Reverb

who’s that being all touchy feely?

so my blabber mouth and endless curiosity for discovering new things and quickly pointing out flaws has me now apointed to a pseudo-new position created out of necessity at work. kind of lame but at the same time it means every tuesday i get 2 hours off the phone to do … well what i do best … no work…but it looks like work! it’s magic ma!

don’t you hate it when you’re so hungry that everything tastes soooo goood…so then you tell all your friends about this great restaurant and you go and everything ends up tasting like shit dipped in plum sauce? that’s the worst…..

disappearances this year are going to happen often and unexpectedly as usual. it’s only unfair this way. haha suck it up cutterbup.

bwahahah..

so there’s a designer movie sale going on…picked up some stuff and my beef with triple 5′s mens line progressively getting worse every year has temporarily been halted since i managed to find a nice jacket that i liked…for 50 bucks…not to mention some cool zara pants for 30 bucks… wish i were a girl there’s far more stuff to pick through…but so little time…

what’s with that? trip5 had cool stuff for guys about 5 years ago…not so much for the ladies…remember those kick ass shorts/cargo pants that every guy had? then the girls wanted em…then the brand got really popular about 2 years ago..and now all they do is come out with cool stuff for the ladies…all the guys stuff is so ugly…they need to have some balance…. seriously.

anyways it’s happening down at tinseltown..i can’t remember how long it’s running for…probably just over the weekend…it’s stuff from the movies blade 3, soul food, white chicks, and something else i think..can’t remember…

danke schoen

time to find some grub

3rd party intervention

i think i need a clarica advisor. they claim they can make sense of almost anything. maybe they can make sense of what’s going on lately. all this stimulus from so many angles…i don’t know if i can handle and process it all in time.

my personal experiment of meeting strangers in strange places is panning out quite interesting. there’s something soothing about a korean lady that runs a mom and pop business. i’ve befriended the korean lady that runs the newspaper/smoke shop kiosk. she reminds me of the friendly korean lady that ran retro cafe down on pender and homer. then there’s rajeev that runs his dad’s “if you liked ___, try this designer sunglasses / frangrance” shop…he was a promising experiment…until i discovered his connection with skybar is through jitesh. damn. violated the 2nd degree. maybe i’m part of someone elses experiment as well..because there’s this girl that works at a hair products shop that keeps trying to chat with me everytime i walk by..and it’s clear that she recognizes i’m not just another passerby…what scares me is the big burly fem co-worker that gives me the evil glare….so i keep walking.

i flip on tv today and bertuzzi finally makes a public statement…it’s pretty darned humbling seeing a big enforcer type of guy in tears…wow.

she bangs. she bangs. who’s buying the willie hung cd?

i bought a new suit. i need to get the pants properly tailored. and i’m thinking it wouldn’t hurt to have the jacket taken in a bit as well…i think it’s time to invest in another nice crisp white boss shirt. and maybe i’ll add that overpriced classic timepiece from kenneth cole. it’s going to be a special day..so i best be looking spiffy.

not to mention it’ll come in handy for an upcoming adventure / experiment with my new platinum card i got not too long ago.

i’m in search of another dog…as much as i miss mack and the fact that he’ll never be replaced…i can’t live without one. i’m looking at either a bullmastif, englishmastiff, or the good ol german shepherd. i’d love to get another shar-pei…but quite honestly they have so many problems… dah so much to think about…

decisions…decisions.

drifters

wow. some people really floor me sometimes with their lack of maturity. how the fuck can you be so irresponsible? i understand if it only affects yourself but you can’t live your whole life thinking it’s all about you. you isolate yourself thinking it’s just you, but honestly who the hell believes that doesn’t affect anyone else. i can guarantee that’s the reason why you feel you get used and abused. it’s because you don’t value what you have. you don’t value those around you…and pretty soon things get worn out..and people are just gonna leave your immature ass behind. yeah there’s plenty of people to befriend in the world to replace the people that are sick and tired of you. where’s the quality in that?

i’m just laughing because you keep going the way you’re going. you have the most fruitless life of anyone i know. everything is so shallow. you don’t take any responsibility for any actions you’ve taken. you don’t resolve any problems you’ve contributed to. you don’t take ownership of anything. you deal with things like a 5 year old. you make up retarded excuses. you run away from situations you don’t like. and after all this you wonder why you get blatantly taken advantage of? it’s because you essentially take advantage of everyone you know in small little ways…and play it off as if you care…your actions speak louder then your words ever will. your speech is filled with shit. people see that day in and day out and initially play it off in disbelief. but as you exhibit it repeatedly it becomes pretty clear how petty you really are.

shallow people have shallow “friends”. maybe one day you’ll realize even though you’re surrounded by people, you’re all alone. i’ve realized you’re so selfish even your own family thinks you’re fucked. that’s the only explanation why someone bound by blood hasn’t given you a rude awakening. quite honestly you disgust me. grow up. then we’ll talk.

until then you can drift in and out of my life the way you have been. that’s fine. just don’t expect much. i ain’t you’re time filler.

growing old

you know you’re growing old when you mention nickel cadmium batteries and people are like “huh?” you know the batteries you have to fully drain before charging or else they get all messed up? “cant’ you just recharge them anytime?” *sigh*

i was walking the mall today when i encountered some highschool students skipping out of school to hang at the mall at 11:30 am…i think that’s when i realized the older you get the smaller the world seems to get.

i remember driving past my old pre-school with my parents a few years ago and having it hit me all of a sudden that where we had a picnic was just in the back parking lot…it was such a shock when i realized cuz it felt like a HUGE field trip at the time.

then came elementary school, and it was such a thrill and excitement to sneak off the school grounds across the street to the corner store….or to someone’s house a few blocks away…

then highschool and skipping classes and exploring the mall…then you could drive…and soon you were skipping classes to experience the city.

now it seems that you’re older the world is all that much smaller….the back parking lot isn’t much, neighbourhood corner store is just that…you stop by pick up a newspaper maybe…the mall is the mundane mall filled with daily exchanges of money for product. and the city has become a place you’ve forgotten how to explore. you run away to other destinations in attempts to find new exotic discoveries…soon i’m going to run out of world. i’m going to have to go backwards and reinvent my own wheel.

i’m going to have to learn to find new things in the city. enjoy the mall with as much vigour as i did when i was in high school. find the fun in walking to the neighbourhood corner store. and enjoy doing typical things in non-typical places…like a picnic in a parking lot.

i’ve got to grow down.