Today's blog, a voice message. Enjoy!

I called Sruti today, her sister picked up. I thought she was Sruti, and she thought I was her friend Eric (another Eric...), and I got embarassed. Heh, well, found a really old mic in my house. I plan to use it for evil deeds goofing off. I then watched Saving Private Ryan again, and I plan to write a review for it, 4 years late. ^_~ I have to say, it is a very well done movie, very grim, quite gruesome, superbly done. It's one of Steven Spielberg's top films, and I'll probably watch it again. Twice. I'll probably end up dreaming about it. Being a soldier in D-Day, seeing people torn apart by MG42 gunfire and mortar shells... quite scary when you think about it. I guess I'll blog if I wake up in the middle of the night because of it.

I got to sleep at 3AM last night. I was spending time chatting with Jess making really weird MSpaint pics, having a good time. I fell asleep with thoughts of mullets and Saturday Night Live. Spent much of the morning watching Trading Spaces, and thinking about the designs, and how some of them well... kinda suck.
From what Sruti said in her blog, I figure myself to be the The Short-Story-Boring-Day-Blog, and The Short-Story-Fun-Day Blog. There aren't really the Long Meaningful blogs here, usually because I have someone reading over my shoulder.
It's damn dark outside. Certainly looks like a storm or something. Well, this is saying thundershowers. Great. Well, true believers, fellow readers, I'm out.
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Otacon: This is my favorite Chinese saying: "Better to be first among roosters than last among bulls." Of course, the meaning's clear: If you have to choose between being a chicken or a cow, pick the chicken. Cows are always being messed with by aliens -- cattle mutilations are up, you know. Why go looking for trouble, right? If an enemy spots you, you'll be in more trouble than a cow on a UFO. You stay out of their sight!
Snake: Why would aliens be in an old Chinese proverb?
Otacon: Everyone knows they've been visiting us for thousands of years.
Snake: ...News to me.

Jess and I were talking about Trading Spaces, and how Frank has lackluster designs a lot of times when compared to others. And how he sweats quite a lot, and is still wearing the same shirt on the second day. And by "sweats quite a lot", I mean, it could drown someone.
Finished painting the whatever the hell it was. I don't remember, nor do I want to right now.
Still writing Chapter 12.
Need a haircut, will set an appointment tomorrow.
Jess is coming up with odd ways of how to call me, all the while reminding me that I should call Sruti again soon.

Plug for Shiin, because Jess didn't. I have to call Sruti sometime soon, all the while waiting for James to return. Oh, that, and make sure to go to Jack's super pimpin' site, because you should. I'm outta here! See you around!

Damn, I'm tired, and in that mood which makes you wonder if you could get any more insane. Well, I held off on finishing the housework, since it started raining. It feels like something is weighing me down, and I feel down. It's probably the heat. I'm still writing Chapter 12 in my co fanfic with James, who's on vacation right now. I'm bored. I'll go and do something, maybe listen to the rhythm of the falling rain... which... just passed.... =\ Then I'll play some games. I'm out.

Got back from a restaurant, good food, gotta go there again. Pretty close too, just up Cote-Des-Neiges. ^_^

IT'S ALMOST OVER!!!
I'm almost done doing the scraping job, almost... It just needs to be painted, and half to three quarters done by tomorrow. [phew] Good...
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Otacon:Hey, Snake, what's "Hardest won, most easily lost"? It's time, get it? Amazing how relevant these Chinese proverbs still are! Once the moment's gone, it's gone. Except for daylight savings time, of course. That extra hour to do anything you like with every autumn... gotta love it. Then again, you lose an hour every spring, so I guess the proverbs are right. Wow, they thought of everything.
Snake: Did they even have daylight savings back then?
Otacon: Of course not! They knew how to save time. We're the ones that need to be tricked into it.
Snake: But you said --
Otacon: The moment never returns, Snake. Let's not waste it on idle questions.
Snake: Okay...?

BWAHAHAHAHAHA! And now for something completely different.
Nothing happened today. Nothing that happened differenntly on any other days anyways. My cousin is here. Weeee.
Otacon: The Chinese have a proverb that goes "Scholars hold in esteem knowledge, not acts." See, they just sit around thinking, instead of actually doing which doesn't make them too useful. Action is what matters! I think.
Snake: Look, what I heard from Mei Ling was that --
Otacon: Snake, have you noticed that you bring her up a lot?
Snake: Huh? That isn't the --
Otacon: Here we go again. What am I going to do with you? Like I was saying -- You and your hyperactive libido. It's a good thing one of us can keep all the details straight.

I had such a pleasant day! I nearly fell off a balcony! Oh joy! I was removing Christmas lights (Yes, X-mas lights... don't ask...) when an ill-placed plant pot holder fell off the rail. I caught it by leaning over the rail, nearly losing balance. If I had dropped it, it would've made it's way through the back window of my car. If I lost balance, I would've made my way into the back window of the car. Well, I'm alive, and alright. Lucky me.
Another insane thought: Drinking and darts... don't mix. True story. (in my head that is.....) MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

Added the links at the bottom of the page. You should feel special if you're there. And if you're not, tag me, AIM me, whatever, and I'll add you there.
Insane question: If a tree falls in the forest and there's no one there to hear it, what is it's color? Have fun figuring it out!

{psst.... the answer.... is 75... he. he. he.}

Sunday, bloody Sunday
Sunday is always like this... so slow, so boring. I want to go out, and go do something, but really, it's hard to do that when I only have 6 bucks in change. That's pretty much why I'm stepping up on the chores, housework, and everything else. Stripping paint off the balcony rail, repainting it... it just makes things even more dull. It's just that it was by choice. I chose to do it, I volunteered. I still wonder if it was all a mistake in the first place, but it makes no point now. That probably means a little less bloggage and PC... Aw well, I can live.
On a less dull note....
Nothing at all. Which sucks. A lot.

Question of the day:
Would you still be my friend if I looked like this?! BWAHAHAHAH! Found it on my cousin's computer. This is what I really look like.

I'll have a Ninja Burger with the French Fries of our Ancestors , and a Large Cola. Oh, and the Ninja Burger RPG please.

Yeah, it all links to the same place.

what's your battle cry? |
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IRON CHEF!
Potato. The ingredient was potato. WHYYYYY?! I mean, it can be good, but I wanted to see a live octopus squirming on the Iron Chef's cutting board, spending it's last few moments on Earth having it's ass pulled out of it's mouth. No, really. When they did the eel battle, they were sticking picks in the eel's eyes to keep it from squirming, and they baked them alive. ALIIIIVVEEEE! Like that movie where they crash the plane in the mountain and in a move of survival start eating the dead passengers after realizing they have no choice and are stuck there for two months. [GASP!] That was a long sentence. And when they did the octopus battle, the thing slipped out of his arms falling to the floor. Now, knowing that, what'd you rather watch? Potato battle, or octopus battle? .... Yeah, Me too. ~_^ Hell, something alive, a potato is just there. It can be mistaken for a rock, for Christ sakes.

My life has been taken over. It's called Day Of Defeat. James got me hooked, and now I'm waiting for him to go online so we can go and play. Anyone else reading play Half-Life? Anyone? Anyone? Well, if you do, AIM me, the link is below the tagboard.

MSN still is being an ass. =\

I added an AIM link on the side.

Hmm, experimenting with stuff. I couldn't log on to MSN today, so I'm using AIM for now...

The dream's finale was today. Here's how it went... I get captured, tied up and hoisted over a giant deep fryer. The giant deep fryer was really a hot tub, and I somehow broke through the rope, and started eating fries. Then it was like the typical action movie ending. I slo-mo ran for a giant window, which was pretty funny, because everything sounded lower. I went and shouted "nooooooooo!" and jumped through the window into a pillow truck. I woke up after that. Weird...
[hums] Let me rest in peace, let me put my mind at ease, let me take my love and bury it six feet deep..... [yawns] Heh.
I'm not much of a plugging person, but anyways... plug-o-rama...
Sruti, Jess, Trevor, Chelsea, James, Me! MWA-HA-HA-HA-HA!, Janey, Amanita, Lauren (got the 'donation' ^_~), Matt's deviant art page, and that's that. If I forgot you, don't cry, tag me, and I'll remember to plug you next blog. "See you, Space Cowboy..."
Yes... I love Cowboy Bebop.

Weird dreams.... after seeing this pic on Gamingforce, I had a dream. A dream with secret agents, ketchup, and tall evil french fries. I was sorta like Solid Snake, sneaking around in a closed corridor. In my hand was a ketchup bottle, loaded and ready for action. Down the hall, I heard talking down the hall. Sounded like english, but was garbled. I walked down the hall cautiously and quietly. All of a sudden, alarms rang out, lights were blinking, and fries were running towards me. I raised my ketchup bottle and fired. Some of the fry bastards got real close, and I started hitting them, and eventually took a bite out of them. I got captured, was tied up, and was being readied to be lowered into a giant deep fryer. It ended with a "To Be Continued" message. damn. Well, that's it... I hope I can get out of this sticky situation. Wish me luck.

Hey, I'm alive, and I'm back, XP powered. My C drive was wiped clean and everything was re-installed, and well.... yeah. Honestly though, I didn't really miss being on the computer. I had a good time, and I went to La Ronde. :D Well, I'll be around...

To the 5 or 6 people actually looking at this blog, no, I'm not dead. And no, there's nothing to blog about.

Summarizing today at Ottawa, with all the little insanity in between.
8:50AM - Started the drive to Ottawa. I was with my Mom, brother in law, sister, grandmother, and two cousins. It was long and pretty boring. All I really could see was the road, and farmlands as far as the eye could see.
Around noon - Stopped off at the filipino consulate. My grandmother came along because she had to fill out some forms giving her power of attorney or something. I spent the time waiting playing on my Game Boy, and sleeping.
45 minutes later, we went to the Rideau Centre, and had lunch at Taco Bell, at Food Court 8. [Sigh] It was great, except for the fact that Taco Bell isn't in Montreal...
We went around shopping for the next hour or two. I picked up a used copy of Golden Sun on the Game Boy Advance, and went with my cousin to the "...It Store," where I saw the 'Fukeneh!' shirt. We went to HMV, and saw a guy with a toy microphone singing Elvis.
"You ain't nothin' but a hound dohoooooooooog!" He had no shoes or socks, and his pants were torn and uneven. His singing just got a good laugh, and I still think about it. Uhm.... After that, we walked around a bit more, and left to go to the St. Laurent Centre. We went around a bit, but really, the highlight was the whoopee cushion that my sister got. We went around, calmly walking into a store, letting one rip, and walking out. :D
After finishing off at St. Laurent Centre, we went home. I fell asleep, and so did my cousins. They said I snored, and jolted. By jolting, I mean sudden movements that looked like an electric shock. On the way home, we picked up some KFC, and then I blogged. Yup yup.
Anyways, it's not over yet. Tomorrow I go to La Ronde with my sister and some friends. Ehehehehe.
Stay frosty.

Going to Ottawa tomorrow. Gone all day. Will write about it tomorrow.
brass monkey, that funky monkey....
hehehehe

Hey, brass monkey, THAT FUNKY MONKEY! Yeah, I know it's 2:33 in the morning. I can't sleep. I got to the last act in Escape from Monkey Island, and I'm close to beating it. I don't feel tired, although I'd probably collapse and sleep as soon as I touch a bed..... scratch that. I feel tired just typing this. Aw well... might as well watch Spawn. G'night....