"Ah, bitch!"

Google is a nice taste of ass. Flickr is also on my shit-list at the moment. But if there’s anyone to blame, it’s myself. Bah. So I’ll say it. HI AGAIN! Have you missed me?? Obviously, since you’re here. I’m just that interesting. Getting a life should be obligatory for all, and I can say that, because I’m finally at the point where I could totally get one! If I wanted to. But I’d rather just sleep. But hey. Last exam was today, kids. Eight… Continue reading

3 Down, 3 to Go; That Equals Half-Done

Made an ass of myself at an interview today (you know, just being me). Probably never getting a co-op, but at least if all else fails I can work for a friend for less than pennies an hour. That’s right, kids (assuming I have readers, plural). Free. The only thing I’ll be banking is a whole lot of unpaid hours. I seem bitter, but it will provide some valuable experience, believe you me. Or burn up some co-op hours. Either way, it’s good. Just wish… Continue reading

This just in:

One of my fish who I noticed was missing all day has turned up dead. Well, half of him has, but I haven’t got much hope for the rest of him. So far, a string of a fish body has surfaced from beneath one of the plastic aquarium plants. The rest of his body and his head are yet to be found. Considering the other fish are only slightly larger than he was, and that they’re not really aggressive, and that they’ve lived with him… Continue reading

Your genitalia gets rave reviews.

I just “made up” with a girl who’s been annoying the fucking shit out of me for a month now.It was just too much to handle, being so consistently angry. So much negativity in an already stressful time. I can’t keep that kind of thing on my head, so I had to talk to her. So, I had a very mature discussion with her, albeit, on MSN, as she’s too scared of me in person. ( Last time I told her to tell me what… Continue reading

The Past, Never Was

It will be so nice. In fact, it is so nice. I have a smart boyfriend, a couple of really good friends (another of whom is moving away), a barrage of people to socialize with and never really commit to, coffee can be mixed with hot chocolate and milk, and money isn’t so tight. All I need’s a new job and to pretend the negative aspects of school (i.e., one bothersome girl) never happened. Then read a Discover magazine and possibly some fiction; maybe take… Continue reading

Over it.

So let’s face it. It’s eight months off from this nightmare life, and it starts in two weeks. Except for, you know, the retail component of it all. But even that can be remedied. Come end of exams, it’s more hard work. Moving house and then finding a full time job whether it’s a co-op or not, outside of the many-shades-of-grey retail spectrum. Here it comes! Whatever happens, all it needs to do is pay down some wasn’t-worth-it student debt. Solid. Tonight’s full of Stats!… Continue reading

Low-Key Birthday

Turns out I suck at bowling again. Still pretty good at having a sore stomach when it’s time to have fun, however. Ellie and I drink strawberry beer and talk about economics and Human Resources. We carry on intelligent conversation without simply being negative and nonsensical, as is the case with any other combination of me and my friends. Oh, Miss Ellie. We’re the real heroes. I’ve always known this education I’m receiving was a bit of a money-grab, but I didn’t feel as if… Continue reading

Tonight I premiere the one-ended MSN conversation. [All responses have been removed from the conversation, even the great ones that I felt pained to have to let go of forever. Okay, except for one.] kris says:jumanji in africakris says:u like jumanjikris says:u like joe boxer?chief runingwater?kris says:jeep grand cherokeekris says:hahakris says:u like checkerskris says:i got checkerboard 4 ukris says:okris says:u like jet li on snakes ona plane?kris says:u use crest white stripskris says:jack chan eats fruitkris says:ya he does. u like obama?kris says:or hilary stickskris… Continue reading

The Sun Will Not Hug You, in Toronto

When will you stop acting like high school? What happened? Did you get really bored of not being a catty douche? And expecting me to get up early so that you can roll your eyes at me in the comfort of your own home while you pretend you’re contributing to a project that’s been nearly finished by two other group members? That shows nerve, but not nerve enough to tell me what your problem actually is. Make like those immigrants I told off the other… Continue reading

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