| Monday, June 28, 2004 |
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| The First |
| So Haimchan became the first to put the ol' ball and chain around his neck yesterday. It didn't seem that bad though; it's what he wants and we all support him. The wedding itself seemed more like a lime than anything else, or at least it ended that way. And Meera's nice. I can't take too much of the "Indian culture" though. Why Indian people does cyah sit down and stay quiet when they drunk? And why fat girls does wanna wear tight pants with no underwear and suffer from a bad case of camel toe? I doh understand.
And I almost fainted when I read this. |
| 4:19 pm | | |
| Tuesday, June 22, 2004 |
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| Happy Daddy's Day -- two days late |
| Father's Day was great, really. If you take out all the numerous questions about why Miranda and I broke up and why am I not working and how I should apply to this and that company. Oh, and my dad making the speech again about how he doesn't have that much time to live again and how he doesn't want any fighting among us when he's gone and that the traditions of Christmas lunch should remain yada, yada. Oh yeah, and having a bunch of kids running around and generally misbehaving and screaming their lungs out. It was horrible. But at least I finally got to taste one of my prize-winning mangoes, the first fot this year. Well they haven't really won any prizes, but they could. They're the best mangoes I've ever eaten, even better than julie mangoes. Yeah, they that good. I don't even know what they're called.
I'm undecided as to whether I should call my MP and tell him to support the Police Reform Bills. I think it's time these Service Commissions are made to account to someone and better management of everything needs to be put in place. But then again, there's the question of abuse and blatant political patronage and just plain badmind. Anywho, My mom went to Miami for a few months on Sunday so I went to the airport to see her off. At least now I have an excuse for being a horrible son and not going to see her. I hadn't seen her since around Christmas. That's bad. I didn't even go see her for Mother's Day cus I had exams that week -- four of them -- and there's noone to scream at me and cut off financial support for not going to see her. Yeah, that's what'll happen if I don;t go see my dad every couple weeks or so. Oh yeah, adn questions were asked as to why I haven't moved back home and what I'm still doing up in UWI if school finish. I don't even have a firetrucking telephone down south! Why the hell would I wanna move back there? Jeez... |
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| Wednesday, June 16, 2004 |
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| Blackmail |
| There are few things worse for men than seeing a woman crying, for whatever reason, she's your good friend and you know there's nothing you can do to help her stop crying and make her feel better. Crying is blackmail. When a girl starts crying, men just stop and give in. There's nothing else we can do. Especially when they're just crying non-stop and doing not much else. I'm so tired. |
| 4:34 pm | | |
| Friday, June 11, 2004 |
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| Pain |
| I'm in pain. After being in bed for almost two days, I decided to get active before I fell into a coma, and so I went for a run in school. Well who tell me do that? I made two laps around the big field; that was probably about a kilometre. My legs are so friggin sore, but I felt great, I must admit, and I'm even tempted to do it again this evening. I really need to get active again; my Smirnoff Ice belly is starting to show. I need to get my five-pack back to a six (or even five and a half). Speaking of Smirnoff Ice, those Smirnoff bottles are beautiful!
Internet in school is really ticking me off. It keeps stopping and going, stopping and going. I'm trying to listen to LaunchCast Radio but the stream keeps getting cut. Yep, more free advertising for LaunchCast Radio. It's the shiznit yo! Still no luck in the job hunt. Nobody likes Eeyore... And Stef's back with possibly the worst picture he could possibly get of me from Friday's last year. And this I could not resist from Worth1000.com:  |
| 2:55 pm | | |
| Monday, June 07, 2004 |
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| Keeping Busy |
| Between reading new blogs, playing blackjack (online and real-life), listening to music on my new 'net-toy' Yahoo! Launch, going Nuts and Parrots and keeping up with the country's newest murder/kidnap victims, I'm keeping myself quite busy. And Euro2004 begins this weekend too, so I'll be keeping myself even busier. My dad's beginning this whole 'coming back home to live' thing with me, and I've tried telling him time and time again that I wanna work up north and that means that I'm not gonna be moving back down south since I not into making that drive every day. I like my rest. And I like up north.
I'm not gonna write about how Shanna practically had to beg me to be at her place last Saturday cus most everybody who reads this was there anyway, ent? I doubt I going Ruby Tuesday's in a hurry again though cus I paid $18 for a friggin Smirnoff Ice. Is only $2 less in Bootleggers and Friday's though. And thank god(?) that one's being opened in South pretty soon. If you ask me, there's no place really to lime in south, what with The Southern Edge getting rave service reviews (note sarcasm) and all. Platinum ain't all that bad eh, but where else beside there and TreeHouse and maybe Jenny's is there? I've been waiting for how many years for the waterfront project to finally come on stream, but like that ain't gonna happen this decade. I think I blogged about this before, havent' I? So the blackjack thing happenned quite by accident. Went to the casino a couple weeks ago with a couple friends and one of them was playing blackjack and won a little more than I did with the one-arm bandits so I decided that I would learn to play properly online and then go try my hand in the real thing. Well I had a shitload of fun and I must tell you that we closed the casino at 4.30 the next morning with me leaving with considerably more than I started. Hey, some people smoke, some do drugs, some into cars and music: this is my vice ok! Sex don't count as a vice. And don't lecture me about getting addicted and losing all my money. I know when to stop. I already have the deed to my house :-) just kidding. So check out stayfree girl (who btw is now on a billboard) and have some irish cream while you're at it. |
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