Hey lush have fun, it’s the weekend
So, Big T and I went to the bar last night. Got in VIP. Das right. Then we shook our tail feathers.
My parents came in to the city today to drop off my sis and various. They also brought some turkey, which my dad finally finished smoking. It’s sooo good!
Tonight is piña colada night. Ooowee. I’m here to inquire about your boooze. I am the alcohol collector. I can’t wait to have my own place and my own bar. Sa-weet.
I hate when music I like becomes popular, unless it already is, it makes me want to tell people to fuck off and punch them in the face. …But, I do need people to like bands so that they’ll have concerts near here. Grrr. …Or not, if a band becomes a bunch of big shots, then they aren’t going to do any shows for free, they’ll be less chintzy. They’d be like “Well fuck that.” Like at the Icelandic Festival weekend dinger dilly. I miss Lindy. We made out once …twice. Then he gave me his underwear.
I’m le tired.

I Bleed From the Inside.
Jealous? Word, Bird. Man, Christmas is OVER. How sad. It came, it went. Got stuff I wanted and other things, that’s always good. To sum it up I got some things and a hippopotamus. I think I might trade in the hippo for a dog, negatory.
Just finished playing poker with my family, I totally won. It must have been from all that practice from strip poker …oh ho. No, I lost at the end, but I did have the lead. Woot. My family needs to have game nights more often. I love games. This is getting sappy. I went to Bingo with my Babas and sis today. That was fun. T’was INTENSE.
My dad’s smoking seven turkeys right now, so that’s also pretty awesome. Awesome if you’ve tried it. But I’ll be in the city when they are ready, therefore, not so awesome.
I need more awesome in my life. This is pretty good.
Global warming is really starting to show. Need fucking snow! Ugh.
Can we have game nights...
What the fuck for new years. ...Besides lots of Alchyhool

Let’s do this I’m a cashew!
Now I know that if I ever get a lead singer, not to use a peanut. Dane Cook.
This one I like to call Revenge. Approximately 50 people were either killed or severely injured in the making of this video. Actually I have no fucking idea, probably more. Too bad the quality is poor, hard to take in all the pivotal detail. We had it coming. (The music makes you think that the animals were possessed, possessed by the demon of vengeance!)
I like jello shooters.
So far I’ve spent my night downloading and listening to Ukrainian music. I’m making a CD for my Baba for Christmas. Viter Viye, one of my favs. (You know you’re Ukrainian when…) I also found my old Mini Pops cassette tonight ...it was under the record player. Man, I used to dance around to that tape in my basement, that tape and The New Kids on the Block, Jem, and your typical sing-alongs. Those were the days... sigh

Can’t two or four dudes make-out with each other without being gay? I mean, chicks dig that kind of thing anyways. Only cool guys kiss. .....Since when are emo kids gay. Have I been blind all along. Perhaps that is part of their secret appeal. Tsss. They are too emo to be emo. They give emo a bad rep. Oh, Teenage angst. What's weird is that I've once stumbled upon that guys blogsite ....or a dude that looks just like him, oh man. You're prob saying ...yeah, stumbled, uh huh.

I finished all my Christmas shopping. Woot! ...just got to finish wrapping. Wrapping presents isn't that bad, at least until you let your present wrapping skills warm up after several measly attempts.

Homemade Mexican Birdfeeder
Bet you guys wish you got a homemade Mexican coke bottle birdfeeder for Christmas. Jealous? It wasn’t the kind coated in peanut butter as I expected, but it does have an inside coated with sticky pop. All thee better for les birds de hum.
So I figured I should share some of my fav toothpaste for breakfast drawings. Oh No! I was going to put the link for the site here, but I can’t find it. The site, IT’S GONE. What a horrible place this is! It's not fair! ...Hopefully it’s only temporarily. Luckily for you, I have some pics saved. Also I have this song “Perfect Day”, it's not that great.
Know this, one bottle of wine doesn't go very far.
Fuck! There are so many movies I want to see; The Chronic(what?)cles Narnia, Kinky Kong, and Walk the Line to name a few. Brokeback Mountain will also be playin soon. Mmm, gay cowboys.

Anal Plungers
Yesterday was the first time I’ve worked since like the summer. Eeep. Yeah, they finally gave me just one shift after I was on their asses for like a month. Okay maybe three weeks.
Aaron is out from Edmonton for the holy days so a bunch of us got together. We went to Wasabi so that was fucking awesome. Who doesn’t like talking about ‘porn nights’ and anal plungers (pylons) at a restaurant? I needed a sushi fix soo badly. Drooool. I’m such a broke-ass hobo. Thank God for Babas. I don’t know where I’d be without them.
…Someone can get a sushi certificate for Christmas or something. Heh. There again is a good reason why I need to find myself a sugar daddy. I need someone to treat me to sushi every week. …I’ll just keep dreaming for now.
Here is some Christmas excitement, even more crazy for those on drugs.

It rubs the lotion on its skin.

'Tis the season for dry itchy skin.

I’m almost done my Christmas shopping, woo! Legs hurt, my fingers smell like cologne, and I saw the cutest jack russell terrier pups (little Wishbones) today.

So Tracy hasn’t stayed at her apartment the whole time Calvin has come back. Well, except for the time when we were all there drinking and she stayed the night just so she could “cuddle” with me. I told Calvin she must be afraid of him or something.

Since Tracy is heading over there tonight, so she’ll be there when Chicken comes home, I had this brilliant idea for Calco. First I told him he should dress up and scare her. After mentioning that this most hilariously awesome idea came into my perverse little head. I suggested he should dress up in her underwear and wear her socks on his arms, maybe put on some of her perfume or scented lotion, and perhaps be dancing around to Tracy's Mariah Carey CD. See, he could get all into it. He could have some candles lit and be dancing with one of her scarves. Then when Tracy walks in he’d act all surprised, almost as much as she would be. Man, that would creep the fuck out of her. lol. I’m brilliant. Just picture how funny that would be. OR, I have another idea, he could hang her underwear up all over the apartment. Then when T walks in he'd be like "...I did the laundry." And that would be f'ed up ...but funny! Fucked up because it's just her stuff that's hanging, but funny. I'd like to get that on tape.

A Lighthouse for the Drunk
Oh ho. So, they moved the lighthouse from the high school to a place that can be seen by any visitor entering the capital of New Iceland from the South, or leaving to the South which ever way you want to put it. I thought it was never going to move, only to stay in its, not so eternal, location until time and vandalism paid their dues. Sigh, guess not. Man, I hope this makes sense. There are a couple of pics of whence I shared my latest memories with that splendid light house with other ppls (Jen, Dan, Jon) that make me seem less weird. I only hang out with people that have three letters in their name ....on good days four and better days five, including nicknames.
Well, let’s hope it keeps snowing and then gets real cold. Need a nice crust on that snow, need to get on out there on me snowmobile, or I suppose I could just go now like everyone else. Tssss.
So I’ve been working out lately, trying to get rid of my exam fat. Nice. I was thinking maybe I should just go on the crack-cocaine diet. It works for the models. Plus, who doesn’t like going on a trip. Jealous?

Oh man. I don't like distancing away from my msn space, but I've become distraught with the thought of msn screwing me over by destroying my msn space. I thought this blogger dilly would be more reliable. Now I can go to bed at night knowing my procrastination is safe and has not gone to waste.
The other major reason why I wanted to get the hay out of there, was because I sought after being able to cuss all I want. Msn has a big boner agianst thst kind of stuff. Remember when msn messenger wouldn't let you use the word mailman? Scoff. Well, the mailman is fucking your mother in the ass right fucking now.
...sigh.