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  <title>Bluh?</title>
  <subtitle>Shmuh.</subtitle>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:friend_guy:24837</id>
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    <title>friend_guy @ 2008-02-17T02:22:00</title>
    <published>2008-02-17T07:26:23Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-17T07:29:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Ugh, I just saw a facebook group called "I Use my Cell Phone to See in the Dark". Like...fucking obviously, everyone does. There are so many groups that are just entitled after things that everyone does that's like common sense, but not always brought up. I hate comedians who do this too, like...UGH! "I lift the toilet seat up before I go to the washroom!" Fuck me, I could start a facebook group and have a million people join thinking I was the first genius to vocalize the thing that they along with millions of others do. And then they think they're special because not many people join the group, thinking the exact same way I am right now. "I slide on hardwood floors when I'm wearing socks!" "I put on a hat when it's cold outside!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck off!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:friend_guy:24090</id>
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    <title>"I'm Baaack!" - Kyle 1</title>
    <published>2008-02-06T08:01:48Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-06T08:01:48Z</updated>
    <lj:music>My entire psp music library on the way home!</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Hokay, here we go, my montreal post:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll toss in some commentary, but for the sake of documentation, I'm gonna focus on mostly listing what I actually did over the 3-4 days I was gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after work on saturday, I caught the 8:00 bus to the good ol' MTL. I basically just informed Cody that I would be staying with him over the next few days. So I met up with him, and then we headed to Graham's big party. In the metro, a very sketch man sat next to Cody and I and asked what we were up to. Cody played along with the man, assuming he'd subside I guess, but the man wouldn't let up. He kept asking us to go back to his house, and put his hand on Cody's inner thigh, and Cody didn't even flinch! He just kept saying that we had made a promise to go to this party, and he was a man of his word. I ended up standing up 'cause I thought the metro was coming, so Cody just stood up and apologised, and we went to the other side to wait for the metro that wasn't actually coming for another 5 minutes. Cody was pretty freaked out, and I wouldn't have just stood up if I'd known it was another metro coming! Anyway, we headed to the party. It was...odd. I hadn't been to a party in a while. Like 30+ people all stuffed into a small appartment, a couple good friends, a handful of old acquaintances and familiar faces, and the majority, people I've never seen before. So Cody and I strolled around, trying to look cool, but there were no hipster chicks, so we didn't look cool, though one creepy kid told me he really liked my "look". He was foreign and kept sitting next to me and putting his arm around me. I got the feeling that nobody wanted him there for some reason. Anyway, we ended up talking to Ericbent and he let us have a couple of his beers, and by the bottom of two bottles, cody and I had a good buzz going 'cause we're lightweights. We had to pee really bad, and there were people throwing up in the bathroom (along with the kitchen sink and Graham's room), so Cody, Joel Villeneuve and I all peed off of Graham's balcony. After walking around, talking to people a bit more, we decided to bail, so we stole someone's beer and Joel's vodka (which we found out later was just full of water), and we left. Navigating the city drunk was fun, and we eventually made it back to Cody's dorm, where we jammed for a while downstairs with Cody's guitar and a cheap drumset with a busted open snare. It was quite fun. Then we were told we had to be quiet because there were some noise complaints (I was unaware people could hear us from the basement, Cody was surprised we were even allowed to play that long). So we headed back upstairs where the retarded roommates of cody were watching Entourage, which I was then forced to also watch. I really don't like that show. It's so boring and unfunny! Then we slept, ringing on a new day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cody's plan from day one was to paint shirts. He had shirts, and he had fabric paint, so that was gonna be our plan for the day. We also wanted to jam, so we went downstairs, but when we got their, we heard strange noises coming from the room. There was another band jamming, and all we heard was terrible screaming, and awful synth feedback, with disconnected drumhits. Pretty amusing, but it sucked that we couldn't jam. So we went into town, to a music store where Cody tried out a couple of amps, and the employees actually had to tell us to turn it down. The music store was pretty cool and big. Then we went to an art store and got one more colour of paint, and we also ate at St. Huberts because it was a sunday and I really wanted it, and we were both super hungry 'cause we hadn't eaten in a while. At some point during the day, Cody ran into a classmate who told him that they had an assignment due on the monday, so our day was cut short. I got a hold of Rhonda and Phil and Laura, so I met up with them at the Visual Arts building and let Cody work on his homework. I checked out Phil's sweet painting that he had been working on for a while, then we went back to Phil and LAura's. It was the most stereotypical boy/girl setup ever! Laura and Rhonda were sitting on the couch, both with laptops, both browsing facebook, while Phil and I sat in chairs, drinking a beer, and playing shooter videogames. Oh, btw, the game "skate" was the sweetest demo I've ever played, Stranglehold was intense and so fun, The Club was a fun 3rd person shooter, and Burnout Paradise was as sick as I'd imagined. So I thanked them for having me, and departed, not knowing that I would in fact be at that apartment two more times before leaving for Ottawa. Went back to Cody's, went to bed (I think. I don't think we did anything that night 'cause it was already a bit too late). Oh, I did go on the laptop for a while before going to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day, Cody woke me up after coming back from his class at 12:30, where he and his dumb roommate made fun of me for sleeping in that late (little do they know...). So I got up, and we went downstairs again to jam, which was fun, again. After that, Cody pitched the idea of Value Village, which is never as rewarding as I hope it will be. Went to the Namur station (which had the craziest light setup ever, I got a picture of it, I'll post all these on my facebook...though I only took like five pictures during the whole trip...whoops...) And we hiked to Value Village. found some 4 dollar converse for Cindy, and some cheap ass couches and desks and stuff which is good to know for when we move out, and Cody found some awful McGill Engineering Faculty shirt. Then we walked to Walmart to buy some bulk candy (Cody's idea) and we ate at a McDonalds IN the Walmart, which, in my opinion, is the most evil merger ever. Cody wanted to get to the Winners, but it was across some bridge and just way further away then it looked, so I convinced him to give up and we went back with our spoils. I had gotten a hold of Phil earlier (or he had gotten a hold on me) and we had setup playing video games again. I convinced Cody to come along. Rhonda wasn't there and Laura came later. Sadly I didn't see Rhonda again before I left :(. Phil apparently enjoyed the Burnout Paradise demo so much that he had gone out and bought the game that day, so we played that, mostly online, for about 3 hours, which was super fun. We turned the mic on and took turns speaking, and we got their voices to play out of the TV speakers for all of us to hear. We made fun of kids and old people, and it was great. then we showed Cody some of the demos, which I'm now recalling is the time I first tried the Skate demo and was blown away. Then we went home and slept, again I went on the computer for a bit first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TUESDAY. Woke up at 11, Cody's break between classes. Today was the day, we decided, that we were finally going to get those shirts painted! I had already picked out a design in my head, and it turned out super well! I'll post pictures of our shirts on facebook. And I'll wear my shirt tomorrow for anyone who'll see me then. After we were done (or semi-done for Cody, I guess, he'll finish it later he says), Cody had to go back to class, and I had a date with Phil and Laura's apartment! The prior night, I was talking about how I had to find something to do while Cody was gonna be in class, and they told me to stay in their apartment, even though they weren't gonna be there! Now THAT is hospitality! I felt so weird about it, but eventually accepted the offer and thanked them, and the plan was to meet up with them in town, get keys from them, then meet up again to give them back, or wait for them to get home. But I called, and they ended up both being at home! So I went over, and Phil and I played more Burnout, and they fed me some crazy delicious stirfry, and a quantity I didn't even know could exist on a single plate. Didn't finish, Phil did. Quite quickly too! Then they had to go, and I was gonna meet up with Cody, so we parted ways for a final time, and I was back at SOLIN (Cody's dumb dorm name.) I was kinda worried that I'd have to sleep another night on that terrible futon in the middle of the living room, in everybody's way another night, and I was quite ready to head home, but luckily, the paint dried almost instantly, so I managed to shove it in my bag without worry. I left when the dumb roommates were watching shitty quality, out of sync episodes of family guy on the projector. Don't get me wrong, there were a couple cool people around the dorm, but Cody's roommates and their friends were all pretty dumb. Anyway, I caught the metro to the bus station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bus ride home was ridiculous, we didn't leave montreal and the surrounding 'burbs for a full hour, going to the airport to pick up more people, then honestly looping around residential streets, industrial roads, and off-ramps for like 30 minutes, then going BACK to the airport for like one extra lady who I guess missed the bus. THEN we stopped at dep for another ten minutes because I guess the driver was thirsty or something...there's a dep at the fucking bus station, guy! And it was at this point that he decided to collect our bus tickets, which he didn't do at the beginning of the trip...o_O? Then, I happen to wake up from my daze/doze and spot a little offramp development/suburban area and I see that there is a huge McDonalds in this mini town, but far away from the McDonalds, in the middle of this area, was a loooong pole, with a McDonalds logo at the top of it, to advertise to highway drivers. But it was seriously super creepy, like they owned this township you know? Freaked me out, and reminded me of the thought of a Walmart/McDonals merger. Anyway, get back to Ottawa, waiting for my bus, and some kid starts talking to me about how he's late for cadets, and how one time he accidentally shot an officer with a .22, then the guy ran after him, shooting him, so he had to run home. Also, the bullet ricocheted off his leg and into the pepsi machine the officer was at, so after it hit, two cans of pop shot out and hit him in the nuts. Oh and he wants to join the army to kill...some racial slur I didn't really catch, because they "blew up" his uncle with a landmine. Ugh, I didn't miss Ottawa. I missed my house, my family, and my friends. So if we moved at least two of those into a better city, I would be quite pleased ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironically enough, the South Park episode that came on RIGHT when I got home tonight was the evil Walmart one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's about it! Check out my facebook pictures sooner or later, I'm too effing tired to do it now. Now, I must sleep. Thanks for listening to me ramble! And thank you so much to Cody (who doesn't read this) and Laura (who does read this...probably) and Phil for putting me up for those days, really appreciate it. And thanks to you too Rhonda for at least hanging out with me for one day! Night all!</content>
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    <title>Lost In The Pacific</title>
    <published>2008-02-01T06:34:57Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-01T06:34:57Z</updated>
    <lj:music>TOKYO POLIC CLUB!</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I got the Sunday off, so it looks like I'm heading down to Montreal for the most random trip of my life! Super disorganized, I have nobody's number or anything, Graham's having a party which I'll go to and maybe sleep there, and Cody is aware that I'm coming and probably staying with him a night, but he hasn't responded to my emails 'cause he's a flighty lazy asshole, but you know, WHATEVER. The Party should be quite funny 'cause Warwick's supposedly showing up lol, anxious to see how that plays out! Oh yeah, Rhonda, and Laura if you read this, or just one of you, give me your number and like time that you'll be available to hang out with me, because I might be there as long as I can get somewhere to sleep 'cause I don't work again 'til next friday. This is going to be one random, possibly boring, possibly exciting trip! I'll be sure to get fresh batteries for my camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, the show was good, but Born Ruffians van busted so they didn't make it out, and some local band opened instead. Oh well, both Ruffians and TPC will be back in april, so we'll see them then. And I got a sweet ass TPC zip-up hoodie which everyone in mtl will see, 'cause I'll undoubtedly be wearing it a lot. SWEET. Night.</content>
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    <title>Just As You Dance Dance Dance...</title>
    <published>2008-01-30T06:46:55Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-30T06:46:55Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Radiohead - Jigsaw Falling Into Place (Helmet-Cam Video!)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So I got my thursday shift covered! For those who don't know, Tokyo Police CLub and Born Ruffians were supposed to be playing at Algonquin last tuesday, but when Jeff, Cindy, and I showed up, there was a little post-it on the band poster saying it was postponed to this thursday due to weather, which was obviously a big piss off, but whatever. Thursday is the one shift that I've been getting consistently week after week, and sure enough, I got it this week too. I talked to everyone I could, and when no one was able to cover my shift, I looked at the schedule to find everyone who wasn't working on thursday and got their numbers down. I called everyone and the last person I tried was Sarah who is one of my favourite coworkers, but who I haven't seen in forever because we've all gotten cut back hours. So I called her and we actually talked for a while, and she agreed to take my shift, and I'm so grateful of that! So yeah, I'll get to see this show! They better not fucking postpone it again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I'm not working on sunday (which I think I've only worked once before), then I'll probably be heading down to mtl. I haven't really ever gone randomly, and I'd like to see everybody again, and graham's party should be good for that. Haven't been to a random party in a while either, so that should be fun. Nothing really exciting to report, I just don't like waiting so long to post. So there's you go's!</content>
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    <title>Montreal, t'es tellement froid</title>
    <published>2008-01-27T05:45:04Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-27T05:45:04Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Malajube, Radioohead - Reckoner</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I wish I knew that he read this, because I would like him to read this first hand, or not at all, or...I don't really care really, I just want to state, on the record:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warwick is being such a little asshole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to state also that he really is drawing no emotion from me, like I'm not upset or even phased at all by his actions, I'm actually really glad this is how it went down because he's not in the band anymore and we didn't even have to lift a finger! But holy shit, it just amazes me that someone can be so snotty and petty. And type shit about his friends and try masking it by leaving names out...holy shit man! I hope you read this and find out what a little pussy I think you are! I also want you to know that I could care less what you think of me, and I kinda hope I see you at Graham's party thing just so I can be so cool and unphased and nonchalant with you, and know that inside you're just so pissed off and knowing that I could care less just pisses you off more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just wanted to state that for the record, that I can't belive this guy could be so lame. Onto much better things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) I had no socks for so long, but mum finally laid a whole pile of them with the rest of my laundry, so I get to have clean feet every day which makes me very happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) I've stopped receiving my Word of the Day and On This Day emails. It's been about a week now. I ended them basically because I was only getting repeats and poorly written facts or poorly chosen words. It's actually really nice being able to skip checking my email for a few days and not having a backlog of shit I don't care about and just skim through. They were quite useful, but about 6 months ago, they changed format, and I guess the writers of them changed or got lazy or something, because they go pretty weak. Would've recommended them back in the day, not anymore. But there's probably some better sites for that kind of thing out there, so go look if you feel compelled to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thus begins another gap of not working. Still waiting for a phone call from Westin for a job as a valet. They were supposed to call a while ago. And this isn't just what they told me, they are actually a friend of a coworker of my mother, who says they were supposed to call this week at some point. Ugh. But whatever, I'm thinking about going up to Montreal this coming weekend. Or I was thinking about it until I found out about Graham's party, so now I'm quite sure I'll be heading up, so that should be fun. Cindy's coming too supposedly, and Jeff, I'm assuming you'll come with us ?_?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight we were supposed to go to Live Lounge, but Cindy forgot her ID, lol what a blonde, so instead we had an adventure. The adventure was cabbing back to Aylmer, trying to get into Terminus, and then cabbing home. Quite fun, considering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, night y'allzzz!</content>
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    <title>friend_guy @ 2008-01-25T01:48:00</title>
    <published>2008-01-25T06:57:19Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-25T06:59:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hi e'erybody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back from the Brig! It was payday, so all HMV employees from the area meet up at the brig. Lately, like nobody goes, but today there were quite a lot of people, and I met some cool people from Sparks, so that was cool! There's a hot, crazy asian girl who has piqued my interest, so I shall keep you updated on that! I have added her to facebook, so we'll see if she adds me lol. Anyway, I'm hungry! NIGHTZ!</content>
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    <title>Cindy's dumb show list thing (in chronological order...I think)</title>
    <published>2008-01-21T22:01:36Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Snowjam (two years in a row) - Back in the day - Bands playing all day, the ones I cared about and actually watched were...alright, here we go: Goldfinger, Treble Charger, Gob, Lagwagon, Planet Smashers...I think that's about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesse James, Flashlight Brown, Planet Smashers - New Capital Music Hall, one of the first shows after it reopened&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy Fuck, Islands, Metric - New Capital Music Hall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cribs, Death Cab For Cutie (bleh), Franz Ferdinand - A Montreal University auditorium that I can't remember the name of...kind of like and acronym that starts with an "S" I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where my chronological order might get screwed up and I'll probably forget some shows, so eff the order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most Serene Republic, Strokes - Civic Centre (under Landsdowne Park)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebastien Grainger - Maverick's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebastien Grainger, Tokyo Police Club, Metric - Bluesfest '07&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Born Ruffians - Babylon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;San Serac, Shout Out Out Out Out - Zaphods&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Say Party, We Say Die!, some dick-rock (coined by Jeff) assholes, Malajube - Metropolis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some friend's bands and shit, most of which not worth mentioning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno, anything else guys?</content>
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    <title>HMV is giving no hours, thus, I need a second job</title>
    <published>2008-01-18T06:29:21Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-18T06:29:21Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Malajube - Casse-Cou</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I'm in a weird mood. A very good one though. Working 'til 11:30 is such an odd thing. Especially when it's just me and Dave working. (Read last entry if you don't know who Dave is). My Shout Out Out Out Out cd came in today, so now I have one of my own. So I listened to that and Strokes - Room On Fire. And I also chose Malajube. Bit of a gamble, but it paid off, because it's definitely what put me in this mood. I really like when I'm able to recognize more songs than I think I'm going to, especially when I'm only recognizing them from the live show we saw of them. Anyway, Malajube gets me thinking about Montreal. So on the bus, I was listening to music (mostly In Rainbows) and just thinking about the french language, and how exciting it is to still be learning another language and another culture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been reading my old Dragon Ball books which are all in french. It's amazing, I remember the action panels, like the images themselves I can remember so clearly, but the story just made no sense to me. and I'm reading them now, and like...I get it! Not just the story, but I can mostly understand every paragraph word for word, which really excites me! As the exclamation marks indicate! I don't know if we'll make it to Montreal. I assume we will some day, but right now, it rides on so much. We all have things that are holding us back. For the other two, it rides entirely on whether or not they get into Dawson, and for me...well let's just say the Night Hawk debt is creeping back up on me...more like pouncing on me. (The MEQ has sent a letter saying I have until tomorrow to send in more documents, which I don't have, or there's gonna be some kinda huge debt hanging over my head).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point, Montreal is still this far off magical land where nobody grows up, there is no work, and everyone sees shows. Montreal is essentially an indie Neverland. Of course, it wouldn't be if we lived there, but I think some of the magic would still be there. This lost culture of English and French living in...semi-harmony, old buildings, old apartments, super cool venues and bands to play in them, and tons of people your own age, in your own style, which is so foreign to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm sitting on the bus and I'm wearing my new hoodie. It's a very drab grey/blue zip-up sweater that's too tight in some places, and too baggy in others. And I love it! It's exactly what I was looking for. It's kind of grunge but not over-the-top filthy and full of holes or something, and it just reminds me of Montreal! I had my hood on listening to music, picturing the lead singer of Malajube at their show. He had the most awesome hoodie. Super thin material, and the hood hugged his face and came all the way over his bangs. Very cool. And it may have been a T-shirt as well...Jeff? I've also come to love my new haircut. Mum cut my hair, and I hated it at first, it's not what I wanted. I just wanted a trim everywhere and for it to look the same, but she cut my bangs pretty short, and with like a big curve. and they're heavier on the right...or left. But I really like them now. Somehow, they make my big nose look cool. Bangs seem to do that, because the Malajube guy had the same kind of thing. Anyway, so I was feeling good, looking good, and listening to good music. I had my feet up, sitting in the back, and drumming away and singing and emoting in my facial expressions. An old man was sitting across from me, didn't seem to pay any attention to me, which I didn't mind either way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was feeling cool, and I got off the bus, and it was beautiful. It was cold, and it was windy, and it was lightly snowing, but the wind made it much more harsh. So I was walking and my hood blew off, and the wind and snow was hitting my face, and it went numb after a bit. And I started walking with my eyes closed, which I can't usually let myself do, but I managed to do it this time. It was fun and liberating, and I ended up walking pretty deep into a big snow bank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bit of a tangential way of telling you about my night, but I kind of like it. I think I managed to tie everything together and complete most side-plots, if you will.</content>
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    <title>I DID IT!!!</title>
    <published>2008-01-04T08:19:57Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-04T08:19:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I got the job! I've been hired on as a bonafied employee! Now I can get cheaper shit! Yay! The pressure to do well is on even more now, because they've made their decision so I'd better not let them down, you know. I kinda realized today that Lesley is just crazy a lot of the time, so I'm just not gonna let her bother me as much. And Jon is pretty easy to talk to, so I'm not afraid of him as much anymore. I just came home from The Brig with Robyn, Jessie, and Dave, a formidable mash up. I drank quite a lot but I'm not feeling it at all which is pretty good. Though I would like to feel a bit sillier, especially with those guys. I've been meaning to do this for a while now, and now that I'm an actual employee, I think it's time. I'm gonna give a brief breakdown of all my coworkers so you know who I'm talking about when I mention them. A reference guide for y'allz:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesley: My manager, crazy lady haristyle, completely impossible to predict her mood, or even how she'll react to things when you think she's in a certain mood. Doesn't really associate with the lower-downs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephen: Assistant manager, Lesley brought him over from Bayshore or somewhere along with a few other employees because she likes to feel in control. Knows his music, pretty cool guy, lax for an assistant manager, doesn't ever lose his cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robyn: Head supervisor number 1, reminds me of Jeff's sister in the way she speaks, claims to have seen every band live at some point in her life, get's stressed out when Lesley puts pressure on her, but generally a fun and nice person to work with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dave: Head supervisor number 2, possibly the funniest, whackiest guy I've ever met. The one with the bear and glasses for those of you who come in, though he's just shaved his beard "accidentally". Sings to himself and customers, makes random noises, broad musical taste, one of my favourite coworkers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katrina: Full-timer, a big nerd. Nobody seems to like her. She's a bit of a lazy employee and likes to delegate beyond her actual authority, kind of like Line at Pharmaplus, but she seems to like me because I like her. She's just nerdy and I know how to deal with nerds so we get along better than she seems to get along with most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natasha: Full-timer, seems to be angry a lot, I never have anything to say to her, but she seems to be alright with me. Quite funny with customers, I always like people who aren't afraid to be bitchy with bitch customers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alan: Full-timer, works in the basement in receiving most of the time, mid 30's gay man, haven't had much contact with him, but he seems to like me alright, and I think he's a bang-up dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy: Full-timer, newest full-timer, new-ish to Ottawa, a bit fruity but not flamboyant. ONe of my favourite coworkers because he's just such a nice guy really. I've had a drink with him one on one and he let me in on all the HMV secrets, because he doesn't care about the company at all, which is quite funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erin: Keyholder, probably the hottest employee at HMV, hair used to be ultraviolet, but is now bright orange, a bit abrasive at times, but a real sweetie at heart, fun to work with, and easy on the eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason: Keyholder, one of the most robotic people I've ever seen, recently left to work at a privately owned cd place in...perkins or some shit. Nice guy, not really noteworthy, especially now that he's gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katherine: Keyholder (I think), the part-timer that works in receiving when Alan isn't, not much contact with her. She's alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessie: Part-timer, Jewish, the other hilarious member of staff, she and Dave are not allowed to be together around Robyn because they annoy her too much. Cancer survivor, openly/drunkenly admitted to me she had a crush on me on like my third day of employment, at The Brig, but then was cool with it the next time we saw eachother. She actually mentioned it again tonight at the bar for the first time since. She said she was glad she didn't see me the next day 'cause she actually was embarassed. Today she said "Jessie and James" with a valley girl lisp, and it totally hit me that together we are the members of Team Rocket. I explained it to her but she didn't really get it right away, but then fully accepted it, so now we are Team Rocket and are due to get rocket tatoos. One of my favourite employees, very fun to work with, and a hilarious girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emily: Part-timer, proud Spice Girls and Backstreet Boys fan, raised in the country, now lives in the city. Funny, sarcastic girl, teams up with Jessie when they work together and they try to bug me all day but I'm a formidable opponent. Sweet girl, hilarious giggle, loves to answer the phones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah: Part-timer, another of my favourite employees. A witty girl, broad sense of humour, one of the earlier ones to open up to me, very sweet girls, always in a good mood...just all-round good girl and fun coworker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jon: Part-timer, everyone thinks he's hot, and he is, which is why he intimidates me. we always fumble around eachother. He's the kind of cool that always messes me up. The cool that doesn't care what I have to say, which gives me nothing to work with, and the kind of cool thta I look up to so I try extra hard to try to impress. I recently learned that he's actually pretty easy to get along with. Physically, he is a perfect blend of Evan Daubeny and Kris Laplante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curtis: Part-timer, a quiet punk lover, who actually was put on probation for not talking to customers enough a while back. Never really has anything to say, but also never really that awkward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley F: Part-timer, girl with purple hair. I'm glad to have learned that people don't really like her either, because I certainly don't. She's annoying. She'll poke me when I'm trying to serve customers AND when there are still customers in line to be served. I also just learned that she was also brought over from Lesley's store. I thought she was a temp as well when I started because she knows shit all. Bad employee, annoying human being who needs to grow up a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jennie: Part-timer, French girl, lives in Aylmer, sharpest nose I've ever seen. Clean freak, very exact, leaves right when her shift is over, which I don't respect at all. Has a lot to say but not a lot of it important. Busing with her isn't awkward because she always is talking, but you know...that also sucks because I'd rather listen to music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenn: Part-timer, Nick's ex-girlfriend and the one who got me the job. Nobody really likes her there and Lesley has actually been cutting down on her hours to reflect this and send a clear message. Bit of an annoying, abrasive person and employee a lot of the time, which is hard to deal with for most. She might not be around for too much longer, which I feel bad about but don't really mind at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evan: Part-timer, I forgot about him because he's been gone for the holidays. Shares a lot of music taste with Dave, so the two get along. Talks more to girls. Has Evan Goldberg's handlebars and muttonchops. Kinda hard to find something relatable to talk about with him most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katharine: New part-timer, very first temp, right before me. A good employee, and I always kinda knew it would be us two right from the beginning. Nice girl, and I respect her as an employee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley W: New Part-timer, Worked at HMV before, and applied again around Christmas but only was hired on as a temp, oddly enough. So she rightfully got hired on as an employee. She's alright, everyone seems to like her because they know her, I don't really see much in her personality other than that she's nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gillan: New Part-timer, this one confuses me. The hiring that is. Seems like a nice guy. Was a temp that was hired way late in the game but seems to have made a lasting impression to be one of four temps hired on. I think he had a prior connection with erin. Guy seems alright I guess, but doesn't really stand out to me. Oh well, we're not really competition now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think that's about it! Don't think I've forgotten anyone. So now you're all updated. Let my HMV career normalcy officially begin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, the title is an allusion to Colbert.</content>
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    <title>My Hands Are Green!</title>
    <published>2008-01-03T09:32:59Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-03T09:32:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">1. What did you do in 2007 that you'd never done before?&lt;br /&gt;Got a girl's number at a club/made out with two girls at a club in one night. What a dick response! Bear in mind it was the first and only time both of those happened!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Did you keep your new years' resolutions, and will you make more for next year?&lt;br /&gt;Don't think I had any last year, don't really have any this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Did anyone close to you give birth?&lt;br /&gt;No one close to me, no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Did anyone close to you die?&lt;br /&gt;Not that I know of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What countries did you visit?&lt;br /&gt;None.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What would you like to have in 2008 that you lacked in 2007?&lt;br /&gt;A steady income...and a laptop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What date from 2007 will remain etched upon your memory, and why?&lt;br /&gt;October 23rd seems to be the only memore in my mind of any significance besides birthdays and holidays. It was the Shout Out Out Out Out show at Zaphods. Don't know why I remember the date though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What was your biggest achievement of the year?&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm....Yeah I'm gonna say the Maverick's show. That was sweet ass! Also FINALLY getting a job at HMV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What was your biggest failure?&lt;br /&gt;I think I failed Laura pretty bad and I feel guilty about the way I treated her a lot. I've been meaning to really apologise for everything I did to hurt her, but we haven't really had a heart to heart in a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Did you suffer illness or injury?&lt;br /&gt;Pretty consistent year-round cold, as usual. Though Colbert breaking his wrist was almost like I broke my own...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What was the best thing you bought?&lt;br /&gt;I started buying cd's again this year. Hadn't for a few years, and I enjoy my new ones. Was Venture Bros. Season 2 last year? OH bluh! My drumset!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Whose behavior merited celebration?&lt;br /&gt;Seth Rogen and Judd Apatow have put out some damn good movies this year, but I like Seth Rogen better and he's way funnier. So I'll say him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Whose behavior made you appalled and/or depressed?&lt;br /&gt;Much Music. Their shows have all degraded into one big inside joke that nobody gets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Where did most of your money go?&lt;br /&gt;Drums were a big chunk, but over the full year, I'd say food, as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What did you get really, really, really excited about?&lt;br /&gt;I got crazy nervous/anxious/excited about my dates with Emilie, which is always my downfall. All of our shows were exciting. I was wary about Superbad before seeing it, but I got excited to see it twice and then a third time in theatre. I was probably most excited to see Nat when she came down for my birthday though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What song will always remind you of 2007?&lt;br /&gt;I can't think of a song that really sums up our year or says "2007" in it, so, a few years down the line, probably nothing. I'd have to look something up on Wikipedia and remember when it came out. Like Monster by YSPWSD or Your English is Good by TPC. But there were more songs I got into this year, they just weren't made this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Compared to this time last year, are you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i. happier or sadder?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely happier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ii. thinner or fatter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fatter, in the sense that I'm heavier. But I think I'm getting a little more proportionate year by year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iii. richer or poorer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Richer, though I hate both of those words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What do you wish you'd done more of?&lt;br /&gt;Commit to things, like school and saving and excercising and eating better. I smell a few resolutions coming on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What do you wish you'd done less of?&lt;br /&gt;Mope. Fixes nothing, makes myself and others sadder. I learned that halfway through the year, but I still slip up occasionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. How will you be spending Christmas?&lt;br /&gt;I spent it at home, it was nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Did you fall in love in 2007?&lt;br /&gt;Fall in love? No. I was still dating Laura at the beginning of the year, but I didn't fall in love with anyone new afterward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. How many one-night stands?&lt;br /&gt;None.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What was your favorite TV program?&lt;br /&gt;Colbert, Venture Bros, Frisky Dingo was a nice surprise this year, got more into Home Movies...Not many new ones or new seasons of anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Do you hate anyone now that you didn't hate this time last year?&lt;br /&gt;Ummm.....Not hate...No not really. Like less maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. What was the best book you read?&lt;br /&gt;I Am America (And So Can You!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. What was your greatest musical discovery?&lt;br /&gt;Shout Out Out Out Out, You Say Party! We Say Die!, Born Ruffians, more dancy and electro stuff this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. What did you want and get?&lt;br /&gt;Drums, job at HMV, to make out with a hot girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. What did you want and not get?&lt;br /&gt;A working relationship, A Laptop, an education, Rachel Bilson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. What was your favorite film of this year?&lt;br /&gt;Definitely Superbad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you?&lt;br /&gt;I turned 19 this year, and Nat came here on my birthday, so we all went to Zaphods, my first time (well, officially) and we had SUCH a fun time!...Sorry Jeff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying?&lt;br /&gt;MCSE certification that I may have paid 15 000 dollars for. A fucking woman-mind-reader!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2007?&lt;br /&gt;Closer to what I'm looking for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. What kept you sane?&lt;br /&gt;Who says I'm sane? Lack of routine made me a little insane. Friends kept me sane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most?&lt;br /&gt;Becky Ninkovic, Rachel Bilson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. What political issue stirred you the most?&lt;br /&gt;Colbert's writers going on strike. Now I have no political influence at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Who did you miss?&lt;br /&gt;I miss Colbert now! My friends who all moved to Montreal this year. Cindy and Jeff when we weren't really hanging out as much at the beginning of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Who was the best new person you met?&lt;br /&gt;Madison was really cool, I'm glad to have met her. Dave at work is a fucking riot, and a few more people there I'm glad to have met. Finally officially meeting Laura and Phil was great. Liam was good while he lasted. Can't remember anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2007?&lt;br /&gt;I've learned a lot this year. Many lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2007 did you:&lt;br /&gt;1. Go to a party? Indeed!&lt;br /&gt;2. Try something new? Uh...Thai Express?&lt;br /&gt;3. Has someone change your life? Everyone helps shape my life, new and old.&lt;br /&gt;4. Kiss someone? A few people. Wait...5 people. And I kissed Madison on the cheek before she left for New Zealand ^_^&lt;br /&gt;5. Tell your family and friends you love them? Every second of every day. I love you guys!&lt;br /&gt;6. Buy something extravagant? Everything I buy is extravagant.&lt;br /&gt;7. Done something nice for someone? Nah, not my style man.&lt;br /&gt;8. Do something terribly wrong? This year?....mmmmaybe? Probably.&lt;br /&gt;9. Move? No...&lt;br /&gt;10. Go to a concert? Even played my own!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best of the Year:&lt;br /&gt;1. Party: Going to Zaphods with friends and Nat was honestly one of the funnest times I've ever had. Our New Year's party last year was awesome as shit. Jeff's party was balls to the wall. Cindy's birthday was the equivalent to sex. I'm sure there were more that were fuckin' sick ass as well.&lt;br /&gt;2. Show: New show?...South Park was okay this year...Colbert was solid, though he lost Better Know A District, like my favourite segment, umm...Like I said, Frisky Dingo was probably the best surprise this year. My Dad The Rockstar!&lt;br /&gt;3. CD: Holy Fuck - LP, YSPWSD - Lose All Time, Radiohead - In Rainbows&lt;br /&gt;4. Movie: Superbad&lt;br /&gt;5. Song: TPC - Your English Is Good, YSPWSD - Monster, Holy Fuck - ...most of the songs on that album...Pulse, Royal Gregory, Safari...basically all of them, solid album. Shout Out Out Out Out - In The End It's Your Friends That Will Fuck You Over (new song they played at their show).&lt;br /&gt;6. Experience: Got noticed by girls a lot this year, like the first year it's consistently happened. Maverick's show was great, SO4 was great, my birthday was great, Montreal trips were great.&lt;br /&gt;7. Concert: Shout Out Out Out Out at Zaphods was fantastic, I really liked YSPWSD in Montreal too.&lt;br /&gt;8. Book: I Am America (And So Can You!)&lt;br /&gt;9. Month: Some time in the summer. July probably.&lt;br /&gt;10. Day: Canada Day was sick. That and Christmas are Usually my favourite holidays. 4/20 was hilarious too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worst of the Year:&lt;br /&gt;1. Party: I honestly can't remember this party you guys are talking about with Liam and Cody you guys. I remember running out of Terminus with Cody, and out of La Brass with Pat, but not that one. Fill me in please.&lt;br /&gt;2. Show: Sons Of Butcher, hands down.&lt;br /&gt;3. CD: Gummibär is one of the worst things I've ever heard.&lt;br /&gt;4. Movie: I'm sure there was something horrible out there that I didn't bother with. Didn't see too many new movies this year though.&lt;br /&gt;5. Song: Onerepublic - Apologise&lt;br /&gt;6. Experience: Probably dealing with old gay men hitting on me on several occasions this year.&lt;br /&gt;7. Concert: Those dirty, dickrockers who played between YSPWSD and Malajube.&lt;br /&gt;8. Book: Don't know if I read anything else this year. Some Microsoft book?&lt;br /&gt;9. Month: January was still a hard time. But a lot of this year was kinda shitty with school, and crappy phone survey/curling club jobs.&lt;br /&gt;10. Day: Don't happen to recall...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopes for 2008:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Predict something that you think will happen in 2008? Jeff will get laid.&lt;br /&gt;2. What do you hope changes about your country? Cost of everything needs to go down. It's supposed to.&lt;br /&gt;3. What do you hope for yourself? Learning.&lt;br /&gt;4. What do you hope for your family? God.&lt;br /&gt;5. What do you hope for your best friends? Get into school and have fun there.&lt;br /&gt;6. What do you hope for the rest of your friends? Whatever they desire.&lt;br /&gt;7. What is your hope for 2008? Like...in general? Or for myself again? Ummm....I hope we're all happy no matter where we end up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During 2007:&lt;br /&gt;where were you when it began: Patsy's casa.&lt;br /&gt;did you stay up: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;what was your new year wish? For things to go back to normal. They did.&lt;br /&gt;how many girlfriends/boyrfriends: One.&lt;br /&gt;broke up: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;have any crushes?: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;care to mention names? Madison was really cool man! And I thought Emilie was...not nuts lol.&lt;br /&gt;new friends: Not many stuck around really...no new ones anyway.&lt;br /&gt;win anything? Round one of the battle of the bands shit. Oh, and hopefully my employment!&lt;br /&gt;best place you went to: Zaphods. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;worst place you went to: Strategic Counsel.&lt;br /&gt;happiest moment: Being at Zaphods for the first time with Cindy and Nat and everyone else who showed up...sorry Jeff lol.&lt;br /&gt;how was your birthday: Zut alors! Zat eez what I am talking about! Mon dieu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's done! This year will be better most likely. I mean, Cindy DID predict it! Have a killer new year y'all.</content>
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    <title>friend_guy @ 2007-12-30T02:00:00</title>
    <published>2007-12-30T07:37:40Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Little Rideau tale for you kids:&lt;br /&gt;So I finished at 12 tonight. Some colourful characters at Rideau on a saturday at midnight. I sat in the foodcourt for a while waiting for my bus at 12:40. Didn't actually get out of the store til about 20 after. Rideau is so weird when it's empty, I meant to take a picture. Anyway, I went upstairs and I saw a man of about 50 looking sort of lost and out of place. My customer service "can I help you?" attitude kicks in. I'm listening to music at this point, so I try to make eye contact and shoot him an "are you okay?" look. He meets my eye, then looks away, so I look away, then he looks back at me, so I do, we play eye tag until I take of my head phones and ask him if he needs help. The conversation goes as follows:&lt;br /&gt;"A-..are you okay sir?"&lt;br /&gt;"I'm in downtown,yes?" *Thick German accent, slight gay lisp*&lt;br /&gt;"Uh yes, right downtown."&lt;br /&gt;"Okay, sorry, I don't know this, I'm a tourist."&lt;br /&gt;"...Yes."&lt;br /&gt;"Okay, I'm looking for...oh how you say...not hang out.....uhhh...Companionship."&lt;br /&gt;*Now for a split second I was thinking he was looking for a place to hang out, when he originally said hangout, so my naive self thought he was an innocent old man looking for some friends...but the way he said companionship definitely did not imply a friendly hangout, and about two seconds later, he confirmed my inner discussion by finishing his sentence with:&lt;br /&gt;"And I'm willing to pay for it."&lt;br /&gt;"Aha, oh!" *Still in "Can I help you?" mode from work.*&lt;br /&gt;"But I'm not looking for a lady. I'm looking for a younger man. Much like yourself"&lt;br /&gt;"Ahh I see. Well you might try further in the market, you should be able to find something there I'm sure."&lt;br /&gt;"Oh....where?"&lt;br /&gt;*I took him outside and showed him the direction to walk in and on the way outside he just slipped in a:&lt;br /&gt;"...You wouldn't be interested in anything would you?"&lt;br /&gt;"Oh. No. No, sorry....no."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I show him where to walk, then I go to my bus stop, looking over my shoulder. I lose sight of him for a while, then about 5 minutes later, I see him running across the street in my direction. Then he saw my face and turned away. From the expression on his face I knew exactly what he though. He saw me standing by myself waiting for a bus and must've thought I was standing there for another reason, he crossed the street, then saw I was the same person and gave me a "whoops, nevermind, I already asked you" kind of look, then headed off down Rideau street again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little creepy in retrospect, but I was totally fine during, 'cause I was totally in customer service mode, it was hilarious. Plus he had a delightful accent on, whereas someone with no accent would be infinitely creepier in the same situation, in my opinion. I'm used to taking people to the section they're looking for music in, so I felt bad not walking him like all the way to dalhousie. Maybe I should've just let him have sex with me just to be a good service rep, you know. Lol ewww! But that's totally the thought process! (Not literally!) But I mean, I always feels bad when I can't find the thing people are looking for and can't help them out completely, so when I need to help someone, I really don't want to give them faulty information or anything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, I apologize for the awful writing! I'm so tired and worn out right now, that I can just tell there's absolutely no enthusiasm in my writing. My story would sound crazier if I wrote it with a little more bounce to it! Anyway, New Year's post on it's way. I'll probably just pull up last year's survey again unless someone does it first, or comes up with a new one. I would also like to add that I enjoyed giving candy canes to pretty girls all christmas season at work. I saved them only for the pretty girls, and it totally lit up their faces when I offered them one! It was so fun! Anyway, might go watch Akira by myself, or some arrested development or maybe...sleeeep. I have the day off tomorrow. But we'll see. I almost one a super exclusive Venture Bros shirt from Jackson Publick's LJ, but I didn't...I was one of the first comments, and it was a contest, but I got the answer wrong soo...I didn't win. Ugh this entry is PAINFUL. I apologize again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night!</content>
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    <title>friend_guy @ 2007-12-24T01:00:00</title>
    <published>2007-12-24T06:02:10Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I won't get another chance to say this soooo...MERRY CHRISTMAS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming up next: New Year's post.</content>
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    <title>Random Bus Encounter</title>
    <published>2007-12-17T01:18:47Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-17T01:18:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Had a bus encounter today. First in a while. Some girl sat next to me in the three seater in the back of the bus and apologised for sitting next to me I guess or for putting her stuff in the middle seat, I said "it's cool". And that was that. But I totally knew we were going to end up talking more later. Don't know why. So I took off my jacket and slyly unzipped my sweater to slightly show the hmv logo 'cause I figured it would spark some conversation, even though I was listening to music. So after a while she asked the semi french guy ahead of her if the bus was turning into a 51 and he said "I don't know, I think so, I don't know" kinda thing. And I heard this 'cause my music was quiet at the time. So I took off my headphones and said "51?" she nodded, then I pulled out my schedule to show that it was turning into the 52. She said damn, and I admitted that I was glad it was a 52, but now I feel guilty 'cause she had a long walk, and she laughed. Then she asked if I worked at Hmv (it paid off!) and I said yeah and she said she worked at american eagle, and blah blah blah, we talked the whole busride and it turns out she's dating Sean Christie! So we talked about people we knew blah blah. She was pretty pretty. Kind of like Rosanna if Rosanna looked more like...a girl. She convided a lot of stuff in me which I've always wanted to do to some other stranger, but it was cool to have done unto me. She'd broken up with Sean a month ago and only got back together with him because he took it so badly. I told her she should never have to force her feelings, but I didn't want to give like solid advice 'cause I don't want to be responsible for a break up or a trapped unhappy girl. She's 17 and she's dating Sean at 2...1...21 I believe. Which presents problems for the two. So yeah, it was a cool conversation and she should be in hmv again some time soon, because she goes there a lot anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post again before christmas.</content>
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    <title>friend_guy @ 2007-12-04T01:00:00</title>
    <published>2007-12-04T06:02:48Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-04T06:04:11Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Holy Fuck - Safari, Shout Out Out Out Out - Your Shitty Record Won't Mix Itself</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Last night I finished at midnight. My bus schedule was taken out of my room by someone in my family, so I didn't have one on me. I waited outside in the cold for an hour waiting for a bus, but one never came. So I had to try and get a cab, even though everytime I saw one coming, someone else would wave it down. I finally got one and he tells me the parkway is closed. We slipped and slided all the way home where mum was on the couch waiting for me to come home. I was freakin' freezing, but mum made me hot chocolate and got me a hot water bottle for my feet which was very sweet, and I got to sit by the christmas tree which was done up that night while I was at work, which is okay 'cause it's kind of a pain in the ass to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE END&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <title>Perhaps A Bit Premature</title>
    <published>2007-11-25T08:15:45Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-25T08:15:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Album of the year: Holy Fuck - LP&lt;br /&gt;Single of the year: You Say Party! We Say Die! - Monster</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>Love Only 'Cause It's Too Hard To Not</title>
    <published>2007-11-16T07:47:33Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-16T07:47:33Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Holy Fuck, gonna pick up LP tomorrow!</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Alright here it is. I'll do my best, but I'm afraid I'll just give you a condensed version of catch-up 'cause it's been a while and I don't care to go into detail. I'm just making sure everyone is caught up so future stories will make sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not in school anymore. I've dropped out. It was pointless to stay in I decided, and I don't regret my decision. I worked at TSC for a while, then I quit, which was really funny, and I am crazy happy to be out of there. I worked at Jeff's Second Cup for about a week, with Cindy too, and it was great. I love the workers, the family there. It was good to see people I'd see every now and then on a day-to-day basis. Especially Steve. If you've ever hung out with Jeff after his shift, and he's in guy mode, going on about dick jokes and hot girls, it's because he just worked with Steve. For this reason, I didn't like Steve. I didn't like someone who could influence my friend so much. PLus I didn't think he was funny. But Jeff seemed to like him. After working with him for like every shift and have him train me, I get the attraction. He's a definite guy's guy, and funnier and nicer than he comes off. You'll have to excuse my poor grammar, I'm a little bit tipsy (I'll get to that later). So everything's going well for a couple days when Jen calls me one morning saying I have an interview at HMV. So this is super bittersweet, 'cause here I am doing well at Second Cup and enjoying myself, but now I have another opportunity I've been waiting forever for. So I went into my interview not expecting much, not too nervous because of it, and I ended up knocking it out of the park. The manager loves me, I got 100% on the music quiz which she's never seen before, and I found out that she's been working at HMV for 20 years now (not the same store, but the company), and she hires me on the spot. So I'm hopeful that I'll be able to work both jobs, but the bosses at Second Cup don't want me to, they want full availability from me, which I find unreasonable since I'm willing to give the majority of my time to them. But since I have to make a choice, the only factor that influenced my choice more than the fact that the HMV boss was way cooler about my availability, was the fucking e-learning. Jeff and Cindy will back me up on this. E-learning is basically second cup training on the internet. It's tedious, it's arduous, and it's fucking creepy when they talk about "Our Leader". So I decided to go with HMV. Only then did I really find out that I'm being hired on as a temp for the holiday season, and they only ever keep a handful of temps on after the season. I'm alright with that though, because right off the bat, I'm fairly confident with my skills. I've worked retail before, I know cash, I know the product very well having been a shopper at HMV forever, and I've seen the competition. I'm way more confident know than I ever was in the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been at HMV for a week or so now, and I really am loving it. Like, it's work. I wake up, I don't wanna go, but once I'm there, it really is fun. The only thing I've been unsure about is the people. Second Cup is a great little family and I felt like kind of an outcast. But I worked today from 5:30 to 9:30, a great little shift. 4 hours seems like a pointless shift all the time, but it's nice a t HMV. The fact that I'm working til 9:30 and not just 9 insinuates that I'll be getting a cash, so a half hour of the time will be cashing out, plus HMV cash is really fun. So I walk around, put out some product, talk to customers, and go on cash once or twice when I have to. Today they were training a new girl, and the guy I had my first shift with on cash, and I've been on cash for a couple days and am totally fluent in it(...o_O?). Now this is the 6'5" metal head idiot, who doesn't have a clue. He wants to be manager. Not gonna happen. He asks how many shifts I've had, I hint at it but dodge the subject in case he has a case to get more shifts himself, and he's just heartbroken that they don't like him. He's an idiot. So at the end of the shift, coworkers start to show up, and I'm wondering if there's an overnight shift going on or something. So I cash out super fast, I'm already used to it, and talk to Jeremy as he overlooks the other two try to figure out what money is (they're both pretty dumb), and I ask him what's going on, and he and Jennie (a fellow Aylmerian) tell me that everyone's going out to a pub. It's a new tradition to go out to the Brig every payday and they invite me along. So I discover that it's payday and I've been paid 77 bucks, BEFORE I'VE GOTTEN MY SECOND CUP PAYCHEQUE! I'm hesitant, but I can never pass up a chance to be social with coworkers outside of work. Time to prove myself! Luckily the metal head wants to come along, after learning that I'm gonna go, so I look good in comparison all night. We go to the Brig, which is just on the otherside of the Barefax, next to Zaphods. I got a couple drinks, I talked to Dave about Holy Fuck for a while, talk to Jeremy, Jen is sitting next to me. Fucking Metal Head goes on and on about the music he likes. He doesn't get the hint. As soon as I realise someone in particular doesn't like my taste in music, I tend to NOT recommend stuff to them that I know they won't like. This guy just won't get the hint that I don't like metal, and I don't want to see his band. Again, I look good in comparison. As the night goes on, and I get more and more tipry, Jessie, the Ardy lookalike jewish girl who went to catholic school (funny little tidbit) admits to me that she thinks I'm super cute and she has a cruch on me, and that she will definitely regret saying this the next day, but I just laugh and feel super good about myself. This is the girl that found me through Jen on facebook and added me. Then someone tells me that Erin thought/thinks I'm hot too, but I've totally gotten over her. Jeff, you can have her, she's pretty cool. So I feel good, I'm glad that my coworkers seem to like me, then Jeremy basically tells me I'm a shoe-in. He's explaining, kind of directed at me that everyone likes me, and then metal head is asking questions and Jeremy shuns him and keeps talking to me. They usually hire like 10 people on afterward, we don't have nearly that many temps yet, but I guess we'll see. But sales are way down this year 'cause downloads are up, plus musicworld is going bankrupt and competition is a good thing, and blah blah blah, so they should be hiring 4 or 5. And he says that I shouldn't worry about it. So I'm pretty excited! I love Jeremy and Dave so far. Jessie seems awesome, like super jewishly funny (Jerry Seinfeld jewish, not Ben Stein jewish), and I really like Jon but he scares me. I like shy people, which is why I liked Jeremy initially, and Dave is a big goof, you can't not like this guy. But I kept messing Jon up yesterday. I switched out the label sticker things while he was printing some out, I exited a program he was using, I just kept messing him up. And he took it well, said don't worry, but like...ugh. He's the one that's a mix between Evan and Kris. He's really quiet, but in a cool way, not a shy way, so he intimidates me. And I always like the cool quiet guys that I don't get, and they never seem to like me because I don't know how to act around them. They're the one type of person I don't know how to be around. Them and girls. So I think he's cool, but he intimidates me. I always want to call him Scott, and to call Dave Rob. I don't know why. They look like those names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, this is my long catch up post. Or that was it I guess. I think I'm done. I'm still a little tipsy, so forgive any incontinuities (good word!). Oh yeah, also, last week Jeff and I went to Madison's going away party. It was really fun, and I got a kiss on the cheek from her! And on the Emilie front, I txted her again tonight because I forgot to call. so another drunken txt and another promise to call her. I really do like her, but she confuses me and scares the shit out of me. Simultaneously. An odd combination really. Gnight!</content>
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    <title>Read On, You'll Get The First Joke...</title>
    <published>2007-11-15T08:59:05Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-15T08:59:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Holy Fuck! My favourite drummer, Glenn Milchem, is the drummer from Blue Rodeo!!! WEH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Blue_Rodeo"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Blue_Rodeo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Holy_Fuck"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Holy_Fuck&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.exclaim.ca/articles/multiarticlesub.aspx?csid1=116&amp;csid2=778&amp;fid1=28496"&gt;http://www.exclaim.ca/articles/multiarticlesub.aspx?csid1=116&amp;csid2=778&amp;fid1=28496&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did anyone get the joke?</content>
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    <title>friend_guy @ 2007-11-11T00:44:00</title>
    <published>2007-11-11T05:46:20Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-11T05:46:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;lj-embed id="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a great clip from the Girl video, "Yeah Right". It's a bunch of guys on the Girl team skating around on boards that are completely green, and then edited out in post using the greenscreen effect. And the music is by John Frusciante (the guitarist of RHCP, for those of you who aren't Jeff).</content>
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    <title>friend_guy @ 2007-11-07T23:04:00</title>
    <published>2007-11-08T04:04:08Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-08T04:04:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;lj-embed id="3" /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:friend_guy:19602</id>
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    <title>friend_guy @ 2007-11-06T23:23:00</title>
    <published>2007-11-07T04:31:33Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-07T04:31:33Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Holy Fuck, Shout Out Out Out Out</lj:music>
    <content type="html">You know, this has been bugging me for a while. I keep meaning to bring it up but I always forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm walking outside, down the sidewalk or whatever, I can look at a spot on the ground a few steps ahead and I'll always know which foot will be the one to step on that spot. I don't change my steps at all, I'm just able to make that estimation flawlessly. Now I've been wondering why lately. Like I always just do this subconsciously, but I've been noticing it lately. I've wondered if it's just a natural sixth sense, or if everyone is like this. Or if I really was changing my stepping pattern to get the foot I want to land on it. But it just occurred to me as I went downstairs. There was a small Garfield ball on the ground and I went to kick it. I was able to plan my steps to get my strong foot to the ball without jumping too far or taking small goofy steps. It's because of soccer! Years of soccer has taught me this utterly useless skill! I'm trained to put my foot where I want it, when I want it there. So thank you Soccer Chelsea! I'll never forget!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need an actual entry, it's been so long and so much has happened lately that not everyone is aware of I guess. But I have free time now, so I will do it some time this week. I promise!</content>
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    <title>The Dick Ex-Boyfriend From Shaun Of The Dead</title>
    <published>2007-10-28T07:21:40Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-28T07:21:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Quite a funny Irish comedian I think, mainly because of his lazy speech patterns lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="2" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. I hate girls, and girl trouble and drama was supposed to go out with jumior high. UGH.</content>
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    <title>friend_guy @ 2007-10-21T01:43:00</title>
    <published>2007-10-21T05:43:33Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-21T05:43:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Le siiigh....</content>
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    <title>Gimme Some Time, I Just Need A Little Time!</title>
    <published>2007-10-19T03:50:42Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-19T03:55:35Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Cold Hands, Hot Bodies!</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Oh yeah, forgot to officially mention on here that I have a date with Emilie on saturday. The one whose number I got at Zaphods. So yeah, that's what's going on. I'm excited and nervous and crazy over it lol, but we'll see what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I quit my job today on impulse. It was quite hilarious! So I'll either apply at Ekos, or I may be like out of school, we'll see, so I may get a full time job. WE SHALL SEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gap the gap the gap the gap the gap the gap the gap the gap between the rich and the poor the poor the poor the poor the poor the poor the poor the poor the poor the poor the poor!</content>
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    <title>friend_guy @ 2007-10-13T16:07:00</title>
    <published>2007-10-13T20:10:30Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-13T20:11:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Man, I woke up this morning, and sometimes I wake up with a jerk, and it's usually in my leg. So the same thing happens, my leg muscle spasms and I wake up, but then...you know when you get a foot cramp and it contorts and hurts like a mother fucker? This has happened to me once before in a pool. Anyway, that's what my calf muscle did. It rolled up like those pull-down blinds. It hurt so fucking much, and lasted like 30 seconds. And I had to keep rubbing it and trying to stretch it out further and further, and now it's kinda hard to walk 'cause it's not fully relaxed again. It hurt so fucking much!</content>
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    <title>friend_guy @ 2007-10-13T03:39:00</title>
    <published>2007-10-13T07:42:13Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-13T07:42:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Did what just happen.....happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy shit Nat do I have a story for you!</content>
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