Apocalypse Now!

Ok, so I've been listening to a lot of Islands and The Unicorns lately (same guys, slightly different sounds) and they're making me feel really good about the end of the world. Listening to them makes me think about how shitty humans have been to this world and I almost feel good about us getting what we deserve. And for some reason I have come to this reality that we aren't going to repair things, and shit is going to hit the fan (have you visualised shit hitting a fan?). And these guys do such a great job of making it almost like a celebration of our retardation. I mean we should all be ashamed but just see the irony in our actions. Humans are parasites, I think we don't belong in the universe, we are some terrible acccident. We are the anti-christ of the universe. However out first challenge is to destroy our our own planet, it takes time people.

So we should love each other because colectively we can destroy the universe, one generation at a time.

I mean I want to be kind to the Earth but it's just not gonna happen. I also want to see people who have really caused damage to get their just desserts for their actions. I mean I don't want to die but I will anyways, and why not see everyone go down with me. We can die collectively.

However, this idea of us all dying just means we lose. The Earth wins again, cause it will recover, and we as a race will not.

So in conclusion I just want to thank Islands and The Unicorns for this sense of enlightenment.

Cheers the end of life as we know it,

You don't deserve a Title

So in all the time that I have lived here, the only person to visit me has been Scotty. There is something wrong here. What do I have to do to get someone to pay me a visit? Right now my schedule is completely open. The problem is I have very little money, but I figure I need to offer something just to get somebody here.

So I'll feed you, maybe even provide some alcohol. I know a few good places we can go to. I wish there were some shows or something coming up here.

I make a really good teryaki salmon stir fry. I also make some other good things.

If you would seriously consider coming down here, then tell me you're interested, but if you say you will and don't, then don't bother, I don't need you playing with my feelings like that.

Shame on you,

Tristan

Know Your Garbage

So you know how Vice has the gross jar? Well at my house we have the gross garbage can. One day I was trying to clean up this place (which I did a fuicking good job of all things considered) and I came upon the dreaded garbage can of unbagged garbage from last September. For some reason I was feeling ambitious and decided to empty the receptacle. I came to discover that some brown liquid oozed out and in Guelph you cannot put wet garbage in a clear garbage bag. So I panicked and tried to get it all back in the can, but infortunately the brown juice came spilling out and this stuff had the immense odour of SHIT. Now I know Vice puts some pretty sick shit in their jar, but I get the feeling that this smell can be achieved by any combination of rotting garbage with the right amount of time. Luckily I didn't gag, but it did make feel the need to take a shit. I was also recovering from being sick at the time and was not 100%. I had to shovel much of this garbage back into the container with a shovel. The smell was very overpowering and I seeped into my house which was quite unpleasant. After reclosing the receptacle, I had to come up with some way to get rid of this fly attracting juice. So I went to retrieve the hose, which to my dismay was gone, since it belonged to my former roomate and landlord who moved out. So that sucked. I then went into the house, found a bucked filled it with hot water and dish soap and did a few rounds of splashing and directing it onto the soft gravel part of the driveway. Then I ran back into the house, disgusted with what had happened and a bitter feeling towards my roomates. You know how when you do something around the house that means you are cleaning up after your roomates? I know you do, and you just feel bitter doing it cause you're the unlucky sucker who is responsible? This is when good qualities are a bad thing.

So in conclusion, be an asshole. An inconsiderate Asshole.

Time comes and Goes

So I haven't written in a long time.

I have not been inspired. Not much has been inspiring. I don't really know what's up with me. I feel like I've been a ghost except to Jess. My days focus around cooking, looking for work and going to my part-time job at Sears when I have to. I have been experiencing some new things like new work and new roomates, but none of it is exciting. All I can think about is making money and coooking. What is up with that? I need my good friends around me. I have friends in Guelph but all I have in common with them is school and living in Guelph and being 21ish. Why does that seem like enough in most cases?

I need the people who made me who I am around me. The friends I have here have not changed me at all. I don't want to get nostalgic, I just want more people around me who inspire me and enrich my life. And this goes waaaay back too. I don't just mean my friends from London, though mainly I do, I recently reconnected with friends I had pre-puberty and I would love a chance to reconnect with them, for better or worse. But I can only connect with you guys through my blog or msn, but I can't get the juices I need from you guys this way. It just doesn't work like that, I need you in front of me, I think the site of you faces and voices are what get the juices flowin'.

I need to read a book or something. I have a few. I've got Naked Pictures of Famous People by Jon Stewart, Shopgirl by Steve Martin. Vice will suffice when they come in the mail, though I'm feeling like all I read in there is lies now, it is still entertaining.

Ryno is in Australia. That's pretty cool. I wish I had the resources to do things like that. I will live vicariously through his experience when he returns though.

I am trying to get a job at a moving company. It will pay $12/hr. which sounds pretty good. I tried to apply for a full-time day camp leader but the e-mail address on the posting was wrong. I think that would have been good. I don't get enough exposure to kids, I feel like I need it, I don't want to forget what being a kid was like.

So I guess I should make some more plans to connect with friends. My job situation is too in the air right now, maybe things will clear up soon.

So the key thing is here, you can give me all the inspiration advice you want about where I can find it, but the fact of the matter is that I find it in my friends, and right now nothing can help that.

So turkey chili it is today, and some lovely tunes. Song of the week: This Day - Sleepy Jackson (itunes understands me, it just randomly played it for me)

I was kinda close to winning the lottery ($14 mill.) and yes i buy a ticket once in a while cause I don't waste my money on coffee and ciggy's like other people, plus i was raised in very resourceful family that was somewhat poor, but didn't show it because we know how to make $40 000/yr. look like $80 000/yr.

Here were my #'s: 02 17 21 25 31 48
The winning #'s: 01 17 24 29 34 46

Send me some e-love, Tristan