Carry The Blessed Home

So the number one movie this week at the box office is Snakes on a Plane. It grossed 15.2 million big ones. That is awesome.
I saw it on opening night and I loved it. I might go see it again.

"I've had it with these motherfucking snakes on this motherfucking plane!"

"You know all those security scenarios we ran? Well I'm smack in the middle of one we didn't think of."
Yeah bitch, you were smack in the middle of all those snakes on a motherfucking plane.

At Kevin's on Saturday we were yelling at people in the parking lot and one guy yelled "I've had it with these motherfucking snakes on this motherfucking plane!" It's like he knew that we knew. Go see this movie and you'll be part of this elite club.

That's Racist

Dante Hicks: 'Porch monkey' is a racial slur against black people!

Randal Graves: Oh it is not! Coon, spook, spade, moolie, jigaboo, nig-nog, those are racial slurs against black people!



one of the many reasons Clerks 2 is awesome

People Are Stupid

I hate people, not all of them, but most of them....mainly because people lack common sense. Two things to back up my dislike for people.


1) Thursday evening after a nice evening at the Oasis drinking beer and eating wings Derek, Barret and myself arrive homw around 8:30ish. We were a bit smashed, but it happens. Anyway there is a string with a sign on it blocking our kitchen. Jeannie broke a glass and put a sign saying there might be glass laying around so becareful. That was cool, nice of her and cute that she made a sign. Then she comes upstairs and starts talking.....and she decided that she didn't know what to do with the glass so she put it in a box and stuck it in the cupboard where we keep our pots and pans. This is by far the funniest possible outcome of something like breaking a glass on the floor....put the fucking garbage (the glass) in the garbage for fuck sakes! We saved the sign and reinacted the process for Sheila when she came home, she found it as funny as we did. The glass, still in the cupboard. I look at it from time to time to laugh.


2) Ok, this one not so funny...well kinda funny but not like the above one. A fellow employee....a new guy...set up some sort of robbery at our store last night. What a moron. We dunno how true everything is yet but the scoop is... Apparently he gave the key, alarm code and safe code to his buddy, his buddy came in at 4:30am and stole $350 from the safe. I don't hate people because they steal, I hate them because they sometimes try to steal from the place they work at and try to do it from a safe that is always at $500. Do it with the store key that everybody knows you have (not everybody has a key, the manager doesn't), punch in YOUR PERSONAL ALARM CODE INTO THE FUCKING STORE ALARM (so they obviously know it's connected to you when they find out it was your code that was punched in at 4:30am) and last but not least (this one of just gold), forget to lock the fucking door after you have finished the crime. I know people who steal from subway quit often, they don't like steal big amount of money from the safe or till or anything but they do take money. They get away with it, I'd love to see them get caught because it's quite wrong but they won't get caught because they are smart. I know two people who stole from the safe and the till and both got caught....GREEDY FUCKERS!


I'm not saying I am any better than either of these people and I'm not trying to sound like some sort of superior asshole...but if you had these daily occurances all the time you'd begin to hate people too. I can tell a story for everyday of the week that is similar to these, between the job at Subway and the shit that goes on in this house I have a million and one stories. I like it this way because things are always interesting. The cats keep everything at a nice balance.

Fuck The Facts

So tonight I fucked up....not real bad, but bad enough to make me hate myself. I punched someone in the face at speakeasy...it was justified....I'm actually affraid that if he came outside while I was waiting for him I might have killed him. It's a long boring story to be honest....either way he tried to hit me in the balls while I was enjoying Collapse and he got fairly close but it just hit the slack in my pants/stomach.....either way after Fuck The Facts I returned the favor. He put me in aheadlock and I thought it was all a joke.....then someone breaks us up and I'm like trying to shake his hand and he's all pissed....so I punch him in the face. I hit him hard enough that he knows not to fuck with me again.....I go outside and chill for a bit and make the mistake of going back and waiting for him. 6 people talk me out of killing him (yeah I'm that drunk right now) and he had already left so I didn't get to do futhur damage....but I'm actually scared right now because I seriously think I would have killed him. A few people kept me cool in the bar and outside of the bar (and I thank them)....but holy shit I almost fucked up really bad. I can't even remember the last time I punched somebody with sadistic intent but I was staring this dude in the face and as I hauled back to punch him a light went off in my head and I didn't really fuck him up. I pretty much had the chance to hit him in the side of the face or break his fucking nose and really casue a scene...I took the first choice. I dunno why, but I did. I hit him too hard to not think about it and not hard enough to be happy about it. I dunno...I fucked up because I don't fight. I haven't used this to vent for awhile so blah! deal with it.

Fuck You Dalhousie

This is the second year in a row Dalhousie failed to give me any notice that my registration fee was due and that I could pick classes. Apparently I could have picked classes a week ago...now I have to wait until tomorrow night, possibly wednesday evening. That is gay. It could fuck up my whole year. I hate this school.

Ghost Reveries

so two out of three of us decided that Echo and Leroy were staying here for the summer. Is it wrong that we did not ask party #3? Technically we should have asked party #4 aswell, but he's not here so yeah. What would Meatloaf say?




Two out of three ain't bad is what he'd fucking say. BOOYAH!

Echo (the fluffy one) and I have an unbreakable bond. So she's staying.

Dairy Products

are fucking gross to clean up after someone spews them everywhere. No more under agers allowed to drink at my house ever again. You need a fucking ID to get in this place from now on.