I’ve got an inkling that I’ll be blogging more here soon. Lots to say but no one to say it to. Stay tuned.
So, 7 days until I’m officially hitched. Does it feel any different? Am I nervous? Naw. I’ve already been with the same person for the last 7 years, so what’s the big deal about spending a who eternity together? I’m comfortable with that.
Other than that, I’m grabbing some tunes and just chilling out (Listening to Silversun Pickups - highly recommended). Everything is taken care of - well, at least all the big stuff anyways. I just have to pick up a tux and meet her at the church. I hope none of the other guys are stressed out, no reason to get all worked up - you stand at the front of a church for 30 mins then you get your picture taken 1000 times (remember to bring your watches). After that, it’s a big party.
So, by the pace of my updates, I’ll be hitched before I post again - Cheers!
I thought the title was interesting - so I took the dive and started to read. The comments, and this strand in particular, were a great discussion. Please read on.
So I went to a Jays game last night. Boyan hooked me up with a ticket to see the boys in blue and white face the Yankees. Now, that said, the Rogers Centre was a little more full than usual due to the opponents. I was there with a bunch of accountants who, for the most part, are nice guys. All my run ins with accountants in a non-business manner have lead me to believe that they are naturally resistant to alcohol.
We basically had a round of 20oz Keith’s every inning… until they cut us off. You see, the accountants had begun to get rowdy. Some poor (stupid) kids had decided to take off their shirts and put Yankees names and numbers on their back - and then sit in front of us. With some sort of premonition that would startle a psyhic, Boyan and Bacal had purchased two wonderful bags of peanuts and they arrived just as these two r-tards were returning to their seats. With the crowd’s support we made them feel as uncomfortable as possible until they left.
I missed my bus home by about 10 minutes, left my ticket on the bus (with 2 rides left!) and got about 5 hours of sleep. The bloat is almost unmanageable this morning and I cut myself off one round before the others. Still, 100oz is just too much.
This is rich. I have a feeling that PA will be all over this by the end of the week.
Alright, sometimes I feel like I’ve too affected by advertising.
Today on the train, I grabbed a copy of the Metro. On the front page, actually it WAS the front page, there was an ad by Tetley panegyrizing the effects of tea on the human body. Apparently it can ward off disease, reduce free radicals and generally make you feel better. However, doing so requires a minimum of 3 cups a day. As of 10:00am, I have finished cup one. Cup one will be with lunch and cup three in the afternoon. We’ll see how this goes.
In somewhat related news, Second Cup standard coffee makes me feel ill. This usually culminates in a supreme uncomfort in the afternoon.
What does it take to not get your weekly column published? Apparently speaking out about the entertainment establishment. If you heard about the Prince stunt a few weeks ago, then this will be interesting for you.
I’ve given up on long posts. Now I will write whatever I feel like whenever I feel like. Usually I’ll do it when I can’t find someone on AIM/MSN/GTalk to spread whatever I want to say to. So, my quote of the day is:
When written in Chinese, the word “crisis” is composed of two characters. One represents danger and the other represents opportunity. -JFK
I’m not saying anything particular about anything particular, but I just liked that quote. No wonder China is kicking the West’s ass at everything.
I always thought she was a blood sucking demon.
”Dear victim, You have been bitten by Nathalie! Click the ‘Start Biting Chumps’ button to become a Vampire and start biting other chumps!”
No thanks.