Man, that stroke really did a number on Dick Clark. He's not really a robot anymore.

Bad news - remember Blue from Old School? He passed away wednesday from natural causes.

http://www.upi.com/NewsTrack/view.php?StoryID=20051230-012359-5630r

'Old School' actor Pat Cranshaw dead at 86

FORT WORTH, Texas, Dec. 30 (UPI) -- Actor Patrick Cranshaw, who played the elder fraternity brother "Blue" in "Old School," has died in Fort Worth, Texas. He was 86.

Cranshaw died of natural causes Wednesday at his home, the Dallas Morning News reported Friday.

Cranshaw was a popular character actor but his star really rose in the twilight of his career with roles in "Herbie: Fully Loaded" and the "Air Bud" movies.

But it was his scene-stealing turn as "Blue" in the hit Will Farrell comedy "Old School" that turned Cranshaw into a bonified Hollywood star, the newspaper noted.

Cranshaw could hardly go anywhere without hearing Ferrell's signature line from the film, "You're my boy, Blue," his daughter told the newspaper. "It's like he became a rock star in his 80s."

Cranshaw had recently returned home to Fort Worth from shooting another installment in the "Air Bud" series.

He is survived by two daughters and one son.

You're my boy, Blue. You're my boy. :(

stole my most recent Rage post.

I'm watching CSI: NY right now. Half the technology they got there, I am SURE doesn't exist. It does make for decent melodramatic TV though. What's cool though is when I recognize music they use during those scenes when things are zooming in on shit and they're wiping things with Q-Tips and everything. I remember once they had used There There and Myxomatosis by Radiohead, sans lyrics, and then the beats to Bloodstain by UNKLE. Yeah, it was cool.

They were just hitting a pig's carcass to find out what murder weapon was used.

Damn.

Shit, I thought I just closed this window. That would've been the second time tonight -- and I would've lost all this important text that I'm filling out here.

I haven't been sleeping well at all in the past few days. I know it's a recurring thing that I keep bringing up, but it sucks. My sleep is all unbalanced and I'm tired across the day. Doing things like focusing on my Game Boy make me drowsy and then bam, I'm asleep. But yeah, most of the time I'm playing Final Fantasy IV, so a lot of time is spent walking around forests fighting monsters to raise my character's stats (NERD ALERT!!!!!) I'll get myself all fixed up sooner or later though, with sleep I mean.

whoa my mind wandered there. I just took a break from writing out a post and then bam, it's half an hour later.

might as well wrap it up.

happy holidays!

47 is a magical number. 47 plus 2 equals 49. 47 times 2 equals 94. 49 and 94. 94 and 49. The relationship between 47 and 2: It's magic!

47... Isn't it a coincidence?

My friend Rick saw King Kong. I asked him how it was, and he had a few choice words:
"Go see it now."
"Screw Spielberg, Peter Jackson makes him look like a student filmmaker!"
"Go! Now!"

There's so much snow outside! I decided to go out there and take a picture.

Yeah... take a picture... riding a Tauntaun...

From this month's LHA Blindspot Newspaper:

dammit. i have this song written, and i have all the chords and the music done, but i can't think of a second verse or anything. it's so short.

what do i do??

God dammit, my dog has gas tonight. I have my shirt over my face and everything, it's horrible in this room.

I bet if I lit a match, the windows would blow out.

I want to rip my hair out and eat it, this is so frustrating.

Somehow I thought it'd be happy, and fun and everything. I thought I'd be grinning like an idiot like J. Jonah Jameson here:

But no. Instead, I'm dealing with late articles, insanely bad grammar, and incompatible text files. I'm a bit like J. Jonah Jameson here. Click the pic to get an idea about what I think.

But I don't hate the job. That's the strangest part about it. I still enjoy what I do. Maybe it's because I feel pressured by last year's newspaper. I feel I have a standard to live up to, and I'm afraid that I might not be able to.

But I've got the whole day to work on it. Here's to hoping I don't crash and burn.

Hehehe, you know, when I think about it now, it's almost like the first pic is laughing at me.

Here's a scary thought:

Think about all the times where you've gotten into a near-accident. Even something simple like stumbling down the stairs, or slipping on ice. All the times where you cross the street a little early, and then run out of the way of a truck that's way too close, or brush up against the side-view mirror of a moving car. Think about all the times where you've told your friends about this, and said "Man, I coulda died."

Scary, huh? I thought about it, and I had this long list of those moments. It really makes me think, y'know?

holy shit -- what a night.

Define stupid:

I figured the reason I wasn't getting underway with my history essay was because I was too addicted to the internet, so I unplugged it.

I opened up Firefox again, and clicked the search bar at the top right... and remembered the internet was off.

Absolute. Genius.

Come to think of it, maybe this is why I'm getting skinny (skinnier?).

Sleep's escaped me once again. I'm sorta mulling around, avoiding sleep like I always do. That's right, avoiding. A friend of mine made me realize that whenever I'm not sleeping normally, it's only because I'm making myself NOT sleep. Like I'm being rebellious or something. She was probably right. I do have a lot of nights where I just don't sleep, even when I try to. The nerd of me drove me to look it up on Wikipedia, the probable causes of insomnia.

Removing probable causes of insomnia

• Sometimes lack of sleep is indicative of an emotional problem that's not being dealt with. If a person is not happy with their lifestyle, or they are putting off problems that should be dealt with, it can often result in sleeping trouble. Just as the human body has nutritional requirements, all people have social and environmental requirements. Sometimes more social activities can help.

I wonder about this one. I spent my day today talking to Sruti about the past 5 years, and man, it was like a ... wake up a call, in a way. To all the different sides of me that I never let out.

• If an alarm has been set, avoid looking at the clock during the night and cover the display if necessary. This prevents mental calculations of how much sleep has been lost so far and how little sleep can be obtained before the alarm will sound. Accepting that the amount of sleep obtained can only be determined upon waking, not while waiting to get to sleep, may also be beneficial.

This one is accurate. I found I was able to concentrate on sleep better when I hid the screen of my alarm clock. The light is fucking GREEN for Christ's sake.

It could also just be because I spend my nights in front of a computer doing essays and stuff.

But anyways...

Every time I write something, and I'm tired or drowsy, I start scribbling like a maniac. My writing gets worse than it already is, which is an amazing feat. Anyways, what's funny is how you can tell how many times I fall asleep on the page. There's always this point where my handwriting gets smaller and illegible, and then there's a streak across the page where my body stops and I just sleep.

What's even worse is when I fall asleep for a long time, and drool on the page. That's pretty fucking nasty. And even worse, it's harder to figure out what's written afterwards.

Well, I'm gonna try sleeping.

Album of the moment:
Broken Social Scene - You Forgot It In People

Here's a sample song, one of my favourites. It's called Almost Crimes.

Check out this acoustic artist I know.
Five Dollar Dare @ MySpace

Two songs I suggest you listen to:

• Elliott Smith - Between The Bars
• David Bowie - Ziggy Stardust
  

Us English Montreal students are getting raped in the ass with days off. As you can see here, we've got another two days off next week. This is coming after a 5 DAY WEEKEND last week. While I think it's fun having days off, I have two problems with it.

• At this rate, we're fucked academically. If there are any other surprise days off, especially before exams, then our futures are down the shitter. If it's not *that* bad, then they're... well, not down the shitter, but their legs are being broken, and are in need of crutches.
• I have nothing to do with my personal life, being single again.

What a dilemma, eh? It gives me time to catch up with homework, I guess. I can also try... you know... being social and stuff. Maybe I'll go hang out with my niece and both my nephews or something. Or I'll record myself playing the guitar, record something original and post it on Myspace for the world to see. Or I'll go and play an acoustic show for my friends. Invite them over and play them songs of better days, happier people...

I'm in a mellow music sort of mind tonight. If you're reading this, comment and suggest stuff. I honestly don't care if you think I'll like it or not, I'll listen to it regardless.

I feel stoic tonight. In the past, I've said that I wanted to be like this, but I take it back.

It's always troubling when you have to flush twice.

White Noise 2 announced.
Why, God, why?

fuck.

i had a couple of those microwave burritos today. i think they're coming back to haunt me. excuse me. ughh.

what a fucking awesome wednesday.

i tutored yesterday, got $13 for my work. went home and planned out things to do to keep busy over my FIVE DAY WEEKEND, and got my christmas present early from my cousin Karen...

...an electric guitar.

i am very happy right now. back to soloing.

I just got off the phone with another parent needing a tutor. This is the second person asking for help with French. English Immersion French! Of all topics. It's not hard either, save for the fact that they're doing what I'm doing, in simpler terms. I really need to talk to my french teacher, to get a better idea of what I should be doing.

But at least I'm getting paid.

Stephens broke my E string on my acoustic today. I need to buy a new set soon anyways, so... anyone wanna hang out at a guitar store this weekend?

Good God, I need a haircut. I don't have a webcam or a digital camera or anything to show you, so I'll demonstrate through a quick diagram done in Photoshop.




Yeah. Laugh at it. Keep in mind that I'm Asian, so my hair is stick straight too. Really, it's more of a moptop. I'm able to style it sorta, but not as well as I would with shorter hair.

So what can be done? I can part it to the side, sorta. Make myself look all classy and stuff. This week, I wanna go all out before I go and cut it this weekend.

Styles that are possible (NOTE: White lines are not grey hairs, but rather, lines to show how the hair would be directed. Or something.):

Stars is on the most recent OC Mix, the 5th one. That's pretty cool.

my sister just had twins.

that makes me an uncle of three. what a way to start my morning.

So I finished Resident Evil 4. Absolutely fucking amazing game, in my opinion.

But I still have so much to do. Over the course of the game, you can gain money by collecting treasures and selling them, killing enemies, and just... finding cash lying around. I only had 200k by the end of the game, and the special weapons cost a million dollars. I've gotta go and start a new game over. It's great though, because I can start a new game with all the stuff I gained the first time around.

Yeah... nobody's gonna be home, so I guess I know what I'll be doing.

Anyways. I find it difficult to post really long winded posts about personal things. I see everyone else on their LJs and blogs and everything, writing about how much the world has wronged them, and just... everything like that. Why can't I? I'm not complaining either, I actually am glad I don't. But, man, I'm so sure people read this site, and I'm so sure they're disappointed when they don't see anything worth reading.

But fuck 'em.

So Stars is coming to Montreal... How about that?

From the lastest BSTB update:
12 / 18
STARS
guests
La Tulipe – 4530 Papineau
$16.00. Tickets on sale now.
Also through: www.admission.com 514-790-1245

I have to write a set of original songs from the school play this year. They all have to be based around the theme of "a band trying to make it in the face of an evil soulless music industry."

The title? 110%.

I'm with Kevin for this project. Hopefully we can get something done.

It bothers me to see kids that are like... 10 and 11, and even younger watching most of the stuff on TV today. I have absolutely no problem with what they're showing on TV (except if it sucks); instead the problem is seeing these kids watch shows that they won't understand at all.

Perfect example: Family Guy. Park an 8 year old in front of the screen when this is on, and see when they laugh. They just don't get it. It's stupid.

I had a whole thing thought out about the topic but I don't really care to write it out anymore. The whole point is, people like the PTC (Parents Television Council) are right. Kids shouldn't be watching this stuff. Not because they shouldn't be, and it's morally corrupting, but because little children are stupid.

i bet if i left my email address here, nobody would write me.

yes, that's a challenge.

solideric [at] gmail [dot] com

make it worth reading.

The internet is boring, so I took a quiz... I should just get back to playing Resident Evil 2.

You Are 24 Years Old

Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe. 13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world. 20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences. 30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more! 40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.

What Age Do You Act?

I'm in my computer class right now. It's... exciting. ... Not really. Corey's reading over my shoulder.

I wrote a great zombie story for English class. I'll post it up later or something. So far, all the initial reactions have been "Boy, Eric, this story is fucking amazing."

I hope they're all telling the truth, because I'll be extremely emotionally hurt if they're lying.

I bet if I was working, I'd be done right now. ... Okay, maybe not. Not at all.

I'm gonna drag this out as long as I can to avoid doing any real work. So what if I end up screwing up my spreadsheet?

just gonna...

drag...

things...

out...

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this is getting boring. I'm gonna post this and leave.

My substitute teacher's name is Mr. Too... That's SO cool. Not Two, not Tu, TOO.

the inside of my left cheek is being ravaged by the braces. jklfasflsakfjlasfla it hurts.

Fantasia Barrino is illiterate.

Unbelievable. I would've never guessed that she was. She faked her way to the top!

it's 12:37 in the morning and i feel like puking, i'm exhausted.

working on my history project. if you're reading this, man, don't procrastinate.

I wrote it. I can't believe I wrote it.
My Grad Blurb:

Mendoza, Eric
I wanna thank my family+friends+teachers for being the greatest ppl ever. I dont know where Id be without you all. Misc. crew represent! Final Shoutz 2: MP,KEY’D,SI,JC,ES,CT,AP,RG,CB, all those I missed, and Mr.RJS. He knows who he is. “For a minute there, I lost myself.” XO LOVE U ALL! <3


:p

So close to graduating, it scares and excites me.

Meanwhile...

Jason Shiga, the author of FLEEP (the story of a man trapped in a phonebooth), has released another comic online. This one's called Meanwhile, and it's pretty much a Choose Your Own Adventure Story. It'll take a lot of attention to get through, but it's worth it.

What if Calvin and Hobbes ended like this? (Click the image below.)


Having grown up with the comic, seeing that was probably the most depressing thing all day when I found it yesterday.

For the record, this is the final strip of C&H.

my knee is in persistent pain. i'm putting tiger balm or something on it, it's really sore. whenever i move it from an idle position, or whenever i bend it at all, or put weight on it, there's some really bad pain.

it sucks.

Artists erect giant pink bunny on mountain

An enormous pink bunny has been erected on an Italian mountainside where it will stay for the next 20 years.

You HAVE to see the picture. I swear, it's the weirdest thing you'll see all day.

...
...


I wanna climb it.

A couple of links to read:
The original, bloody Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles comic
Seriously messed up when you think about it. It's a great read though, what with the whole... turtles stabbing and slashing bad guys. It's a real change of pace from what you normally see, on FOX and in today's comic line for example.

Doctor gives 276 people hepatitis
MADRID - A Spanish anaesthetist has gone on trial accused of infecting 276 people with hepatitis C by injecting himself with drugs and using the same needles on patients, court officials said.

Prosecutors have asked for a 2214-year jail sentence for the doctor, Juan Maeso, if found guilty, local media said.

What a strange world we live in.

I'm still writing my essay. It sucks... and it's just gotten an extra dose of gross to go with it.

A while ago, I wrote about a cat in the neighborhood that was in heat.

I heard the cat again... and to my horror, heard a second screeching meow to go with it.

I'm thoroughly disgusted now.

dogs barking and essays needing to be done and distraction and loudness, it's all too much for me. i have to work on not procrastinating, for it is one of my worst qualities.

A Scanner Darkly trailer

It's by Richard Linklater, the guy who did Waking Life. It looks amazing. The rotoscoping on the actors gives the film such an amazing look and style to it. It's beautiful. Those are two movies you should watch. Waking Life should be available for rent at any respectable video store.

Black trailer @ IGN

What. The. Fuck.

School started. I have Mr. Kappa...er... you know who. I'd rather not have his name show up here through Google. Anyways, I have HIM again. It sucks, but I'll be able to deal with it. What other choice do I have, you know?

The rest of my classes are pretty good. I'm in the drama class populated with new people/people from the play/veterans. Everyone works well together, and I'm really looking forward to how things will work out. I have a good feeling about the other students in the class, and I can only hope that everyone will be able to work together.

I'm applying at EB tomorrow. They asked for my CV, so I'm hoping for the best. I namedropped the betas I had done for the Gamer Advisory Panel and stuff.

Anyways. Going to guitar now.

It's always the ones that hurt both inside and out that clog the toilet.

My knee hurts. I'm hungry. It's late.

Oh, school's started. Most of my classes are pretty... okay. I'll post my list of classes later or something.

Resident Evil 4 PS2 Gameplay videos @ IGN

*drools* oh my goodness it's pretty.

You can put down pre-orders now for Matthew Good's new greatest hits collection, In A Coma: 1995-2005.

There's two versions, the single disc version has two new songs, one of which is his new single, "Oh Be Joyful!", as well as all of the big singles.

The 3 (!!!) disc version has a second disc which includes an acoustic medley of Matt Good's personal favourites, as well as the tracks from the Loser Anthems and Lo-Fi B-Sides CDs, both of which are out of print.

The third disc, the one I'm looking forward to, is the DVD. All of his music videos thus far are included, as well as the making of the acoustic medley, entitled "Rooms", as well as Matt's personal favourite songs.

I'm stoked. I'm gunning for the 3 disc set for sure. September 20th, I can't wait.

Hunter S. Thompson is blown up by Johnny Depp.

His ashes, I mean. Holy shit. I'd love to do that for my funeral.

Johnny Depp, who played Thompson in the film of his book Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas, paid for the cannon.

Fireworks carrying the ashes of the writer exploded over the top of his memorial on his Owl Farm home.

"He loved explosions," Thompson's widow Anita said.

I was able to formulate an idea for a short film that isn't:
-a music video
-an action movie

It's a bit more like a comedy. AAAAANDD the biggest thing is: it's not disturbing or gruesome. I feel like I've accomplished something.

It's exactly what you think it is.

Just a friendly reminder.

my computer's busted. some windows system folder's been corrupted, so either the hard drive is screwy, or windows is fubared. in any case, i don't intend to be online too often. if you need to contact me, you can email me.

if you super-need to contact me, call me. you can get my number off of one of my friends.

define boredom:

last night, in the middle of the night, i decided to belt out lyrics to james bond themes i knew off the top of my head.

i ended up downloading a bunch of them. that, and i watched a bunch of the movies today.

*sigh*

if you can top that, then please, tell me.

I accidentally swallowed the wax thing I'm supposed to have on the pokey bits on my braces.

Ouch. That stuff's non toxic, right?

This is the greatest trailer ever.

The Gingerdead Man, starring Gary Busey. Yes, it's real.

I changed it. I completely changed it.

...

I like it.

Comments!

i got braces on monday. the first hour or two wasn't bad, it just felt weird to have metal in my mouth. the next 36 hours was pretty much soreness, discomfort, and the like. i'm trying to keep off the motrin for as long as possible, because i don't wanna use the ibuprofen too often. an addiction to painkillers is the last thing i need right now.

it just hit midnight a few minutes ago. summer is officially 3 weeks long for me. august is going to waste much faster than i would've hoped. it's depressing. seriously troubling.

anyone wanna meet for coffee or something, to see the braces, catch up, and stuff like that?

i'm trying to draw this out, because the sight of text, and the thought of writing a lot is making my will to stay awake wear down.

i've been catching up with all the games i stopped playing a long time ago. i have all the eternal levels in Katamari Damacy now. Devil May Cry 3 is still hard like fuck. Mercenaries proves that senseless mayhem can still be fun.

errrrrrfghraghghfhgha... i'm running out of things to type and i'm not tired yet.

i've resorted to reading the links down there... only like 3 people have updated their sites in the past week or so, sruti, daniel, and marie. there's probably others i missed, plus people have their livejournals which i forget to check (sorry!).

it's a little voyeuristic to be reading into people's lives like this... but at the same time, feels completely okay because i know what they're talking about (mostly). a little disheartening too, to read and realize that sometimes, indirectly, without mentioning a name and just using general terms, it's all about you. one big reason i usually stray away from other people's blogs, or just skim, is because i'm a little afraid. when i read, i'm paranoid in the sense that i ask myself "is this really what they think?" and "oh my god this is about ME?"

it sucks. but that's the breaks, and you just have to deal.

listen to this song.
Jeff Buckley - Lover, You Should Have Come Over (Acoustic)

Yes, I'm stealing my posts from Rage.

Remember how I said it was at 5:30AM? Well, it wasn't. It made sense though. My dad explained the logic to me. He said that when he was applying for one of this first jobs, at a fast food place a long time ago, he had to show up at 5AM to see the manager. See, it's not busy at all at that hour, so you'd have as much time as you want to talk and ask questions to each other. It all made perfect sense.

But that didn't apply this time.

Oops.

But I am watching the sun rise. My oh my it's pretty.

So yeah, if anyone wants to call me before 5PM today, and hear me answer the phone in french, then be my guest. :)

Other things that happened this morning:
-I heard the cats in heat again. Daniel knows what I'm talking about. They sound like screaming kids, up until you can make out the "REEEEEEEEEEOOOWWWWW" of the noise.
-It smelled like skunk.
-Hobos can corner you for money a lot easier.
-Walking around at 5:20 in the morning is a lot like being in a zombie movie. Nobody's around, and cars are either driving fast, or are parked.

Gonna go back outside and breathe in the fresh air.

I have an interview (sort of*) at Tim Hortons at 5:30 in the morning tomorrow. I'm a little afraid.... someone, call me and help me practice my french!

*I never actually applied, I asked if I could have an application form, and the manager said for me to come in on Wednesday at 5:30. I knew it was the morning, because he said 5h30, not 17h30. :(

Wish me luck, and wish me good night. With the way I've been sleeping, waking up at 5 will be a nightmare.

I think I'm gonna change the template. What do you think?
This one?
Or this one?
Or this?

The tagboard's back. Their site's back up, so it's back.

I removed the tagboard. It was only causing lag whenever the page loaded. Wanna leave a comment? My email's on the left, and besides, you probably know me already, and know how to reach me.

Two Line Poem - The poem was passed around, everyone wrote two lines, only seeing the second line of the last person.

I filled up my shopping cart
With the pieces of my broken heart
Many pieces, like a puzzle
Colourful pieces, and like a puzzle, some missing.
Keys to the heart
Lovers, they seldom do part
Until one stops it's heart
And they're trapped in the ice,
But couldn't get out
All they could do was scream and shout
Until, voices hoarse,
They collapse like card-towers
Gasping for breath
As in their moments of distress.
They seek solitude
And seek only their peace
Where they can surrender their feelings
Where they can know that they're safe
In a small box, they close their eyes
Surrounded by safety, safety of cardboard
Yet if the rain decdes to soak my box,
I have no choice but to run into the metro and dry my socks.

100 Things Every Guy Should Know from Maxim, May 1999.

How to pick a ripe watermelon
Forget thumping on the hull or pressing the stem end: Color’s the key. The ripest, tastiest melons are an appetizing red on the inside, not that watery, why-bother pink, and that richness of color’s reflected on the outside. Look for a melon whose dark bands are wider than its light bands. The higher the ratio of dark to light outside, the darker the color (and the sweeter the meat) inside. Alternate method: Split it open with an ax and shove some in your face. How was it?

How to unclasp a bra with one hand
1. With the palm of your dominant hand facing her, slide your middle finger under the bra strap, right between the clasp and her unbelievable body.
2. Pull the clasp out away from her with your middle finger, and pinch the strap between your thumb and ring finger. Pull your middle finger out, and begin to hum “Moon River.”
3.Slowly snap your fingers to accomplish mission. If she has a double-clasp bra, you may have to snap twice; don’t get flustered. Practice on Grandma if necessary.

calling it quits early. sleeping at 10.

8===D

The new Matthew Good single, entitled Oh Be Joyful, is out.
http://www.matthewgood.org/
It's great. It's a nice, loud (well, Matt Good loud), song. Fun lyrics too and stuff.

If you ask around, maybe there might be an MP3 dl available...

What I Like About You is on YTV right now. I realized the only reason I was watching it was because of Amanda Bynes and her short skirts.

So I started watching Home Movies. :D

Oh yeah, I have a new guitar too!

I really wanna try Resident Evil 4. Anyone got a Gamecube and the willingness to lend? I can lend you... er... old PC games... or some PS1/PS2 games.

...

I know that doesn't balance out, but still! It just looks so good!

CENSORED

Recommended Listening:
Wilco - Red-Eyed and Blue, Sunken Treasure
Radiohead - Big Boots (Man-O-War)
Matthew Good - House of Smoke and Mirrors
King Missile - Cheesecake Truck (<- this last song is to cheer you up after all those other ones.)

i feel miserable. have this headache, been sleeping badly, been having recurring dreams, waking up in a sweat, waking up tired... the list goes on.

but at least the food's good. and the music.

Recommended listening:
Suicide is Painless - Theme From MASH
Electioneering - Radiohead
A Line Allows Progress, A Circle Does Not - Bright Eyes
Sunken Treasure - Wilco

HOLY FUCK I FORGOT!
Way of the Dragon at Fantasia!

The world is changing so fast, and we're all running to catch up.

So I compiled a list of movies I'm willing to see at Fantasia. I'm slowly whittling it down. If you're interested in going, don't hesitate to ask.

• Breaking News
• Creep
• DJ XL5's International Zappin Party 2005
• Fighter In The Wind
  
• Firecracker
  
• Godzilla: Final Wars
  
• Izo
(Heard it was bad, from people who saw the Saturday showing.)
• Lloyd Kaufman's How To Make Your Own Damn Movie
  
• Love Battlefield
• Neighbor No. 13
• Night of the Living Dorks
• Please Teach Me English
  
• Some
• Three... Extremes

I Can't Say Goodbye to Yesterday, my friend. I keep holding on 'till the end.

...And a hearty Fuck You goes out to the old lady who always visits the people living upstairs, but always presses the doorbell for MY house. The next time I see you, you're getting an earful.

She fucking woke me up again. AGAIN. I slept at around 2 with the TV on Discovery, Mythbusters was on. I woke up at 4 because the lights and TV were on, and then afterwards got back to sleep. At 8:30, 8-fucking-30, I hear the doorbell ring three times. I was hoping my grandmother would let the person in so I'd sleep, but NOBODY FUCKING ANSWERED IT, so I had to get up in my underwear (and only my underwear) and ring the buzzer.

It was the old lady. Going UPSTAIRS. I was about to break the door down and knock her down a flight of stairs.

If I ever see her again, I will go apeshit.

I think my ear infection's starting to wear itself out... It feels like I can hear better in my left ear. It's still feels underwater, but there's no pain. I hope it wears off by Sunday, when the Zithromax runs out.

I had a dream where I had a violent gash on my scalp. It was gross... it wasn't the first dream I had about a headwound on me though. It freaks me out.

define ghetto:
i can't find ice cubes to put into a ziploc bag for my swelling insect bite... so I tape a couple of mr. freezies to my leg until i get ice.

UPDATE: I now have ice, and am no longer Ghetto Fab.

fuck it, i'm going alone.

I think I'll go to Wilco by myself. I'm not gonna sit on this, and besides, if I like them as much as I do, I'd want to go to a live show... right?

Anyways, Wilco tomorrow at Metropolis - $36.

I have a job interview at Bureau En Gros today. I'm a little afraid that my french won't be up to par for the job, which is really just working at the copy machines and sometimes at the register.

I hope I get a job. I'm tired of job searching. Really tired.

Ever have a secret that you desperately wanted to let out? Go here, scroll to the bottom, and don't be afraid. Post Secret's not really a blog, as much as it is a gallery. Postcards are sent in anonymously to the author of the blog, and are posted online. It's an artistic method of release for people who need to let go of things that they've kept inside for too long.

Click Here for my Black Box project.

The black box project was a drama class project where I had to create a death scene using only audio, like a real black box. I used Audacity for sound editing, a Logitech USB microphone to record voice, my cell phone's voicemail for the phone bits, and a bunch of sounds taken off the net, remastered and edited to fit with the project. Took me about 5 hours of work, plus random bits of time across a week or two to gather opinions for edits. This is the final version, submitted earlier today.

The comment? "Very good. It sounds great... Eerily calm, I like it."

If you're unfamiliar with RapidShare, just click "Free" at the bottom of the page, and then wait for the timer to run down. When it hits zero, you'll get a download link. Just right click, save as, and enjoy.

I have a new phone. Email me for the new number.

Rage is down again... I'm getting a 404 when I try to access the site. Is this happening to anyone else?

Man in Vader mask plays a prank on his wife.

It's fucking hilarious.

I just got back from the doc today. He's a really cool guy. It's been like 5 years since I last got a checkup. I was talking about my future in whatever field I go into, and he was full of good advice. Stuff like "you'll never really know whether or not you'll enjoy it until you actually do it." I noticed he wrote it down next to my physical info, quick notes like "Ambitious! Looking to be in Digital Systems, Culinary Arts..."

So according to him, I'm physically alright, and I'm just getting over a cold. He told me there was a buildup in my left ear, so I asked if he could clean it out. What a mistake that was. He scratched the inside of my ear ("Well, I got a bit of that wax, and I have a notch of skin here..."), so now I'm sitting with a wad of cotton in my ear. I'm waiting until I stop feeling the bleeding before changing the swab. I'm kinda scared of taking it off, it's the thought of BLOOD COMING OUT OF MY EARS that scares me. I think I'll be okay though.

I also was prescribed a bottle of cough medicine from him. It's got codeine in it, so it can't be used in the morning or afternoon. I'm tempted to use it in the morning... but I'll be asleep across the day.

Watching the Usual Suspects in french really adds a new dimension to the film. Same goes for the Empire Strikes Back.

False alarm.

I don't think I'm... regular. I can't remember the last time I went to the washroom for an extended period, if you know what I mean. I'm trying to guess it by remembering the last books I took with me into the washroom, or the last game I had in the GBA.

Anyways... I'm eating some of this "Honey and Nut Corn Bran" cereal thing... High in fiber. I hope it helps.

Darth Vader's Blog.

Found this while looking at monologues:

Random Thoughts, for Valentines day, 2004. The day's a holiday invented by greeting card companies, to make people feel like crap. I ditched work today. Took a train out to Montauk. I don't know why. I'm not an impulsive person. I guess I just woke up in a funk this morning. I have to get my car fixed. "Hi Sydney? It's Joel. Listen, I don't feel very well today. No. Food poisoning I think." It's goddamned freezing on this beach! Montauk in February. Brilliant, Joel.
...
Pages are ripped out, don't remember doing that. It appears this is my first entry in two years. Sand is overrated. It's just tiny little rocks. If only I could meet someone new. I guess my chances of that are somewhat diminished, seeing as I'm incapable of making eye contact with a woman I don't know. Maybe I should get back together with Naomi. She was nice, nice is good. She loved me. Why do I fall in love with every woman I see who shows me the least bit of attention?

Happy birthday to me!

I cleaned my room. I actually cleaned it. It's so roomy now and clean and everything. I'm happy.

It's over.

*snif*

The play is tomorrow! That's insane. I still remember way back when, when Marie and I auditioned for the Play back in November (or December?). Then came the site, along with the first few meetings to get into our characters. After many hours and many long nights spent in school, and many days spent handling wood and sawing things, it all comes to an end this week. Tomorrow and Thursday are the nights of the Play, and Friday is the final day.

I'll be sad when it's over. Really, I will be. I've been lying to people saying "Oh, whatever," but the truth is I'll miss the long nights, and the people and the sets and the everything that makes the play. It's making me sad now thinking about it.

*sigh*

Did Rage just die?



No it didn't. False alarm.

The new MSN Messenger, version 7, is wayyy to crowded. The new window is all jam packed with a ton of useless stuff. That being said, the tabs really should have an option to be removed. If there is a way, please tell me. I really don't like them.

Never mind, I removed them.

I found this scan online, and decided to share it. It's one of the funnier panels from Ultimate X-Men. Read it in order!

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My body's now on the meat market.
http://profiles.myspace.com/users/21819677

Add me. Please.

If it wasn't for the extension, the play would be in two weeks. Isn't that scary? It's really fucking scary, if you ask me. I mean, really. We were in practically all week practicing, but everything's sorta stayed on the same level, sometimes dipping below. It's not so good. That, and between you and me, I'm starting to get tired of seeing everyone feeling miserable leaving practice because things weren't good or anything. And I don't like having to stay in school every day of the week after school, even if that's a given when it comes to the play.

That felt good to vent.

Anyways, recommend me music. Or, if you have the time, gmail me music. I only broke 10% a little while ago. I wanna see it go higher. You should know how to find my gmail address. It's to the left. I just need something... louder I guess. I've been listening to Elliott Smith, Iron & Wine, and whatever mellow music, but ever since I started listening to Metric and hearing that song Normal Days by Denali, I've wanted something louder. So yeah, gmail me music please. Yeah. Please.

I just found out Bill Nye has a new show coming!

http://www.eyesofnye.org/

Fuck yes!

I have minutes on my phone now.

To those that know me personally:

My cell phone minutes ran out yesterday. Don't try calling or else you will be disappointed.

Thanks.

-Eric

I just noticed... it wasn't just one post that was at 00 seconds... it was 4. is this the fifth?

EDIT: Yes. I don't think it's a fluke anymore, I think it's just my site settings. So much for that. :(

What's this?

Is it a UFO? Is it an alien?

No... it's... KEVIN'S HAND! The corner of the image, blown up a thousandfold for all to see! But why, you ask? Because it's bringing to attention what seems like nothing to you. Well, seems like nothing to most, except probably me and Kevin.

Now that that's done with, go listen to good music.

Oh, and if anyone wants to go see Bella Lea at La Sala Rossa on the 13th (a sunday!), contact me. I don't wanna go alone. It's $8.

Holy shit that last post was posted right at 00 seconds. Is it a sign of something?

Has anyone else heard Beck's cover of Do You Realise by the Flaming Lips? He sounds so... country in it.

Just another day at school, same as always.

It's 1:47 in the morning. If it wasn't for a nap I took earlier, I'd go to sleep... That and Last Call's on. Carson Daly isn't so bad. You know, when he isn't on that other channel.

Gonna play my guitar now. (Note: That isn't my guitar in the picture.)

Here's your update.

I listened to that Modest Mouse song from that quiz thing. It kinda sucks.

Go listen to Pavement.

i found out today that i have a single grey hair. stress related, obviously. i blame the exams. i was so wracked with nervousness and fatigue and exhaustion worrying about studying and stuff. i was so spent by that friday, so tired i felt sick. that was pretty bad. but enough of that.

i might be starting work on saturday. i'm pretty much just filing paperwork and stuff for my dad's office. i work from 11 to 6 on weekends. i think it's pretty good. It really cuts into the time i set aside for that acoustic jam thing i'm doing with daniel s. hopefully we can figure something out so we can still find time to do that.

the school play's in 72 days. that's really really not a lot of time.

anyways. i've run out of things to say.

Float On by Modest Mouse

"Bad news comes don't you worry even when it lands Good news will work its way to all them plans" Laid back and real, people appreciated you for you are in 2004.

What 2004 Hit Song Are You?

"Welcome to today. How do you feel?

This is what today looks like. Is this what you expected?

There will come a time when you wake up and realize that there will come a time when you will not.

There will come a time when the version of you on this day will seem stupid

This is not your fault.

I know that you believe that you understood what you think I said, but I am not sure you realize that what you heard is not what I meant."

Bwahahahha.

Disney's Aladdin
The Empire Strikes Back
Godzilla Vs. Mothra

Saturday's great.

This Saturday on CBC's Movie Night in Canada:
The Iron Giant
Star Wars
Godzilla (1954)

I know where I'll be on saturday night.

Small update, updated the link to Jess' site. Check it out.