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carnal marathons eh... sounds like my kind of athleticism ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D


in other news, i got meself a pair of tickets for me and the lady to see The English Beat at the Orifice on saturday, i really like their older stuff so it should be pretty good!

also, i'm torn between saving up for my trip to .jp in august and wanting my own car, or an apartment... so many things, so little money! lol


it's 3:40am and my work week begins in just over seven hours

SO, i just had a wild day yesterday. here is how it went (times are approximate):
08:45 - woke up, ate small breakfast, hung out, drove home
11:00 - got home, ate some more stuff, burned a couple CD's
13:30 - headed out on the road to Toronto
15:00 - got to Simon's place (traffic was light)
15:30 - headed out down Islington to the Gardiner, to go see Meiko's gallery
16:30 - got to the Distillery district (traffic was HEAVY)
16:35 - walked through some sort of interior design place, there was a very comfy-looking bed, with a VERY comfy looking pretty girl on it wearing PJ's. She invited Simon and I to come get comfy with her, but we declined.
16:36 - gallery was closed :(
16:40 - got lost in Toronto, found a small street at Bloor and Castle Frank which had some *beautiful* houses
16:50 - went to Goodfoot to check out a hat and some shoes, bought neither (either i'm getting old or street fashion is getting stupid)
17:10 - met up with Yiwen
17:45 - got to Front street to try to find a restaurant Rob Z mentioned to me a couple weeks ago, coincidence would have it that the spot i decided to just park and wander around looking for somewhere else just happened to be in front of the place i wanted, Papillon on Front
18:00 - dinner consisting of: cote-du-rhone, salmon fillet in dill sauce, banana crepe.
20:00 - drive Yiwen home
20:15 - arrive at Simon's place to down one of the two big cans of red bull, get directions to the place and change into some nicer clothings
21:30 - left for Guvernment/Koolhaus to go see Armin van Buuren spinning live
21:55 - arrival, shelling out amazing amounts for parking and waiting in line
22:55 - i get in, Cale is supposed to call me when he gets there so i can give him his ticket, but my cell phone died so he was unable to reach me
23:30 - Matthew Dekay goes on, his tunes are alright but he cuts the bass too much
01:30 - Glenn Morrison goes on, his tunes are far better, maybe because he actually produces
03:00 - Markus Schulz goes on, the best spinning so far, playing more hits than the other two, but something was missing....
04:00 - about to take off because i couldn't find out how to get to the other MASSIVE room when someone asks me if i had been to see Armin spin yet, and he told me how to get there
04:02 - made my way into the room with Armin in it, it was huuuuuuge! and the crowd was going insane for him. i guess i'd missed half of his set but it was still crazy
04:40 - people start crowd-diving from the stage, security doesn't like it but Armin has probably seen crazier
04:55 - Armin's set ends, i decide i've had enough for the night and get in line for coat check.
05:00 - i get into the car, down the other big can of red bull and rip up the Gardiner on-ramp, i was already up to speed halfway up the ramp :) my route was QEW-403-401
06:30 - i stop at the Woodstock service station to take a break from driving, i was beginning to fall asleep out on the road. i get some juice, tea and a donut, and just relax in the parking lot.
07:00 - take off for london, but instead of heading home i go to Dingman drive near Old Victoria road and take advantage of the fact that i'm never up for sunrise and snap some shots of the GTI pre-dawn
07:50 - i get home, toss off my clothes and fall into bed. i manage to get one post off on my facebook page before i completely die of exhaustion.

so almost 24 whole hours of happenings, 1/3 spent driving, 1/3 spent dancing, 1/3 spent doing in-between stuff like eating.

good thing i don't work today.

Do not think that this site does not Chinese readers, even pitiful you also can not read English, you roll it ~ bumpkin !!!!!

also, jesse has been helping me out tremendously with my idea of making everything on the website dynamically generated so i don't have to spend hours at the keyboard to update the site

on to the pics:
the last one on page 10, all of pages 11-13

http://blueslug.ca
go go go!

here are the thumbs but i'm too lazy to make them links just go to the site

i didn't go emo or anything so i'm still here.

cast adrift while she jumps ship, i spiral around in a whirlpool of pain and sadness

a void the size of my heart has been left in my life. where there was once jubilance and joy there is now but quiet and cold.
coming home to an empty bed, cold nights, cold sweats, crying myself to sleep. the cats don't want to see me any more (not least Slip, he seems afraid of me).

the right half of the closet is bare, a desolate reminder of the last nine months when my space was hers. now it's just mine again, but it doesn't feel the same.

it doesn't feel like home any more, even if it was home before her.

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she got home from work friday night, i was asleep already. starting around four pm she was having a very long text-message conversation, like a while, and it woke me up. i asked her who it was, if it was so important. no answer, she just pulled the blanket over her head and kept texting behind it. so i got fed up, went downstairs for a bath, and came back up an hour later or so with her asleep. when i woke up the next morning, i took a look at her phone (prying and distrustful i know, but in hindsight perfectly justified) and read what i wish i never had.
someone else's meat-hooks in my woman, the predictable testosterone-fueled immediate response. i had just started breakfast and was getting ready for work. shaking, i waited for her to come back upstairs to get some of the things she needed for the day. i asked her about it. she said a few things which i may or may not have believed, i told her how upset i was right then and there, and i told her to be gone, along with her things, by the time i got back home from work (four hours later). i was at that point becoming incredibly upset.

("merry fucking christmas" i heard myself utter to her as i was on my way out)

on the way to work i found myself screaming with rage, it's a wonder i didn't crash the car. i pounded the steering wheel, the seat, i yelled at other drivers for being fools (who did they think they were anyway???). so i got to work, we had a very large take-out order to fulfill, i told my boss that i might not be at 100% efficiency due to what had happened mere minutes before, he said to try to separate work from home and just get through the day and worry about the details later. so i ploughed through the order, made ten of the nicest futomaki you've ever seen, and around an hour into my shift, i started to feel horrible, like i had a tennis ball lodged in my throat. i could barely stand up, i felt like i was going to vomit. i didn't, though, since i wasn't sick. it was all psychosomatic. so my boss said to me "go home, we'll get someone else to cover". i apologized and managed to drive home.
this was two hours after i left for work. everything was gone when i got back (as i had demanded), and i was immediately gutted. my heart hit the floor, and then i hit the bed, and sobbed myself to sleep for a few hours. michael called to see if i was alright to come in for the dinner shift, but i said no and continued to rest.
i tried eating something later that night, but the tennis ball didn't allow for it. even the next day i couldn't put down much. at lunch-time at work on monday, i tried to eat what Ken-san had prepared for me, but the measly two mouthfulls of rice threatened to come back up and i didn't have it in me to force myself any further. it's been more or less that way since.

friends and family have been helping me get through this, trying their best to console a dejected whiner (but i have the right to be one right now!), and it's much appreciated.

still though, the pain lingers, the loss, the emptiness. i've been sleeping on her spot of the bed to cover her scent with mine, but it's still there. even my computer brings me pain, she had things on it, and we watched certain shows together. i see a corolla on the road and i think it might be her. every little thing reminds me of what i had just last week and is now who knows where probably having a wonderful time without me (them's the breaks though)

i've been slowly eating bit by bit more, tonight i managed to finish around a quarter of my dinner, and snacked a bit on some vegetables... i don't want to be an anorexic or anything but for whatever reason, maybe the fact that i was eating breakfast when i confronted her about all of this, i just can't eat all that much lately no matter how hungry i get.

gah. time to wrap this up, eh? don't want to write a novel now, it may not be worth the trouble.

happy new year?

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/National_debt_by_U.S._presidential_terms

so, it would seem that in recent years (since Nixon), every democratic president has reduced national debt when compared to the GDP, and every republican has *increased* it. So basically when they campaign that all the democrats do is tax and spend, it's not exactly true, and it is evident that the GOP is not exactly skilled at spending on (i suspect) anything other than the national military-industrial complex that takes up, oh, half of their federal fucking budget. warmongers

:)

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(the old splash page greeting from the Monkeyhouse back in 2001! zomg!)

http://tangrala.blogspot.com/2008/02/gummi-venus-de-milo.html

i have a shatload more photos on the way for my website too, since i've been shooting with Tom's 105mm macro lens, i <3 it so much

Yay! it's been a while, so i have 72 new pictures this time, and two fresh pages (full). i'm too tired to post individual links so just go to blueslug.ca and navigate! to pages 8, 9 or 10. only the very last (bottom-right) picture on page 8 is new, and all of page 9 and 10 are new.

w00t!