Sneaky Ninja Rant

Let's Ketchup!

2008-05-02T09:15:00.002-04:00

Did you like the word play in the title? Get it "Ketchup" instead of "Catch up"? Haw Haw... ...Yeah I have nothing.

So anyway, it's been a while since I've posted anything. Really, I have no reason for not posting anything, except for the fact that I'm lazy. Anyway, it's a real slow morning at work, and since I shouldn't play WoW at work, I decided that I would blog instead. So I repeat: Let's Ketchup. LOL.

I've recently been going to a lot of "all you can eat" type restaurants. I think they're great. I always feel like I've somehow managed to cheat the restaurant. Take for example Korean BBQ; my friends and I go there and pay our $15, but we end up sitting and eating for the next 3 hours! Honestly there are times when I think we ate the quantity of an entire cow. Cheating all you can eat restaurants is great.

So onto another topic: tournaments. I went to one. I didn't do so well. But really that's expected and that's not the part I wanted to talk about. The story I wanted to share was how I was trying to make weight for a lower category. I was cabbage souping it, going to the gym; basically I was really trying. But alas, I failed (the story of my life). Good thing though, was the fact that Mr.Judo was there to coach me into losing the excess 1.1 kilos. He made me wear a t-shirt, underarmour, another t-shirt, a hoody sweater, and two judo gi tops and then he told me to run around these soccer goal posts. After that, he made me do these suicide sprints, and then he made me sit in my car with the heat turned up. Anyway within 45 minutes, I managed to weigh 99.9 kilos and make my weight category. And when all is said and done, we went to Korean BBQ. Anyway, even though I lost the tournament, the fact that I showed up to one made me "earn" my blue belt (even though in my opinion, I'm not all that deserving of it; but really who am I to say so? ha!)

Yeah, as previously mentioned, I've been WoWing it up. I should be doing other things, like making wedding invitations, or even drawing. But really who can resist WoW? I know I can't. I just don't have the will power. I'm kidding. I'm actually planning on doing invitations this weekend.

Random thought: How gross would it be to make Raccoon skin caps from the road kills on the side of the road? I've been seeing a lot of dead raccoons lately and I feel bad for them. I think they should be memorialized as caps.

Oh Highlight of the month: I got a rat tail! The hair style I mean.

anyway, that's it for now. I know, its not a very thought provoking blog entry, but really when has anything I've contributed ever been thought provoking? Weird, yes. Thought provoking, hardly ever and very much closer to no.

Aha!

Dollar Dollar Bills Y'all!

2008-04-08T08:50:00.003-04:00

I've been a very bad man. I've only been working 2 months, and instead of setting my priorities straight (i.e. save money, move out, etc. etc. etc.), I've been spending my hard earned money on frivolous, yet fun, things.

Within two whole days, I have managed to spend over $500, and to make matters worse, it's been only on two things. I bought a HTC 6800 (a cellphone -- which by the way I need to fully learn how to use) and a Wacom Intuos 3 drawing tablet (which I very much need, to get the portfolio going). So yeah, isn't that crazy? But hey my bills are paid, and I still have enough money for gas this month, so it should be all good right? Right!?!

Anyway, I think that is going to be all I splurge on. From now on, I will practice self control and I promise to be level headed and think before I spend!

...Yeah, you fuckers can stop rolling your eyes now. Haw!

Random Thoughts

2008-04-04T11:48:00.002-04:00

- I worked out with Mr.Judo and Mr.Sake. I haven't hurt this much since... well... never. Those two are beasts in the gym, them and their chin ups and 30 pound dumb-bells. Ouch! I'm hurting in places I never knew existed on me. But really I need to hurt. I don't think God will answer my prayers of over-the-night abs.

- I threw out a banana peel in my garbage. I can smell it. Smells kinda funky.

- I was speaking with Mariposa today about our past activities. And I fully said the words "back in our club days". She fully understood what I was saying. Now I know that I've been a member of it for years, but I guess I should send her the commemorative button of the old fogies club. Welcome to your senior years Mariposa.

- Can't wait for my book logo to be finished. Tall-Guy is doing it up, and if my blog banner is any indication as to what the logo could look like, I'm pretty sure that the book logo will be ridonkulous. Yay Tall-Guy!!

GeekyBack

2008-03-31T10:46:00.001-04:00

“ I’m bringing geeky back. (Unngh!)
Pass my puffer; I’m having an asthma attack (Unngh!)
Walking to my ride at the bicycle rack (Unngh!)
Toting around my book filled back-pack (Unngh!)”

Wow. Justin Timberlake would be so proud. I bet if he read this, he’d recruit me to be a writer for his protégés at his new label. NOT!

Okay in all seriousness, Tall-Guy mentions that I need to update my previous list of “Geek Categories”. I don’t know why, but he really does seem to have an affinity for that old entry. I think it’s funny that every time I seem to start blogging again, Tall-Guy always tells me to bring up the old entry and either repost or redo.

Well, seeing as how I don’t have much to write about today, I figured ‘Why the hell not?’ Anyway, for entertainment purposes, I’m not going to just ‘copy and paste’ the old entry onto this new blog. I’m actually going to make it better.

So here is the old entry in its new form.

Geek is described as:
1. An unfashionable or socially inept person
2. A person with an eccentric devotion or particular interest, or
3. A carnival performer who does wild or disgusting acts.

Okay so number 1 can apply to the type of geek I’m thinking of; a definite yes for number 2; but number 3, that is just plain creepy, and makes me wonder do carnivals even exist anymore? Aren’t they very un-P.C.? I mean you wouldn’t go and point and laugh at a bearded lady now would you; and think that it is a perfectly acceptable thing to do? That would be very wrong. Oh whom am I kidding? Yeah you would, and I’d be standing right there beside you… Laughing with you…Pointing with you...At my mom.

Oh wow. But I digress. So onward with the topic at hand: Geeks! Geeks, in my opinion, are those loveable (some of them anyway), quirky, funny, people that are so different from the average Joe that you can’t seem to keep yourself away from them. Now, I don’t know why, but geeks tend to be looked down upon by society. I think it’s primarily because of the fact that their difference and uniqueness are so left field that the normal folks can’t seem to handle the geek’s ferocious exclusivity. Oh well… Their loss. Now on with the show!

Alpha Geeks – In order to explain the type of geek the Alphas are; I shall use an example, i.e. my dad. If we look at him, it’s clear to see that he embodies what an Alpha Geek is. Appearance wise, my father is skinny, where’s glasses, short, wears a comb-over, and still rocks his outfits from the 80’s. Intellect wise, well really, let’s just say that he knows a lot. So if you can picture him in your head, it’s really no wonder how he ended up with a bearded lady. I jest.

But really being an Alpha is more than just how a geek looks. In a lot of ways, being an alpha is sort of like being a nerd, except with some weirdo quirk qualities. Again, my father is quite smart (nerd) but strictly obsessed with cleaning appliances, slot machines, and polishing his shoes (geek). Hence why he is an Alpha – a nerd with personality. Just like Cheese-Whiz!

Beta Geeks - Beta Geeks are the cuter, younger siblings of the Alphas.

Not literally.

Well maybe; especially if you have a sibling and they are distinctly Alphas, and you are the cuter and younger sibling. Haw! But really, I consider Betas to be just as smart as Alphas but more socially aware of society’s principles (So they look like normal people, take daily showers, etc. etc.).

A lot of the all-around-smart-guys can be found here. Like for example, my buddy Mr.Sake, he’s a very knowledgeable fellow, but at the same time, he’s kinda cool. Mr. Sake has an incredible talent of conversing with people, even with hot chicks. Where I am a stuttering fool, he’s very smooth and can carry on till the cows come home; only problem is he fully can’t (or won’t) take it to the next level because he (or so he says) doesn’t even know what he’s doing. It’s kind of like watching a rocket ship getting ready for blast off, with all the fire, smoke and vibrations in the air, and then it just stops. It leaves you wondering what the heck happened.

So yeah, Betas are Alphas, but with more social know-how (of sorts).

Jock Geek – Do you remember in high school during lunchtime when you can basically label what table belonged to what clique? I do. I distinctly remember my table, THE GEEK TABLE being situated right beside the special-ed students because no one else wanted to sit beside them. Oh the sweet memories…

So what was I getting at? Oh yes. I have another buddy, Tall-Paul, who could basically travel between the jock table and ours. Why? It’s because he is a Jock Geek-- an exceptionally intelligent (he’s an engineer now) person, who is athletically inclined (he played baseball, and golf). But don’t get me wrong, Jock Geeks do more than just play sports, they actually know the sport. It’s what separates the Meatheads from the Jock Geeks. Jock Geeks are basically the ones who read up on athlete stats, the sport section, and watch sport programs. They know the sports to a T. They’re almost as good as Wikipedia.

Art Geeks – So what’s the difference between Monet and Manet? What about chardonnay or pinot grigiot? Bachata and merengue? Oh, you don’t know? Damn! You need to get some culture in you – hang out with an Art Geek!

We’ve all come across these guys at some point in our lives, and the thing about it is, once you’ve seen one, you immediately know that they’re Art Geeks. Art Geeks, like cheese, come in a variety of flavours. From Drama Divas, to Couture Chefs, to Pencil/Paint Pushers to Musical Masters to Dancing Daredevils -- all these Art Geeks are impassioned about their chosen forms. And just like the Jock Geeks, they can practically name the masters of their chosen field.

The sad thing about this group is the fact that slowly but surely, they are going extinct. It seems that although not everyone can draw, sing or create; give them the computer and they become artists. So a note to remember: It takes raw talent to be an Art Geek; you don’t become one, but rather, you are born one.

Tech Geeks – When I say the word “Wow”, what comes to mind? Do you think of the expression for excitement or surprise? Or do you think of the world-dominating role-playing video game otherwise known as ‘World of Warcraft’? If it’s the latter, then it’s quite possible that you are a Tech Geek.

Tech Geeks, just as the name states, are into technology – all aspects of it. From computers to machines, software to hardware, Tech Geeks inhale and live by these things. The funny thing about these Tech Geeks is that they seem to congregate in certain places all the time. And we don’t even see it happening. Take for example, Best Buy. That place only hires Tech Geeks. And have you ever seen when Tech Geeks meet each other? It’s like someone threw a grenade into a room full of babies. The result is an utter mess that only the guilty parties involved would enjoy. I have a few friends who are very much Tech Geeks. When they get started on their usual talk of computers, I have to make sure that I am not in the vicinity. The talk first starts off slow and quiet, and then excitement takes over and the Tech Geeks are basically yelling at each other debating who has a better operating system, Mac or Microsoft? It’s basically a pissing contest. Except without the exposure of genitalia or the wetness involved with peeing. So it’s sort of a good thing. Sort of.

Hobby Geeks – Have you ever met a person who has a room in their house dedicated to scrap booking? (Yes. I said scrap booking.) No? Well I have. And they’re nuts! Not in a crazy I’m-gonna-rape-you-through-your-eye-socket-crazy, but rather they are so into their hobby, their whole entire life has been taking over by it. I was once a Hobby-Geek; I collected crazy amounts of comic books and I would haul them with me everywhere I’d go. I couldn’t leave them at home. I was like the parent and the comic books were my newly born babies. It was sad, at one point in my life, I decided that the comic books were far more important than the lives of my family. If there was a fire, the comic books would be saved and my parents left to burn. Anyway I eventually stopped collecting the books. They were getting more and more expensive and I couldn’t afford them anymore.

I was sad.

Movie Geeks – These geeks are sometimes called “cinephiles”, but I don’t really enjoy using that word since it sounds dirty and wrong. Basically these types of geeks are into theatre and film. (Don’t get them confused with the Drama Divas mentioned in the Art Geek section, because they are completely different – although Drama Divas, could as well have a small percentage of being a Movie Geek or vice-versa. Example: Quentin Tarantino). When I say Movie Geek, I’m referring to the Roger Eberts of this world. They’re not necessarily actors or directors but they are in the business of theatre and film and these people know their shit. They can recall on certain films and explain to you the symbolism of that one certain scene, how it reflected what is going on in the director’s mind or give you the back-story involved in the production of the film or play. I like talking to Movie Geeks, I think they’re full of random unimportant facts! And that’s the best kind!

Freaky Geeks - Hmm… I’m trying to find ways to describe this one without getting too vulgar and dirty. Unless of course you’re into that; then you should definitely give me a call. Especially if you’re a hot sexy librarian type chick, who is all mature and intelligent, but once the glasses comes off, you turn into a voracious, hungry and wild love making machine. Oooooh yeah. Definitely give me a call. (I’m a creeper!)

LOL. Freaky Geeks. “The name says it all”.

Anyway, that’s all I got for now. I’m sure that there’s a lot more out there, but this entry is kinda getting ridonculously long. Maybe I’ll continue it at another time.

So cheers for now!

Update: May 25 is Geek Day in Spain! They should definitely do that in Canada!

Update

2008-03-25T14:36:00.001-04:00

Like anyone cares, but I've posted up some drawings on my art blog sneakyfierce.blogspot.com

cheers.

More Random Thoughts

2008-03-25T08:51:00.002-04:00

I was listening to the radio today, and a topic about male and female roles in relationships was brought up. They mentioned how a recent study has concluded that relationships tend to last longer when the female is considered better looking than that of her male counterpart.

True or False?

Anyway, their discussions tend to lean towards the former; explaining how men who are "uglier" treat their "prettier" girlfriends better, due to the fact that they have to hold onto them for dear life. While on the other hand, "pretty boys" tend to love themselves a lot, and therefore do not show as much attention, nor affections to their "ugly" girlfriends.

Anyway, hearing their explanation was like hearing a divine revelation. It fully explained why me and Voldemort fully broke up.

It was because I was too damn pretty, and she couldn't handle all this goodness.

Wow. I am such a weirdo.

LOL.

Facebook thoughts

2008-03-24T15:54:00.002-04:00

So I was creeping around facebook today, looking at random people's profile pictures and began passing judgement on what kind of people they were in real life. I saw pictures of girls drinking and partying (Sluts); guys drinking and partying (Alcoholics); Old people (Mid-life crisis); Ugly baby pictures (Delusional new parents); etc. etc. So this got me thinking, I'm sure that I'm not the only one out there who "facebook-creeps", so if people were to come across my profile picture what would they think of me?

Currently, I have a picture of Homer Simpson. In the past I've had pictures of Spiderman and various images of ninjas. Does that scream "Immature Fanboy"? What about "Lonely-Fat-Dude-Who-Wants-To-Live-His-Life-As-A-Comic-Book-Super-Villain"? Wow. If I'm coming up with these things, then I'm pretty sure others are as well. Oh well, can't run from the truth now can we?

(Nope, you can't. But I'm sure if my web cartridges are full, I can swing away from it into the city nightscape).

Haw Haw Haw.

God, I'm gross.

Phew!

2008-03-20T13:00:00.004-04:00

Wow. Has it really been a week since I last posted? Time sure does fly! I guess that's what happens when you get old...

Speaking of getting old, (great segway no?), A few of us (okay not so few -- 16 to be exact), celebrated Chi's 26th birthday at Blurr Nightclub, and had an amazing time! $3 drinks all night? Yep I was plastered. In addition, it was good to know that albeit the ol' party crew doesn't go out as much anymore, when the occasion rises, we can still boogie down with the best of them. Of course, recuperation time seems to have increased. Ain't that right Mariposa? LOL. Anyway, thanks to the "Deeper Backsteps" for stepping up and joining the ol' party crew to celebrate. Chi had lots of fun!!

Here are a few pics:

I'm the Boss

2008-03-13T11:45:00.002-04:00

No, I did not get a promotion and yes, the title is a little misleading. But it was my intention to make it so, so there. Actually the idea of it was originally thought up by my friend Tall-Guy. The reason being is that I am currently in the midst of planning my sister's birthday party, and I was sharing with him the plans I have made up and also the stresses involved with it; particularly me becoming a major ass-hole towards everyone who will try and ruin the show. Of course, Tall-Guy replies that I am normally an ass-hole, except this time I have a reason to be. He adds that it takes a certain person to get things going and to make sure things are done. He finally concluded that I have the right type of personality to do so. Isn't Tall-Guy great? He insults me through a compliment. Anyway albeit planning lively events are tiresome and stressful, it does feel nice if and when things work out. I only wish I got paid for this shit.

My wishes... ...The quasi-normal ones.

2008-03-10T16:09:00.003-04:00

So today I’ve decided to compile a list of things I want. There’s no real point to this entry. It’s nowhere close to my birthday or anything. I’m just trying to kill time and basically want to create a list that I can print off in the future to make it easier for people to buy stuff for me should they feel inclined to do so (yeah right)...

…sometimes, it’s just nice to dream about things you’ll never be able to get. Anyway here is the list:

1.) The Art of Final Fantasy IX (see. www.amazon.com)
By: Dan Birlew
Publisher: BRADY GAMES; 1 edition (December 8, 2000)
- It’s a concept art book. A great motivator for me to pick up a pencil, as well, it’s a great resource book
2.) Cintiq 12XW (see www.wacom.com)
- Yeah I know I’m dreaming. But it would be so nice to have—then I can ink my own work digitally. HOW FUN!
3.) Samurai Armour (see www.japanese-armor.com)
- Okay I will take the “Last Samurai” Reproduction Armor…or the Black Okegawa Reproduction Armor. They only range around the $5000 mark.
4.) Ninja Outfit (see www.realninjacostumes.com)
- On the days when I don’t want to be a samurai. I will be a ninja. Best of both worlds I say. Oh and choose the deluxe package please.
5.) Bo Staff (www.karatedepot.com)
- Favourite Ninja Turtle? Donatello. Favourite Power Ranger? Blue. Why? Because they were geniuses AND they had bo-staffs.
6.) An Acura RSX (see your local Acura/Honda dealer)
- I don’t know why, but I think they’re fun to look at. It’s just I want to look from the inside.

Well that is about all that I want. Well, don’t get me wrong. I do like other things, but those other things seem to be more attainable than those of the ones I’ve listed, so really there’s no point in putting them on the wish list if I can easily just grab them for myself right?

Timmy Ho's

2008-03-07T14:53:00.002-05:00

I just came back from Tim Horton's, and I must say that I wreak. I don't know how being in there for five minutes can make me smell like day old brewed coffee. I mean, used to work for a Timmy's and I don't ever remember smelling this bad when I got home. I am never ever going back there again. Starting tomorrow. I did win a free donut. That "Roll up the Rim" is fantastic!

Divine Epiphany

2008-03-06T16:32:00.003-05:00

Today it came to me. Angels sang a little ditty in my ear. They were singing a song, a song of truth, a song strictly for me.

Let me share the message with you:

Peter, Peter, Young and Able,
Get your elbows off the table
Get on your feet,
And March to the beat,
Just Follow your Heart
To The World Of Art...

...and be happy.

So I think I will. But I'm gonna start tomorrow. Night. After Korean BBQ. Too bad angels didn't have a song for procrastination. I think it might've helped. Oh well...

100 Thoughts

2008-02-29T15:47:00.006-05:00

So I decided to re-read some of the old blogs that I used to visit. One of them in particular is my sister's old one (fuzzypicci.blogspot.com), and she had an entry where she chronicled her thoughts, listing them from one to one-hundred. So after reading it, I decided that I should do that same thing so I can show you just how dumb I am.

1. I can hear my boss talking.
2. I hope my typing doesn't bother him. He's on the phone.
3. I need a quieter keyboard. It makes way too much clackity-clack-clack noises.
4. I'm hungry
5. That's not unusual.
6. I hope I spelled that word properly.
7. I hate it when I reread and entry and find all these spelling mistakes.
8. I don't want people to think that I don't know how to spell.
9. Because I can. And I'm pretty good at it.
10. I just suck at typing.
11. I always press the wrong button.
12. I'm actually doing this to kill time.
13. I havn't done anything productive today.
14. I'm scared that they are going to fire me.
15. That would suck.
16. I like what they pay.
17. I don't want to be poor.
18. But I do like sleeping in.
19. I miss sleeping in.
20. I think we need to get a nap room.
21. Surprisingly, I didn't want to nap today.
22. I think it's because I overslept this morning.
23. Instead of waking up at six o'clock, I woke up at six-thirty.
24. I wish I could remember the rules about writing numbers.
25. Do you spell them out if it's less than a hundred?
26. I don't know. Oh well.
27. People are msning me.
28. Do I answer them?
29. I think I'll tell them "brb" and not.
30. Ha! I'm funny.
31. Oh goody, my boss is leaving early.
32. You know what? He always leaves early on Friday.
33. He's smart.
34. But I can't leave early.
35. I'm goign to Korean BBQ tonight.
36. Tonight is also Bobert's birthday.
37. He's turning 28.
38. Which means the whole gang is turning 28.
39. Which means I'M TURNING 28.
40. Which means that I'm getting old.
41. Which means that I will die soon.
42. I hope people cry when I die.
43. And I hope people will say good things about me.
44. Like I'm funny.
45. And that I was the best ninja ever.
46. I wish I could find a cure for this cough.
47. I think I've had it for the last 3 weeks.
48. Maybe it's a lung infection
49. I can feel the phlegm coating my throat and chest.
50. Kinda gross eh?
51. I think that that's what people will say about me.
52. That I'm gross.
53. They'll probably make up shit too.
54. Like I eat placenta or something.
55. I wonder what placenta tastes like.
56. I hear it's rich in nutrients.
57. Did you know animals eat their after-births?
58. I bet it tastes just like liver.
59. Well I eat liver.
60. It goes great with onions and soy sauce.
61. You think placentas goes great with onions and soysauce?
62. I wanna try a piece of it.
63. You think I order it at Loblaws?
64. I wonder what the people will think if I did?
65. God I'm so gross.
66. Yes it's decided, that's definitely what people will say about me.
67. "Peter was a good guy. A great artist, and one of the most DISGUSTING humans on this planet. NO. Seriously, he can carry on about eating placentas. WHO DOES THAT?"
68. I hope Dane Cook says it.
69. I don't know him.
70. And he doesn't know me.
71. But I think he can go on and rant about it, and make jokes.
72. Then people would laugh.
73. I should make friends with Dane Cook.
74. Then maybe he'll lend me money.
75. And help me pay for O.S.A.P.
76. I decided to create a new blog today.
77. One for my art.
78. Strictly for my art.
79. But I haven't started yet.
80. I will though.
81. It sucks being a procrastinator.
82. Well no, not really.
83. It keeps things exciting.
84. Oh yeah!
85. I wish life could be more exciting.
86. But it's not.
87. But it'd be cool if it were.
88. It'd be cool too if I was a billionnaire.
89. Then I'd go to school all the time.
90. And collect diplomas.
91. I'd hang them on my wall.
92. Next to my wall of weapons.
93. And then I'd stare at them.
94. And then smile.
95. And then sigh.
96. Wipe the tear off my face.
97. And then shake my head in disbelief.
98. About how awesome it is to be a billionnaire.
99. But I'm not.
100. That sucks.

I'm Back.

2008-02-27T16:02:00.002-05:00

It's been a while, in fact, it's been a real long while...

Let's catch up!

Firstly, I'd like to say that I have finally found "real" employment. I'm currently in my third week of being a "proposal and marketing assistant" within a security software company. I can't say a lot about the work though. I haven't really done much, plus everything is all hush hush. But what I can say is that it's a new position and so things are still being figured out. Anyway, the amount of work is slowly picking up, but hopefully things won't be too hectic. The only downfall about this job is that I no longer get to sleep in. There are times throughout the day when all I can think about is my bed. But this Friday is pay-day, so I'm hoping that once I see my bank account, it will keep me awake.

Secondly, I've lost 15 to 20 pounds. There was a judo tournament that I took part in a few weeks prior to me getting my job. It was my first tournament, and so I wanted to be ready for it. I was hitting the gym 5 days a week. I had a goal of dropping a weight category, needless to say, I missed my goal by 0.6 kilos and had to fight the big boys. I placed 4th. I wanted to cry. Albeit, I've sorta-quasi continued with my fitness regime (hitting the gym 3 times a week instead of 5), and I'm now sitting in -100 kilos (the weight category that I wanted to be in), thus, if another tournament were to come up and I decide to partake in it, I then wouldn't have to fight the big guys. Tee hee. I still look chunky though.

And finally, I've been sketching/drawing again. I'm taking advantage of the periods at work that are slow and boring, and utilizing that time to get some sketches done. I'm really going to hit up the comic conventions this year. I need to. It's time to really go for the dream.

So that's about it. Life is really busy at the moment. New things are happening and developing. So really, I can't complain... ...knowing me though, complaining is just one of the things I do best. :P

New Career Change?

2007-09-17T23:54:00.000-04:00

I have been looking for a full time job for a while now, and still my efforts have been fruitless. In fact, this lack of activity has made me somewhat forget some of the skills that I have learned in school. Honestly there are times when I struggle to work some of the simplest tasks on the most basic of computer applications. This situation has made me somewhat frazzled and frustrated.

Albeit, apart from my morning ritual of handing out resumes, I have been spending a good part of my time doing a lot of the housekeeping duties; and all of this has made me start to think that maybe I could forget everything that I have learned and devote my time into developing myself into a "househusband". When you think about it, being a "domestic engineer" is kind of simple. All one really needs is good time management. It's sorta like being an administrative assistant to your family.

I brought this topic up to Tall Guy and he completely agrees. We both agreed that there is nothing to it. It's just like going to work. You have your routine and set tasks you perform, but it's in the comfort of your own space, and you can do it on your own time. See? It's all good.

Only problem is, I sorta need a rich wife, who will be completely happy with her man staying home to do all the cleaning, cooking and raising of the kids... And that there could be harder to find than the Nine-to-Fiver.

Back to the resumes it is then.

The Room from Hell...

2007-09-16T15:23:00.000-04:00

Today I decided to clean my room...again. This activity has become a bi-monthly ordeal for me and I still don't understand why I always seem to find myself in this predicament every 2 weeks. Seriously I'm thinking that I should just throw everything out and begin a "zen" philosophy when it comes to my bedroom. Maybe less will become more. I should probably just have my bed, my desk and carpet in the room... and not use any of it.

Nah. I like my shit.

Although what I probably should get rid of is my younger brother. Sharing a room with someone who just dumps shit on the floor probably doesn't help the situation. But really I blame him. I do it too on occasion, and I guess the old saying "Monkey see, monkey do" applies. Meh. Okay well I've procrastinated enough... So I guess I should just hop to it then.\

I hate my life.

Peace.

Random Conversation: Reference List.

2007-09-12T13:07:00.000-04:00

So I was helping out Mr.Judo with his resume homework for school. He asked if he could use me as a contact for his reference list.

Now I don't know why but I suddenly went into a pretend conversation about what I would say should an employer call me up. Honestly, I am so dumb sometimes...

Me (M): Hello.

Employer (E): Yes, Hi. Is this Mr. Elas... Elas... Elasee...Elaseeegooo?

M: No. But it's close enough. How may I help you?

E: Oh I'm calling regards to a Mr. Judo? He put you down as one of his references.

M: Oh him... Let me tell you something about him. I HATE HIM. That man ruined my life.

E: Ruined your life?

M: Yeah, I hired him. And that man was too good. I dunno, he quickly got his shit together and became the star employee of the company. He made me look bad man, and I trained that fucker.

E: So he's a good worker?

M: No, not good. He was excellent. My wife left me for him. And the sad part about it was I couldn't even get upset about it. He was that good. Honestly, if he swung the other way, I think I would have left her for him. Yeah, Mr.Judo was that good.

E: Okay... well thank you for your time.

M: yeah no problem man....

So that was the conversation I had with myself. Of Course Mr.Judo was just looking at me shaking his head. Anyway, this made me start thinking that I should be on everyone's reference list. I think I would be the most awesomest reference contact EVER!!

Random Conversation: Christ's Cookies.

2007-09-12T12:44:00.000-04:00

Late Monday Night Mr.Judo and I decided to walk to McDonald's for some exercise (anyone see the irony in this?), and upon reaching the counter we were told (apologetically) that they did not have certain items (certain maintenance duties on some of their machines had to be performed). So Mr.Judo and I proceeded to order anyway and much to our delight one of the items that were "out of stock" were their french fries (weird huh?) So to "alleviate" our disappointment, we were given a bag of their cookies instead (haw haw! victory!!)

So there we were eating our order (he had a Chicken Ranch Salad, and I had a Filet-O-Fish) and as I engaged myself in the consumption of the cookies, I had a random idea...

ME (M): Yo, I think the church should give away these cookies instead of those stale hosts.

MR.JUDO (MJ): Huh?

M: No seriously think about it. The church wouldn't have any more problems regarding people's attendance and what not.

MJ: Okay...

M: And plus, there you are in line the priest would say "cookies of christ", to which you would reply "with milk please!" and then you'd take it and line up again for more.

MJ: You're fucked in the head dude... ...Can I have some?

M: Cookies of Christ.

MJ: With Milk Please.

So there you have it. Is that an awesome idea or what? I should definitely write a letter to the pope. I think he's think that this idea was pure genius, and that I'm surely going to hell with all of this mumbo-jumbo.

I'm Back... Yay.

2007-08-16T17:26:00.000-04:00

I haven't been writing for a while now. I have to say it's because I've been super lazy. Plus the fact that life as of now has been rather uneventful. Don't get me wrong, other people's lives have been exciting and since I know them, their life's excitement has somewhat been filtered onto mine and so my life seems busy, but really it's only by a default; and thus if I didn't know them then my life's suckiness would be more apparent. You dig? (Because it totally makes sense to me.)

So I guess I'll share to you what the filtered down excitement has been all about:

1.) Weddings.

a. My friend Cher-Bear is getting married this weekend. She's been preparing for it for a whole year now and has been all stressed out about it that she's been having really bad pooping problems as of late. Well, it'll be all over soon and she can finally start eating cheese again. Hee Hee. Anyhoo I'm really looking forward to the wedding because I feel that you just can't have too many weddings. Plus I think it's open bar. Haw haw.

b. My sister got engaged! (FINALLY). She's been moaning about it for the last 2 years and so now she can stop. (THANK THE LORD). Anyway, I've been recruited to create all of her "wedding stationery" (ie. invitations, reply cards, menus, place holders, etc.) I'm looking forward to it. I think it'll be fun. Plus, I've asked a couple of friends to help me out, which means that I get to boss people around. Haw haw. But honestly, I need to start saving up for this wedding, I sorta made promises about helping pay for her open bar.

2.) Conventions.

Recently I made the decision to pursue my childhood dream. I keep telling myself that I WILL become a comic book artist, and that since school is finally out of the way, I can finally go ahead and put forth all my energy into making this dream a reality. so that means that I will need to go to as many conventions as possible.

I recently went to the big one in Chicago. It was okay. The responses I received about my portfolio was alright. I didn't get any jobs, but I was told that I had potential, which by the way, I am very sick of hearing. So I'm using that to fuel my flames of wanting of sorts. The next big one will be in Toronto. I hear Marvel is recruiting worldwide. Maybe they can see past the "potential" and actually give me a book. And I swear to God, if that did happen, it will be better than an extremely intense wet dream. HAW HAW! But The Toronto Comicon is drawing close and so I really need to get into gear and show them that the real deal.

3.) Pocabumtas and Fellatio

I've recently made friends with these two chicks. I'll give them the names Pocabumtas and Fellatio. I'm sure when they hear that I'm writing about them in this way they'll make me change the names. But until then the names stick. Anyhoo-ha, they're pretty funny. They're sorta like the female versions of me and Mr.Judo. So really you can just imagine what the conversations are like: funny, intelligent and of course perverted.

So that's it for now. I was going to add a part her about the movies I've seen this summer, but I think that should be a different entry on it's own. I mean I have seen a lot.

So until next time, bye mofos.

I'm a bum... ...A professional bum.

2007-06-18T19:27:00.001-04:00

Oy.

I am in a post-graduate rut. I don't know if it's because the design industry is slow this season (I'm hoping), but I can't seem to find a place to hire me, much less give me an interview, and to make matters worse, the motivation I had in the beginning to find employment has been slowly dwindling to a nil. I have become bored with the whole process. And to top it off, my graduation is this Friday and we all know what kind of conversation will take place in that sort of event. Everyone will be wanting to know what I have been up to, to which I will simply respond, "I'm a bum". My life is sad.

Because of my current state, I have found ways to entertain myself. Apart from the usual activities of watching Rogers On Demand movies; laying out comic book pages; redoing the portfolio; finding recipes on the internet; or hanging out with friends playing World of Warcraft; I have been talking to my reflection in the mirror practicing interview responses. Now you might be thinking that it is a wise thing for me to do, to practice answers for interview questions, but the sad thing about it is the interviews I run through my head are not employment-seeking related. In fact, these interview scenarios involve me pretending to be a rock star and speaking with an rough English accent, and not even a Londoner accent, but rather an accent from Leeds. The silly thing about it is, I don't even know what a person from Leeds sounds like, but I always imagine it to be something between Shrek and Melanie Chisholm of the Spice Girls. In all seriousness though, I think I've come close to perfecting it. Tee Hee.

Oh yes. I have also found my new drug. Gone are the hours I used to spend on Facebook only to be replaced by the hours I now spend on World Of Warcraft. It really is quite debilitating to my beauty sleep. It's like getting over cocaine and then finding Crystal meth. I think I need to find a support group for people with addictive personalities.

Anyhoo-ha, if you are reading this (all 2 of you) and you might have some idea as to where I can look for a "real"job, help out this wannabe-rockstar-from-Leeds. :P

I may be old...

2007-06-10T14:47:00.000-04:00

This past Friday I was supposed to go to Toronto for a little get together with a couple of friends of mine. Now, seeing as how the weather turned for the worse, the party host decided to cancel the little shindig and call it a night. Since I had already gotten ready, I felt that it was a waste of time to just stay in. So my friend from work "Donkey" and I decided to just stay local and party here instead. We decided to go to this old club called "Lava". Needless to say it was the worst decision in my life. Firstly, they didn't even ask for my I.D. Which means I'm starting to look my age. Secondly, upon entering you can immediately tell as to why they didn't ask for my I.D. Everyone in the place was basically 8 years younger than me. It made me sad. Anyway, we decided to make the most of it and just do what we usually do: watch and make fun of people. Donkey and I watched the little youngins dance, needless to say, they purely could not. This made me happy.

So the moral of the story is: These hips may be old, but these hips don't lie. I can still outdance all you little fuckers out there... ...just remind me to bring my oxygen tank and wheelchair.

Tall Guy is the bomb.

2007-05-24T14:33:00.001-04:00

Tall guy gave me the new banner. I think it's beautiful and dangerous. Thanks Tall Guy!!

Staying Home.

2007-05-23T23:16:00.000-04:00

For a long while now I have been blogging about how I am going to Japan. Well, things have changed. I wasn't really thinking about how it would affect me, rather I was thinking about what a great adventure it would've been. The truth is, as much as an experience it was going to be, the trip wouldn't really serve me any purpose; in fact, it would only prolong the inevitable: me getting my life together.

Japan would have been an awesome experience. I would have been able to see and do things that I have been fantasizing about since I first watched Ranma 1/2 oh so many years ago. And don't get me wrong, I would've certainly gone through with this plan if it were to have come up two, three years ago, when I was younger, when the pressure of moving on in life wasn't so strong. I'm turning twenty-seven this year. If I were to go for Japan, I would be coming back just shy of twenty-eight, and then what? Start life then? Move back into my parents house after living on my own in a foreign land for a year? Go through the arduous task of finding a job then? I can't do that, I can't wait that long. Besides, Japan will always be there.

Korean Food and Karaoke

2007-05-15T15:00:00.000-04:00

Mr.Judo celebrated his 23rd birthday over the past weekend. He took a different approach from the usual routine of pre-drinking and clubbing; we instead went and had Korean BBQ and then sang some karaoke. It was a pretty fun night, albeit there were are a few things that would definitely need to change if there will be another karaoke outing.

- Firstly, Mr. Judo's little brother, Male-Model, is no-longer allowed to hog the microphone. Everyone knows that he likes the attention, but in all honestly the attention he's bringing onto himself is not a nice one. Plus he's loud enough as it is, so it is not necessary to have an instument of vocal amplification anywhere close to his mouth.

- Secondly, If you say that you will sing the song, then sing the friggin song. I really hated the fact that people there were saying how they would sing a song and when handed the mic they immediately chicken out. It was a waste of time and honestly you just end up looking like a ginormous wiener.

- Lastly, I need to drink. I'm kind of getting sick of the whole Designated Driver thing. I think I've pulled enough DD shifts that someone else should definitely step up to the plate and say: Yeah I'll be sober tonight, I'll be DD. Which also leads to another thought. Why would you go to a party without a plan as to how you're going home? It's rude to have to rely on other people to drive your ass. Because of you and your stupidity I had to stay sober and drive the extra car home. I hate you. (Yes, I'm bitter about staying sober that night.)

Anyway, I still (sorta) had fun. Real happy that they managed to pull our some R&B songs by the end of it. I was at least able to get my Whitney on. 8S

Lyrical genius (NOT!)

2007-05-11T14:43:00.000-04:00

As I walked to my office from the subway station, Fergie's song "Fergalicious" was playing on my mp3 player. While I was listening to it, I suddenly had the urge to redo the song. So today instead of just facebooking my face off, I reworked the lyrics.
So now I present my version:

Peterlicious
(sung/rapped in the tune of Fergie's "Fergalicious")

Four, tres, two , uno

[Intro]
Listen up y'all, cause this is it
The beat that I'm banging is delicious

[Verse One]
Peterlicious definitely wanna eat some tacos,
Hold the cheese please, cuz this boy is crazy 'llergic to the lactose.
Add some lettuce, and some hot sauce,
Some green peppers and some spices,
Pile on the beef or some chicken
Cuz that's the way he eats 'em.

[Hook One]
Peterlicious (So delicious)
Dun make food that be tasteless
And if you think that's ficticious,
Then come and taste my dishes
Filled with goodness (mmmwahhh)
I "Yan Can Cook" on wok wok
I be preparing up the duck; recipe from Bangkok

[Chorus]
So delicious (it's hot hot)
So nutritious (I "Yan Can Cook' with wok wok)
So delicious (They wanna taste what I got)
Peterlicious (t-t-t-t-t-tasty tasty)

[Verse 2]
Peterlicious def-
Peterlicious def-
Peterlicious def- ("def" is echoing)
Peterlicious definitely knows how t'cook a turkey
Bird never needs no gravy
Cooked just right; so moist and tasty
I'm the P to the E, T, E, the R, space E
Iron chefs bow down on knees, cuz they know they can't best me

[Hook 2]
I'm Peterlicious (so delicious)
My appetite is vicious
I be up late in the kitchen, making up a tasty sandwich
Weight's my witness (ooooh weee)
I "Yan Can Cook" on wok wok
I be preparing up the duck; recipe from Bangkok (four, tres, two, uno)

[Chorus]
So delicious (it's hot hot)
So nutritious (I "Yan Can Cook' with wok wok)
So delicious (They wanna taste what I got)
Peterlicious (hold, hold, hold, hold, hold up, check it out)

Baby, baby, baby
If you're really hungry
Visit in my kitchen
Maybe then you'll get a taste
I'll be bakey, bakey
Some great cakey cakey
They're so sweet and tasty
It'll make you crazy

T to the A, to the S, T, E, Y, I can't spell tasty
T to the A, to the S, T, E, Y, I can't spell tasty
D to the E, to the L I C I O U S, to the D, to the E, to the, to the, to the, Cook it Petey

[Rap]
When the people come around,
Wantin' to chow down,
Their ill manners make me frown,
As they drool on my (uuhh)

And I just wanna say it now,
Chew like a man; not a cow,
You're in the presence of greatness; not a sow,
Or you're eating with be disallowed

And I don't wanna come off demanding,
But my food's madly astounding,
They're masterpieces that need respecting
But I try to understand,
That y'all are mad hungry and,
The food is so--

[Hook 3]
Peterlicious (So delicious)
Dun make food that be tasteless
And if you think that's ficticious,
Then come and taste my dishes
Filled with goodness (mmmwahhh)
I "Yan Can Cook" on wok wok
I be preparing up the duck; recipe from Bangkok

Four, tres, two, uno
My appetite is vicious
I be up late in the kitchen, making up a tasty sandwich
Weight's my witness (ooooh weee)
I "Yan Can Cook" on wok wok
I be preparing up the duck; recipe from Bangkok (four, tres, two, uno)

[Chorus]
So delicious (aye aye aye aye)
So delicious (aye aye aye aye)
So delicious (aye aye aye aye)
Peterlicious, t-t-t-t-t-tasty, tasty
o delicious (aye aye aye aye)
So delicious (aye aye aye aye)
So delicious (aye aye aye aye)
Peterlicious, t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t (aye aye aye aye)

T to the A, to the S, T, E, Y, I can't spell tasty
T to the A, to the S, T, E, Y, I can't spell tasty
T to the A, to the S, T, E, Y, I can't spell tasty
T to the A, to the, to the (four, tres, two, uno)
D to the E, to the L I C I O U S, to the D, to the E, to the, L I C I O U S, to the
D to the E, to the L I C I O U S, to the D, to the E, to the, to the, to the, to the, to the...

Defeated. (A venting rant)

2007-05-09T09:26:00.000-04:00

Today I feel defeated. Why does life have to throw you a huge amount of curve balls and screw balls, especially when you're not a very good baseball player? Is it for practice? Because honestly, I never signed up to join any team. So life can just take all them balls and shove it up his kiester... ...And you can digest that any way you want.

Last night my car died. To make matters worse, it happened during rush hour traffic. This wouldn't normally stress me out too much. Cars can be repaired, and at least I got to sit and watch people, which is one of my favourite things to do. But out of all the times it had to happen, It had to happen when I am busy planning and (more importantly), budgeting for my trip to Japan. The funny thing about all of this is when I speak to my dad about it, he immediately turns it into a situation about life's lessons with his pompous "Take heed my son, for this will surely happen again. It is a good lesson to learn from." Yeah? Go fug yourself. If only he can tell that to my leech-like cousins. But that's another issue that I'm not at liberty to talk about.

To be honest, I should've known that this would happen. Something always usually goes awry around this time of year for me. Last year it was the car's radiator and waterpump that had to be replaced. Which I happily paid for since I really had no plans with my money, unless of course you count squandering off mad loot on shoes as an important tactical agenda. Now, this got me thinking that if my life always turned not-so-good around this time of year, what's going to happen to me in Japan? (If I ever make it). Well, whatever the case might be, I need to be ready for it. FINANCIALLY ready for it. So who's working over time? Me.

....on a side note. Happy Birthday Mr.Judo. I hope Life doesn't hate you... ...like it hates me. And to the person who ever said "When life gives you lemons, make lemonade", I would just like to say that I hope you get diarrhea for a good month, you asshole. Yes, I'm very bitter.

Disturbia is disturbingly delightful and creepy.

2007-04-30T09:10:00.000-04:00

Chi-Chai, Mr.Judo, E-rock, and I went to watch the movie "Disturbia" last night. It's been out for a while but we didn't bother jumping on the bandwagon thinking it was going to be another teen slasher type movie. Needless to say, it was actually a pretty entertaining watch, and that it was quite thought provoking.

Unlike other horror/thriller movies that involve menacing creatures or scary monsters, the antagonist in the movie can be pretty realistic. The fact that he is a deranged psychopath, with a taste for killing young women can in fact happen in real life and that is what makes the movie scary. It makes you think. Anyway, upon reaching home my paranoid self made sure to do a "neighbour check": so all of my neighbours are familial units; none of them are creepy old men who mows his lawn twice a day and likes to pick up younger women at the hottest clubs? No? So I'm good.

Anyway, the movie was really creepy and there were times when I had to cover my eyes. Yes, I'm a guy, and I know covering my eyes and cowering in my seat is the least manly thing to do while in the theatre (actually, it isn't the unmanliest thing, because I've done the unmanliest thing and it involves the movie "The Notebook", and me tearing up a little), but as I was hiding in fear, I looked at my posse and I wasn't the only one shaking in his seat. E-rock kept tapping me and whispering "I'm gonna cry" and on the other end was Mr.Judo doing some hand twitching, X-movement a'la Family Feud while whispering "Oh geez" to my sister... ...And then of course there was my sister, scoffing at the whole entire idea saying things under her breath like "Oh, that is so unbelievable". She made sure to have a good giggle at the expense of our manly prides at the end of the movie. Bitch.

Can't wait for the movie "28 weeks later". It's a zombie movie... ...and zombies aren't real right?

"By The Power of Greyskull"

2007-04-25T10:57:00.000-04:00

After judo class last night, the boys (Mr.Judo, E-rock, and Male-Model) and I went to watch a funny little import movie called "Hot Fuzz". It was brought to us by the makers of "Shaun of the Dead", which can only make us hope that Hot Fuzz would be just as good--and it was. It's not as gory as SOTD, but it still had a good violence quotient, so anyone who might be wanting that SOTD flair of guts and gore, they won't be left disappointed. However, Hot Fuzz did increase the action factor (anyone who has seen the movie will know that the best action scene involves an old lady's face... haw haw). The comedy is still very British: subtle, dry and witty; which is quite refreshing from the "American" style comedies I've seen lately: full of sight gags and sexual innuendos (which is still good, but just different). So overall, I really enjoyed and appreciated the film. Movies like that make me want to write one. I dunno, maybe I'll start one if I get bored.

Skanks Congregate at ACC

2007-04-24T09:04:00.000-04:00

I saw the Christina Aguilera/Pussy Cat Dolls Concert last night. Needless to say, it was a quite entertaining. Them bitches sure know how to bust a move, in stiletto heels too--which only shows just how strong their calves must be. They probably have great stablelizer muscles in their legs. Also, it explains why they're so fit and skinny, doing an hour set singing and dancing probably keeps the fat off of them. I once saw a show where singers would sing while running on a treadmill to learn how to breathe properly while performing. It looked like a good cardio workout. Maybe I'll try it. Then again, maybe not. :S

Apart from their dance skills, the singers were very good. Christina was great, no wonder she got all those sweet grammys. The PCD lead singer, Nicole, was pretty good too. She has the whole husky-low smooth Jessica Rabbit thing goign on with her voice. It was sexy. They were all sexy! The whole experience made me think of all the cases where you go to the concert, hoping to hear a great 'live' rendition of the song; only to be disppointed because the singers sucked. (example: that holla back bitch from that band... you know who I'm talking about)... ...well that was not the case with PCD or Christina. So overall it was a good concert. I think I would have liked it better, if I actually knew their songs by heart. I once went to a Boyz II Men concert, and even though their stage set up was very plain, I knew all their songs and so it made the experience that much sweeter.

As entertaining as the performers were, I had to also do what I do best: people watch! I don't know if its all the rage to dress like a ho when you go to a concert (seeing as how most concerts I've been to are 19+ crowd, no one really dresses like a hooker), but the bitches in this joint were popping cleavage and ass cracks like it was going out of style! I'm not really one to complain, but most of these girls were just that, girls. Which led me to think of another question: since when was it a norm to have 15 - 16 year olds to be bustin' out c or d cups? Is the government adding some boob growing solution into our water supply? Because honestly, if the government has some mission in making our young women into mini-Pamela Andersons, then they're really doing their job! But I digress... Anyhoo, back to the topic at hand. So is it a norm to be dressed scantily at a concert? I'm thinking back to the old music videos of Guns 'N Roses, and I'm starting to think: Yes it is the norm. But then I think about where they are and who are around these ladies. In a Guns 'N Roses concert, a good majority of the audience would be of the male population, so if a lady were to wear something enticing, it would be understandable. Now, at a Christina Aguilera/PCD concert, I believe that their target audience would be teenage girls. So really dressing the way they did is a bit confusing. This of course led me to another thought: these young girls are emulating the singers. I looked at the singers and I looked at the girls. The little girls looked just like the singers, except smaller in height, well some of them, I dunno. So yeah it all started making sense to me. It also reminded me of the whole Spice Girl movement in the late 1990's. If you don't know who they are, they were like the PCD's of my era. Anyway, all the girls back then were purchasing shoes that were 15 feet tall (not litterally), that was the schtick the Spice Girls were doing. Tall shoes. Eventually though, they moved on and instead of looking like live cartoon characters, they actually started looking like women. So until the PCD can move on from looking like hookers to looking like like high-class escorts, I'm gonna avoid applying to be a substitute teacher. Yes, I'm wrong on so many levels. (Relax, I was just joking... ...Geez)

Hmmm... Don' cha?

2007-04-23T09:39:00.000-04:00

Christina Aguilera and The Pussy Cat Dolls are going to be playing the Air Canada Centre tonight. I don't really know if I should be excited. I mean, I am -- because, well look at them... ... And not -- because I don't really know much of their songs except for the ones played on the radio. I'm hoping they do some pretty awesome dancing though. I'll make up my mind and post what I think tomorrow.

Not to be outdone...Thank the Lord for talented friends.

2007-04-20T09:46:00.000-04:00

If you didn't know, my sister and I are planning on taking a year long trip to Japan. Anyway, in all this excitement, my sister and I have been getting our "blogging" on, in preparation for the trip. She has created this new blog www.joanne-in-japan.blogspot.com where she has found herself an awesome banner. The cartoon on it even looks like her! Needless to say, her discovery has made me a little envious since the banner for my blog consists of the basic template banner featured in the blogger site. I have devised a plan to somewhat appease my need to have an awesome-looking blog: Talk to Tall-Guy, and have him do everything for you. Pretty neat plan eh? You see, Tall-Guy, like myself is a graphic designer; but unlike me, he's more web savvy. So I approached tall guy with my idea and he's really excited to do it. He's been keeping me abreast of the progress and I'm really excited to get the banner on my site. So Stay tuned. (BTW, it's animated!! Huzza!)

Subway Funnies

2007-04-18T10:28:00.000-04:00

Taking the subway to work, one has to become adept in finding ways to entertain one's self. For me, this would come in 2 forms. The first would be to listen to my mp3 player whilst daydreaming dance moves and the other would be to people watch. Today, I had forgotten my mp3 player at home; thus I had to rely on the latter to amuse myself while on my 12 stop ride.

So on my way to work I managed to grab a seat in front of these two people. They were seated in a three seater bench; each taking an end seat, hence leaving the middle seat empty. This carried on for a good two stops, each minding thier own business, blah blah blah. Nothing eventful happened until the third stop when a "well endowed" lady (and when I say 'well endowed", I'm really trying to say "big and fat"), decided to join them and take the seat available. Seeing this, both seated passengers' eyes widened and each took a deep breath. I thought their reactions were hilarious. Each of them readying themselves for the imminent squashing that they would have to endure. To make matters worse, the endowed lady decides to dig her elbows behind the afore-seated's arms resulting in the previous two to be somewhat turned over to their sides, all the while being squished inbetween the handrails. It was a pretty funny sight.

Anyway, after seeing all this, I decided that my remaining trips on the subway would be with me either standing or sitting in two seater... ...listening to my mp3 player.

I am so bored.

2007-04-16T13:54:00.000-04:00

What do you do when you've visited every single work-appropriate site you know on the internet? What do you do when the office work load is so small that you've managed to do everything there was for you to do in the first 20 minutes of work? What do you do when you forget your aforementioned sketchbook at home? You blog. About what? Nothing.

I am so bored right now, all I can think about is having the time speed up 2 hours so i can go home and fold my laundry. Pathetic eh?

Addicted

2007-04-13T14:37:00.000-04:00

A friend of mine (who I shall name as "Tall Guy"), has recently deleted himself from the world of Facebook. When asked as to why he decidely done so, he replied that he was basically getting too addicted and it was becoming a hindrance to his life; hence, he "took the bulls by the horns" and rid himself of this "evil" pleasure.

I look at his decision and wonder if I too should follow in his steps. I look at what I have accomplished and really I haven't done much. I bring in "personal" projects to do at work on my downtime, and yet upon starting them, I find that they are usually pushed to the side, only to be replaced by Facebook. It can't be helped though. Facebook is a fun site, and I am admittedly addicted to it.

I have however taken small steps to wean myself off of the site (but not completely). Firstly, I am now blogging again, which means that I have other things to do while on the internet, and I have begun drawing again, which means that I can revamp the book sooner than later.

Anyway, there really isn't much point to this entry. I'm just really excited to be holding pencil and sketching again. YAY!

I need to go shopping.

2007-04-12T15:05:00.000-04:00

I was going through a GQ magazine that I recently bought and came to the realization that my wardrobe is somewhat dated. So I decided that prior to my trip to Japan, I shall go on a shopping spree and purchase items that I feel are needed for my trip, in addition to items that I don't necessarily need, but rather want -- it is a shopping spree after all.

Now with that thought, another popped in my head: Just how would I accomplish this? A joyful shopping experience would mean that I would need a hefty budget, and even though I have managed to somewhat dull my load of debts, I am still just a tad over "getting by". So where will I get this needed money?

I have come up with a few schemes:

I can go door to door and say I'm collecting for some charitable organization; but that's been done before and really, the people who have decided to pursue that path never really get the chance to reap their collected money and they all end up in jail. So that is definitely out of the question.

I can "donate". It would be different. I don't know anyone who has ever donated. I hear that you get to watch porn and such. I'm not sure if they do a medical check. Which I would fail, plus the thought of "enjoying myself" in a strange room where other men "enjoyed themselves" is not all that exciting. Thoughts like "what if they missed their cup?"; "I hope I'm not sitting in some" and "This seat is especially warm, how long ago was the last guy in here?" enter my mind, and who can concentrate with thoughts like that? So much for that idea... Okay I'll make it Plan B.

I distinctly remember my dad having a friend who owns a hotdog stand. Maybe I can ask the guy if he'll take me on for the summer. I hear those guys make a killing in a day, $1500-$2000. And all of that from a $2.50 hotdog. I don't see much of a problem with this except for the heat (especially in the summer); that or smelling like boiled meat. But really the benefits are endless. Just imagine if i can get $100 bucks a day? it would definitely be enough for a shopping spree AND tickets to japan.
So I'll definitely talk to the hotdog guy tomorrow. Maybe I can score free hotdogs too!! Hee Hee.

I can also look for a seasonal job. Trouble is, my co-op finishes at mid-May and seasonals usually start at the end of April, so the jobs may be slim pickings. And GOD knows I don't do shovelling of anything. Unless it's money... or chicken...fried chicken into buckets... and then I get to take them home and eat them... As I count my money. I guess I can check out the classifieds if the hotdog idea doesn't work out.

So that's all the scheming I can think of. Kinda sad that the first idea I have is illegal. It would be sooo easy. LOL. But nevertheless, I'm going shopping!! Oh yeah, if anyone has any ideas or job hookups, tell me!!

Thoughts and Preparation

2007-04-11T12:55:00.000-04:00

Today I hand in my "Pre-employment" papers for the teaching job in Japan. I must say that the entire process has been both excrutiatingly painful and at the same time quite exciting. I have been having a difficult time looking for an insurance company that will cover my stay in Japan. The insurance package that came along with my pre-employment papers will not cover any of my current medical needs. Likewise, outside sources won't cover me unless I have a waiting time of two years (which is practically pointless because by that time I would have been back in Canada for a year). Albeit, I persevered, and have come up with a possible insurance company. So cross your fingers...

I was just talking with a co-worker who had done the whole "English teacher in Japan" thing and thankfully, through her reminiscing, I have become somewhat optimistic about the whole trip. Plus I figured that this would be a good way to practice any other future travelling I may choose to embark on...

So yeah, I can't wait to go and have some Okinomiyaki! Whoopeee!

Funny comic from a friend.

2007-04-09T12:09:00.000-04:00

A friend of mine commented on one of my earlier post. He left me a comic that my post reminded him of. I looked at it and thought it was pretty funny.

Note: I'm not trying to make a statement or anything, but I just thought I'd share this because it was smart and funny. If you liked it, you can find more of it from this site: http://xkcd.com

Thoughts of the Day

2007-04-09T11:24:00.000-04:00

I am disgusting.
I went to the mall this weekend to get my passport pictures taken. Upon receiving them, I quickly took a look and concluded that I'm disgusting. I have become a slob. A double chin, non-hair combing slob. I'm gonna get retakes and I'm gonna comb my hair. Normally, I don't mind having pics of myself being posted, even pictures that are obscenely gross, but with these passport pictures I've hit a new low. Never in my life are they going to see the light of day.

Easter is not "happy time".
I like Easter. I like the white people food that accompanies the whole holiday. I don't like the fact that I'm lactose intolerant and the holiday is ridden with chocolate, and that I'm an chocolate addict. My poop has the consistency of a McFlurry, plus my stomach hurts.

I like apples.
I'm currently eating an apple. I like them; hence, I like apples.

Insurance Information are confusing.
I'm also in the process of filling out my papers for this job in Japan. The insurance section is killing my brain. I'm thinking that Insurance people have got to be just as smart as NASA engineers in order to perform their jobs well. I wish I could tell them about my lifestyle and then they can tell me which one would best suit me. I think it would be a lot better than having to choose which "package" is best for me. Just imagine the conversation:

Me: Hi, I'm looking for an out of the country health insurance.
Them: Okay, tell us about you.
Me; I'm on meds. I have no dependants. I'm fresh off the boat from college.
Them: You need package A
Me: How much?
Them: 70 bucks a month.
Me: Sold.

versus

Me: Hi, I'm looking for an out of the country health insurance.
Them: Out of the country?
Me: Yes.
Them: We'll send you a package.
Me: I hate you.

Dude, that is soooo gross.

2007-04-03T08:41:00.000-04:00

As I was on the subway this morning on the way to my co-op placement, I happened to notice this dude sleeping in front of me. As I glanced in his direction, the dude feeling that he had a possible tingle in his nose, took a kleenex from his pocket and covered his face, upon which, he then sneezed. Now this is a normal occurence, in fact, I found it to be quite polite since he actually covered his mouth. But what happened next was totally the opposite of what I had originally thought. After sneezing, the man pulled the tissue away and looked at what he had managed to catch in his kleenex. It wasn't just a glance. He was actually staring into it, like it was talking to him. Now, I understand that there are people who look at it afterwards, just to make sure that things are okay (?), but this man was actually mezmerized by his discovery, he probably was looking at it for a good thirty seconds. Yeah, I know thirty seconds is nothing, but for looking at a booger? Go ahead and count out thirty seconds, that's a long time to be looking at snot. Needless to say, I made a face and proceeded to get of the train (thankfully) as it was now at my stop.

Now an added thought: I am starting to think that I may have a problem. Who continues to look at people as they finish sneezing and see what they do afterwards? I do. I know I need to stop and just mind my own business, but I can't. Oh, there is definitely a problem.

Thoughts Of The Day.

2007-04-02T10:48:00.000-04:00

So I'm sitting here at my desk (in my co-op placement) and really all I've done today is well... ...sit at my desk. So as I was sitting, random thoughts enter my brain, and since I really have nothing to do, I think I'd share them. So here they are:

Crossword puzzles are great.
I've recently started taking on this activity and I must say it's quite fantastic. I used to watch my dad and sister tag-team crosswords and never really knew/understood what all the hoopla is about. Now, thanks to finding new ways of avoiding boredom, I am greatly blessed with this new found discovery. I think that crosswords are a great way to fend off the 'itis after lunch. Instead of getting sleepy, doing the crossword is a great way to keep awake so your co-op boss won't discover that you had fallen asleep at your desk (again!)...

People should "model walk" more often.
Since my desk is right beside the main walking pathway on the department floor, I hear and see people walking all the time. I have basically grouped the people on the floor into 2 groups. First there are the "swishers" and secondly there are the "stompers". The swishers, are the type who tend to scuff their feet along the floor before they take their step.I've noticed that they tend to take smaller, quieter steps as well. My boss is a "swisher". That is probably why I couldn't hear him; hence his discovery in "Crossword puzzles are great". As for the second group, the stompers are the type of people who walk with an agenda. You can literally feel the ground shake as they take each step. Surprisingly enough, the majority of the stompers on my floor are petite women... ...in stilletto heels. I don't know if its because they want attention or if their shoes are way too heavy, but they can really cause quite the clammer. I've watched them a couple of times, and these girls walk like midget fashion models. In a way, it's quite sexy.

Awkward silences are quite funny.
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... pretty funny eh?

okay that's all I had really thought about today. So if you are reading this, try doing a crossword, and some model walking. They can be the highlight of your day!

I have become spineless.

2007-03-30T14:54:00.000-04:00

I don't know what happened to me. There was once a time when I didn't take anything from anyone. I stood up for myself, I said what was on my mind regardless of whether I was right or wrong. I always made sure to be the person to get the last statement, the last sentence, the last word. I had a spine. But last night, it dawned on me: the spine disappeared, I was no longer brave enough to get into people's faces. I've learned to bite my tongue a little too well. It was sad.

Last night was the annual Design Exchange Show for my course. It's basically an art show for the 3rd year students held in the fru-fru Design Exchange Art Gallery in Toronto. I really had no reason to be over there, seeing as how I didn't hand in any projects to be displayed, but I was just curious to see the other students. So myself, E-rock and Judo went. We spent a good hour at the exhibit, chatting up with people, looking at the artwork, blah blah blah. At this point the three of us were getting pretty hungry, so we made the unanimous decision to go for Korean BBQ.

We walk the couple of blocks and get to the restaurant. We get seated and everything is going the way it should be until this duo walks in and gets seated right beside our table. Upon seating, the female of the two immediately starts to make comments about the food. Yeah, there's raw meat involved (it is All-You-Can-Eat-Korean BBQ which means we get served raw meat and cook it ourselves), and so it can be understandable if she is not comfortable with it. So a couple of minutes pass and she tells her server that she is not eating and that her partner should be the only one billed. So after being told the server proceeds to take her place settings and notify her that sharing is not allowed, so that the restaurant won't be cheated out of business. Understanding this, she agrees and the server leaves. Not even a few minutes have passed, when the female begins to eat off her partner's plate, and then gets caught! The server immediately tells her that there is no sharing allowed, to which the female begins to argue that there is no difference since her partner is paying for the food. How she missed the concept of paying=eating, and not paying=not eating is beyond me. Anyway, the server leaves and the female begins to rant about how the server is a "bitch". So I begin to get agitated and tell E-rock how annoyed I was. E-rock tells me to not
over-react and so I continue on with my dinner. Half way through their meal, I overhear the female telling her friend that "she hates foreigners" and that "they need to learn to speak English", which was clearly directed towards the server. Her friend notices that I overhear and tells her to shut up and within five minutes they get up, pay the bill and leave. E-rock notices my change in mood and asks what the matter was. I proceed to tell him what the female had said and told him what I had wanted to do/say to her. To which he replied "Why didn't you? She was clearly wrong, and you should have said something."

So the rest of the night, I kept on thinking about the whole situation. Not necessarily about the rudeness of the girl, but rather my lack of motivation to do anything about it. So I've decided that I need to get my spine back. Not like the way it was back in the day, but rather a more refined version. I'll still swear a hell lot, but it's going to be done for the right purpose, rather than just for the heck of it.

Call me "Peter San"

2007-03-29T14:32:00.000-04:00

So it's been a while since I last posted anything. As a matter of fact, I think it's been almost a good year. A lot has happened while I was gone and as to why I haven't posted anything; it's basically due to my own laziness. But things have changed, and I have a new motivation to get my shit together: I'm going to Japan.

Yes, come the end of August, I will bid "Aurevoir" to Canada and say "Ohio/Konichiwa/Gonbanwa" to Japan (depending of course on what time of the day I arrive). I will make Japan my home for a year, and I can't wait for it to happen. So all in all, I need to get my blogging brain in order. This is going to be the main source of information for my family and friends, to tell them what been going on and what kind of f'ed up shit I'm getting myself into. On second thought, I think I'll only let my friends see this. I'll just email the family. The less they know the better. Hee hee.