Last night a bunch of people slept over. It's always nice to have a slumber party. The only problem is, there is that one person who snores. I couldn't take it anymore so I threw a pillow at the culprit. It did the trick.

I never knew that R.E.M. broke up for a brief period. Today, with REM re-formed and reformed, and just about everything in its right place we are all happy. Here is the full article.

A new read, What Would Lucy Do? Seems interesting so far, I was poking around and noticed that she also liked Fifth Business. I thought I was the only one. I found the site courtesy of accidental. I know I have become a big link-whore in these last posts. My only defense is I am trying to give the people what they really want. Hits.

Stolen from not.so.soft: Today is National Cleavage Day in the UK. Any suggestions on how we move this phenomenon to Canada?

Woo hoo, Blogger is back online and I don't have to suffer blog withdrawl any more. I am free, my daily reads will post once again. I need to figure out how to go directly to the fast servers at Blogger. I think I may have found one. Poor Ev all his time updating I hope there aren't too many problems to fix.



BTW, it's day light savings this weekend. We are going to lose an hour. I can just picture stupid people on Sunday going "Damn, I lost another hour. Where did it go. I have no time management skills at all". It could happen.

I need to get my hands on some more music videos (go Britney, you are crazy). I like to watch them on my Powerbook. Did you ever notice that if you have a Mac you say powerbook but all windows users say laptop. Interesting.



I am really getting tired of people bitching about parties. I can't wait until I have my own house and people stop complaining. I had a party a month ago and I guess some of the neighbours lodged a complaint. We weren't even loud. I think I should be the one complaining that I can't have loud parties like I want to. It's all their fault.

In the mad dash to make the subway some women went running past me. By the time I made it to the escalator I looked back and there she was, staring blanking. She was in such a hurry she aimed herself at the wrong escalator and seemed unable to understnad why the escalator was going up instead of down. Those silly subway runners, don't they know that you'll miss the train anyway.

Nothing exciting was going on last night. I came home from work, tried to make dinner only to find that I didn’t have much food left and little desire to go do groceries. So instead a friend and I had a virtual dance party “Broadway style” (obscure Simpson’s quote goes here). You may be wondering what that is. Here you go. First off you need loads of cool mp3’s and a IM client (we use ICQ). Then you set up a chat window and decide on the first song (Boney M - Rasputin) and then chat and describe what you are doing. We basically chatted and at one point my friend was dancing naked in a g-string and picking flowers and giving them to me. Why, I have no clue. There was even mention of MVP and Good Game.

The thing about good weekends is that you never remember to tell amusing little stories about them because they get lost in the big picture. So let’s rewind to 2 weeks ago. I am out with a few friends and we are hitting the mall because the girls want to find something cool to wear to the bar and the boys have come along because we are boys and we like to follow girls and we have nothing better to do. After several stores and perusals I decided to just ask the sales clerks for what my friend was looking for. A smile came over my face and I blurted out “she’s looking for the Madonna slut shirt”. My friend’s face turned beet-red as she ushered me out of the store. She was horrified by what I had said. The clerk didn’t seem to care, she was babbling on about how she really likes Madonna but they don’t have anything like that.

If my company reads my emails, I am so screwed. I send more out to friends than I do co-workers.

My favourite thing about Mac OS X so far is that is has PPP over Ethernet directly supported. This makes my DSL connection hassle free. I no longer need Sympatico’s bug ridden software that crashed my powerbook every time it went to sleep.

In my geek quest of attaining a copy of Mac OS X, I came to several realizations. First off, nothing is open on Saturday mornings. I used to work at Canadian Tire and for those 5 years everything in the plaza was open at 9am and we opened at 8:30am. Now everything opens at 10am if you’re lucky. There I was at 9:15am to find that the Future Shop was closed. That was my second mistake. Never go to the future shop, they suck. They suck ass in a big way. The staff knows nothing about anything and they treat you like shit. The store also has no selection. So I made this promise to myself. Who cares if something is going to cost a little more, go to a specialty store. They have what you are looking for and they know what the hell they are talking about.

Should I become willing prey for a cougar? Read this article and let me know.

I just bought the DVD for Charlie's Angels. I don't think I will be disappointed, it may not be an oscar winner but it is fun and will keep me amused.

Last week we were having a discussion on the new warning labels cigarettes have. After seeing a few I think they would be fairly effective. No one wants to stare at that everytime they take out a cigarette.My one friend said she would go as far as to move them from one pack to another just to avoid the images. I know they are suppose to make you stop and think, but the impotence ad makes me laught. (Maybe becuase I don't smoke)

Last week we were having a discussion on the new warning labels cigarettes have. After seeing a few I think they would be fairly effective. No one wants to stare at that everytime they take out a cigarette. My one friend said she would go as far as to move them from one pack to another just to avoid the images. I know they are suppose to make you stop and think, but the impotence ad makes me laugh. (Maybe because I don't smoke)

Woo hoo, I have made the move. Finally a place to call my own, and it only took me 2 weeks to move everything over and add a new feel to some of the pages.

Did I tell you that I saw Dave last week? I did, and he looked really pissed. I guess things in the loft aren't going that well these days. He is much smaller in real life than I expected. I guess I dwarf just about anyone but still, he was small.

Another long day. My parents know that I have a web site and I mostly glaze over the fact because I don't want them to read it. Today my Mom wanted to know what was on it. I told her that I just say whatever is on my mind, and I even talk about her. Not a good thing to say. She just kept going on saying dumb things. She is so caught up on appearances sometimes. I think she only cares about how she is portrayed on the site and that is why she was bitchening so much. It's not like what I say about her is ever going to affect her.

Going out for lunch with a lot of women can be dangerous. They just kept talking and talking. Topics included marriage, male strip joints and children. The only interesting quote was "I want a little geek", that's the type of child she wants. Weird.

I love this sunny weather. Finally everyone in the office has something in common. Spring Fever. Everyone makes longing glances outside and is dressed down. No business suits or ties, just golf shirts and sweaters. I like these days, I feel like less of a slob.

I had so many things to say but now I forget them. You really do need to strike when the pen is hot. I just got out of a conference call. Some people just like to hear their own voice. I wish I could shut them up. They never shut up.

Ha ha S Club 7 sucks. Their music is manufactured and so is their image. I am not surprised they got caught with pot.

It’s a thousand degrees in the office and I am not myself today, I am ever-so-slightly hung over boy. Last night I went out with a friend for a few drinks after work. That few turned into 5 pitchers between us. By the last pitcher I was pretty much done and couldn’t finish the beer we had paid for. That’s okay though, as long as you know your limits I think you are doing pretty well.



In the spirit of trying to do something different so I can stop bitching that my life is boring, I actually tried to pick up the waitress. Besides my usual flirting and talking with her, I left my name, number and a little note. I don’t expect to hear from her at all but I tried to change the situation and that’s what counts. Never settle for anything, change what you can.

My computer is totally messed. I made the mistake of trying to install some java app and it corrupted the partition of my hard drive with the OS on it and now my computer doesn’t know how to start anymore. This puts a kink in my plans, so don’t expect any big announcements too soon. On the bright side, I have something to do when I go home this weekend a nice new rebuild to get my system ready for OS X. Here comes unix stability, woo hoo!

I have a new idea that I can’t wait to tell you. Too bad it’s going to have to wait.

Winamp has no concept of what "random" is, it keeps playing the same damn songs over and over again and skips ones that it hasn't played yet.

My referrer logs are possessed today, it says I have 18,000 hits from bookmarks which account for 932.2% of traffic. Too bad that I reset my stats not too long ago and I am only close to 2000 hits. Also, we can't have more than 100% can we.

For those of you that haven't had the opportunity to party with me, you may be surprised once you do. My friends and I have been playing this game that you can touch breasts and ass as long as you say the right comment. Here are the rules if you ever want to play. To touch an ass you must say "Good Game", "MVP" will let you fully grab the ass. If you say "All Star" you will get the opportunity to grab some breasts. For more advanced players "most improved player" can be thrown in the rotation, this will allow the grabbing of the crotch. (Only for players comfortable for one another, we haven't made it to this level for fear of an orgy breakout)



Have fun playing. I promise you won't get tired of playing it, especially in bars because everyone gives you looks and can't believe that you just did that.

Last night I worked late so I am hoping to leave my corporate cage early today. Don't expect many posts this weekend as I am going to celebrate St Paddy's day in Waterloo and won't be home again until Sunday. Have a good weekend everyone.



In other news, tomorrow is Tracy's birthday. There I have publicly outed her.

This post is brought to you by a drunk brad who got that way with a couple pitchers of beer. I hope that you are all happy. Have a drink and think of me!

I am still stuck @ work. I want to go. It especially sucks cause I am just hanging around waiting for someone to approve something.

Nothing very exciting has been happening in my life. No conflict I guess. My roommate and I coexist pretty naturally. I don’t even register that he is around anymore because I spend most of my time in my room (I only notice that he hasn’t done his dishes in a couple days), only coming out for the necessities of life. I am use to this habit though, I have been living out of my room since my first year of University and it didn’t really change because I have lived with strangers too many times when I am in T.O., it is a completely different story when I am at school because I seem to have a life there.



All this solitude has given me time to do a whole lot of thinking which results in me bitching about how boring my life is right now and that I need to get some “action” because it has been way too long since I even went on a date or something of that nature. It wouldn’t be so bad if there were at least prospects but none of them pan out and I am not the type to pick up in a bar, so I have to wait silently until new people are infused into my circle of friends.



But, I have the weekends and they have been really great. I keep getting really hammered and enjoying myself. This weekend will be no exception with its Frothy Green Beer and everyone’s optimistic attitudes. Thank God for weekends otherwise we would be stuck indoors until someone cracked and killed somebody and then we would get time off while they cleaned up the mess.

Alicia was voted off “the island” last night and as much as I would like to see Jerri leave she is a necessity to the show, she is the conflict and without her we would be watching Elisabeth and Kentucky Joe hug all day long while Nic sleeps. The other thing that is bothering me a bit lately is everyone complaining that Amber is too quiet. I think that maybe, just maybe Amber is playing the game well. You have heard the adage “keep your friends close and your enemies closer”, maybe that is all she is doing. She can ride Jerri’s wave into the final four and then do her thing. Last season Kelly made it to the final 2 and she wasn’t prominently displayed in the first episodes either. Amber’s quietness could just be how the show has been presenting her to us. Just wait a few episodes and maybe she will do something that will surprise everyone.

I received this in an email today, just to clarify, do you think I should call tonight? yes or no? The first thing that popped in my head was when I was in grade school and we used to pass notes around. They went something like this, Do you like Sarah Michelle? Circle yes or no. Then you would circle the appropriate answer and return it to the sender. There was also a variation that involved check boxes.



I think we should still pursue love this way, that way we can avoid confusion and stop trying to read something between the lines that just isn't there.

Happy Pi day everyone. I have to celebrate because I am a sick sick mathie deep down inside, I just don't like to admit it.

Lately I feel like life is happening to everyone else but me. I am in a movie but never the main character, always the supporting actor. I get to watch as life happens to everyone else. Maybe life is happening to me, it’s just a boring one. No soap opera elements, no cliffhanger endings and no conflict.



My life really has no conflict. For as long as I can remember nothing bad has ever happened to me. I have led a charmed life I guess. No one I cared for has ever died so I have never had to deal with death. I have never failed at anything in my life; I always seem to pass, even if it is a close shave. I haven’t even had the chicken pox. I haven’t had to deal with a lot, I always seem to have what I need or make do without.



I think I am living life ass backwards. I get to experience things through other people. I console them when something bad happens. I get to see the pain and despair but never have to feel it.

Yesterday my sister and I looked through all the old photographs that we could get our hands on. They were pretty much all over the place. Some were in albums and others in boxes. I look back at all those photos and realize that sometimes being the baby of the family sucks. There are barely any pictures of me. Most of them are of my older sister and brother. Even after I was born I still was not included in many of the shots of them standing beside one another. Which leaves the question, where the hell was I?



My theory is that I was showered with attention so there was no time for pictures to be taken which is really a reach but denial is always better than acceptance.



It is neat to look at how we change. When I was a kid I had white hair. It was so white that it is blinding, now I have dark brown hair. Some things haven’t changed; in most pictures I can still be found hanging off of pretty girls.



I also found my baby book and scanned it for the key moments of my life. I was born at 1:55am and weighed 7lbs 8oz. The only other interesting thing was my first 2 words, “mine” and “go”. I presume I needed “go” to get my brother to leave me alone. This had no affect since he tortured and pummeled me for years and years after that. The other word just reflects my selfish nature, which I am still trying to overcome.

Last week when I was in San Francisco we were eating at a resturant and sitting rather close to another table since the restaurant was quite busy and we didn't want to wait for a more private table. This would have been been all right if the 2 guys beside us weren't having such a deep conversation that we could hear every word of. They were talking about relationships etc and it just felt like a conversation that we shouldn't have been hearing. Needless to say we finished dinner quickly and left.

When I lived in residence in my first year of University we always had a good time. There were 2 floors of guys and 1 floor of girls. The girls were a little weird and had a slogan for our house. It went like this "East 6, come for the toliets and stay for the porn". We were an odd bunch.

I just had my co-op coordinator come in and give me the usual series of job-related questions.



How is the job? (Okay)

Do you like it? (I’m not ecstatic about it)

What are you doing? (Writing collateral and surfing the net because I am bored most of the time)

How much are you paid an hour? (None of your business)

Do you have any more work reports left to write? (No, they are all done)

Do you plan on returning? (Hell no!)

How would you rank this job? (6)



The last one I felt guilty about. I picture my boss coming in and going “Et tu Brad” and then toppling over. It’s not management’s fault here, it is just that the merger has slowed down everyone and there isn’t really enough work right now because many things have to be straightened out. I had to give them a 6, I gave them an 8 last time and this work term was suppose to be better which is wasn’t so I had no choice. “You forced my hand”.



Then she gave me her card and I am looking at it now. She has her BSc and MBA. What the hell is she doing, she could get a job that is a thousand times better than asking a bunch of ego-inflated co-ops about their craptacular jobs. She must be a burn out or on crack.

I am back home now and the bitter weather greeted me. I can see why poeple would like to live in Caifornia. I guess on the flip side I would miss snow if I hadn't seen it in a while. Maybe you can file it in to "the grass is always greener on the otherside" files.

The new apple Rip.Mix.Burn. commercial is way too funny. I am glad that apple seems to have left the weird product shot commercials behind.

My flight was delayed an hour yesterday because of the snow in Toronto but I did make it to San Francisco. Most of the wait was for our crew to come and then we had to be de-iced. I have never been a plane that was de-iced before. It was kind of neat. A sort if fire engine truck came out (it was named elephant B) and sprayed the plane down, it was like being in a giant carwash. The flight itself was okay; there wasn’t really enough entertainment. The movie was Billy Elliot and then they played a whole bunch of these little film clips that sucked so I found myself in this weird place between being awake and being asleep.



So now I am just working in the office and am in between meetings. Tonight should be good, I am going to party it up in San Francisco. I also can't seem to escape the song E.I by Nelly. I have heard it on the plane, radio, bars and gym.

I am heading out to San Mateo for a couple days, so new entries may be at a minimum. On a side note: I watched the Lone Gunmen last night, it was about terrorists crashing a plane. Probably not the best choice to watch before flying.

I don’t take criticism very well yet. Even though I have pumped out several pieces of collateral over the last year I managed to find the style that my boss liked best and went with it. I am working on a new piece right now and my boss who made some minor revisions to it liked it, so I sent it off to another new person to review after I made the changes. It just came back and it is very red. There are comments everywhere and I found myself defending all my mistakes. I really don’t like to be wrong or make mistakes. My new conclusion is that there aren’t any mistakes its just that you can’t make everyone happy with what you write because each reviewer is different. They possess different knowledge on the subject, biases and preferences. It is impossible to satisfy everyone, all you can do is find a happy median.

Another action packed weekend for me. I only have 2 days to do so many things but I am almost done. Yesterday I went up to Waterloo to find a place to live for the summer. We did, it is between both Universities (UW and WLU) which is great since I have classes at both next term. There is a nice patio that is perfect for hung over mornings, you just sit in the shade with a coffee and fresh air.


Last night I got trashed again. I opted for some coolers instead of the usual beer and the reason was that I wanted to have 7% alocohol instead of Coronas 4.something. It was a good choice because I was gone and thoroughly enjoyed myself at the bar. The other semi highlight was the spotage of Neve Campbell's sister. Not that it is a huge deal it was just cool to see how much she looks like her sister.


I am also getting more excited to go to San Mateo. It will be a good experience and the biggest time change I have ever travelled so I am sure jetlag is going to be a bitch when I am trying to party it up with the brother.

Why is it that the last hour on a Friday is the busiest?


Everything has been confirmed, I wll be flying out to SanFrancisco on Monday night and returning on Thursday. It should be a good trip. I finally get to see my brother and his place, meet people I have been talking to in the other office and take over a new project. I am hoping this will be a good project with lots of new experiences for me.


It has also been confirmed that my DVD player did arrive.



I was also accosted by the badge police. They threated to lock me up in the boardroom until my boss could come and fish me out. Good thing I talked my way out of it because my boss is in San Mateo for the next few weeks. I would have been in there awhile.

A moment in time: July 31st, 2000 - The first entry, using blogger that is.

I am such a tard. After hearing people get bitched out all day yesterday about not wearing their security badges I forgot mine at home this morning. Hopefully I can avoid the badge police all day.

If you are in TO and want to go to an art show check this one out.

Ha ha ha. I beat the man. I beat the man. He thought he could get me down but I beat the man. Remember that whole DVD debacle? Well, I received an email from my brother that a package for me was delivered to his house for me today. There is a 99% chance that it is my DVD player. The one I was told I could no longer get. Ha ha I beat the man.

I have had this site for a while now, and I am still uncomfortable with some people reading it. I don’t EVER want my mother to read this site. It would most likely shatter the illusions of grandeur she has of me. Also, I don’t want work people to read it. I haven’t really formed any sort of bond with them and sometimes I place things up that could come back to haunt me like that time you puked on a table at some strangers house (not that has ever happened to me). Plus they would find out way more about your personal life than you would have disclosed to them in the first place.



So now you are faced with 2 choices in what you present on your site: the whole truth or just bits and pieces. I have decided to go with the bits and pieces. No more posts about things that can get back to me. No more I hate person X or I love person Y. The risk is to great and before you know it you are in grade 2 with a thousand different people harassing you about the situation. If I wanted to be hassled would have told people and not posted the story. So from now on I am going to very vague about situations and give no indication to how I know people etc. I guess it is just my way of covering my back.



Hopefully this new format won’t change much. I am a fickle person anyway so it may not last long.



Oh yeah and if anyone ever asks me any questions I will deny deny deny!

Woo hoo, I get to go to SanFrancisco within the next 2 weeks!