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April 15, 2014 10:25PM

It's Time
  • I lived on Osgoode.
  • I worked at Windermere
  • I'm married to Bekki


The time has come where I believe I should close this site down.

Attempting to come up with work to show potential employers eventually leads back to this URL, and this writing is not the type of stuff I'd like to showcase to them, and thus I think something needs to change in order to protect my privacy and how I appear to people that matter.


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April 15, 2012 11:36PM

Make Sure That I Stay Dead
  • I was dating Bekki
  • I lived on Langarth St.
  • I worked at Windermere


Today was a bad day thanks to work. It was busy, the type of day I just can't stand at work, and it gave me a crippling headache that just fucked my entire afternoon and evening up, and only now is the pain reduced to the point of functioning.


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April 15, 2007 4:00AM

The Plan
  • I lived on Grey St.
  • Michelle was my Roommate


My plan was to write an entry tonight, ya know, one with some meat to it. I have a pretty bad headache, probably a 7 on the headache scale, so I can barely open my eyes because of the pain, so I'm certainly not going to sit here and type for a half an hour.


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April 15, 2007 1:45PM

The Release of Information
  • I lived on Grey St.
  • Michelle was my Roommate


It's difficult to decide where to start and what to cover... to be honest I don't even remember what I've talked about and what I've left out over the last month. You'll have to forgive me if I repeat myself, but I'll try to make it interesting to read.


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April 15, 2006 3:18AM

Ew, I washed my hair
  • I lived on Grey St.
  • Michelle was my Roommate


While yesterday was stressful, tiring, a daze, and really weird... in comparison, today was pretty boring and/or lazy. Truthfully, all I did was go for a walk once, and the rest was either watching TV or playing a game. It was nice because of how relaxing it was, but lame because it feels like a wasted day... it's probably best that I'm so apathetic and actually don't give a shit.

I watched The Bone Collector today, which is a movie I've seen numerous times and always enjoy, and it was about time to watch it again, so I downloaded it and enjoyed it once again. I planned on watching a second movie, but time seemed to run out and I ended up... not. I've got many movies in line waiting to be watched too, The Benchwarmers, The Negotiator, Aeon Flux, Final Destination 3.. and others.

I'm tired.
I'm going to sleep.


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April 15, 2006 1:21PM

Good Afternoon
  • I lived on Grey St.
  • Michelle was my Roommate


I actually had a pretty decent sleep, and (as it rarely happens) I woke up not that uncomfortable or headachey. I'm not really sure what decides whether or not my sleeps will be comfortable or not, but I would really enjoy finding out, so I could do it more regularly (haha.. do it).

I've put on some tomatos to cook today, and so the apartment smells wonderfully like the sweet and amazing smell of tomatos, and the window is open with a breeze coming in, and I just had a nummy bagel... so today is pretty nice so far.

I'm watching Hook, which is a movie I've seen a hundered times, and enjoyed more as a child, but it's still pretty fun to watch.

I'm just working a bit on the forum, and I'll write an update post when I'm done.

Until then!


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April 15, 2006 2:14PM

Excessive Forum News
  • I lived on Grey St.
  • Michelle was my Roommate


Excessive Forum Updates

I was pretty unhappy with the UBB style feature in the Excessive Forum, and I felt that it was under developed, and didn't even immitate the real UBB style boards well enough. I spent some time working on it (as dumb as working on something you won't even use feels) and it now works and acts much more like a real ubb style board. These are the changes that have been made:


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April 15, 2003 11:28PM

You are not a unique snowflake. You are the all singing, all dancing shit of the universe.
  • I lived with Ben on Cartier
  • I was with Linzie
  • I worked at Pizza Hut


Okay, so what is it exactly that gives people the idea that they have any right or knowledge enough to intrude into others lives, especially in something extremely important and delicate. What is it that makes them think they can do something good? How can someone be so inconsiderate and thoughtless, when claiming to be sensitive. If anything, I've made it extremely clear to everyone near me that I choose not to interact with society. I choose not to have friends, to stay inside, to free myself of this society's need for childish games, mindtrips, rumors, gossip and bullshit everyone seems to get high off of. It's rather amusing to me, that after being completly isolated for almost 4 months, after spending all my time either in my apartment, on the bus to work, or work... that I am still plagued by stupidity emenating from the shit hole known as high school drama. You see, I still have a link with this damnable place; my girlfriend. Yes, sadly enough there is still one thread which connects me to such wretched, childish behaviour known as the average highschool student. I awoke early this morning, eyes wide open, clear minded and warm... happy, as some would say. Yes, as it is a rare occasion, I was quite enjoying it. As I was getting ready to start my day of sitting, the phone rang. It happened to be... oh yes, the dreadful ex, who for one reason or another, thinks it will be forever the greatest day if I'm suffering. Hah, I laugh. She always claim to care for me, claims she wants the best for me, yet she spews her lies, her deciet my way, only to peirce the very armor I've built up over the last two months. I was told lies, lies which I mistakenly believed. This lead to me being stupid, to me going to school, to me (barely) walking the halls, so fucking out of my mind I didn't know where I was anymore. I talked to Linzie, she told me the truth; the obvious truth, which cannot be denied. You see this was a case of a friend told a friend told a friend told a friend. Such bullshit I wish to be free from. Something I cannot wait for. I was put through hell today, and for what? Because someone cared? Well, I don't want your caring, your comfort or anything you have to give. You are pain and nothing more.



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