" so, 5 out of the 6 staff will be unavialble that weekend. So, the assistant manager said that she will tell the manager about the whole situation and everything should be dandy.

The next day I get to work and the manager calls, this is how the conversation went

Peter: "Hello?"
Manager: "WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING?"
Peter: "What  did I do wrong now, dude?"
Manager: "TAKING ALL MY STAFF FOR THE WEEKEND! YOU SHIT! WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS TO ME?"
Peter: "Uhh.. because I want everyone to have a good fun filled weekend? I mean-"
Manager "DID YOU EVEN THINK ABOUT THE BUSINESS?"
Peter: "Of course, I think about it all the time!"
Manager: "YOU'RE GONNA HANG UP, BLAH BLAH LOTS OF YELLING BLAH BLAH"
Peter: "Uhhh..."
Manager: "Ha ha! Don't worry about it Pete, you guys can have that weekend."
Peter: "....thank you?"

I really love my job, everyone is so crazy.

Where else can I get a brand new pair of premium dunks for under $75?

Matt stop lurking my motherufking lj.

I'm filling out my passport application, I know it's crazy.

I've been alive for 20 years and I never really left the country. That's all going to change very very soon.

(ps eBay is so fucking addicting)

My Mastercard finally came in the mail today.



It's like Christmas, really.

Oh god, so much stuff happened in the past couple of weeks and it’s actually somewhat interesting.

    So, work is hilarious. Refilling ink cartridges isn’t as interesting as, let’s say… being a tomb raider or something, but it does provide some amusement during my ridiculously short shift. Because since its summer and everything is slowing down, people’s desire for cartridge refills is pretty low, so I decided to install some NES games onto the computer, so most of my shifts entail playing lots of Super Mario Bros. 3, drinking loose leaf iced tea, and refilling a cartridge here and there. This is probably the best Job I’ve ever had. The manager is always gone and I work with friends, how awesome is that?

     So, I finally got the puppy! His Name is Henry and he’s the cutest thing ever. Since he has no tail, so when he’s happy he shakes his bum, Henry is serious business when it comes to being adorable.

     Last Thursday, Victoria and I went to Toronto’s Scientology Centre to take their personality test, I was extremely apprehensive at first because the personality test is extremely long, and I’m afraid that I’d be kidnapped and be a human sacrifice for Tom Cruise. The test came in three parts: Part one consisted of 200 questions and consisted on your beliefs and measured your personality traits. Part two was just a basic 86 question “IQ test” that measured your academic ability. Part Three as another IQ test that had a time limit of 5 minutes.

 Here are my Results.

     The biggest surprise was that I was 99% unstable. I think if freaked out the scientologist dude as well. I would have asked him about his stance of psychology and medication, but I was there for over two hours and my capacity for asking intelligent questions were next to nothing and I didn’t feel like taking out my anger at a small, timid, middle aged man.

 Lesson of the Day: Scientology isn’t so bad, but I’m sure it gets crazier once you get into it.

Last Saturday = Anime North I’m only going to say that was absolutely nuts and it’s deserves it’s own post. But I’m going to tease you with this.

Victoria and I, risked our lives and wallets to go where no non-nerd has gone before, an anime-con! Armed with only digital cameras this is our fantastic story.

Oh man, it's been too long, livejournal. It's been too long.

I'm finally done school, the last semester has been really shitty. I'm glad it's over. I'm really not happy at Sheridan, I'll probably transfer to UofT if I'm not content with the school this time next year.

I got a job, YES! I'm also going to get $300 from my tax refund. Money makes me happy.

22 more days untill I get my puppy. We're still thinking of a name for it, my Dad is agianst Pacha. That makes me sad.

I like to think that the keyboardist of The New Porngraphers has a crush on me.

We made eye contact, like 10 million times.

IS THIS LOVE? Or gas?

Tonight was probably the most crappiest night of my life. Remind me never to go to:

Shitty Shows.

Busy, Smelly, Noisy Bars.

Ever agian.


THINGS TO LOOK FORWARD TO: TOP MODEL 6! OF MONTREAL! PUPPY!

My little sister reads Fanfiction.

Gilmore Girls Fanfiction.

I'm kinda surprised, she's always obsesses over "House"

Holy Fuck, the new Yeah Yeah Yeahs material blows me away

The family has finally agreed on what kind of dog that we're going to get:



We're looking for good breeders and we're hoping to get a pup by spring. If we get a boy, it's going to be named "Pacha" and if we get a girl it's going to be named "Waffle"

I couldn't be happier.

Pushing a van up a hill is something I never want to do agian.

Drunk blogging is almost like drunk calling but more modern (and because I don't have a cell phone i.e. stopped paying for it)

I have nothing really interesting to say but:

WHY DID CANADA VOTE CONSERVIATIVE?

I know that you guys are sick of the Liberals and crap, but that's what the NDP is for.

Fuck, I'm allowed to complain because I voted Green.

1) Fifth grade teacher's name: Ms. Shear

2) Last words you said: "G'night!"

3) Last song you sang: "My Humps" (I never sing songs I enjoy, I just do because it's the lolz)

4) Last person you hugged: Diane

5) Last time you cried: When Spot passed away.
 
( TOTALLY STOLEN FROM SOOZ )