Intertwined Bloggery

Do you ever have one of those days where you just need to step back from your life and take a breather. For some reason, I am having one of those today. I came downstairs to only check my e-mail and then while listening to random i tunes songs this one came on and it incompasses exactly how I feel.

Breaking Up The Girl
by Garbage

In a modern culture
My friend you must be careful
They’ve got million ways to kill you

In this dangerous world
There’s an art to growing old
Taking chances
Magic happens

One mistake’s all it takes
And your life has come undone
Walk away cause you’re breaking up the girl
It’s a drag
I know it’s hard
But you’re tearing her apart
Walk away cause you’re breaking up the girl

I am afraid there’s much to be afraid of
Here today and gone tomorrow
Don’t end up in the gutter
Just like the one before
You’re just the same
You’re such a loser

One mistake’s all it takes
And your life has come undone
Walk away cause you’re breaking up the girl
It’s a drag
I know it’s hard
But you’re tearing her apart
Walk away cause you’re breaking up the girl

You’ve got to let her go because you’re breaking up the girl
The girl

One mistake’s all it takes
And your life has come undone
Walk away cause you’re breaking up the girl
It’s a drag
I know it’s hard
But you’re tearing her apart
Walk away cause you’re breaking up the girl

You’re breaking up the girl
You’re breaking up the girl
The girl

For some strange reason while listening to this song something just clicked and shook me. I was thrown for a perverbeal loop. The fog had lifted and I was myself again.

Polo Park Sunday, November 20 10:00 show!

Hey for anyone interested I am guerilla savaging Polo Park sunday night in order to see Harry Potter 4. If interested let me know. Show time is either 10:00 pm or 10:30pm as I haven’t decided yet which showing to go to. It doesn’t matter as HP reeks of awesomeness.

Yesterday after meeting one of Josh’s profs, I whilest shaking his hand blurted out ” It’s a pleasure meeting you, I hear you are a love machine.” NOw I don’t know where it came from me saying it, but I know where the thought came from. Needless to say Mugatu was taken aback, as was I, and Josh was just left standing there mouth open and laughing. Oh the calamity.

Seeing as Christmas is coming up in 50 days today, that means that there is only 49 viable shopping days left. So, I have decided to make my christmas list

List
1- Ipod- which my mom is going to buy me
2- Books- most notably; Terry, and Souvenir 1&2 of Canada by Douglas Coupland.
3- Black zip up hoodie
4- Movies- The new batman, where the heart is, zatoichi (the newest cut the blind swordsman), charlie and the chocolate factory (new with Johnny Depp), vanishing point, Nightmare before christmas, any season of southparks, meet the fockers, and probably more to come.
5- Money
6- Gift certificates to anywhere I’m not picky (ecxept MCDonalds not funny)

What not to buy
1- Chocolates
2- PJ’s
3- Socks
4- Shampoo products
5- Candles
6- anything pink or purle

I hope that was helpful!

Why do people find it necessary to post song lyrics on their blogs. Almost every blog I have read does this. People just post the lyrics, they don’t ever make any comments about them, or point out anything interesting, or give hidden trivia facts. THey just lazily slap together by cutting and pasting some song lyrics together. Hmmm that reminds me,

WE DON’T MIND By HAYDEN Album EVERYTHING I LONG FOR
——–
in walls
a tuesday morning, November
i slept at your house the night before
we couldn’t wait to get up to go for
a big breakfast in an old fashioned diner
a full meal six coffee refills later
we both have to be at work in an hour
let’s call in sick i suggest to her
i’ll call your boss and tell her that you’re under
the weather, you’ll call mine, you’ll tell her
that i’m very sick and that
you’re my mother
so we walk down the street
looking for a phone booth we
rehearse what we’re going to say
so that we can have this day….away
we find a phone booth with room for two
i call your boss and i don’t speak the truth
they’re pretty mad about you but…they’ll get through
you call my work in my mother’s voice
they believe you…..and it starts to rain outside
in our phone booth we hide
it doesn’t let up until 5
squished together we don’t mind
we don’t mind

This is my favourite Hayden song, btw. I just thought I should join the craze. Conform to the system, be damned by the man. Just doing my duty!

SRW,
If you are reading this, I firmly believe that you owe me a telephone call. I know you are busy, but you have dropped the ball my friend.

Being in the line of work I am I routinely see a diverse range o f people in financial turmoil. People think that those who get payday loans are all scuzzy, smelly, and gross. But it is in my opinion that for the most part these are the people who pay their debts, and because of the vicious cycle have to reborrow, but it is the ‘classier’ middle class people who never do and are sent to collections.

Now this has brought me to an interesting quandry. Until you see people in severe financial diress, you can not actually appreciate money to its full extent. The value of a dollar has never been so clearly outlined for me as has become apparent from my line of work. Also being on portage, just past Arlington, you see a wild grab bag of characters walking up and down the streets d/t the nut house just down the block, but the people outside seem so desolate at times eating out of garbage cans and sleeping in the alley way. The Wolesley residents to the south seem to just ignore the situation like mold growing on a corner wall. You see large stately homes next to Manitoba housing ‘projects’ it’s really a fascinating area.

But back to my point. I have come to the realization that eventually I will die, and what is the point of working hard and saving my money for nothing, so I vow to always live life to the fullest and spend all my money- which I have been doing a lot of lately. Luckily I am over paid to do such a dull job. As my youth will soon be lost to Davey Jones’ Locker, I plan to have as much fun as I can. Life will catch up with you if you let it, so you must always be one step ahead.

Earlier this week, Wednesday to be exact my regular crew (Josh and Jon Symons) and I attended the Cuff the Duke concert at the Pyramid. An excellent show for only $12.00. What a deal, what a show! Cuff the duke’s sound has been described as ‘the fusion of old-time country, indie rock and art-prog experimentation’. They have two discs; LIfe Stories for Minimum Wage (2002) and Cuff the Duke (2005). Both excellent discs that deserve a spin, so you should go buy them. The new cd is available at HMV for only $7.99!

But aside from that big rave, the purpose of this post is to complain about the straight from a Canad-Inns bar two stupid bottle blonde bar chicks that were sitting with a group of males of comparable intellegence who almost ruined the show for us as they were talking through the whole show! Those fucking chicks even had the nerve to purchase merch (shirts and buttons). I hate those kind of people that go to concerts to buy the merch for instant cred. Yuck. As I clutched my own shirt in my hand I was disgusted. You could tell these chicks had never even heard of the band before. I still can’t get over how they talked the whole way through the concert! At one point I said loudly ” I wonder if some people even realize that a concert is going on here”, now the chicks obviously heard this as they shut their suck holes for a bit, but the silence was too much for them. They were the type of girls that would take anyone home, and sleep with roadies to get close to ‘the band’. It was obviouse that with two girls and three guys the odds were good for the fellows, but I felt bad for the one guy who you could tell actually wanted to be there, but alas all sympathy is lost due to the fact that he associated with those heinous barflies. They were proof positive as to why I hate the bar. They (the two hooches) each had one drink and were totally pretending that they were ‘loose’ oh wait they probably are.

I hate when you go to shows and there is some kind of idiot that has potential to ruin the music experience for you. People you already graduated from High School, grow up!!!

With the impending hike is gas prices I wonder when it will actually happen. I know on friday all the radio stations were saying it was going to spike to 176.9 and I am told it did in a few areas mainly Transcona and St. Vital. Luckily, here in sunny Mennoville NK gas remains at a lovely 103.9. It’s funny to see people be whipped into a frenzy because of a sudden hike. They start to plan alternate routes or modes of transportation, they try to carpool, or just not go/do anything. I laugh because this is a good plan, but after about three or four days of roughing it, the people come to their senses and just go back to their old routines. People recognize that Winnipeg is not a pedestrian/ transit friendly city. Cars rule the road, and need gas to function.
Now if cars could run off of human gas productions now that would be the life!