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Saturday, September 3rd, 2011
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| Time: | 12:15 am. |
| Mood: |  drained. |
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Sometimes I wish I didn't think so much. I wish that my mind wouldn't go very odd places from something simple or almost pointless. How my thoughts stray places that for the good of one's mental health they really shouldn't. Then again, what's the point of having a brain and the capability of complex thinking if a person doesn't explore some of the far stretching questions. What I would really like if for my mind to stop being my worst enemy.
I wish that I could watch tv at night by myself, or lay in bed trying to sleep without throwing myself in a damn near panic attack. I know it doesn't happen often, rather on the rare to uncommon vein of things, but it's those few times that scare me the most. I can't help but think of Einstein, and how everything is relative to the observer. There's a great quote from a movie that explains it perfectly but for the life of me I can't think of it. It makes me realize that people, like all animals, are creatures that are most content living in only the forseeable future. Sure we like to plan and prepare, but we like to keep the further reaches of the future as far away as we can. How we can look at a two hour movie and have it feel like an eternity, but another fifty five years of future left hardly seems like enough time for anything.
Most of all, it's the end that gets everyone. Admit it or not, everyone is afraid of it. We all have our own theories and beliefs that help us ease in to acceptance, but I doubt anyone, even the most believing of spiritualist, if given the choice to persist indefinitely would refuse on the chance that there was something beyond what they know. Like my mother once told me 'The Devil you know over the Devil you don't'. I'm liable to ramble on talking personal philosophy on the subject until I can't keep my eyes open. Another person would be ideal, but at the same time I would rather not burden my friends and family with my neurosis. Having them read about my lengthy trains of thought on the other hand is a different matter. That is a more acceptable alternative in my opinion.
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It's funny how two different situations that really have nothing to do with one another can both make a person feel the same way. I guess that's a strange thing about being human. Or maybe it just says something about my state of emotional stability. I dunno. On the same note, I don't think there will ever be an invention that allows someone to offend someone else somewhere else in the world so quickly or can swing people's emotions as effectively as the modern telecommunication network. Well, maybe whatever the current incarnation of global communication evolves in to down the road, though it's all essentially the same thing in the end. Then again, this all might have something to do with the fact that I have the uncanny abiity to say or do something that figuratively jams both feet in to my mouth and halfway down my throat without even realizing I'm doing it. Moments like those that make me wonder what I would be like if I wasn't the way I am. Maybe a little more ignorant and less intelligent, if only for the bliss and somplicity that seems to come with stupidity.
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Wednesday, June 1st, 2011
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| Time: | 3:09 pm. |
| Mood: | tired. |
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Blerg, today looks like it's just going to be a waste, and not in a good way. Not sure if it had to do with falling asleep for a few hours last night or staying up until about ten this morning when i should have instead been sleep. Don't really think that it matters though. Considering I have about four hours on the road to and from Dryden to pick up some stuff from Ned, it isn't like I could really get much else done today. I'll just have to make sure that I do the last of my big things tomorrow so that I don't have anything else to really take care of come friday.
I'll have to make a few calls tomorrow too while I'm at it, since I can't really text the people that I need to, since Rogers is lame and won't let my use my old SIM card to my new account. Jerkbags. At least I don't have to worry too much since I'll have my phone up and running by saturday. I hope my box of New Phyrexia comes in by tomorrow. I'll probably catch a couple hours of sleep when I get home today and see what tomorrow brings. Vancouver is gettin closer and closer each day. I'm looking forward to it but at the same time not. I know I've said it before, but I don't like change that much. Of course, once I get there I'll love it, but in the mean time...just wish there wasn't so much that I had to take care of between now and then.
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Also, why do I always seem to get a stream of anxious thoughts on monday mornings when I'm trying to get catch some sleep before work?
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Well, I don't know if anyone I know still uses Livejournal anymore, but I figure what the hell. At the very least this will allow me to keep a rough record of things that have gone on in my life.
I'm not going to recap things that have happened between now and my last entry (at least not now anyway) but I am going to make an entry. To anyone that is still checking and reading: Hello!
I'm off to Vancouver in two weeks today. Already have everything planned and set up there, I just have to finish this last week of work and move in to the appartment.
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Friday, October 31st, 2008
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I will get straight to the point. I wish everyone an entertaining Hallowe'en and whatever it might hold.
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Saturday, August 23rd, 2008
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CSI. The guy that played Morpheus in the Matrix is going to be replacing the guy that plays Grissom in CSI. By that I mean, that Grissom is being removed from the series and replaced by a new character.
It's amazing the things you read in the newspaper.
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I don't know wether to be very very sad or barbarically savagely pissed.
For those that don't know or care at all but GEORGE CARLIN IS DEAD!!!! DEAD! MOTHERFUCKING DEAD! HOW DARE HE DIE!!!
Anyway, that is my ray of sunshine. I am now off to mourn in loud, beligerent rage!
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Tuesday, January 22nd, 2008
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In case anyone hasn't been following the news, or just hasn't heard yet, Heath Ledger is dead. And now back to our regularly scheduled programming...
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Monday, December 31st, 2007
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I would like to wish a happy New Year to anyone that cares for it from me. I would also like to wish the very best to everyone in the new year and future endeavours of the next said year.
As for myself, I am going to ring in the new year in the traditional fashion of drinking too much alcohol, listening to music way too loud, making a complete ass out of myself and generally having a damn good time.
Likewise, I will continue in the new year my regime of work, sloth, jackassery, and general funness that is the life of Jon.
So raise the tunes, pass the booze and let the whole world know that we have made it through another year and to bring one the new one so that we may fill it with more sex, drugs and rock and roll than it can handle.
Yours in eternal deviance and social disorder
J. Anarchy
A tip for the new year: Always trust the internet drugs.
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Sunday, November 4th, 2007
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Friday, November 2nd, 2007
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This is a little overdue but better late than never.
Winnipeg. The Hallowe'en Ball. Last week. AWESOME!
The only way to really describe the whole night is fan-fucking-tastic!
In This Moment (opening band). Fan-fucking-tastic. The front man (or should I say front woman) what an awesome singer, and pretty hot to boot.
Rob Zombie (Yes Zombie! I did not kow he was going to be there until I saw my ticket). Fan-fucking-tastic! Definately better than anything that I would have dreamed a Zombie concert would be like, minus of course a really wicked mosh pit due to chairs on the floor. I'm not sure if I was more entertained by the band, what was playing on the screens or the Zombie Girls on stage. Probably an even toss up.
Ozzy. Words cannot describe what it was like to see Ozzy on stage. It was far far better than anything I would have expected from an Ozzy concert, of course again minus a wicked mosh pit because they had set seats up on the floor so, no moshing :( Ozzy was beyond fan-fucking-tastic.
By the end of the night, both Liz and I were pretty tanked (also, all the liquor kiosks were out of booze halfway through Ozzy). That night was the first time I had ever seen a line up to use the men's room.
Now, if only more people I knew had excess tickets to so very cool concerts on a regular basis...
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Friday, October 26th, 2007
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Through some sheer fluke of the luck gods I am going to see Ozzy tomorrow in Winnipeg at the MTS Centre. Liz managed to score some tickets and invited me to come with her at the last minute. Since I had nothing else to do on my day off, I figured what the hell. I may not be excited now, but I haven't been to a concert since Taste of Chaos 2006, and it's OZZY for god sake! So yeah, I'm sure as time goes on tomorrow, I will be more and more excited about the whole thing. Most definately I will try to get autographs and or pictures if it is at all possible. Regardless, it's going to be a lot of fun.
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Sunday, October 14th, 2007
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My birthday has pretty much come and gone. It's going to be a few months before I get used to being twenty one (which really shouldn't make that much of a difference since it's only title people assign to themselves and makes no real difference for the most part in my day to day life.)
My friends took me up to Winnipeg early Saturday morning. After a stop at Taco Bell and the Liquor MArt, we all went to St. Vital mall. Liz took me to Randy River and I got some desperately needed new clothes. MY wardrobe is pretty much set for the next three years until my new clothes become all worn out and ratty and I need to buy new stuff yet again.
After St. Vital, we checked in to our hotel where we stayed for a couple of hours. The bathroom in my hotel room was sacrificed so that the bathtub could be used as a big cooler, which we filled with ice, to chill our vast amount of liquor. Quick unpacking, showers, and several hours of television later, half of us went for food before we departed for Silverados at around ten o'clock. For a while there it seemed like we weren't going to get in, but sure enough the line moved fast enugh and we were in in no time.
I started the night off with two 'Three Wise Men' (equal parts Jack Daniels, Jim Beam and John Walker) and a 'Jaguer Bomb' (a shot of Jaguermeister and half a glass of Red Bull drunk at the same time) after which everyone proceeded to keep buiying me coolers for the rest of the night. It help a little bit that earlier that night in the hotel room I did a shot of Bacardi 151 with Devon and Dusty (75.5% alcohol rum for those that don't know), a shot of Jameson Irish Wiskey with Dusty, a third of a bottle of Mudslide to myself and about two or three Smirnoff Ice. We left Silverados at around one thirty in the morning by which point we were all pretty sloshed. The ten block walk back to our hotel was pretty intersting, since at one point Dusty decided to go off to Domino's and get us all pizza and we were sure that we had lost him somewhere. That would have been kind of hard since it was a STRAIGHT walk from the bar to the hotel and rather hard to get lost. (This, coming from the guy who walked six blocks the wrong direction from Portage at three in the morning, high, before realizing that he was going the wrong direction and turned around to get back to the hotel [Taste of Chaos 2006, such a good time]).
I really don't remember the last quarter of the night after Dusty came by with the pizza. I don't even remember getting in to bed last night actually, though I had apparently passed out on the wrong bed and Dusty had to kick me off so that he could go to sleep. If I had to estimate, I think I passed out not long after having some pizza with Kraig and telling him how tasty the pepporoni was on the pizza and that someone should go and get some more of the pepporoni. That was the last thing that I really remember from last night, other than waking up internittantly throughout the night and catching snippets of Dusty and Liz's conversation.
We were out of the hotel by eleven o clock this morning and on the road home shortly after. The bathtub was still about half full of ice when we woke up and were glad that we wouldn't have to explain to housekeeping why there was ice in the tub. At check this morning, about 80% of the liquor that was bought when we first got in to Winnipeg was still UNOPENED. The list ran something like this.
1 Mini Keg of Beer
1 12 pack of Keith's
1 Two six of Snirnoff Citrus
1 Two Six of Bacardi 151
1 Two Six of Jameson Irish Whiskey
1 Mickey of Malibu
6 Pack of Corona
6 Pack of whatever other beer it was that dusty bought
2/3 of a bottle of Mudslide
About a dozen Smirnoff Cooler (roughly half of what we started with)
By all rights, we could have stayed in our hotel rooms and got ourselves pretty tanked, but it was for the experience of all going to the bar together that was the point of the trip.
All in all, I'm pretty satisfied with the way my birthday turned out this year. If there was anything I could do differently about last night it would have to be having brought some money to give the men's room attendant at Silverados. That, in and of itself, was definately intersting.
Now what to do for next year...
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Sunday, October 7th, 2007
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Well...it's getting closer to that time of year again that I so thoroughly hate so much. Birthday time...yay...I've never found an event in life more depressing than ones own birthday. My last few birthdays over the last, mayvbe five years, have been pretty lame. With the exception of number eighteen where I subjected myself to six hours of artistic torture and then tried to pretend that it had never happened. This year, however, I have made it my goal to erase the memory of this years birthday from my memory completely. This will be accomplished by myself, a large group of overenthusiastic friends, a trip to Winnipeg and waking up in a hotel room after a very long night of drinking.
I figured that all of my other 'millstone' birthdays had really nothing happen that I must make up for everything with this one. About a dozen of us, myself included, are going to cram ourselves in to Devon's van, drive up to Winnipeg next Saturday, check in to our hotel, eat and hit the bars as soon as they open. I've been forewarned that my friends are going to make it their goal kill as many of my brain cells as they can that night that I am actually looking forward to it. Any night where I don't have to pay to get drunk is a good night.
Memo to self: Obtain some sort of camera for documentation.
On the brighter side, it will be another three hundred and sixty five days from next Sunday before I have to worry about my birthday again.
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Friday, September 14th, 2007
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([{Jon + a two-six of tequila + a 12-pack of Mike's} + {Y friends + X dollars of booze} + {1 van + a 21st birthday}] + 'Air Soft' guns + an open sand pit) x not having to go to work the next day = One hell of a good time!!
(X is equal to or greater than 150)
(Y is equal to or greater than 6)
Happy 21st birthday Dusty!
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Tuesday, September 4th, 2007
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The Kenricia Hotel caught fire last night.
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Friday, August 31st, 2007
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I can't belive that I completely forgot about these guys! Well, I remember thewm, but I forgot that I had their band info in my briefcase and that I forgot to check out their myspace site because I'm too inpatient for thier CD to come out. Since Ninjaspy and Batoche both put on such great shows at Shooters that one night they were in Kenora (I'm very disappointed that they didn't do another show on their way back through town) I figure that I should spread the word and love that is Batoche and Ninjaspy.
http://www.myspace.com/thetriadinblood
I would highly suggest that anyone that reads this checks out their site. They have a great sound, and sound just as good live as they do on their CD (Batoche has a CD out which I have) and on myspace. It's definately worth the time. Ninjaspy's CD should be coming out within the next couple of months.
Everyone should come out next time they play K-Town and drinks are on me!
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Sunday, August 19th, 2007
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Last night was, to say the least, interesting.
I slept in until about noon, went out for breakfast with my brother, my dad and Garnet then came back homeafter meeting up with Cory. I don't remember a lot of things in order but I remember the hist of things. Mainly the four of us getting ready in the appartment in matching black and white pin stripe tuxedos and going over to the legion.
I would like to send out a big congratulations to Stephen and Isabelle.
Stephen got married yesterday (I shit you not!)
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I have reached the point where I want to kill half the people that I work with along with anyone else that happens to walk in to the store (though that feeling is normal.)
Some jackass decided to call me an asshole today at work while I was sitting and eating some food so that I wouldn't pass out again after I told him that he was being rude and to be patient as someone would be with him shortly. I turned around and told him to fuck off and leave the store (yes, I really DID say to him 'Fuck Off'). He proceeded to threaten me and tried to goad me to chase him outside. Chris chased after the guy in to the parking lot determined to kick his ass. Chris is a big guy that I work with who also works as a bouncer at Shooters down the street, and he is a professional bouncer as he proved with his many scars from working bars like the Zanzibar in Toronto (so far my favourite scar and story is the one on his throat involving the guy with the straight razor.)
My schedule of fifty hour work weeks continue with no forseeable day off in sight. My latest paycheck has yet to come in (thanks to a faxing snafu -_-) hopefully I will see it before the long weekend so that i can actually get my laundry back from the laundromat.
Finally have my cell phone, though I have yet to have time to go and get it connected to a network, even though I have a plan already set up.
All in all I'm rather annoyed and irritable at much of the world around me and for what I think is for pretty good reason. Kind of want to just drink myself stupid right about now...
Work is eroding whatever happened to be left of my soul...
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