Sat, July 28/01 3:21pm
Geez, Allie sure was fuckalicious last night. Moreso during the show than later at the crew party even. During the show... damn that was incredible. There was this part where spirits bring a table onstage laden with foodstuffs, so we rigged up this table looking thing and strapped it to Allies back. Well of course, on show night you have to wear black clothes, and she did, and they were very very clingy, and it didn't help the position that she ended up in... on all fours on the floor arching her back. Matt and I were in the tech booth and were just dumbfounded, unable to say anything other than 'Whoa...' and 'holy shiiitt...' So yeah, she was quite the fuckable spectacle. Dammit.
Sat, July 28/01 4:02am
Yeah, muthafuckas! I had the worst hard on from massaging the boss' daughters feet for like an hour while we were both just tanked out of our minds. I'm still drunk, and fairly sure she still is too, wherever she may be. I mean, she drained a bottle and a half of wine. Mmm, she has such gorgeous feet, tasty. And that was even after she was convinced that I have multiple personality disorder. And to boot, Chicken-Man did come to work today and warned me about her, and gave me a fuck of a lot to think about too. And not just me, that bastard riled up the kids good. One camp girl in particular, Jackie, she was totally with Chicken-Man through all the philosophical twists and turns, and had fun at each corner he led her to. But yeah, Chicken-Man let me know that Allie the Boss' Daughter is bad news for me. Like... she didn't seem to dig Chicken-Man... and if you can't dig Chicken-Man, you can't dig me. You just won't be able to, really. You won't be able to fully accept what I am if you aint down with Chicken-Man, and I really don't think Allie *quite* got what was going on when he showed up. Fuck, I've really got to write something soon about me, Chicken-Man, and Hank... this is probably confusing, eh?
Thurs, July 26/01 2:05am
Fuckin' A! Just came in from a night out with the theatre crew. We went out to see an old Dufferin Players alumni in a show in Grand Bend, and it was amazing. Of course, it wasn't as amazing as getting drunk with Allie and her using me as her own personal mattress on the 2 hour ride home. Mmm, that was so good and so welcome and so great. Oh yeah, I'm still a little tanked, by the way. But yeah... fuck, I'm such a cuddle-monster and after promising to myself to finally start taking advantage of drunk girls once in a while, I figured hell... I'm drunk, she's drunk... she's told me she likes me in that 'special way', so why the fuck not? So on the way home, yeah bitches, it was all about the cuddlin' in the back seat. I wonder if it'll mean anything tomorrow...
"At the base of the crack of the ass... at the base of the crack of the ass..." "Hey man, that sounds like a Frank Zappa song!" "Shit... it does! Lets sing!"
Sat, July 21/01 5:00pm
You know what helps the blues? Or rather, the piss-offs? Eating and shopping. Shopping for cool stuff. Matt called me this morning (and I was actually awake) and asked if I wanted to head out to Rockin' Tees in Hamilton with him. Of course, he'd forgotten that the Pacer is currently out of commission, but I got my mom's van anyhow. So off we went, he picked up 5 shirts, I snagged 3 shirts, two cd's, a leather bracelet and a new eyebrow ring with yellow spikes. Mmm, yellow. And then... Taco Bell in the mall. What a day. And I don't think I'll even end up having to be around my dad that much today. Mmm.
Oh, and here's something for you... girls suck.
Fri, July 20/01 5:21pm
Fucking fuck and fuck. People just... ugh. Rejection, then rejection, then another rejection, then my dad playing me the sad song about money problems and trying to guilt me into just giving him mine. Somehow he figures I owe him $200, and you know, with the mood I was in as I came in the front door, I just said 'fine... I don't even care, great, whatever'. And then he got all upset. He got his way... and then got all fucking upset and went off to drink, so now I'm going to get to experience that sad fucker stumbling in at 2 in the morning and causing another scene. I don't even want his help with my car, yet there he is, sticking his nose into everything just because he can. And two pizzas last night cost me 27 fucking dollars!
You know what's frustrating? Getting 'stuck' hanging out with a hot girl all day who has really nice big boobs. And it's even worse when there's just this vast amount of cleavage E V E R Y W H E R E. Frustrating. Oh, and speaking of frustration, guess who's dad is off work for two weeks now? This... this is not good. Not a bit, not at all. I'm going to be spending MUCH more time at the theatre now, shit. Well, at least the nintendo is there now.
But I did have fun last night, playing Blades of Steel for way too long at the theatre and catching a bat that had found it's way inside. "Nice shot, Hockey Bear!'.
Wed, July 18/01 11:27pm
How much fucking rejection is a person supposed to be subjected to in a day? And after putting a scratch on their fucking eyeball? Fuck, I gotta get pierced.
Can't really talk now... too drunk, too angry.
Tues, July 17/01 12:25am
Mm, Stratford tomorrow. And I was pretty cute about getting Allie to sit with me on the bus. Her, Catherine and I were in the office, and I put my hand to the side of my mouth that Allie's on and go to Catherine, "Psst, hey... do you think Allie will sit with me on the bus to Stratford tomorrow?" And Catherine looks at me like I'm retarded *and* on crack and goes back to me in the same fashion with her hand to her mouth, "Maybe you should ask her." And eventually I did, it was just kind of amusing is all.
Washed my laundry, still have to get it out of the dryer, make my lunch, finish filling out my OSAP online forms and... there was something else... hmn. And all this at 12:30 at night. Well, it's my own fault, I picked up this cheap-o computer game last Wednesday and I've been hooked on it ever since. It's starting to draw me away from even my worst habits, like wasting too much time online and excessive masturbation practices. I'm such a sucker for the old turn based rpgs. It cost me $15 and I'm maybe possibly a fifth of the way into it and I've been playing it all the time, tell me that aint a sweet value of entertainment!
Been going over and feeding my/my mom's cats each night. I end up eating a whole crapload of her food whenever I go, it's a wicked deal. Three cheese pizza pockets... mmm.
I could really go for some humpin'.
Mon, July 16/01 5:58pm
Swiss cheese fucking rules, I don't care what you think. It's the only cheese that's actually compatible with bologna (or 'baloney', as you may call it), and other than that, it's totally ruling with ham.
So camp was cool. First day with the new set of kids, and they were okay. The games are a lot more fun with more kids to wrangle up in them. When I came upstairs at one point in the morning, I could have sworn one of them was actually tbg, there to drop off her sister or something, but no... on second look it just wasn't, but she sure did look like her, uh huh.
And in other news... mmm, Allie.
Sun, July 15/01 9:16pm
You know, life aint too bad when you really love your job. Like, this weekend's been okay, I went out camping with Doug and Ken and that was cool, but really I'm looking forward to going back to work tomorrow. Camp has got to be the sweetest 8 weeks of the year. Well, kind of 9 weeks, but more like 8. It's probably not really the work, but I love the people there I'm working with. I mean, there's Gideon and Matt, Sutherland and Allie the boss' daughter. How sweet a deal is that?! And each day just seems to end too fast, it's a damn shame. Oh, and of course there was Friday as Sutherland was dropping me off... "You know, if you'd asked Allie out to the Villages tonight she totally would have gone." Oh, thanks for telling me NOW Catherine! Oh well, we'll see what happens this week. I think this is supposed to be our makeover week, where she makes me over and I make her over. I've seen some pictures of what she wants to do... scary stuff. As well, this is Dairy Queen week, and it might be exorcism at the theatre week too. An action packed week, for sure.
Wed, July 11/01 8:07pm
Damn yo, there was something I was going to write about but totally forgot.
Anyhow, I've got my pictures back. I didn't take that many, 27 I think if they all came out, but there'll at least a couple to go along with the stories I've got to share. I'm pounding out the stories at a fairly good pace, and I really want to add stuff to the page, so it shouldn't be long before everything's done.
Got paid today and went out shopping with Ryan and Matt. Picked up a Propagandhi disc and a Nitro comp, both memories of BC. I snagged a couple of cheap-o computer games too... and I think the sales chick was flirting with me. I have this Palmerston Community Daycare shirt on and she was asking me about it, how I liked working with kids. I had to tell her it was just a shirt, but I do work with kids at a theatre camp and do enjoy it very much so. Too bad she wasn't quite a looker.
Murray's bald daughter came into work today and I didn't realize it was her at first, so of course my eyes went huge and I stared. Oops. And earlier on in the day, Murray's other daughter Allie was talking with Matt and Catherine about me... yet somehow I didn't manage to get anything out of Matt, the secretive bastard. I hope she wants to jump my bones, I could use it.
Tues, July 10/01 12:41am
Yo biddy yo yo. It's true, I'm back, I made it, I'm alive. Barely. But I'm not going to talk about that, no, not at all. I'm covering my BC adventure in an entire separate chronicle. I recorded most of the events there while I was there on a notepad, and it's definitely enough stuff for something like the Ex Index has become, so I figure that's what I'll make it into. There's all kinds of shit, a journal, poetry... fuck, even a soundtrack. Stay tuned for that one, cats and kittens.