Gyar Matey...

So, obviously, been a few weeks. months. Whatever. A long time. I've moved to Calgary. Finally. In the past I may or may not have mentioned....many times, how often I wanted to move here. I fianlly made it. I lived in my oldest brothers basement for about a month, which was cool to see my nephews and neice every single day. But now I've moved into a place, I share a main floor of a house with 2 guys, but they're riggers, so they're never home, I practically live alone, its nice, but a bit lonely. I finally have my speakers back, and they still rattle the walls, naturally. :) I have a small tv, my computer, guitar, PS2 and Xbox 360 in my room here, with my speakers, and I sleep on an airmatress because I threw out my bed when I left the apartment with Bro this spring. Once I save some money I'll be buying myself a bed, most likely a double, something not so tiny as my old single haha.

I now side houses for a living. Still learning, of course, I fuck up alot, but, I'm catching on bit by bit.

Am I the only person who finds it mildly depressing and alot irritating that people talk like they want to hang out, be friends, be cool, and then when you try to get ahold of them, they blow you off, dont talk, or you text them and they're like 'who's this'?

yeah. nice.

So I was in such a terrible mood yesterday. Aside from it being a monday, and not going that well to begin with, I'd lost the bead from my lip ring a few days before, and swallowed it during lunch. I cant afford a replacement, and I have no extras. so now its grown in. I'm so mad. I LOVED that thing. now I need to get it repierced. GRR. I turned 22 on friday. Yet another birthday, come and gone, where I've done nothing. I....went to work, my boss gave my a joint, which is sitting in my desk doing nothing....I went to my brothers, ate cake and sat around....and then I went home, and fell asleep, because the people I was supposed to hang out with bailed. Again. I havent talked to Bro in weeks, he apparently moved to a place in lethbridge. Has no job, sick, and no phone. its a bit irritating. My thoughts are all over the place. Yesterday I was in this state, I just wanted to write. and then got home, slacked off, and lost everything I wanted to type. Fuck.



Several days later, unfinished post....fuck it.