WOT A BU'NCH OF F'INGK CWRAZY PEOPLE!!!
you get the idea...
so anyway, it was snowing and last night at work what just fucking crazy. all i've got to say is i ended up having to throw some of my own money into the cash to prevent a fuckup. i am now sorely waiting forward to a boisterous st. paddy's day. lo, i'll be so high strung, i'll really need this.
in other news, saturday i plan to host a dinnerish/hangover party and bongathon. it's going to be quiet, but give me a shout, bring a bong, bring a friend, come have some fun. it'll be fun stuff. there will be food, and it's encouraged to bring something if you'd like.
otherwise my life has become pretty routine with a brutal shift every weekend. i get thrown back to daytime, then i have to go back to nighttime schedule... uhh.. my eyes start rolling around in my head by 4 am. i'd know if someone wanted gas... i'd notice... but it's hard. i'm just glad i'm not on any shift work.
i lag in the department of photo taking AND posting. it's pitiful, but i can't get motivated to do that kind of shit right now. instead, my current passion seems to be the oldskool oil pastels i've recently dug up out of our art supplies. my first one that i kept will probably go to the trash soon just for pure shittyassness. it looks as it seems to smell. not so much like shit, but more like ugly, sticky mud. the stuff that sticks to EVERYTHING out on the trails. the you've-fucked-up-now scenario of trail riders.:p
my mind has been on biking for a time. basically since i had set everything up to work the bike show. i considered dropping about $600 on a road bike this summer. then i worked the bike show, watched the BMX, shmooshed with the bikey crowd in toronto all weekend. i developed a bit of assholeishness in me, just to the left of my liver, there. i picked me up a light hydrapack of "roach" descent, as well as a new shortsleeved jersy... which i really didn't need as much as a new pair of shorts... but i don't care... i guess... i'll just by some sexy, new shorts sooner than later.
so anyway, crazies come out on a full moon, have a good weekend/st. patrick's day and such (i know i will), and don't do anything i wouldn't do.
CHEERS!
so anyway, it was snowing and last night at work what just fucking crazy. all i've got to say is i ended up having to throw some of my own money into the cash to prevent a fuckup. i am now sorely waiting forward to a boisterous st. paddy's day. lo, i'll be so high strung, i'll really need this.
in other news, saturday i plan to host a dinnerish/hangover party and bongathon. it's going to be quiet, but give me a shout, bring a bong, bring a friend, come have some fun. it'll be fun stuff. there will be food, and it's encouraged to bring something if you'd like.
otherwise my life has become pretty routine with a brutal shift every weekend. i get thrown back to daytime, then i have to go back to nighttime schedule... uhh.. my eyes start rolling around in my head by 4 am. i'd know if someone wanted gas... i'd notice... but it's hard. i'm just glad i'm not on any shift work.
i lag in the department of photo taking AND posting. it's pitiful, but i can't get motivated to do that kind of shit right now. instead, my current passion seems to be the oldskool oil pastels i've recently dug up out of our art supplies. my first one that i kept will probably go to the trash soon just for pure shittyassness. it looks as it seems to smell. not so much like shit, but more like ugly, sticky mud. the stuff that sticks to EVERYTHING out on the trails. the you've-fucked-up-now scenario of trail riders.:p
my mind has been on biking for a time. basically since i had set everything up to work the bike show. i considered dropping about $600 on a road bike this summer. then i worked the bike show, watched the BMX, shmooshed with the bikey crowd in toronto all weekend. i developed a bit of assholeishness in me, just to the left of my liver, there. i picked me up a light hydrapack of "roach" descent, as well as a new shortsleeved jersy... which i really didn't need as much as a new pair of shorts... but i don't care... i guess... i'll just by some sexy, new shorts sooner than later.
so anyway, crazies come out on a full moon, have a good weekend/st. patrick's day and such (i know i will), and don't do anything i wouldn't do.
CHEERS!