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So sick of being tired, and oh-so-tired of being sick. [Feb. 12th, 2009|08:54 am]
[mood |sickargh kill me]
[music |Dead And Gone - TI feat. Justin Timberlake.]

So, I'm NOT going to work today. As much as I TRIED to go to bed at a semi-normal hour (a plan I make regularly but spectacularly fail at every time), I was unable to get ANY sleep as a result of my throat/cough. I'm led to believe it may be Bronchitis, but I have to go to the doctor because I'm really not much of an expert on such matters. Right now, a nice cup of mandarin-tangerine tea seems to be helping a little, but knowing I will have to actually get up and go outside at some point is a bothersome thought, at best.
I may still go out tonight, but I won't be staying late, and I think I'm going to take it easy on the drinking. Looks like Fonz is ditching anyways, so it may be slightly less fun. But the bright side is, I can get some shawarma while I'm downtown. Mmmm shawarma.

Go out and buy TI's new album, Paper Trail. It's fucking amazing.

I need to go to the doctors now. Y'all have a good day.

FanBoy, out!
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Admittantly, sticktoitiveness is NOT one of my strong points. (NOW with 25% MORE "parentheses"!) [Feb. 12th, 2009|02:20 am]
[mood |contentHappy, but sick.]
[music |Lost (remix) - Coldplay feat. Jay Z]

....how come firefox doesn't correct my spelling on "sticktoitiveness" but it says that firefox isn't a word? Oh wait. I've just noticed that that only applied to the subject line. My bad. I'm not going to remove this sentence though.

So, I'll be honest here, and state that my reason for not posting the night of my birthday when I said I would is because A)I was watching Heroes, and B) I took 3 grams of magic mushrooms, and was too busy running around in circles in my room giggling and talking to myself. Also I fell down at some point, and I may have eaten some pie because the pie is gone, but I don't remember eating it. At all.

So in my last entry I mentioned a girl named Gwen. Gwen is this awesome girl I met on RP (and before someone says something disparaging or snarky about Realpics, you all know you've had an account on a ridiculously unclassy social networking/dating site at some point in your life). Gwen is smart, and funny, and a vegan (but not pushy about it, which I like.) We've been on three dates (I guess they were dates) and so far things are going really well. I really enjoy her company. AND contrary to what Joe or Fonzie would tell you, I don't just like her because her name is Gwen. That's just a happy Spider-Man related coincidence (and a really good reason to keep her away from the Brooklyn Bridge and/or the Green Goblin.) She asked me to be her Valentine, and as much as I totally hate Valentines day like a motherfucker, that was incredibly cute, and I couldn't help but say yes. We spent today watching Garden State AND most of Gone With The Wind (and also watching her mom on TV briefly. Her mom writes for the citizen and was talking about atheism in bus advertisements on Rogers public access.) She also made me dinner. Okay, I'm gonna stop gushing about Gwen now.

I caught a ridiculous cough from Alex on my birthday. I will never share water with sickly people again. Asshole.

Just kidding, Alex is cool, but she infects me with horrible diseases sometimes. (No, not herpes.)

I hate work. I also hate my having to go in there tomorrow. But afterward, Fonz, Joe and I are going to hip-hop night at Zaphods. It's gonna be pretty alright. I'm hoping hard liquor will cure my coughing-throat-death.

The Grammys were the greatest thing I've seen in a while. I mean, MIA on stage with TI, Hova, Kanye AND Lil' Wayne! ON HER BABY'S DUE DATE! IN A SEE-THROUGH DRESS! That's fucking commitment, right there. Other highlights, Blink 182 reuniting (OMG SO STOKED), Dave Grohl playing drums for Paul McCartney, the performaces by Jay Z & Coldplay, Kanye & Estelle, TI & Justin Timberlake, and Lil' Wayne & Robin Thicke. Parts that sucked: Rihanna and Chris Brown not attending on account of his allegedly hitting her. LAME. And they were such a cute couple, too. And also that performance by Miley Cyrus and whoever (Taylor Swift? I dunno. They all look pretty much the same to me). THOUGH, oddly enough, as much as I don't like them, the performance with the Jonas Bros. and Stevie Wonder wasn't actually shitty. I liked that.

BUT, I think the HIGHEST POINT of the night (in my opinion), was the awesome way in which Thom Yorke dances. During 15 Step, WITH a marching band, he was completely owning the stage. Badass.

I have nothing else to say. Also I feel I need sleep because of the impending death of my lungs and throat. Have a great remainder of the week!

FanBoy, out.
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Birthday (23). [Feb. 9th, 2009|04:32 am]
[mood |accomplishedaccomplished]
[music |Brooklyn Boy - Kevin Devine]

In the last year I've gone through a lot of fucked up shit, but things actually seem to be not biting me in the ass for once. I've met some pretty awesome people recently, had a great double-birthday weekend with Joe (thanks to Fonzie, Cindy, Jeff, James, Lubke, Matt, Geoff, Alex, Liam, and Tom for contributing to it's awesomeness), had a fantastic pre-birthday dinner with the family (including Dave who got me the sweetest belt I've ever owned) and Gwen (more on Gwen in a later entry), and am getting set for a stellar ACTUAL birthday with Alex downtown. All in all, things don't suck (except for my job, but you'd be hard-pressed to find someone who actually really enjoys their job) and I'm really glad I have such great friends who are there for me when I really need them.

I'm probably (maybe) going to start posting here again. I say that now, but everytime I actually try it's an epic fail and I forget about it for a few months. But I fully intend to do it this time (sleep schedule permitting). So, if I can keep myself motivated, there should be another post before bedtime (which will probably be in the neighborhood of 11pm because I haven't slept at all tonight).

Did you notice my excessive use of brackets? Fuck you. Stop noticing so many things. I'll use all the brackets I want, you elitist, bracket-hating fuck.

I really only noticed I used so many brackets after going back to proofread because I hate spellcheck. Stupid American spellcheck, taking away all my u's.

I really don't have much to add, aside from

Fanboy, out!
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We live in a beautiful world. Yeah we do, yeah we do. [Oct. 29th, 2008|08:43 pm]
[mood |anxiousanxious]
[music |She Is Beautiful - Andrew W.K.]

It's only the 29th of October and already a cold blanket of snow covers the ground. Winter weather has started far earlier than expected this year. The air is crisp and refreshing, but my worn Adidas do little to keep the rapidly melting snow out. That is all that keeps me from going out for a long aimless walk right about now. Steph leaves in a few days, right after Halloween, and I'm not really prepared for what that means. It won't kill me, but it will suck a hell of a lot.

Speaking of killing me, a few weeks ago I suffered from an unfortunate bout of E. Coli. I have no idea where I contracted it, but apparently, had I not gone to the hospital and gotten medication for it, I could have died. Nothing like a near-death experience to put your life into perspective. There are few things more upsetting than the feeling of not being able to drink water without vomiting.

My mother settled out of court with the doctor who misdiagnosed and overmedicated Taylor. We all got our Christmas gifts early this year. I am now in posession of an 80gig PS3. Unfortunately, and I wish I'd have known this prior to purchasing it but, as of July of this year, the 80gig Playstation 3 no longer possesses the PS2 emotion engine, and cannot play PS2 games (despite being backwards compatible with original Playstation games.) It's a little frustrating, but it's a damn quality machine otherwise. I finished Force Unleashed and and in the process of trying to beat Soul Calibur 4 with every character in as many modes as possible. I also must put $5 on my credit card to download Yoda as a playable character. Tomorrow TJ from work is giving me his copy of GTA4 for free, and I'm pretty excited about that.

I think I want to take police foundations at algonquin. Yeah.

Heroes is intense this season.

I am excited for Watchmen and Wolverine and Star Trek next year.

This is my first LJ entry in months. I'm gonna have to start posting more often. At least once a week, if not more.

That's all I have to say at this juncture.

Happy Halloween, y'all!

Fanboy, Out.
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Digging my own grave, though it's shallow, I will lie in it. [Jun. 9th, 2008|02:28 am]
[mood |morosemorose]
[music |Flying At Tree Level - Brand New]

I am going to miss you so fucking much when you're gone. I was lying when I said it hasn't hit me, 'cause it has, more than I can even explain. I am trying so hard to just value the time we DO have, and tell myself we'll still be friends after you're gone, but it's hard to deal with the fact that in a month and a bit, you won't be around. I don't know how I'm going to be able to say goodbye. I know I'll have to, but I don't know how. We've shared a lot in the last little while, you and I. You can read me like a book even when I'm trying to be dodgy, and I'm slowly beginning to understand you more and more every day. I know I can be a tremendous dumbass from time to time (read: often), but you still stick around even when I'm clearly too stupid for my own good. You are amazing for that. Don't ever change that about yourself. Sometimes I start crying and I don't even know why. This might be one of those times. I need to stop typing this. Have a good week everyone.

FanBoy, out.
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"I saw your freckles on the shoulders of a stranger today, and my heart leapt." [Apr. 16th, 2008|03:48 am]
[mood |annoyedLousy insomnia]
[music |Like Cursing Kids - Kevin Devine]

BC, I was a jerk to you. A huge one. I regret it, and I apologise. Even though I've said it before. Trust me that I mean it. I miss having you to talk to. Have a happy birthday

AM, I don't know why, but I've been missing you terribly as of late. I am sorry if it's bringing you down, I don't mean it to. I'm glad we're friends, and I have you to talk to, and, let's be honest, look at.

AH, I am excited for you to move here. I am very much looking foreward to July for this reason.

PJ, (that's not a clever secretive use of your initials, it's your name) I'm fucking STOKED for our NY trip this summer, buddy. It's gonna be fucking amazing. We're hitting up some toy and comic stores, some sweet clubs, and as many famous landmarks as possible. We should also point out things that remind us of Marvel Comics, because that's who we are. Also, side-trip to Red Bank/Leonardo/Middletown, New Jersey is in order. Mostly cause I just wanna be able to shout "TRY NOT TO SUCK ANY DICK ON YOUR WAY THROUGH THE PARKING LOT!" in the ACTUAL QuickStop parking lot.

MF, I'm glad we're buds again. You're a great drinking buddy, you hooked me up with QOTSA tickets, AND playing Baldur's Gate with you is the most hilarious thing ever. "Why the fuck do these Dark Elves keep dropping the same fucking pair of Padded Gloves+1??" "What the fuck does a fucking Yeti need with a +1 Fine Club of Disruption? And where the hell does he put it!?" "WHY THE SHIT CAN'T MY MIDGET HUMP THIS WENCH??" "This isn't the place for that."

JL, it sucks things didn't work out with "The Girls", but we gotta get back on that horse and get our asses back to Zaphods, AND SOON.

RL, I miss you. Come visit, we must dance.

Mom, I know I don't show it as much as I should, but you're the best matriarch a person could have. You are the reason I'm still alive, and my inspiration for being the best person I can be, despite whatever setbacks I may face. Thanks for that.

Dave, your midlife crisis is weird. A 36 year old man shouldn't randomly decide to start listening to hip-hop, take up smoking again, and get his nipple pierced. I don't know how to deal with it. But, all in all, you're a good dude to me, and a great dad to Taylor. If I didn't feel so awkward about it, I'd be proud to call you "Dad."

Taylor, you will never read this (much like half the people I wrote about), but stay strong, kiddo. You'll get through this, and one day, everything will turn out. We aren't sending you to the hospital out of any ill-will. We love you, and we want you to get better. It's only two weeks, and you get to come home on the weekends! Plus, it'll be great practice for your trip to Nova Scotia this summer! Also, I will buy you a whole deck of Pokemon cards when you get back home :)

So yeah, I had a lot of stuff I needed to say to a lot of people, and sometimes it's hard to actually say it. Most of them won't even read it, but it feels good to get it all out there anyways. I didn't want to use too many names, cause that's how I am, I guess, but generally I'm assuming the people can guess who they are.

I can't sleep. It's stupid. But at least my wednesday and thursday shifts are AFTER noon. It will make it easier to NOT drop dead at work.

I'll probably post more later, after I've had what precious little sleep I can get.

Sweet dreams. FanBoy, Out.
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Powerless. [Apr. 10th, 2008|05:38 am]
[mood |awakewhat the fuck.]
[music |Hallelujah - Jeff Buckley]

Human beings are violent, disgusting creatures who willfully and deliberately hurt those weaker than them to inflate their fragile senses of self worth. This thought has occurred to me many times before, but I try to maintain a shred of idealism and tell myself "Yeah, certain people are assholes, but most people, when put in a particular situation, will do the right thing." This is true, but what about those people who fit into the other category? What drives them to hurt other people? Obviously to make themselves feel better, yes, and to compensate for some shortcoming in themselves. But as a non-asshole, I fail to understand what goes through the mind of someone who needs to physically or verbally (or both) harm someone weaker than them in the interest of self-improvement. It won't make you a better person in the eyes of society, it won't lead to social mobility, better jobs, or more opportunities. All it will do is ensure you die friendless and alone (possibly in prison, where people who beat their children/wives are repeatedly and forcefully violated in the most painful and depraved ways possible. Good to know karma is in effect in those situations.) I've been thinking about this a lot recently, because a friend of mine, who is turning 19 this coming weekend, is STILL subjected to repeated beatings/verbal abuse from her father on a regular basis. My friend is a bright, pretty girl with lots of friends, boatloads of potential, a job, and a million other great things going for her. The problem is, after years of being called "worthless" and regularly slapped around by her patriarchal parental figure, her self-image has been left shot to shit. Now, I find it odd (not to mention completely disgusting and wrong) that, while some people take great pride in the accomplishments of their children, others feel the need to make their children feel like garbage in order to inflate their own egos. Do they do it with the same motivations as a parent who pays for their child's post-secondary education in the hopes that they will eventually have a high paying, respected, fulfilling job? Or is it just a desire to have power over someone else, and feel dominant and "manly"? I, as someone who, despite his shortcomings, has NEVER physically or emotionally hurt someone just to make myself feel better, will probably NEVER understand the motivations of people like this. It's frustrating. Why does God let bad things happen to good people? Age old question, yeah. Unanswerable, most likely. But still fairly valid. I'm not saying I DON'T believe in God, trust me I do. But if God loves us so much, why does He allow things like this to happen? I know, I know. He gave us free will, which, while it allows a person to hurt another, weaker person, should be proof enough that He loves us. But it doesn't make much sense that He would let good people suffer, and allow disgusting pieces of shit like my friend's dad to get a twisted sense of accomplishment out of said suffering. I'm not losing faith in God, I'm losing trust. That was a confusing jumble of thoughts, wasn't it?

Okay, enough of that. I am getting over a flu. It was not pleasant, and I had to be sent home from work on Tuesday. Vomiting is probably one of my least favourite things to do in the world. Oh well, at least I'm feeling better now.

On that note, it's payday, which means my 6 hour and 15 minute shift at work will be made easier by energy drinks and mass quantities of fried chicken. This pleases me.

Sometimes I realise there are a lot of things I miss. Over the course of my life, I've lost a lot of things. I guess this is the way life works, but sometimes, at 3AM when you can't sleep, it hurts a lot more than usual. I'm sorry to anyone I've ever hurt, and if you've hurt me, I forgive you (with some exceptions that I won't get into now).

Do I seem depressed? I'm not. There's just a lot of things I wish I could change, and I don't have the power to do that. It can certainly make a person feel weak.

Why the hell am I up so early? Insomnia, that's why. Though, my recent sickness HAS allowed me to get a few nights of really good sleep, and I'm glad for that, and I did sleep a few hours tonight, to be fair. But automatically waking up at 5AM every morning and yet not being able to fall asleep until at least 3:30AM most night can't be too healthy for a person. Bah, if only I didn't have a job, I'd just ask my doctor for sleep aids and have a good solid week of uninterrupted napping.

I'm lonely. It sucks. Somebody fix it. I'm a good guy, who isn't ugly, I have a job, I live with my family (but I pay rent!), I'm reasonably funny, I'm pretty intelligent, I read books, I dress fairly well, and I like to cuddle. I am what my friend's would call a "pretty okay dude". Why am I single?! Oh, yeah, because of all those crippling emotional problems. Wait! Don't run away! Come back! I can change! I! CAN! CHANGE!

Most of that was joking, but I do need to get out and meet girls. I've had a tendency to mess up every POTENTIAL relationship I may have had in the last 6 months, most of the time without even realising I did something wrong. Go me.

They need new episodes of "Comedy At Club 54". This humour is terribly dated.

Everybody should watch Extras and Reno 911. Just saying.

The strike has been over for months! WHERE THE HELL IS MY HEROES!?

Iron Man starring Robert Downey jr. and The Incredible Hulk starring (and written by!) Edward Norton are both coming out in the next two months. Look for them to not be entirely disappointing! (Unlike many OTHER superhero movies.) Also, Batman looks cool.

Listen to The Fratellis. I'm not going to explain, the music will speak for itself.

I need coffee now. Catch you all later.

FanBoy, out.
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Reality doesn't care if you believe in it or not. [Mar. 31st, 2008|07:31 am]
[mood |blahmeh.]
[music |Electable (Give It Up) - Jimmy Eat World]

Shot down. Oh well. Can't say I DIDN'T see it coming. It kinda sucks, but I'll get over it. At least I didn't vomit and then have to listen to my friend have loud sex with some gross C.H.U.D. in the next room while I try to sleep, like Alex. I actually feel bad for her. That's like insult, added to injury, added to a shitkicking.

I put too much sugar in my coffee. If it wasn't the only thing keeping me from going back to sleep, I'd pour it down the drain.

For the last couple months, I was intent on growing an epic beard/ironic mustache combo, but the handle-bar thing I was going for just isn't materializing as I want it to, so I'm thinking of just shaving my whole face and starting over. I also have this intense urge to do something with my hair. Maybe blonde highlights again, like I did before. Those didn't look terrible. I just need a change, I am bored of my physical appearance at the moment (though, not bored enough to do anything DRASTIC, cause that'd be sad.)

I love Jimmy Eat World. I finally got around to listening to their NEWEST album, Chase This Light, and it's pretty fantastic. You should listen to it. For serious.

Aside from the obvious drawback of being shot down, and my best friend getting terribly sick, Zaphods on Saturday was fun. The DJ played Cute Without The E, and it was excellent, and THEN, as IF I needed another reason to sing along at the top of my lungs, he fucking played At Your Funeral. I didn't realise I could dance to Saves The Day, but apparently I can. He also played United States Of Whatever by Liam Lynch. FANTASTIC.

Fonzie has a crush on Ayan from my work. It's cute, though it's definitely out of nowhere. Perhaps I will attempt to play matchmaker on that front. Apparently he thought her name was Charlie? Very odd, that guy.

Hot Fuzz is an excellent movie, but I wasn't really all that impressed with Across The Universe. I mean, don't get me wrong, it wasn't TERRIBLE, but for a musical consisting of nothing but reworked Beatles songs, I guess I just expected more. Even watching it stoned did not improve it any. Too bad, I had high hopes. I must make it a point to IGNORE hype more often, because it generally just leads to disappointment.

Well, for once, Myspace did something useful, and I got the entire new Pennywise album for free. Main problem being, I think the reason why it was free is because it's fairly mediocre. Oh well, at least there wasn't any hype attached to it, and I wasn't let down or anything. Plus it was free. You get what you pay for.

I can't find my goddamn PS2 memory card, and it's really frustrating me.

I work 12-5 Monday to Friday this week. I haven't the faintest clue why. I'm not used to a rigid schedule. It reminds me of being back in high-school, and those are mostly NOT fun memories.

French rap is strange. I wish I knew what they were saying. It seems to have a looser rhyming scheme than most English rap. I guess it wouldn't rhyme at ALL in English. All the videos look exactly the same too. Kinda like cheaper, half-assed ripoffs of American rap videos. But with better-looking women, strangely enough.

I want a theramin. Somebody find me a reasonably-priced fully-assembled theramin, please. I will love you forever.

I really should work on learning how to ACTUALLY PLAY my guitar. It doesn't get nearly enough use. I should also work on singing more often. Maybe one of these days I can trick people into believing I have some talent at something musical.

I need a shower/shave now. Hope everyone has a good day.

FanBoy, out.
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I've got no secret purpose, I don't seem obvious do I? [Mar. 28th, 2008|07:57 am]
[mood |bouncyWatch me dance.]
[music |Authority Song - Jimmy Eat World]

So I now possess Jimmy Eat World's entire discography. Well, minus all the random split CDs they've done over the years, and also for some reason, I don't have "Last Christmas". But still, I'd say almost 80 Jimmy Eat World songs is pretty damn respectable. (And pretty darn fun to listen to, to boot.)

In regards to that thing from before, Joe and I have a double date on Saturday. Just some drinks with the girls before Zaphods. Nothing too intense, but should be fun nonetheless. Relating to that, Lisa may come over on Monday after work to watch Ghostbusters. This is pleasant. She's never seen it, but I INSIST that everyone I know see it, because that movie made me who I am, pretty much. Well, not really, but maybe after watching it, people will get all the ridiculous references I make.

"Ray, when someone asks you if you're a god, you say YES."

In other news, my Star Wars action figure collection kicks fucking ass. I finally got a Darth Vader's Sith Starfighter for my collection, and I'm pretty darn happy about that. Next, the Hunt For Grievous Battle Pack (with 5 ARC Troopers!) and the Clone Wars Hunt For Grievous Republic Gunship (with crazy ass teeth and eyes painted on it, just like the ARC-170 fighter I have!)

I guarantee none of you has any clue what the hell I just said. It's exciting to me, goddamnit.

Did I mention that Lisa and Karla dressed like THE MARIO BROTHERS last Halloween? Lisa was Mario<3. Jesus that's a good reason for a man-swoon if I've ever seen one.

I need to learn to save money better. There are three things I am planning to acquire within the next month and they all require substantial quantities of cash.

1.A rabbit. I want a dwarf rabbit. He will be blonde in colour and his name will be Leopold Stotch (Butters, for short.) This requires me to have money to pay for the rabbit itself, along with all the necessary accessories (cage, water bottle, shavings, pellets, other such fiddly-shit.)

2.To finally get those damned lightning bolt tattoos on my arms. I was thinking between my wrist and the inside of my elbow, not too wide, but fairly long, in black. I dunno how much that'll cost yet, I guess it depends where I go.

3.A new cell phone, one of the Pay-As-You-Go models from my work. I have my eye on this really sweet one with a badass camera and an 1 GB SD card (WITH READER!) for $150. That will probably be the first of the three things that I get, because I actually KNOW how much it will cost, and it requires very little planning to acquire.

I'm still pretty worried about the Taylor thing, as I mentioned previously. I'm really not looking foreward to having to leave her at the hospital for such a long time. I'll miss her, and I'll probably go visit her as often as possible. I plan on buying her a wicked-sweet gift when she gets out. Hopefully then she won't, y'know, hate me forever, and stuff.

Bah. I have to work today. This is unpleasant. Oh well, 1-6 isn't bad. Hopefully I'm on an express cash so I don't have to do any fucking deliveries. I hate deliveries with every fiber of my being.

OOH my coffee is ready! Have a pleasant day everyone. In 9 hours, I will be enjoying my weekend off.

FanBoy, out.

"Let's show this prehistoric bitch how we do things downtown."
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A question. [Mar. 24th, 2008|07:50 am]
[mood |awakeWhy am I always up so early?]
[music |Billion Bees - Kevin Devine]

Lets say, for example, that a guy likes a girl, and his best friend likes that girl's best friend/room-mate. Is it okay for the parties involved to pursue relationships? Or is that too strange? I'm really mulling this over in my mind. People, help a brother out. Opinions are appreciated. I'll give more details on request if anyone wants them. Haha.

Isn't this an odd way to begin utilizing my LJ again? I promise it won't all be bizarre hypotheticals and depressed laments. I mean, things in my life aren't perfect, but theres a LOT of room for things to move up.

On the unfortunate front, my sister may be going to the Children's Hospital for ten full days to get fully tested for bipolar and various other disorders. My mother, Dave, and myself have put a lot of thought into it, and as much as it's gonna tear our fucking hearts out to do it, we've agreed it's what's best, so she can get the help she needs. Her current pediatrician is an asshat and refuses to test her for anything. Suffice it to say she's getting a new one. The whole situation is putting a lot of stress on all of us (though Tay doesn't know yet, which almost makes it harder). The stress is evidenced by the frantic amount of chain-smoking and drinking me and my stepdad did on Easter Sunday. Not the best way to deal with problems, but it calms the nerves. On the bright side it's bringing my mom and Dave closer together. On the good side of things in my sister's life, she was chosen to go to the Tim Horton's Youth Camp in Halifax this summer! She's taking a plane by herself and everything! It's an awesome opportunity for her, and I'm glad the school decided to give it to her, because we definitely couldn't afford to send her to something that amazing.

I spend an inordinate amount of time on the dancefloor at Zaphods dancing my fool-ass off and swilling beer and tequila shots. It's a weekly ritual. And honestly, I wouldn't have it any other way. Joe, Fonzie, and I pretty much get to feel like we belong, and forget all about how much work and life shits on us all week. It's wonderful. And I've realised I'm not as bad a dancer as I used to think I was. Plus, that's where Joe and I met Karla and Lisa <3. Those girls are fantastic. I have to find a convenient time to FINALLY get Lisa to watch Ghostbusters, though.

I really need to find a new fucking job. Superstore pays the bills, but I'd really rather be paying them with money earned doing/selling something I actually enjoy. Time to print off some updated resumes and head out to American Apparel, The Comic Book Shoppe, HMV, CD Warehouse, Toys'r'Us, Chapters, and EB Games. Because apparently the things I like consist of nice clothes, comics, action figures, music, books, and video games. I'd say that's pretty well-rounded.

I'm going to see Queens Of The Stone Age with Fonzie, Alex, and Joe in May. I'm fucking STOKED. Mostly 'cause I have floor tickets.

I rather enjoy living in the basement. It gives me lots of space, and a quiet place where I can be alone and think that ISN'T right next to my mom and sister and the washroom. Haha. AND IT'S GOT A SINK AND AN AIR HOCKEY TABLE. FUCK YEAH.

Tokyo Hotel isn't a very good band. Seriously. Who listens to this crap?

Speaking of listening to things, three albums you should buy: Bring Me Your Love by City & Colour, because it's country-tinged acoustic rock with guest vocals by Gord Downie, the Thriller 25th Anniversary package, because it is Michael Jackson's best album, as well as probably one of the best albums EVER released, in my opinion (I mean, c'mon, a duet with PAUL FRICKIN' McCARTNEY!), and, even though it's been out for a few years, Jay Z's Black Album. I managed to get lucky and find it for $6 at my work, and I am very glad I did. It's definitey one of the top ten best rap albums of all time. If you get a chance, Listen to Confessions and Sleeping Sickness by City & Colour, the Kanye West Billie Jean remix, The Girl Is Mine (feat. Paul McCartney) and of course, Thriller, by Michael Jackson (if you haven't heard it, though if you haven't, you probably need to come back from Mars), and also Allure, Encore, Public Service Announcement, December 4th, and Lucifer by Jay Z. Seriously, these songs are the reason music exists.

I dunno what else to say at this point. I promise to start updating this thing more, 'cause hopefully I'll have a lot more to say in the coming weeks. Have a good week everyone, and Happy Easter to everyone who celebrates it (yeah, I'm a day late, fuck you.)

FanBoy, out. <3
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