nuttin much to say...this break was the dopeness and by my own recognition, well deserved. so it's the last day of the year. i could do a reflection but right now, all im thinking about is dropping the cosby's off to a different world...or cutting logs...or laying cable..or dropping the kids off to the pool....in other words, i gotta take my morning crap.
maybe ill do that reflection thing some other time..the turtle's head keeps peeking out and going back in. i think he's kinda timid.
baaaaaaWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSSSSSSSSSSSHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
p.s. i have one of those shaved heads that have currently grown in. so im not really head shaven..and im not really hair grown in..im in that short hair limbo, if you may.
that was just totally pointless...yet im still laughing at those pictures above. hahahahhahah i shouldn't laugh too hard though.
now how bout that crap, eh?!!
*shuffles to toilet while scrambling with pant-underwear waistband combo*
festive yuletide greetings, you snot-nosed kids!! i hope everyones feelin great.
so i started my day with my morning Christmas shower - but its not like i dont take a shower every morning, this particular morning it just happened to be Christmas. so yea...it's the "Christmas shower". well try and make that an annual tradition.
i didn't really want anything, i've said that before...but holy smokes!! i gots me some good gifts and hey, the day has just begun. i think i have more coming later tonite. but enough of that consumer aspect of the whole day....
i had me some fried bologne and eggs for breakfast..and what else??? my favourite thing since conveyor escalator belts that you can ride..yep...ginger tea!!! *the crowd roars in praise***
uhhuh...not much to say right now, cause im all caught up in the festive glee (wow, that sounded off). but yea, thanks for thinking of me peoples!
you really put some thought into these presents. i likes!!!
then again, other than trying to buy clothes for me, i guess it's not that hard to shop around for jay. like i stressed..any book is a good book. and beyond that anything to do with media (i.e. cds, dvds, mds, mp3s, LBC, KFC, FBI, CIA, the NAACP, NCAA and the RCMP are all good things to me).
lost? so am i.
if my fingers aren't doing the jive and swing on here, then till next time...or tomorrow for some of you, happy holidays and good luck in the new year!!
cmon boxing day! shoot, im working....lets rephrase that, shall we???...cmmmoonnnnn boxing day weekend! cmonnnn snow so we can go sledding...cmonnnnnnnn whatevers!
oh yea..i have a superniceeeee dvd collection. trust me.
and hey..one more thing..i can't wait to make use of this g-unit track suit, dvd and concert tickets!!!
yesssssssssssss!!!!
there is a supreme being up there in the sky, so high..with a big eye..looking down at me..here's to you big guy!
so i started my day with my morning Christmas shower - but its not like i dont take a shower every morning, this particular morning it just happened to be Christmas. so yea...it's the "Christmas shower". well try and make that an annual tradition.
i didn't really want anything, i've said that before...but holy smokes!! i gots me some good gifts and hey, the day has just begun. i think i have more coming later tonite. but enough of that consumer aspect of the whole day....
i had me some fried bologne and eggs for breakfast..and what else??? my favourite thing since conveyor escalator belts that you can ride..yep...ginger tea!!! *the crowd roars in praise***
uhhuh...not much to say right now, cause im all caught up in the festive glee (wow, that sounded off). but yea, thanks for thinking of me peoples!
you really put some thought into these presents. i likes!!!
then again, other than trying to buy clothes for me, i guess it's not that hard to shop around for jay. like i stressed..any book is a good book. and beyond that anything to do with media (i.e. cds, dvds, mds, mp3s, LBC, KFC, FBI, CIA, the NAACP, NCAA and the RCMP are all good things to me).
lost? so am i.
if my fingers aren't doing the jive and swing on here, then till next time...or tomorrow for some of you, happy holidays and good luck in the new year!!
cmon boxing day! shoot, im working....lets rephrase that, shall we???...cmmmoonnnnn boxing day weekend! cmonnnn snow so we can go sledding...cmonnnnnnnn whatevers!
oh yea..i have a superniceeeee dvd collection. trust me.
and hey..one more thing..i can't wait to make use of this g-unit track suit, dvd and concert tickets!!!
yesssssssssssss!!!!
there is a supreme being up there in the sky, so high..with a big eye..looking down at me..here's to you big guy!
we ran outta normal tylenol. the one im ingesting has codeine.
Published Wednesday, December 24, 2003 by jay d.
there goes the neighbourhood.
aside from that biz, two albums im highly anticipating this upcoming 2004 year:
the jamiroquai one due out in the fall
and i dunno if i mentioned yet..i doubt it...but...
the new n.e.r.d. album!!
BELIEVE IT.
you better.
[planet HOME]
aside from that biz, two albums im highly anticipating this upcoming 2004 year:
the jamiroquai one due out in the fall
and i dunno if i mentioned yet..i doubt it...but...
the new n.e.r.d. album!!
BELIEVE IT.
you better.
[planet HOME]
well at least for me it does.
i was just online doing some skool paper/technical work for next semester and holy crap!!!
if i was crying from last semester and i didn't even have a full load, then what the heck is gonna happen with this semester's full load? at least i know how to deal with it now. i mean that 40 hour thing pulled a few weeks back (i.e. the 40 study as opposed to the 30 hr famine) proves that somehow, theres something inside that compels me to keep on track...even when there's only an ounce of hope left in my pinky-toe (that goes weee wee wee wee alll the way home).
but yea. this brings me back to yesterday in the breakroom at work. it was a bunch of university students at the table. we were talking about which years were the hardest. i said 3rd and 1st. i see im not alone on that notion. here's the breakdown.
YEAR I - transitioning from hiskool.
that means organizing and getting yourself motivated.
that also means putting your toe in the water and seeing what all that hiskool hype was all about, in terms of prepping you for post secondary studies and "being on your own".
YEAR II - knee high water.
slightly specializing, yet still taking elective courses that mean nothing in the long run but somehow, are forced down your throat.
youre more experienced yet you still dont know what to expect.
YEAR III - neck-high tide.
youre at that point where there's no turning back. in years I and II you could've switched your major. maybe it was a change of heart (i mean it happens right?) or maybe you were put on probation or maybe you just ran outta fuel; whatever the case, you could've switched or dropped or bowed out.
at this point, you've invested so much time, effort and cash that frankly, there would be no point in turning back.
now's when you should start thinking about what the hell youre gonna be doing after you graduate. now's the time when you should be thinking about your potential and the value of this big giant piece of paper called a degree that everyone's so jacked up about. year III. as i write this, this is where i stand.
year III and there's no turning back now.
YEAR IV - deep in the thick of it all.
i can't really speak on behalf of section as a credible source but i can input a thing or two based on contacts who have.
so youre finishing up. more or less, you've had all the core courses. youre just trying to make sure you got it all under your belt so you can get the hell outta there, already.
just a few more metres and youll be ready to either enter the real world or continue into supreme edumucation on the post-graduate level. praise be with you and good luck is all i can really say to all who make it here.
it was a long but swift journey into academia but hey...now's youre time. and your beautiful, tasty oyster is the world.
indulge.
soon, baby, soon.
like i said previously, a hop, skip and a jump.
i came in loving you now im doing a high-wire act on that thin line.
[the passion is still there though for kinesiology.
it's just the atmosphere and the whole routine everyday.]
[next pinnacle in line]
and im inspired daily by looking at the mantle over the fireplace, as i view my brother's electrical engineering degree.
let that be me.
(well not necessarily with circuits and what not...but let that be me in my own circumstances)
in closing...
value your university education.
you are society's 10% who make it this far.
the upper crust isn't store bought - it's made from scratch.
on another note...i dont think it was sucha good idea eating the way i did yesterday...drinking the way we did yesterday and going out the way we did yesterday.
it feels like a maggot is eating my brain from the inside out.
and my nose...it's like a really ghetto project apartment's leaky faucet.
see ya in church.
i was just online doing some skool paper/technical work for next semester and holy crap!!!
if i was crying from last semester and i didn't even have a full load, then what the heck is gonna happen with this semester's full load? at least i know how to deal with it now. i mean that 40 hour thing pulled a few weeks back (i.e. the 40 study as opposed to the 30 hr famine) proves that somehow, theres something inside that compels me to keep on track...even when there's only an ounce of hope left in my pinky-toe (that goes weee wee wee wee alll the way home).
but yea. this brings me back to yesterday in the breakroom at work. it was a bunch of university students at the table. we were talking about which years were the hardest. i said 3rd and 1st. i see im not alone on that notion. here's the breakdown.
YEAR I - transitioning from hiskool.
that means organizing and getting yourself motivated.
that also means putting your toe in the water and seeing what all that hiskool hype was all about, in terms of prepping you for post secondary studies and "being on your own".
YEAR II - knee high water.
slightly specializing, yet still taking elective courses that mean nothing in the long run but somehow, are forced down your throat.
youre more experienced yet you still dont know what to expect.
YEAR III - neck-high tide.
youre at that point where there's no turning back. in years I and II you could've switched your major. maybe it was a change of heart (i mean it happens right?) or maybe you were put on probation or maybe you just ran outta fuel; whatever the case, you could've switched or dropped or bowed out.
at this point, you've invested so much time, effort and cash that frankly, there would be no point in turning back.
now's when you should start thinking about what the hell youre gonna be doing after you graduate. now's the time when you should be thinking about your potential and the value of this big giant piece of paper called a degree that everyone's so jacked up about. year III. as i write this, this is where i stand.
year III and there's no turning back now.
YEAR IV - deep in the thick of it all.
i can't really speak on behalf of section as a credible source but i can input a thing or two based on contacts who have.
so youre finishing up. more or less, you've had all the core courses. youre just trying to make sure you got it all under your belt so you can get the hell outta there, already.
just a few more metres and youll be ready to either enter the real world or continue into supreme edumucation on the post-graduate level. praise be with you and good luck is all i can really say to all who make it here.
it was a long but swift journey into academia but hey...now's youre time. and your beautiful, tasty oyster is the world.
indulge.
soon, baby, soon.
like i said previously, a hop, skip and a jump.
i came in loving you now im doing a high-wire act on that thin line.
[the passion is still there though for kinesiology.
it's just the atmosphere and the whole routine everyday.]
[next pinnacle in line]
and im inspired daily by looking at the mantle over the fireplace, as i view my brother's electrical engineering degree.
let that be me.
(well not necessarily with circuits and what not...but let that be me in my own circumstances)
in closing...
value your university education.
you are society's 10% who make it this far.
the upper crust isn't store bought - it's made from scratch.
on another note...i dont think it was sucha good idea eating the way i did yesterday...drinking the way we did yesterday and going out the way we did yesterday.
it feels like a maggot is eating my brain from the inside out.
and my nose...it's like a really ghetto project apartment's leaky faucet.
see ya in church.
finally.
by the way....it's so funny when i get on james' nerves.
hahahahahahahhahhhah
one of life's pleasures.
birthday-biter.
by the way....it's so funny when i get on james' nerves.
hahahahahahahhahhhah
one of life's pleasures.
birthday-biter.
530am.
why?
who knows.
[don't get lost in all of the consumer hoopla
i will no longer say "happy holidays", at this point.
i will now say HAPPY MASS OF CHRIST.]
i need snow for my Christmas. but it's ok though, i guess...i mean it being mild - cause im sick!
let your food be your medicine, no excederine.
we gotta start taking better care of ourselves. be healthy ya'll.
one more time....
MALIGAYANG PASKO!!!
by the way...rocks came over yesterday. he wanted to go thru all of my pictures. no people, no nude pics - we only look at those after we eat.
???
but anyways, he crossed my graduation pics and i had this big ass smile across my face.
now that coulda been 'cause of that particular nite or that could've been for the obvious reason that i finished highschool like i planned...but he noted, "that's a good feeling" isn't it?
damn straight.
and it'll all happen again very shortly.
the unknockable smirk.
[cause all we got is rhythm and time - we go beyond the edge of the sky]
why?
who knows.
[don't get lost in all of the consumer hoopla
i will no longer say "happy holidays", at this point.
i will now say HAPPY MASS OF CHRIST.]
i need snow for my Christmas. but it's ok though, i guess...i mean it being mild - cause im sick!
let your food be your medicine, no excederine.
we gotta start taking better care of ourselves. be healthy ya'll.
one more time....
MALIGAYANG PASKO!!!
by the way...rocks came over yesterday. he wanted to go thru all of my pictures. no people, no nude pics - we only look at those after we eat.
???
but anyways, he crossed my graduation pics and i had this big ass smile across my face.
now that coulda been 'cause of that particular nite or that could've been for the obvious reason that i finished highschool like i planned...but he noted, "that's a good feeling" isn't it?
damn straight.
and it'll all happen again very shortly.
the unknockable smirk.
[cause all we got is rhythm and time - we go beyond the edge of the sky]
today's scar tissue reminds you how real yesterday was.
Published Tuesday, December 23, 2003 by jay d.
thanks for the card!!! that nullified all of yesterday's happenings.
as for today, the most busiest shopping day of the year. i was on..and with all my peoples too! and on the busiest day, guess who is placed to work the feature item of the week? guess who is responsible for manning this $12.99 piece of crap!
no doubt...me! and on the busiest day, guess who held down the fort of that table?? me! for 95% of the time of that whole 8 hour shift, i was the town's performance fleece pusher. it's like all the shoppers were fiends and i had exactly what they needed.
and it's good to know that some people take notice too! there were some big wigs up in our store today..mainly 2 district managers to be exact.
and guess what else...for my work today...more specifically my skills to engage the customer, one of the big wigs awarded me with a watch!
DIG THAT!
and all of that happened today. at work. and many other good things. and many people who i haven't seen for ages too, came into the store. ohhh whatta day. one of those people were francis javier. anyone remember him from grade skool???
that punkass didn't even remeber me - however, his older brother did...kinda wack. guess i dont make a lasting impression on everyone.
but yea...all of my efforts; my energy, my whole day - beginning since 630am this morning up till this log...was the result of the energy from me sustaining at breakfast, some coffee and chunky chicken noodle soup (im sick..and yes i eat chunky with a spoon as opossed to a fork), at my first 15minute break - 2 jamaican patties (they filled the breakroom fridge with patties and water for some reason) and 2 choco chip granola bars, at my 1 hour break with a big mac combo and for dinner the 2 piece & 2 side holiday meal at popeye's. ahhh lady.
im telling you, it's all bout the caffine and high cal diet of the day. well, ive been working for the past 5 days straight, and frankly, im glad im not on for Christmas eve and Christmas. see ya on boxing day old gravy.
now off for R&R with my peeps.
drinks on me!
maligayang pasko!!!
as for today, the most busiest shopping day of the year. i was on..and with all my peoples too! and on the busiest day, guess who is placed to work the feature item of the week? guess who is responsible for manning this $12.99 piece of crap!
no doubt...me! and on the busiest day, guess who held down the fort of that table?? me! for 95% of the time of that whole 8 hour shift, i was the town's performance fleece pusher. it's like all the shoppers were fiends and i had exactly what they needed.
and it's good to know that some people take notice too! there were some big wigs up in our store today..mainly 2 district managers to be exact.
and guess what else...for my work today...more specifically my skills to engage the customer, one of the big wigs awarded me with a watch!
DIG THAT!
and all of that happened today. at work. and many other good things. and many people who i haven't seen for ages too, came into the store. ohhh whatta day. one of those people were francis javier. anyone remember him from grade skool???
that punkass didn't even remeber me - however, his older brother did...kinda wack. guess i dont make a lasting impression on everyone.
but yea...all of my efforts; my energy, my whole day - beginning since 630am this morning up till this log...was the result of the energy from me sustaining at breakfast, some coffee and chunky chicken noodle soup (im sick..and yes i eat chunky with a spoon as opossed to a fork), at my first 15minute break - 2 jamaican patties (they filled the breakroom fridge with patties and water for some reason) and 2 choco chip granola bars, at my 1 hour break with a big mac combo and for dinner the 2 piece & 2 side holiday meal at popeye's. ahhh lady.
im telling you, it's all bout the caffine and high cal diet of the day. well, ive been working for the past 5 days straight, and frankly, im glad im not on for Christmas eve and Christmas. see ya on boxing day old gravy.
now off for R&R with my peeps.
drinks on me!
maligayang pasko!!!
hey, have you been somewhere you never ever been before?
Published Monday, December 22, 2003 by jay d.
damn that's a good song. but not as good as...
what's ya flava? TELL ME WHAT'S YA FLAVA!
google? goggle?
toggle. bloggle?
la la laaa..la la la la laaaa.
oh yea...aside from jay kay's "LateNightTales" there's also "AnotherLateNight" so yessum...go check that out if you may.
and holy crap!! bassist nick fyffe of jamiroquai has left the effin band! oh well...stuart zender, we need you back!!!!
damn guys always wanna do their own projects.
piss off!
conan o'brien we're coming at'cha!
i was born to rock and built to last - you neva seen my feet cause they move so fasssst!
what's ya flava? TELL ME WHAT'S YA FLAVA!
google? goggle?
toggle. bloggle?
la la laaa..la la la la laaaa.
oh yea...aside from jay kay's "LateNightTales" there's also "AnotherLateNight" so yessum...go check that out if you may.
and holy crap!! bassist nick fyffe of jamiroquai has left the effin band! oh well...stuart zender, we need you back!!!!
damn guys always wanna do their own projects.
piss off!
conan o'brien we're coming at'cha!
i was born to rock and built to last - you neva seen my feet cause they move so fasssst!
i look at this picture and i think, "damn it's good to be me. damn it's great. i need to blow my nose right now".
the conclusion of that thought has nothing to do with anything..just me being runny right now.
ol' skool.
REAL OL' SKOOL.
which emphasizes even more how fast it's really all PROGRESSING.
(think about it)
[post-prom 3-day weekend]
fun and games of all sorts.
let's try this: justyna, federico, chua, dan, cordell, paolo, dibs, gomes, dark guy in back i can't see, jay, sandro, jimmy, branco, janice, rj i think, sheehy, colin, melissa, barbara, pat, paolo (i dunno)?, paolo again (who knows)!, pento, mark, rocks, mary, mary anne
[GO BISHOP (dolphins????)!!]
funny how i can see anyone of these people on the streets and hold a conversation with them as if we've just seen eachother the other day. a reunion in about 5 will be nice.
history is important.
how can you know where you're going if you don't know where you came from?
so by all means, check the history button of your browser and make sure you don't revisit a porn site that you checked into about an hour ago.
that'd be just time wasted.
citations go out to colin, for i jacked these pics off his website.
ok..now i'll really go to bed.
the conclusion of that thought has nothing to do with anything..just me being runny right now.
ol' skool.
REAL OL' SKOOL.
which emphasizes even more how fast it's really all PROGRESSING.
(think about it)
[post-prom 3-day weekend]
fun and games of all sorts.
let's try this: justyna, federico, chua, dan, cordell, paolo, dibs, gomes, dark guy in back i can't see, jay, sandro, jimmy, branco, janice, rj i think, sheehy, colin, melissa, barbara, pat, paolo (i dunno)?, paolo again (who knows)!, pento, mark, rocks, mary, mary anne
[GO BISHOP (dolphins????)!!]
funny how i can see anyone of these people on the streets and hold a conversation with them as if we've just seen eachother the other day. a reunion in about 5 will be nice.
history is important.
how can you know where you're going if you don't know where you came from?
so by all means, check the history button of your browser and make sure you don't revisit a porn site that you checked into about an hour ago.
that'd be just time wasted.
citations go out to colin, for i jacked these pics off his website.
ok..now i'll really go to bed.
see me in my office for a personal tutorial if you need additional physiological details about the whole matter.
it seems as if my sleeping is outta wack again. or maybe im just exhausted. my legs are so tight and i haven't even been working out. unless you count my self climbing up and down those stupid old navy ladders all day. and i feel sickness in my throat. it's that burn like i've been drinking a windex-lemon pledge slushie all day. it really burns. as for my room, it's like a meat freezer in here. guess im just a side of beef to my family.
that niece and nephew of mine....well, i gotta say....they really are the centre of my universe. no explanation required.
see ya at work you monkeys.
currently ripped off the cd me and my brother got my older brother for his birthday.
SUPER SUPER NICEEEEEEEEEEE!
thanks stevie!
another honourable mention goes out to musiq soulchild.
damn that's a good cd too. too bad i didn't buy it though. too bad my friends hand me bootleg copies without me asking. it's ok..new rule of thumb...if at least one of my friends buys the cd, then i consider that giving them credit. i dunno, i guess i consider us as one whole entity. so yea...friends, give me a list of all your cds and let me know how much legitimate credit i've been giving artists.
it seems as if my sleeping is outta wack again. or maybe im just exhausted. my legs are so tight and i haven't even been working out. unless you count my self climbing up and down those stupid old navy ladders all day. and i feel sickness in my throat. it's that burn like i've been drinking a windex-lemon pledge slushie all day. it really burns. as for my room, it's like a meat freezer in here. guess im just a side of beef to my family.
that niece and nephew of mine....well, i gotta say....they really are the centre of my universe. no explanation required.
see ya at work you monkeys.
currently ripped off the cd me and my brother got my older brother for his birthday.
SUPER SUPER NICEEEEEEEEEEE!
thanks stevie!
another honourable mention goes out to musiq soulchild.
damn that's a good cd too. too bad i didn't buy it though. too bad my friends hand me bootleg copies without me asking. it's ok..new rule of thumb...if at least one of my friends buys the cd, then i consider that giving them credit. i dunno, i guess i consider us as one whole entity. so yea...friends, give me a list of all your cds and let me know how much legitimate credit i've been giving artists.
or question.....
what's ya flava? tell me what's ya flava!!
k, that's enough of that nonsense for the day.
ch'eaaaaaaaa!
we can git down. we can git down.
WE CAN GIT DOWN.
what's ya flava? tell me what's ya flava!!
k, that's enough of that nonsense for the day.
ch'eaaaaaaaa!
we can git down. we can git down.
WE CAN GIT DOWN.
a rare find. a trilogy that i can honestly say is solid from beginning to end.
thanks wingnut.
[i like her. i deserve elf-children too don't i?]
[sword-wielding princesses rock too!
yeah!@!!]
damn that was a good day.
good eats too. they love us there at work.
i think.
and that guy rocky...geez....i called that a long time ago. he already has his own...and that phone too! that damn guy.
who does he think he is eh?
*ends entry while dancing in the fitting room while song plays in the background
(it's a new york city Christmas! everybody move your body!...NEW YORK CITY CHRISTMASSSSS!)
one more thing..to rj....i just had to ask..and please email me whenver you get the time, in response...but yea, i was wondering.....
WHAT'S YA' FLAVA, TELL ME WHAT'S YA FLAVA!
hahaha damn, i'll miss that place if i leave. hahahahha
["hello toronto, this is craig david and i wanted to inquire...WHAT'S YA FLAVA? TELL ME WHAT'S YA FLAVA!"]
["whats ya flava? tell me what's ya flava!"]
hahahhahhhhah....
........hahahhha......
.....hahahahhahaa
allllll the way home.
good eats too. they love us there at work.
i think.
and that guy rocky...geez....i called that a long time ago. he already has his own...and that phone too! that damn guy.
who does he think he is eh?
*ends entry while dancing in the fitting room while song plays in the background
(it's a new york city Christmas! everybody move your body!...NEW YORK CITY CHRISTMASSSSS!)
one more thing..to rj....i just had to ask..and please email me whenver you get the time, in response...but yea, i was wondering.....
WHAT'S YA' FLAVA, TELL ME WHAT'S YA FLAVA!
hahaha damn, i'll miss that place if i leave. hahahahha
["hello toronto, this is craig david and i wanted to inquire...WHAT'S YA FLAVA? TELL ME WHAT'S YA FLAVA!"]
["whats ya flava? tell me what's ya flava!"]
hahahhahhhhah....
........hahahhha......
.....hahahahhahaa
allllll the way home.
YA'LL SHOULD TAGGIT. plus i haven't seen how a tag in that guestbook looks anyhow. so yea..taggit; i'd like to see. and besides, i kinda dont wanna tag my own guestbook..with my own name..talking to my own self.
so yea..here's an order. abs, james, colin and rj...YOU MUST TAG. maybe not now..maybe not tomorrow..but you must tag..considering your avid readers of this, whether at work or at play..but please, dont play with yourself while reading this. thanks clowns.
so yea..here's an order. abs, james, colin and rj...YOU MUST TAG. maybe not now..maybe not tomorrow..but you must tag..considering your avid readers of this, whether at work or at play..but please, dont play with yourself while reading this. thanks clowns.
haha i lost my schedule for this week. oh well, there's only tomorrow for this week's schedule so no biggie. right???
WRONG.
i call in, trying to be the good employee...yanno, JUST TO MAKE SURE im not working...and then they try and con me into working from 230pm-1130pm..can you believe that?
a closing shift!!!
but me being the one of the sharpest knives in the cupboard, instead, declined the weasel offer and instead, insisted, since i want SOME hours, that i work an opening shift till 2pm.
HA!
THEY TOOK ME UP ON IT. damn i like making up my own shifts...THAT'S THE 2ND TIME THIS WEEK!
happy weekend. this is supposed to be the busiest shopping weekend of the whole
year.
drink lots of fluids and drop lots of dollars and drink lots of alcohol afterwards too..that's my advice.
my name is jason. i refuse to wear VON DOUCHE-BAG gear.
but if you happen to sport it..then so be it...YA BUNCHA DOUCHE-BAGS.
love, jay.
one last thing..cause i never shuddup...
current sounds that keep echoing inside of my cranium:
1. rocks' "ugh"
2. japes' rendition of "hey santa" at varying high and low tones.
["NORM!"]
WRONG.
i call in, trying to be the good employee...yanno, JUST TO MAKE SURE im not working...and then they try and con me into working from 230pm-1130pm..can you believe that?
a closing shift!!!
but me being the one of the sharpest knives in the cupboard, instead, declined the weasel offer and instead, insisted, since i want SOME hours, that i work an opening shift till 2pm.
HA!
THEY TOOK ME UP ON IT. damn i like making up my own shifts...THAT'S THE 2ND TIME THIS WEEK!
happy weekend. this is supposed to be the busiest shopping weekend of the whole
year.
drink lots of fluids and drop lots of dollars and drink lots of alcohol afterwards too..that's my advice.
my name is jason. i refuse to wear VON DOUCHE-BAG gear.
but if you happen to sport it..then so be it...YA BUNCHA DOUCHE-BAGS.
love, jay.
one last thing..cause i never shuddup...
current sounds that keep echoing inside of my cranium:
1. rocks' "ugh"
2. japes' rendition of "hey santa" at varying high and low tones.
["NORM!"]
things always even out. things always even out. things always even out. things always even out. things always even out.
Published by jay d.
they do.
it's almost scary how they do.
all im saying right now is...im in supreme relief. i dont care if you, my reader, believes in God or not...karma or not....what goes around comes around or not..but yes, there is some kinda ultimate being..maybe even spiritual force out there..maybe it's in the trees...or the water...or some predetermined script that's written, but holy crap....i'll repeat....things always even out.
for the better or worse...they do.
in my case....the better.
Thanks Big Guy up in the sky.
it has to do with work..by the way. i dont want anyone calling me asking me if they can have a percentage of my lotto earnings. none of that.
it's almost scary how they do.
all im saying right now is...im in supreme relief. i dont care if you, my reader, believes in God or not...karma or not....what goes around comes around or not..but yes, there is some kinda ultimate being..maybe even spiritual force out there..maybe it's in the trees...or the water...or some predetermined script that's written, but holy crap....i'll repeat....things always even out.
for the better or worse...they do.
in my case....the better.
Thanks Big Guy up in the sky.
it has to do with work..by the way. i dont want anyone calling me asking me if they can have a percentage of my lotto earnings. none of that.
look at this chooch monkey on the far right~!
wearing his leather jacket and lilcking his lips.
chief, thinks he's sergio volante!
i mean we help the guy move back near us..and he still doesn't chill.
well sorry mr. donald trump. we all don't make multimillion dollar, 10-digit figures like you do. geez. the best i can do for you is give you a sock from the gap. i guess that's not even good enough, now is it?
excuse me for being a small plankton amongst the red lobster.
anyhow..there's so much going on in this pic.
a breakdown, shall we? [left to right]:
we have rj. what the hell is he laughing about? and why is he fisting the couch? geez...couldn't you wait till you got home to look at your fisting porn? you just had to replay that in your head, didn't you? youre amongst civilized people...actually, no youre not; it's just us. continue. [side note: i like how he tries to cover up his fisting obsession with a laugh. so when you view this picture, which is now, you tend to focus on his facial expression rather than his fist - deep into the crevass of the couch.
mr. john. you okay man? seems to me like someone's having a little more than a mild-mannered case of...[insert double armpit noise here] DIARRHEA [armpit chorus] DIARRHEA! (when you're sitting in your chevy and your pants are feeling heavy....)
some moron off the street. why am i always smiling?!! there's nothing funny even going on. some days, you guys just have to look me in the eye and say "jay, will you wipe that damn smile off from across your face, YOU STUPID PEE-HOLE!"
if you look closely, i guess i, too, have the urge to fist something. too bad the floor has no indentations. putz.
mark. him too. smiling. geez. knock that shit off.
mary anne. someone cant stop looking at someone. oh!
chooch-monkey. james. fondling my stylus. you likes? hopefully you did. yanno, i think, since me and you share the exact same birthday, God had an ultimate plan for us (no, not homosexual canadian marriage, you twat). he said to himself, "imma put two guys on this earth, on this day, in this year, in this part of the world. one will be the asshole, the other will take the brunt of the punishment that this asshole dishes out. for a balance of the world. this is the plan." ok, well maybe not in those exact words, i had to paraphrase...anyhow. thanks james. it's the balance. and again, i stress....stop taking me so damn seriously. geez. you've known me since what? grade 10?...11?? cut that shit out and just squeeze my knob. now there's a sign of true homies and longevity.
wearing his leather jacket and lilcking his lips.
chief, thinks he's sergio volante!
i mean we help the guy move back near us..and he still doesn't chill.
well sorry mr. donald trump. we all don't make multimillion dollar, 10-digit figures like you do. geez. the best i can do for you is give you a sock from the gap. i guess that's not even good enough, now is it?
excuse me for being a small plankton amongst the red lobster.
anyhow..there's so much going on in this pic.
a breakdown, shall we? [left to right]:
we have rj. what the hell is he laughing about? and why is he fisting the couch? geez...couldn't you wait till you got home to look at your fisting porn? you just had to replay that in your head, didn't you? youre amongst civilized people...actually, no youre not; it's just us. continue. [side note: i like how he tries to cover up his fisting obsession with a laugh. so when you view this picture, which is now, you tend to focus on his facial expression rather than his fist - deep into the crevass of the couch.
mr. john. you okay man? seems to me like someone's having a little more than a mild-mannered case of...[insert double armpit noise here] DIARRHEA [armpit chorus] DIARRHEA! (when you're sitting in your chevy and your pants are feeling heavy....)
some moron off the street. why am i always smiling?!! there's nothing funny even going on. some days, you guys just have to look me in the eye and say "jay, will you wipe that damn smile off from across your face, YOU STUPID PEE-HOLE!"
if you look closely, i guess i, too, have the urge to fist something. too bad the floor has no indentations. putz.
mark. him too. smiling. geez. knock that shit off.
mary anne. someone cant stop looking at someone. oh!
chooch-monkey. james. fondling my stylus. you likes? hopefully you did. yanno, i think, since me and you share the exact same birthday, God had an ultimate plan for us (no, not homosexual canadian marriage, you twat). he said to himself, "imma put two guys on this earth, on this day, in this year, in this part of the world. one will be the asshole, the other will take the brunt of the punishment that this asshole dishes out. for a balance of the world. this is the plan." ok, well maybe not in those exact words, i had to paraphrase...anyhow. thanks james. it's the balance. and again, i stress....stop taking me so damn seriously. geez. you've known me since what? grade 10?...11?? cut that shit out and just squeeze my knob. now there's a sign of true homies and longevity.
[sweet fancy moses!! it's rick mayer]
sorry man, i had to...it's all love.
.....my hotdog has a second name it's m-a-y-e-r.
if im not in the lab getting poked and prodded while submitting specimens of pee and blood or even a carbon dioxide sample while performing excercise with a tube shoved in my mouth, then im on my winter break giving pee and blood samples.
well..its not suprising that im in perfect health. duh. i told you.
told who?..i dunno. but i told them (*fist in the air*yea!). i never participate in high risk activity like sodomizing an african chimp or even riding a lama through a flaming hoop with spikes on the other side's landing pad. nope. none of that...so why would i be ill in nature?
never. with that said, imma be off to crush some skulls, thai-stylee.
[i laugh in the face of ketone bodies or even urea. ha!]
[your tubes might be a match for skippy over here but in terms of me...you gotta be kidding. ha!]
[is that it?!! for me, we could make history...i got lots to give. we'll call it "the tranfusion of the 5000"]
jigga, please!
[
well..its not suprising that im in perfect health. duh. i told you.
told who?..i dunno. but i told them (*fist in the air*yea!). i never participate in high risk activity like sodomizing an african chimp or even riding a lama through a flaming hoop with spikes on the other side's landing pad. nope. none of that...so why would i be ill in nature?
never. with that said, imma be off to crush some skulls, thai-stylee.
[i laugh in the face of ketone bodies or even urea. ha!]
[your tubes might be a match for skippy over here but in terms of me...you gotta be kidding. ha!]
[is that it?!! for me, we could make history...i got lots to give. we'll call it "the tranfusion of the 5000"]
jigga, please!
[
i said i hated it before..but i think i kinda like closing.
closing is the shiznit shift.
but yea...tomorrow i have a physical at 9am. actually...that's today, technically.
and hey, 31 hours next week baby!
ah yea ah yea!
and one more thing.....rj, if youre reading this, did you know that so many people go to our skool?!!!...wtf?
who'da thunk it?
one more thing...the brooke burke obsession continues. it was so nice coming home after work, eating some Christmas cookies (you know, the red and green ones with the sprinkles that we used to eat in grade 1) and crashing on the couch only to see sweet larry's love, brooke burke de los Reyes.
ahhhh yeaaaaaaaaa.
[comatosed]
closing is the shiznit shift.
but yea...tomorrow i have a physical at 9am. actually...that's today, technically.
and hey, 31 hours next week baby!
ah yea ah yea!
and one more thing.....rj, if youre reading this, did you know that so many people go to our skool?!!!...wtf?
who'da thunk it?
one more thing...the brooke burke obsession continues. it was so nice coming home after work, eating some Christmas cookies (you know, the red and green ones with the sprinkles that we used to eat in grade 1) and crashing on the couch only to see sweet larry's love, brooke burke de los Reyes.
ahhhh yeaaaaaaaaa.
[comatosed]
shanghai noodles, shrimp fried rice and a big mac combo.
Published Wednesday, December 17, 2003 by jay d.
that was today's lunch. and i had absolutely no problem downing that all. those fries were supersized too, by the way.
why do you wanna visit me? why do you wanna see me fold..or unlock fitting room doors..or being harassed by customers...why why why?
good ol' pal, emily just called me. she came back from uni for the break - and of course we're gonna make plans soontime..but the thing is...is it really necessary for her to come visit me at work???
in relation to that, why do you, mr. r.j. have to come and visit me at work too? YOU FUCKING WORK THERE TOO!
you VON DOUCHE-BAG!!
PLEASE DON'T VISIT ME. im not too fly in my red shirt.
here's a funny blogger.
wait a minute...that blog is gay. as in homosexual...not that that's a good thing or bad thing...it just is.
still funny nonetheless.
im not gay, but yea..big ups to my gay bredren. bup bup!
why do you wanna visit me? why do you wanna see me fold..or unlock fitting room doors..or being harassed by customers...why why why?
good ol' pal, emily just called me. she came back from uni for the break - and of course we're gonna make plans soontime..but the thing is...is it really necessary for her to come visit me at work???
in relation to that, why do you, mr. r.j. have to come and visit me at work too? YOU FUCKING WORK THERE TOO!
you VON DOUCHE-BAG!!
PLEASE DON'T VISIT ME. im not too fly in my red shirt.
here's a funny blogger.
wait a minute...that blog is gay. as in homosexual...not that that's a good thing or bad thing...it just is.
still funny nonetheless.
im not gay, but yea..big ups to my gay bredren. bup bup!
i really shouldn't listen to dead prez in the morning.
it raises my agression level when there's really no point in doin so. so yea....if im crabby one day..or some other day, one factor to be blamed might be the fact that i was listening to dead prez. so if you see me flipping cars or stoning politicians, please...take into account the fact that i had that bumpin in my room's ghettoblaster.
at this hour, it's all bout the jamiroquai cd.
a skooo skooo la-la-la la laaaaaa...b-deee-boo-booo...HEYYYYYY NOW!
don't front, my scat sessions are da bomb.
i really should get around to cleaning my room. dirty rooms are evil things.
doo-dooo-doooo-da-da-nooo-da-da-nooooooo!
feliz navidad.
(a scoo-scoo--la-la-laaa..ohhh hey now~!)
haaahahhahahaahahaha
it raises my agression level when there's really no point in doin so. so yea....if im crabby one day..or some other day, one factor to be blamed might be the fact that i was listening to dead prez. so if you see me flipping cars or stoning politicians, please...take into account the fact that i had that bumpin in my room's ghettoblaster.
at this hour, it's all bout the jamiroquai cd.
a skooo skooo la-la-la la laaaaaa...b-deee-boo-booo...HEYYYYYY NOW!
don't front, my scat sessions are da bomb.
i really should get around to cleaning my room. dirty rooms are evil things.
doo-dooo-doooo-da-da-nooo-da-da-nooooooo!
feliz navidad.
(a scoo-scoo--la-la-laaa..ohhh hey now~!)
haaahahhahahaahahaha
which is a nice change from the deep depths of hell that i was being dragged through a mere 2 weeks back.
thanks.
thanks.
yanno what's stupid? a dumb girl trying to act smart. that's fucking stupid. no, its not just dumb, it's fucking stupid.
least the dumb girl who's dumb doesnt try to act like anything she's not..which is dumb.
case and point: i was watching the view today..God knows why..but yea, i was flipping through the tube..and i heard that new host say something about how they should deal with sadaam. to sum it up she said something along the lines of.."yea, i wouldn't be satisfied with anything less than saddam being executed." she further went on about the current state of iraq and how that should be delt with. no credibity at all is my point. i mean that's right up there with asking britney her stance on the war. you might as well watch bill cosby's KIDS SAY THE DARNDEST THINGS program. that's about the same thing.
there's something to be said about a girl who can think and who knows what the fuck is going on. on top of that (which is where i constantly find myself on -har har har) there's something to be said about a girl who can be that way and have the looks and body to match. that right there is the multivitamin of jay's life, sustaining him throughout the day for all of his bodily needs and mental well-being.
[i then changed the channel]
next up was the john walsh show. the focus of the show was on highschool hazing. obviously they had the two views of the story. the hazEE and the hazER. the haZER's dad said, and i quote, "poor people are always complaining about how rich people pick on them for once i'd like show the reality and how that's not the case."
are you kidding me?!! it is the case you rich bastard.
only from the mouth of rich white america would you hear filth like that. stupid fucking idiot.
[the up arrow had my thumbs attention again]
enrique iglesias' grandfather..at teh age of 82, i believe is having a kid?!!!!
wow.
that last one i threw in there for the hell of it.
good freaking day.
least the dumb girl who's dumb doesnt try to act like anything she's not..which is dumb.
case and point: i was watching the view today..God knows why..but yea, i was flipping through the tube..and i heard that new host say something about how they should deal with sadaam. to sum it up she said something along the lines of.."yea, i wouldn't be satisfied with anything less than saddam being executed." she further went on about the current state of iraq and how that should be delt with. no credibity at all is my point. i mean that's right up there with asking britney her stance on the war. you might as well watch bill cosby's KIDS SAY THE DARNDEST THINGS program. that's about the same thing.
there's something to be said about a girl who can think and who knows what the fuck is going on. on top of that (which is where i constantly find myself on -har har har) there's something to be said about a girl who can be that way and have the looks and body to match. that right there is the multivitamin of jay's life, sustaining him throughout the day for all of his bodily needs and mental well-being.
[i then changed the channel]
next up was the john walsh show. the focus of the show was on highschool hazing. obviously they had the two views of the story. the hazEE and the hazER. the haZER's dad said, and i quote, "poor people are always complaining about how rich people pick on them for once i'd like show the reality and how that's not the case."
are you kidding me?!! it is the case you rich bastard.
only from the mouth of rich white america would you hear filth like that. stupid fucking idiot.
[the up arrow had my thumbs attention again]
enrique iglesias' grandfather..at teh age of 82, i believe is having a kid?!!!!
wow.
that last one i threw in there for the hell of it.
good freaking day.
hahahah i had to fucking email in for my password.
there's an addiction there. didn't even last 1 day.
there's an addiction there. didn't even last 1 day.
why did 1 straw break the camel's back? - here's the secret: there were 1 million other straws underneath it.
Published by jay d.
you push and push....everything has it's limits.
numbers have them, why can't i?
numbers have them, why can't i?
and it's official now. i don't know the password anymore.
::12.9.03::
[8:43pm - still alive]
you are reading the words of a man who has not slept for 40 hours.
i kid you not - go ask my pillow.
why the madness?
here`s the check list prior to last thursday:
[ ] athletic injuries
[ ] human physiology II
[ ] skilled performance and motor learning
well with finals weighing in heavier than george foreman in a bigfoot monster truck, i kinda figured it`d be to my best benefit to just do things the way i do things.
in the past two days, i`ve learned quite a lot. breaka-down!:
-i have endurance.
this cannot be stressed too much. at one point i wanted to give up studying. i even lost morale at one point but hey, a couple slaps in the face, some motivational propaganda, a few prayers and i was right back on the train towards the last stop of redemption.
- i have good peoples.
to those who checked up on my mental and physical well-being here and there, well...thanks. i never forget things like that.
- university is some hard-ass shit.
6 tonnes of prunes couldn`t help you cope.
- i have character.
40 hours can build a lot of it.
- always smile.
laugh if it`s possible. but always smile, no matter what.
- i apply mine.
water. coffee. bananas. ginger tea. pepsi. [repeat]
water keeps you hydrated.
coffee keeps you awake but also makes you pee. coffee prevents the absorption of calcium into your body.
bananas have potassium. potassium facilitates the absorption of calcium. bananas are tasty.
ginger tea helps me focus. it might help you too. i really don`t care. then again, this might all just be psychosomatic.
pepsi. be young, have fun (see coffee).
- i have fooled my body.
i say "sleep". with a retarded face, it replies "huh?".
- there`s an irony here.
im supposedto be a health scientist. im supposed to be a kin major. you`d think that id be in good health or even fitness for that matter. in reality, i`ve dropped weight. the bony prominence on each side of my face, that i call cheeks, can testify to that. my eating habits suck, and isn`t it obvious that i really don`t think much of rest?
aside from all that, i got my moms all worried this semester. her buying me vitamins makes me wonder (by the way, dammit, theyre not flinstone! theyre old people`s vitamins).
- losing an eggtart bet sucks goat scrotum.
(looks like you get 6, cause there`s no way in hell that i got a B in both of them.)
- i feel sorry for the poor schmuck who has to spar with me.
last session i had, i almost had my shoulder popped out the joint. i really miss things like that.
- some kids have teddy bears; i have my lamp.
blue, clear, changeable in height..and hey, it`s furni from ikea. i take that bitch everywhere. the dinner table. my room....well..umm..yea, guess that`s everywhere.
- time sucks. clocks suck (i said CLOCKS). watches suck. throw them away.
- im super lean.
rectus abdominus, baby!
maybe it was the yoga. tai chi. maybe the fighting. naw, it`s really the caffine.
- the sympathetic nervous system is a mutha.
im almost certain that i almost went into shock last nite. almost certain. shivering...almost blacking out on the bus to skool...at times, the fetal position in a corner seemed ever-so promising and alluring.
- professor t. haas deserves to be shot out of cannon towards jupiter.
we have that kinda technology these days don`t we?
whether you take human physiology or basket weaving 1005, if you get tara haas, drop the course. save money, time, and effort. take your butt elsewhere and learn the crap or watch PBS.
she was most certainly out to get all of uson that one. i have about 400 other kinesiologists who can back me on that conviction.
- the world canstopspinning.
- chocolate chip cookies at 3am taste a lot better than they do in the day.
- alotted cheatsheets for a final exam are never a good omen for cumulative exams.
i really should post mine on here. it looks like a colony of ants on an 8x11 white-flavoured fruit roll-up.
that`s going in a frame so i can put it up on the mantle one day, sit my kids` kids on my lap, have my wife beside me, all the while while i share stories of the past with the whole clan.
im really considering it. for now, it`ll go right beside the space in my room where i plan to hang this one [fig 1.1].
- walking out of that final final, i felt like a lizard breaking out the shell.
[crunch]
- ive put some thought into it, when im done..and either during the time or after i do some travelling, imma take up the bass guitar. add that to the list.
- i have an obsession with keeping my colon clean.
that`s good though.
- motivation is a self-slap in the face.
it can also be postive words. it`s the pat on the back, the glare of your niece and nephew, the playlist on your winamp.
- i`m just a hop, skip and a jump away from the world being my oyster.
- there`s a feeling that i can`t explain.
it`s that post-exam feeling when the air is colder in your lungs, vision more crisp. it`s the spring in each stride, the volume of the world in your ear set just right. it`s that confidence as you walk thru the halls - feeling like you`re a gangster in one of those mafia flick starring robert de niro.
whether you`re in skool, working, have kids to take care or warm the sidewalk in the city panhandling, put some kinda value on what you do. you gotta. then again, that last group probably wouldn`t be reading this, now would they?
[sortie.]
happy holidays.
i`d say Merry Christmas but that`s not classic piscesean, and besides, that`snotpolitically correct now is it?...even though i am catholic.
here`s to victory in 2004.
cheers, kids.
if anyone needs me, ya`ll know how to get a hold of me.
imma take a break for awhile.
say my name 3 times.
you know the deal.
::12.7.03::
believe, asshole..believe[repeat].
one day...i hope i can look back at all of this..and just laugh it off. this is messed. no diggity.
and awww, i missed the old navy Christmas party. crap. no me there. oh well...twats.
::12.5.03::
9:45pm
subjects were put in experimental chambers that completely isolated them from their usual external environment. for the first few days, they were exposed to a 24 h rest-activity cycle in which the room lights were turned on and off at the same time each day. under these conditions, their sleep-wake cycles were 24 h long. then, all environmental time cues were eliminated, the individuals were allowed to control the light themselves. immediately, their sleep-wake patterns began to change. on the average, bedtime began about 30 min later each day and so did wake-up time. thus a sleep-wake cycle persisted in the complete absence of environmental cues, and such a rhythm is called a free-running rhythm.
-excerpt based on "circadian rhythm" taken from human physiology: the mechanisms of body function (textbook)
wow, it`s funny that we touch on that and it`s even more funny that im prepping for a final that touches that.
why?
cause that`s me! cept in my case, i dont need environmental cues to tell me when to and when not to sleep.
it`s all outta wack, already...regardless.
my name is jason. i am defined by the dark circles under my eyes and the broken blood vessels within them.
::12.4.03::
[first blood]
and im left with a bad aftertasteinmy mouth.
the lo-low:
50% final - today
60% final - monday
70% final - tuesday
God forbid that a varus force strikes you. God forbid it.
today was hard. but like my pops says, "life is hard...pass the ketchup".
funny thing is, i dont have it that hard, a friend `o` mine has 2 finals per day on monday and tuesday. and those include the onesim writing. so yea...there`s always someone out there who makes you feel pretty damn good about yourself. case and point.
excuse me, but imma go watch a telethon that serves the best interest of famished children in the underdevloped world(awww..poor taste in humour. forgive me, please....k dont. oh well).
having absolutely nothing to do with absolutely anything.
::12.9.03::
[8:43pm - still alive]
you are reading the words of a man who has not slept for 40 hours.
i kid you not - go ask my pillow.
why the madness?
here`s the check list prior to last thursday:
[ ] athletic injuries
[ ] human physiology II
[ ] skilled performance and motor learning
well with finals weighing in heavier than george foreman in a bigfoot monster truck, i kinda figured it`d be to my best benefit to just do things the way i do things.
in the past two days, i`ve learned quite a lot. breaka-down!:
-i have endurance.
this cannot be stressed too much. at one point i wanted to give up studying. i even lost morale at one point but hey, a couple slaps in the face, some motivational propaganda, a few prayers and i was right back on the train towards the last stop of redemption.
- i have good peoples.
to those who checked up on my mental and physical well-being here and there, well...thanks. i never forget things like that.
- university is some hard-ass shit.
6 tonnes of prunes couldn`t help you cope.
- i have character.
40 hours can build a lot of it.
- always smile.
laugh if it`s possible. but always smile, no matter what.
- i apply mine.
water. coffee. bananas. ginger tea. pepsi. [repeat]
water keeps you hydrated.
coffee keeps you awake but also makes you pee. coffee prevents the absorption of calcium into your body.
bananas have potassium. potassium facilitates the absorption of calcium. bananas are tasty.
ginger tea helps me focus. it might help you too. i really don`t care. then again, this might all just be psychosomatic.
pepsi. be young, have fun (see coffee).
- i have fooled my body.
i say "sleep". with a retarded face, it replies "huh?".
- there`s an irony here.
im supposedto be a health scientist. im supposed to be a kin major. you`d think that id be in good health or even fitness for that matter. in reality, i`ve dropped weight. the bony prominence on each side of my face, that i call cheeks, can testify to that. my eating habits suck, and isn`t it obvious that i really don`t think much of rest?
aside from all that, i got my moms all worried this semester. her buying me vitamins makes me wonder (by the way, dammit, theyre not flinstone! theyre old people`s vitamins).
- losing an eggtart bet sucks goat scrotum.
(looks like you get 6, cause there`s no way in hell that i got a B in both of them.)
- i feel sorry for the poor schmuck who has to spar with me.
last session i had, i almost had my shoulder popped out the joint. i really miss things like that.
- some kids have teddy bears; i have my lamp.
blue, clear, changeable in height..and hey, it`s furni from ikea. i take that bitch everywhere. the dinner table. my room....well..umm..yea, guess that`s everywhere.
- time sucks. clocks suck (i said CLOCKS). watches suck. throw them away.
- im super lean.
rectus abdominus, baby!
maybe it was the yoga. tai chi. maybe the fighting. naw, it`s really the caffine.
- the sympathetic nervous system is a mutha.
im almost certain that i almost went into shock last nite. almost certain. shivering...almost blacking out on the bus to skool...at times, the fetal position in a corner seemed ever-so promising and alluring.
- professor t. haas deserves to be shot out of cannon towards jupiter.
we have that kinda technology these days don`t we?
whether you take human physiology or basket weaving 1005, if you get tara haas, drop the course. save money, time, and effort. take your butt elsewhere and learn the crap or watch PBS.
she was most certainly out to get all of uson that one. i have about 400 other kinesiologists who can back me on that conviction.
- the world canstopspinning.
- chocolate chip cookies at 3am taste a lot better than they do in the day.
- alotted cheatsheets for a final exam are never a good omen for cumulative exams.
i really should post mine on here. it looks like a colony of ants on an 8x11 white-flavoured fruit roll-up.
that`s going in a frame so i can put it up on the mantle one day, sit my kids` kids on my lap, have my wife beside me, all the while while i share stories of the past with the whole clan.
im really considering it. for now, it`ll go right beside the space in my room where i plan to hang this one [fig 1.1].
- walking out of that final final, i felt like a lizard breaking out the shell.
[crunch]
- ive put some thought into it, when im done..and either during the time or after i do some travelling, imma take up the bass guitar. add that to the list.
- i have an obsession with keeping my colon clean.
that`s good though.
- motivation is a self-slap in the face.
it can also be postive words. it`s the pat on the back, the glare of your niece and nephew, the playlist on your winamp.
- i`m just a hop, skip and a jump away from the world being my oyster.
- there`s a feeling that i can`t explain.
it`s that post-exam feeling when the air is colder in your lungs, vision more crisp. it`s the spring in each stride, the volume of the world in your ear set just right. it`s that confidence as you walk thru the halls - feeling like you`re a gangster in one of those mafia flick starring robert de niro.
whether you`re in skool, working, have kids to take care or warm the sidewalk in the city panhandling, put some kinda value on what you do. you gotta. then again, that last group probably wouldn`t be reading this, now would they?
[sortie.]
happy holidays.
i`d say Merry Christmas but that`s not classic piscesean, and besides, that`snotpolitically correct now is it?...even though i am catholic.
here`s to victory in 2004.
cheers, kids.
if anyone needs me, ya`ll know how to get a hold of me.
imma take a break for awhile.
say my name 3 times.
you know the deal.
::12.7.03::
believe, asshole..believe[repeat].
one day...i hope i can look back at all of this..and just laugh it off. this is messed. no diggity.
and awww, i missed the old navy Christmas party. crap. no me there. oh well...twats.
::12.5.03::
9:45pm
subjects were put in experimental chambers that completely isolated them from their usual external environment. for the first few days, they were exposed to a 24 h rest-activity cycle in which the room lights were turned on and off at the same time each day. under these conditions, their sleep-wake cycles were 24 h long. then, all environmental time cues were eliminated, the individuals were allowed to control the light themselves. immediately, their sleep-wake patterns began to change. on the average, bedtime began about 30 min later each day and so did wake-up time. thus a sleep-wake cycle persisted in the complete absence of environmental cues, and such a rhythm is called a free-running rhythm.
-excerpt based on "circadian rhythm" taken from human physiology: the mechanisms of body function (textbook)
wow, it`s funny that we touch on that and it`s even more funny that im prepping for a final that touches that.
why?
cause that`s me! cept in my case, i dont need environmental cues to tell me when to and when not to sleep.
it`s all outta wack, already...regardless.
my name is jason. i am defined by the dark circles under my eyes and the broken blood vessels within them.
::12.4.03::
[first blood]
and im left with a bad aftertasteinmy mouth.
the lo-low:
50% final - today
60% final - monday
70% final - tuesday
God forbid that a varus force strikes you. God forbid it.
today was hard. but like my pops says, "life is hard...pass the ketchup".
funny thing is, i dont have it that hard, a friend `o` mine has 2 finals per day on monday and tuesday. and those include the onesim writing. so yea...there`s always someone out there who makes you feel pretty damn good about yourself. case and point.
excuse me, but imma go watch a telethon that serves the best interest of famished children in the underdevloped world(awww..poor taste in humour. forgive me, please....k dont. oh well).
having absolutely nothing to do with absolutely anything.
that falafel today...well...i haven't had one that good since God knows when!
Published Monday, December 15, 2003 by jay d.
veggie too....with hotsauce. and side of 2 salads. pasta and bean. can we say "delicious", class?
[super mario before and after the mach 3 was introduced into his life]
i was going thru my archives..let's say around june of this year or so (directions: click on "june 2003" to the right, just beyond the dotted divider) and i clicked on some brooke burke picture i had linked. i clicked it again, just to refresh my memory...and wowwwwwwww!!!
to my surprise, stuff magazine did another shoot on her!
my mouth waters.
oh yea, she has an interview too.
[super mario before and after the mach 3 was introduced into his life]
i was going thru my archives..let's say around june of this year or so (directions: click on "june 2003" to the right, just beyond the dotted divider) and i clicked on some brooke burke picture i had linked. i clicked it again, just to refresh my memory...and wowwwwwwww!!!
to my surprise, stuff magazine did another shoot on her!
my mouth waters.
oh yea, she has an interview too.
i forgot to mention this yesterday, but yea...
they got him!
i thought that fool was dead.
he's in for a world of trouble now.
[now tell me this, please anyone...
now that they have him in custody,
WHO THE HELL IS GONNA DELIVER THE KIDS THEIR GIFTS THIS YEAR?!!!
WHO?!]
rumour has it that he had a can or two of spam in his spider hole. awesome! me and the evil dictator do have something in common - that being our love for pseudo-processed meats and meat by products.
rumour also has it that he was eating nothing other than.........MARS BARS?!!!....?????
and ya'll thought he hated everything about the exciting states of america.
c'mon now.
["how we gonna deal with it? i'll tell you how we're gonna deal with it. we're gonna castrate him first. then...then we're gonna make him eat catcrap with a knit-needle...then...then we're gonna put him on fear factor....yea...that's it! give him some of those testicles to eat...hey, maybe we'll even feed him his own...and that high-wire stunt...yea...that'd be just great too..and then....then we'll......."]
they got him!
i thought that fool was dead.
he's in for a world of trouble now.
[now tell me this, please anyone...
now that they have him in custody,
WHO THE HELL IS GONNA DELIVER THE KIDS THEIR GIFTS THIS YEAR?!!!
WHO?!]
rumour has it that he had a can or two of spam in his spider hole. awesome! me and the evil dictator do have something in common - that being our love for pseudo-processed meats and meat by products.
rumour also has it that he was eating nothing other than.........MARS BARS?!!!....?????
and ya'll thought he hated everything about the exciting states of america.
c'mon now.
["how we gonna deal with it? i'll tell you how we're gonna deal with it. we're gonna castrate him first. then...then we're gonna make him eat catcrap with a knit-needle...then...then we're gonna put him on fear factor....yea...that's it! give him some of those testicles to eat...hey, maybe we'll even feed him his own...and that high-wire stunt...yea...that'd be just great too..and then....then we'll......."]
could it be?...insomnia?
but a diffrent kinda insomnia than the one from past 2 days.
that type was stress-induced. this one's euphoric-induced.
like im on uppers.
anyone got any downers?
i think the pink ones are downers...then again, most associate pink with lightness, so yea...i could be wrong there.
but a diffrent kinda insomnia than the one from past 2 days.
that type was stress-induced. this one's euphoric-induced.
like im on uppers.
anyone got any downers?
i think the pink ones are downers...then again, most associate pink with lightness, so yea...i could be wrong there.
you provoke a brother; we should get to know one another.
Published Saturday, December 06, 2003 by jay d.
im really liking that alicia keys song...and for that matter, the video too!
alicia and mos..dope!
she's pretty talented.
talentedly pretty.
with raw skills to boot.
i shoulda been raised in brooklyn.
unfortunately im in the burbs.
the white burbs.
excuse me..i have to get ma' study-on.
hahah i had to second look this picture. for a second there, i thought that was me...yet fatter.
aww. if only.
alicia and mos..dope!
she's pretty talented.
talentedly pretty.
with raw skills to boot.
i shoulda been raised in brooklyn.
unfortunately im in the burbs.
the white burbs.
excuse me..i have to get ma' study-on.
hahah i had to second look this picture. for a second there, i thought that was me...yet fatter.
aww. if only.
you guys just called me.
fridays are usually an outlet...a sorta release for the long travelled journey we call "week".
as sweet as the offer sounds to come out tonite, i decline.
it's not the fact that i have heavyweight finals coming on both monday and tuesday.
it's the fact that this is 3rd year jay talking.
1st year jay woulda been out the door by now.
2nd year jay woulda wondered for a bit and called back.
3rd year jay..refined jay...jay the man...jay the man with the masterplan, jay...well he has his head screwed on pretty tight and pretty right this year.
so yea. youre gonna call back in a few...and imma decline the offer.
or maybe you didnt get to reach me. in that case, read this little bit hours later and know the deal.
_________________________________________________________
in other parts of the world...
thanks colin. that's a nice thought.
just for that, 'drink' on me next time our paths cross.
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your asses are mine:
50% final -yesterday
now...
60% final monday
70% final tuesday
i dont go down without a fight.
never have; never will.
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my dad just took out life insurance on me. i hope he doesn't have something up his sleeves. which makes me wonder...didnt i have life insurance before?
i always thought i did.
???
so yea...if anyone is reading this who plans on marrying me in the future...or has a sister who theyd think should marry me or if youre related to me....imma be worth a $100 000 shortly.
so yea...try and and do that insurance fraud/scam where you kill the person and get all the benefits. try it.
little do you know that i plan on haunting you. thats the ultimate.
*knocking on wood......really hard*
fridays are usually an outlet...a sorta release for the long travelled journey we call "week".
as sweet as the offer sounds to come out tonite, i decline.
it's not the fact that i have heavyweight finals coming on both monday and tuesday.
it's the fact that this is 3rd year jay talking.
1st year jay woulda been out the door by now.
2nd year jay woulda wondered for a bit and called back.
3rd year jay..refined jay...jay the man...jay the man with the masterplan, jay...well he has his head screwed on pretty tight and pretty right this year.
so yea. youre gonna call back in a few...and imma decline the offer.
or maybe you didnt get to reach me. in that case, read this little bit hours later and know the deal.
_________________________________________________________
in other parts of the world...
thanks colin. that's a nice thought.
just for that, 'drink' on me next time our paths cross.
_________________________________________________________
your asses are mine:
50% final -yesterday
now...
60% final monday
70% final tuesday
i dont go down without a fight.
never have; never will.
________________________________________________________________________________________________
my dad just took out life insurance on me. i hope he doesn't have something up his sleeves. which makes me wonder...didnt i have life insurance before?
i always thought i did.
???
so yea...if anyone is reading this who plans on marrying me in the future...or has a sister who theyd think should marry me or if youre related to me....imma be worth a $100 000 shortly.
so yea...try and and do that insurance fraud/scam where you kill the person and get all the benefits. try it.
little do you know that i plan on haunting you. thats the ultimate.
*knocking on wood......really hard*
yep. we'll call that a nite.
not cause i want to, but just because im telling my body it's the logical thing to do rite now..at this hour.
i lost my sense of time weeks ago.
sunlight? oh yea...i think that means day.
not cause i want to, but just because im telling my body it's the logical thing to do rite now..at this hour.
i lost my sense of time weeks ago.
sunlight? oh yea...i think that means day.
ever hear that phrase?
bet'cha did.
anyhow, id never wish anyone to walk a mile in my shoes.
i dont even mean that in the symbolic sense.
i mean it literally. the boots that i wore today are probably the most uncomfortable pair of footwear known to living beings in the universe.
so yea...i wouldnt wanna wish anyone to walk a mile in my shoes. or my boots for that matter.
i mean that literally..not symbolically.
my feet are killing me.
the balls of my feet...they hurt or so bad.
but yea..since when did feet have balls?
now im just getting retarded.
my feet have a swollen scrotum sac.
________________________________________________________________________________________________
i've been going at this reading for awhile now. i only had about a 2 hour break between the time i finished this afternoon's exam and the time that i've started to study for both monday's and tuesday's finals.
my goal tonite is to stay up and study until 2am..AT THE VERY LEAST.
imma log in here and post just to see if i make it or not.
so yea, keep your eyes peeled in a few.
le bien, le mal.
________________________________________________________________________________________________
going back to the first part of this entry...
fuckit. imma cop those hiking boots that i want. winter is being bizzach in my current pair of anti-snow treaders.
monkey see see low-cut **PULSE.
bet'cha did.
anyhow, id never wish anyone to walk a mile in my shoes.
i dont even mean that in the symbolic sense.
i mean it literally. the boots that i wore today are probably the most uncomfortable pair of footwear known to living beings in the universe.
so yea...i wouldnt wanna wish anyone to walk a mile in my shoes. or my boots for that matter.
i mean that literally..not symbolically.
my feet are killing me.
the balls of my feet...they hurt or so bad.
but yea..since when did feet have balls?
now im just getting retarded.
my feet have a swollen scrotum sac.
________________________________________________________________________________________________
i've been going at this reading for awhile now. i only had about a 2 hour break between the time i finished this afternoon's exam and the time that i've started to study for both monday's and tuesday's finals.
my goal tonite is to stay up and study until 2am..AT THE VERY LEAST.
imma log in here and post just to see if i make it or not.
so yea, keep your eyes peeled in a few.
le bien, le mal.
________________________________________________________________________________________________
going back to the first part of this entry...
fuckit. imma cop those hiking boots that i want. winter is being bizzach in my current pair of anti-snow treaders.
monkey see see low-cut **PULSE.
it's funny..cause when i hear subungual hematoma...it's totally different from what subungual hematoma really is.
when i hear subungual hematoma, i hear a japanese yakuza boss saying it.
really raspy and vexed.
"subungual hematomaaaaa!!"
on the other hand, maybe it's a sumo im picturing..slapping his thighs and shit.
"subungual..hematoma!!"
(with the pause in between)
the end.
when i hear subungual hematoma, i hear a japanese yakuza boss saying it.
really raspy and vexed.
"subungual hematomaaaaa!!"
on the other hand, maybe it's a sumo im picturing..slapping his thighs and shit.
"subungual..hematoma!!"
(with the pause in between)
the end.
::gastronomy::
w/ dr. jay phD grubology
[12.3.03]
if it`s not filpino food, it`s gotta be chinese. and if not chinese..then viet..and if not viet..then certainly thai..and if not thai then japanese or korean...then if not that...then...afghanistani????...??..!!!...??..afghanistanian?...afghanistano?..afghanese???!!..???..!
a friend of mine and i have been arguing about this for quite a while. actually it`s not really an argument, considering im always right. so yea. we were talking about those darn chinese pastries. which are the best?
hands down - it`s the almighty egg tart. quote, me.
"on the contrare, good fellow", said my friend. "it is surely the bbq pork bun with its sweet meaty inside...all saucy..and red...and flakey...and meaty...with the sauce..all sweet. mmmmm".
"ok....??..." [jay proceeds to walk away].
i really dont know why the egg tart has its hook in me.
could it be cause i was weaned on them since i was able to eat my first solids? maybe it has to do with anything being custard-like. could be, considering i have an infatuation with the filipino "lecheflan". then again, maybe it`s my chinese friends from skool who always seem to make my day by copping that extra eggtart before leaving home then offering it to me - the underprivilaged filipino boy from that far-off island where we never saw an egg before.
"for me?...awww..you sure?" [before a reply could be reciprocated, the egg tart hits the g.i. tract faster than a white man calls anyone with slanted eyes and yellow skin a `chink`].
maybe it`s the chinese guy who i work with in the fitting room who claims that the best eggtarts are thesmall ones at dim sum (we work with hangers and clothes...how dosuch conversations even come up?).
point is, i love my egg tarts. the portugese custard tart has nothing on the chinese egg tart. and with that said, i say...thank you great creator of the egg tart. you brilliant chinese woman..or man. praise to you, high and mighty in the heavens or the afterlife or nirvana..whatever path you might`ve taken.
who can lose with 2 for a dollar? really.
another completely pointless text by mr. D...or mr. jay...or mr. j.d.
and that my friends and family, is a filipino take on the chinese egg tart
w/ dr. jay phD grubology
[12.3.03]
if it`s not filpino food, it`s gotta be chinese. and if not chinese..then viet..and if not viet..then certainly thai..and if not thai then japanese or korean...then if not that...then...afghanistani????...??..!!!...??..afghanistanian?...afghanistano?..afghanese???!!..???..!
a friend of mine and i have been arguing about this for quite a while. actually it`s not really an argument, considering im always right. so yea. we were talking about those darn chinese pastries. which are the best?
hands down - it`s the almighty egg tart. quote, me.
"on the contrare, good fellow", said my friend. "it is surely the bbq pork bun with its sweet meaty inside...all saucy..and red...and flakey...and meaty...with the sauce..all sweet. mmmmm".
"ok....??..." [jay proceeds to walk away].
i really dont know why the egg tart has its hook in me.
could it be cause i was weaned on them since i was able to eat my first solids? maybe it has to do with anything being custard-like. could be, considering i have an infatuation with the filipino "lecheflan". then again, maybe it`s my chinese friends from skool who always seem to make my day by copping that extra eggtart before leaving home then offering it to me - the underprivilaged filipino boy from that far-off island where we never saw an egg before.
"for me?...awww..you sure?" [before a reply could be reciprocated, the egg tart hits the g.i. tract faster than a white man calls anyone with slanted eyes and yellow skin a `chink`].
maybe it`s the chinese guy who i work with in the fitting room who claims that the best eggtarts are thesmall ones at dim sum (we work with hangers and clothes...how dosuch conversations even come up?).
point is, i love my egg tarts. the portugese custard tart has nothing on the chinese egg tart. and with that said, i say...thank you great creator of the egg tart. you brilliant chinese woman..or man. praise to you, high and mighty in the heavens or the afterlife or nirvana..whatever path you might`ve taken.
who can lose with 2 for a dollar? really.
another completely pointless text by mr. D...or mr. jay...or mr. j.d.
and that my friends and family, is a filipino take on the chinese egg tart
"discipline.
practice makes perfect.
health is wealth.
all things in moderation.
plan your work.
work your plan."
educate; keep learning got a question? ask.
"Everybody gotta struggle, that's the way of the world
Can't develop biceps if you don't do curls
Can't achieve a a garden if you never water your crops
If you never paid your dues, then you don't get props
Couldn't eat a proper meal without cookin it first
Can't receive a paycheck if you don't do work
If it wasn't for the rain, then the trees won't grow
When the spring came around, what a sight to bestow
When you face adversities, dark clouds won't last
If you never study, how do you expect to pass?
The grasshoppers laid around while the ants did chores
When the winter came around, he was left outdoors
See the cycle keeps moving like a big machine
Evolution of the mind, soul body and being
God'll never put upon you more than you can take
Sometimes you even gotta learn from OTHER people's mistakes
So head on black people got to meet the task
Educate, keep learnin, gotta question, ask!"
"No more of that sittin' in a slump and uh
No more of that coulda-woulda-shoulda junk (nope)
No more of that waiting for the inspiration, innovation
Or a green light--now begin
No more of that lettin' all your time pass (uh-uh)
No more petty illusions of the mindless (nope)
It's time to expand, power from within, you're takin' over this dominion
Green light, now begin"
"FREE! Like a bird out in the wind in the night
Like a 747 to LA that's in flight
FREE! Like a garden flourishing in the wind
Like a student bout to do it when he's graduatinFREE! From any of the energy perception
Can never be defined create the definition within
FREE! Just lovin life itself and never pretend to be
Anything other than the man I was meant to be
Travel through time and get a glimpse of the centuries
To come a better day is promised remember
FREE! Like my nephew in a few months about to be out the penitentiary
Meditation
RISE! Like the sun up at the crack of the dawn
Like a wakin child in the morning stretchin and yawnin
RISE! Like an infant being held in the light
Like the smoke from an incense when it's ignited
RISE! If you're sleepin won't you open your eyes again
The greatest high be that natural high within
No need to force the progression just ride the wind
You'll know the answer to the where and why and when
If you keep workin for your search you will find the end
Though at the end you find it only begins again
See at the end you'll see it only begins again
And everything you learn you're only rememberin
Cause you're
First in flight"
practice makes perfect.
health is wealth.
all things in moderation.
plan your work.
work your plan."
educate; keep learning got a question? ask.
"Everybody gotta struggle, that's the way of the world
Can't develop biceps if you don't do curls
Can't achieve a a garden if you never water your crops
If you never paid your dues, then you don't get props
Couldn't eat a proper meal without cookin it first
Can't receive a paycheck if you don't do work
If it wasn't for the rain, then the trees won't grow
When the spring came around, what a sight to bestow
When you face adversities, dark clouds won't last
If you never study, how do you expect to pass?
The grasshoppers laid around while the ants did chores
When the winter came around, he was left outdoors
See the cycle keeps moving like a big machine
Evolution of the mind, soul body and being
God'll never put upon you more than you can take
Sometimes you even gotta learn from OTHER people's mistakes
So head on black people got to meet the task
Educate, keep learnin, gotta question, ask!"
"No more of that sittin' in a slump and uh
No more of that coulda-woulda-shoulda junk (nope)
No more of that waiting for the inspiration, innovation
Or a green light--now begin
No more of that lettin' all your time pass (uh-uh)
No more petty illusions of the mindless (nope)
It's time to expand, power from within, you're takin' over this dominion
Green light, now begin"
"FREE! Like a bird out in the wind in the night
Like a 747 to LA that's in flight
FREE! Like a garden flourishing in the wind
Like a student bout to do it when he's graduatinFREE! From any of the energy perception
Can never be defined create the definition within
FREE! Just lovin life itself and never pretend to be
Anything other than the man I was meant to be
Travel through time and get a glimpse of the centuries
To come a better day is promised remember
FREE! Like my nephew in a few months about to be out the penitentiary
Meditation
RISE! Like the sun up at the crack of the dawn
Like a wakin child in the morning stretchin and yawnin
RISE! Like an infant being held in the light
Like the smoke from an incense when it's ignited
RISE! If you're sleepin won't you open your eyes again
The greatest high be that natural high within
No need to force the progression just ride the wind
You'll know the answer to the where and why and when
If you keep workin for your search you will find the end
Though at the end you find it only begins again
See at the end you'll see it only begins again
And everything you learn you're only rememberin
Cause you're
First in flight"
it won't let go.
you can pray till early may
fast for 30 days
still it wont let go.
got a good book, and got all in it
tried a lil yoga for a minute
but it wont let go.
try to turn a sauna up to hotter
drunk a whole jar of holy water
still it wont let go.
______________________________________________________________
pray for me at noon tomorrow, kids.
you can pray till early may
fast for 30 days
still it wont let go.
got a good book, and got all in it
tried a lil yoga for a minute
but it wont let go.
try to turn a sauna up to hotter
drunk a whole jar of holy water
still it wont let go.
______________________________________________________________
pray for me at noon tomorrow, kids.
you wanna know about accidents?
i was unplugging my md player when my grip slipped and the knuckle of my middle finger hit the monitor button..shutting off the computer.
i became terrified.
or maybe yesterday...i was about to shave.
i uncap the can of shaving cream only to have the cap pop off like a champagne bottle cork. it flew over head, obviously.
for a good 2 seconds i awaited its return; either on my head or the floor.
i waited..and waited...i look up..and there it is, stuck on the washroom light fixture.
to prevent getting my hand burnt by touching the bulb, there i was climbing the toilet and retrieving that damn cap.
gilette the best a man can get.
stupidness.
i was unplugging my md player when my grip slipped and the knuckle of my middle finger hit the monitor button..shutting off the computer.
i became terrified.
or maybe yesterday...i was about to shave.
i uncap the can of shaving cream only to have the cap pop off like a champagne bottle cork. it flew over head, obviously.
for a good 2 seconds i awaited its return; either on my head or the floor.
i waited..and waited...i look up..and there it is, stuck on the washroom light fixture.
to prevent getting my hand burnt by touching the bulb, there i was climbing the toilet and retrieving that damn cap.
gilette the best a man can get.
stupidness.
dont worry, im not procrastinating..im just taking a post dinner break to let things settle down a bit before i dig into and continue attacking the annual studypalooza.
i was thinking of what a friend of mine said the other day..and more so, what another friend of mine does to motivate himself.
ya see. both cats, they like to think about cars theyd want when they grow up.
i've been thinkin about it and well, after these exams are all said and done..and even after im done my bid at york U, imma want several things.
for now though..lets say post-exam, year 3, semester 1...all i want after exams are spoken for is a nice big juicy..crusty...flakey...egg tart.
lets say 2 chinese and 2 portugese..naw fuckit, lets say 4 chinese eggtarts..yea, that's it! 4!! that'll be my reward.
but really...as for the long term goal...i'd say i want a green landrover.
i, at first thought a porsche 9-11 turbo..but realistically, thats just outta the question.
then i thought range rover...hmm?? that, too, is pushing it..
so yea, ive settled for the forest green land rover with creme-leather interior..with personalized plates...dunno what though. but yea. that's it!
and hmm? what else?
marriage maybe? sure...down the road..and kids..yeah....thats it. healthy family..nice wife...nice kids...all fit..all happy. all good.
mansion? naw...bungalo...yea!! where??? canada?..states? australia??....most likely canada or australia...uh-huhhhh...what else? green lawn...so green that it's almost blue. imagine how much crap we'd have to pump into the lawn to make it that green???
hmm?? what else?....let's see.....dogs..yea! maybe 2 dogs. a chihuahua and a doberman named lucifer...yea!! dunno bout the chihuahua's name yet though. but yea....
there's something to look forward to; something to expend effort toward.
gotcha!
wife: jay, are you sure we're not lost??
jay: yea! geez..dont worry.
wife: yanno, the kids are getting sick with all these bumps and everything
jay: don't you worry!! i've been waiting for this trip since i was in freakin' university!!!
wife: ........
jay: sorry. we'll make sandwiches when we get home. coo? i'll even implement the tongue twister!
wife: wooohaaaaaa! i hear ya.
snapped out of dreaming and back to the reality we call life.
large coffee please...tall and black like kareem abdul jabaar, thanks.
i was thinking of what a friend of mine said the other day..and more so, what another friend of mine does to motivate himself.
ya see. both cats, they like to think about cars theyd want when they grow up.
i've been thinkin about it and well, after these exams are all said and done..and even after im done my bid at york U, imma want several things.
for now though..lets say post-exam, year 3, semester 1...all i want after exams are spoken for is a nice big juicy..crusty...flakey...egg tart.
lets say 2 chinese and 2 portugese..naw fuckit, lets say 4 chinese eggtarts..yea, that's it! 4!! that'll be my reward.
but really...as for the long term goal...i'd say i want a green landrover.
i, at first thought a porsche 9-11 turbo..but realistically, thats just outta the question.
then i thought range rover...hmm?? that, too, is pushing it..
so yea, ive settled for the forest green land rover with creme-leather interior..with personalized plates...dunno what though. but yea. that's it!
and hmm? what else?
marriage maybe? sure...down the road..and kids..yeah....thats it. healthy family..nice wife...nice kids...all fit..all happy. all good.
mansion? naw...bungalo...yea!! where??? canada?..states? australia??....most likely canada or australia...uh-huhhhh...what else? green lawn...so green that it's almost blue. imagine how much crap we'd have to pump into the lawn to make it that green???
hmm?? what else?....let's see.....dogs..yea! maybe 2 dogs. a chihuahua and a doberman named lucifer...yea!! dunno bout the chihuahua's name yet though. but yea....
there's something to look forward to; something to expend effort toward.
gotcha!
wife: jay, are you sure we're not lost??
jay: yea! geez..dont worry.
wife: yanno, the kids are getting sick with all these bumps and everything
jay: don't you worry!! i've been waiting for this trip since i was in freakin' university!!!
wife: ........
jay: sorry. we'll make sandwiches when we get home. coo? i'll even implement the tongue twister!
wife: wooohaaaaaa! i hear ya.
snapped out of dreaming and back to the reality we call life.
large coffee please...tall and black like kareem abdul jabaar, thanks.
where im supposed to be the sport psychologist..the motivational speaker...i could really learn a thing or two from myself.
but yea...thanks, you blinebastard.
other noteable mentions go to japes who seems to take pages outta my book when motivating me too.
oh yea..then there's colin...with the simple "GO GUY".....
ya buncha bootleggers!
whoa....this journal seems to be a tool where people can gauge my progress and mental stability.
i likes.
but yea...thanks, you blinebastard.
other noteable mentions go to japes who seems to take pages outta my book when motivating me too.
oh yea..then there's colin...with the simple "GO GUY".....
ya buncha bootleggers!
whoa....this journal seems to be a tool where people can gauge my progress and mental stability.
i likes.
usually during finals, i write these big witty entries about my challenge and/or progress. for further details, see the archives.
this year however...the fact of the matter is..i ain't feelin mentally stable rite now. i have low morale and lacking drive when i need that shit the most.
fact of the matter is...this is the hardest semester of all time ever.
fact of the matter is...the balance of the world lies in my hands.
crap. im tired yet my eyes don't wanna shut.
dammit.
if you want funny final entries, see here.
gluck on exams, folks.
shit, gluck in life for that matter!
this year however...the fact of the matter is..i ain't feelin mentally stable rite now. i have low morale and lacking drive when i need that shit the most.
fact of the matter is...this is the hardest semester of all time ever.
fact of the matter is...the balance of the world lies in my hands.
crap. im tired yet my eyes don't wanna shut.
dammit.
if you want funny final entries, see here.
gluck on exams, folks.
shit, gluck in life for that matter!
Is the cup half empty, or is the cup half full?
Does the sun rise at dawn, or does the earth just spin along?
Or is it all perspective on how we see the world?
How many countless life forms are on a little ball that twirls?
Are we intrinsically separate beings?
Or could we possibly be parts of the same thing?
Water feeds the plants and the sunshine makes them grow,
So how can anyone be an island on their own?
Does life make me happy, or does it bring me down?
Do I have what I need, or do I just want what's around?
Am I seeing truth, or do I just see wool?
Well is the cup half empty, or is the cup half full?
______________________________________________________________
i just had one of the dopest breakfasts (i just said that to myself and said "breakfastistssssss"). me hads peameal bacon, eggs 1 slice of toast and of course, fresh tomato slices. i need the freshness. im oh so fresh.
and to top it off, some hot chocolate. oh yea! that along with the sun shining thru the blinds to wake me up this morning is just supreme elation.
_______________________________________________________________
today is the last day of classes for this semester.
boy that was a quickie. i guess im a fast ejaculator.
_______________________________________________________________
the bus ride home is my solace.
ditto for the bus ride to skool.
so hey, how about a play list?? a minidisc playlist. so without further ado, i present to you...
jay's best of all time, super-dooper-supercool-ultimate chill-relax-intellectual-thought-provoking-for mental health-music
(some of you won't like this. and hey, you shouldn't..it's my playlist!):
awww...hold that thought!
i gotta get my butt to class.
Does the sun rise at dawn, or does the earth just spin along?
Or is it all perspective on how we see the world?
How many countless life forms are on a little ball that twirls?
Are we intrinsically separate beings?
Or could we possibly be parts of the same thing?
Water feeds the plants and the sunshine makes them grow,
So how can anyone be an island on their own?
Does life make me happy, or does it bring me down?
Do I have what I need, or do I just want what's around?
Am I seeing truth, or do I just see wool?
Well is the cup half empty, or is the cup half full?
______________________________________________________________
i just had one of the dopest breakfasts (i just said that to myself and said "breakfastistssssss"). me hads peameal bacon, eggs 1 slice of toast and of course, fresh tomato slices. i need the freshness. im oh so fresh.
and to top it off, some hot chocolate. oh yea! that along with the sun shining thru the blinds to wake me up this morning is just supreme elation.
_______________________________________________________________
today is the last day of classes for this semester.
boy that was a quickie. i guess im a fast ejaculator.
_______________________________________________________________
the bus ride home is my solace.
ditto for the bus ride to skool.
so hey, how about a play list?? a minidisc playlist. so without further ado, i present to you...
jay's best of all time, super-dooper-supercool-ultimate chill-relax-intellectual-thought-provoking-for mental health-music
(some of you won't like this. and hey, you shouldn't..it's my playlist!):
awww...hold that thought!
i gotta get my butt to class.
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