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Tuesday, December 27th, 2005
11:32 pm	IVE EATN SO MANY FUCKIN CHOCLATS TONITE Ive to wake up early tomorrow. Ive to return a minivan rental that Ive had for 9 days, put 2600 kilometers on, nailed it, blew out a tire, three cracks in the windshield, all chipped up, nailed it, 16 hours in one day, 6 people, used to be silver, now brown, inside, too. Im loaded. Current Mood: nail it Current Music: Sadies (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Wednesday, December 7th, 2005
8:45 pm	Life has me in its Death Grip. After i shave, i inspect the razor burn on my neck, go to war on in-growns, and tell them, "Dirty Little Bastards." I believe that's what the Sun mutters at the Moons of Jupiter. Or the White cells to the Red. ))<>(( Current Mood: yeah that's a good one (7 Comments |Comment on this)
Thursday, September 22nd, 2005
6:12 pm	I don't dance. I recently realized that I have 12 friends, but 15 people who call me friend. Bit of a discrepancy there. It's not a lot of friends, I know, but I'm very selective. Count yourselves among the chosen. So I added 'thelaw, 'throbot, and 'calebooooooooo yeah. I don't know the ROBOT, but I welcome you. Want some tang? Calebooooooooooooooooo If you're out there anywhere, we miss you. Calebooooooooooooooooo Also, as a matter for the LAW, consider yourself a very lucky LAW. I danced at your wedding. I don't dance. Ask sausages. That is all. Current Mood: ...math is hard. (4 Comments |Comment on this)
Sunday, September 11th, 2005
11:56 am	I didn't break it, so I'm not gonna fix it. REchargeable. Energenetic. yyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy. Fix the six. Two to do. Way too to do. Eight. I got's to get paid. I'm wading in the ground. I'm waiting around. Lookin for a good epitaph, maybe a cartesian graph, Maybe a sign wave... goodbye. Current Mood: sinisismistic Current Music: wog wog woopy (Comment on this)
Saturday, August 27th, 2005
2:29 pm	Death of a Compost I'm flying to Saskatoon. On my left, a tattooed carpenter, shades, no sleeves, money for beer out before take off. On my right, a lanky ditz calling her boyfriend back and forth in an inane form of cel phone arguement. I'm at Amigos with Susan, I need more beer. That's better. I'm standing, solitary, post-ceremony mingling, q-style. 'You're qu*nt*n. I'm j.' "Hi j, be with us." I'm in the food court, Midtown, Booster Juice, wedding bests on. 'Do you work here?' "No, but I'll sell you a bible." I'm drinking. gw, scotch, wine, white, red. La Rissa is kneading my curls. red. I'm dancing. I'm smoking. I'm puking. I steal the bible for remarketing purposes. I'm flying, pain pills, water, prairie harvest quilt. I'm taking the scraps out. Compost bin is empty, plant pots are full, landlord stole my compost. Steal it back. Nothing. Current Mood: brrraaawwff!!! Current Music: Record Hits thru Tape Magic (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Sunday, June 5th, 2005
5:59 pm	If I were a socialist, I would: 1. Reply with your name and I will write something about you. 2. I will then tell what song/movie remind me of you. 3. If I were to apply an o'clock to you, it would be... 4. I will try to name a single word that best describes you. 5. I'll tell you the most memorable moment I've had with you. 6. I will tell you what animal you remind me of. 7. I'll then tell you something that I've always wondered about you. 8. Put this in your journal. Ps. I feel sticky. Current Mood: huh. (14 Comments |Comment on this)
Sunday, May 29th, 2005
3:05 pm	Sunflower. Bodies need holes. How else are you going to get in and out of there. My favourite are ears. Maybe bung holes. I dunno, just can't decide. Put some shit in there, see what happens. See what my inside does to it. I like to rip stuff out of the ground and put it in there. "What's for diner tonight honey?" "Fusion. Hydrogen fusion." "Again?" Current Mood: oh boy Current Music: Pixies are in a state. (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Tuesday, May 24th, 2005
7:56 pm	I skipped work today. I'm getting over a cold, but I could have toughed it out. It's my wedding anniversary. 2 years. 4 day long weekend. I laid around for most of it, diverting my body's chemical energy to my immune system rather than kinetic energy. I get confused a lot by what people tell me matters, like taking your job seriously and shit. These big, matterful things (tv shows, politics, money, my future, et c.) are, to me, like a strict diet of Cool Whip. But what else am supposed to talk to people about? I like talking to people, but I usually find it pretty trying. I'm either too open or not open enough, I can't tell which. My humour is mostly sarcasm, which is detrimental. I don't like being judgmental, which seems to be a necessity of opinion formation, but everyone else seems to have opinions on matterful stuff, so I try, but it is a hollow, Cool Whip endevour, and I fear it's rather transparent. So I withdraw myself from the socialness of society since I find it easier than pretending I care about matters. Then I grow lonely and stale. If anybody wants to give me an opion on all this stuff, stuff it. Current Mood: what mood? Current Music: E. Smith, Basement on Hill (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Sunday, May 22nd, 2005
2:33 pm	Will someone please martyr me? today is the first day of my alternate icon. on the last day, I will become the icon. I am the centre of the hourglass. I am the zero, I am the one. Current Mood: Procacious Current Music: Angel Choir (3 Comments |Comment on this)
Friday, April 15th, 2005
9:42 pm	Bathroom, so confusing. You know your apartment is too small when you can get to the toilet inside of five seconds from anywhere. Then again, maybe not being able to afford a bigger place is perfect for a drunk. You never know when you're going to puke, and you can spend the rent money you save on more booze. It's settled, I'm taking up the bottle. It's the best spin I can put on this whole bathroom situation. Current Mood: suck it Current Music: Soundtrack for America's Next Top Model (4 Comments |Comment on this)
Thursday, April 14th, 2005
8:20 pm	The Big Fucking Deal "Hey Dylan, do you like my new hat?" "New hat? Big fucking deal, Alisa." Current Mood: i feel funny (6 Comments |Comment on this)
Saturday, April 2nd, 2005
9:57 am	Bipolar people are interesting. "Every day that I have lived has been worse than the day before, since the day that I was born." - Henk V., Carpenter, Vancouver, BC "I really feel that God has blessed me in every way in my life, and I'm so thankful for all that I have." - Henk V., Carpenter, Vancouver, BC Current Mood: enthralled (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Wednesday, March 23rd, 2005
5:07 pm	A Recent Apology Please, everyone, do not "Fuck Mike Barth". I know that I said "Fuck Mike Barth" once, but I was in a foul mood that day, and, for some reason, I thought of Mike. My apologies to my dear friend Mike Barth. I hope you haven't been @#$!ed. Current Mood: giddy Current Music: The Repetitive Drone of a Guilty Conscience (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Monday, March 21st, 2005
5:49 pm	I couldn't have said it better LiveJournal Haiku! Your name: quntun Your haiku: do good go home pay bills repeat happy birthday everyone someone Username: Created by Grahame Current Mood: thirsty Current Music: The Purest Artform (Comment on this)
Friday, March 11th, 2005
7:38 pm	Show up. Do good. Go home. Pay bills. Repeat. Happy birthday everyone! Current Mood: drunk Current Music: Robin Attas - sleepy little town (Comment on this)
7:33 pm	Someone once said that moderation was the key to happiness. What an Asshole. Current Mood: contemplative Current Music: That 70's Show Theme Song (Comment on this)
5:51 pm	This is Stupid a) That's stupid. b) I don't believe you. c) Why? The first two work in most conversations, especially when the person talking to you is full of shit, but can be used at any old time. The third works well when said person says something really obvious. I use these three staples of communication on a semi-regular basis (they lose their meaning if overused and contain a risk of spiraling nonsense) and generously recommend them to anyone needing help staying grounded during times of interpersonenergymingling. This is stupid. I don't believe me. See? q Current Mood: cynical Current Music: Lady's choice (4 Comments |Comment on this)
Friday, March 4th, 2005
4:59 pm	Fuck Mike Barth I have pretty good lung capacity. When ever it's been put to the test, I historically bested most. Then I met Mike. I don't think it's ever been official (I'm afraid), but I think Mike may have me beat in this category. I must have heard the story about how he got way too **** the first time he ****ed *** on account of how he was taking way too big of ****s about a hundred times now. "Oh my lungs are so huge!" Anyway, if Mike and I locked ourselves naked in a bathroom together and had a fight to the death, I'm pretty sure I could kill him. Current Mood: angry Current Music: Transformers (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Thursday, February 24th, 2005
5:38 pm	It's the Quentin Show So, I come home from work yesterday. Have a smoke. Go inside, spray Dr.Scholl's aerosol foot deodorant in my work boots. As I watch the misty haze hover in my boot, I wonder if it's flammable. It is. Hey! The inside of my $180 work boot is on fire! I need that. Panic, blow on it, huge ball of flame comes out at me. Singed my beard, hair, eyelash and eyebrow on my right side. I immediately started laughing. Knowing that this, among all other senseless acts, was the most foolish and stupidest thing that I had ever done. I challenge all to worst me. P.s. I just got a digital camera two months ago. Who wants to see my genitals, and why? Current Mood: hot Current Music: Great Balls of Fire (12 Comments |Comment on this)
Tuesday, December 28th, 2004
2:55 am	I am a futuristic robot from 1965 My brother-in-law's common-law spouse's adopted father passed away some years ago, and left this with her brother.  Then they gave it to me. 1965 Akai M-8 1/4 inch reel-to-reel stereo/4-track tape recorder with twin tube pre and power amplifiers and speakers that fold together like a box, with a handle, like a suitcase, it's fucking awesome.  Made in Japan, suprisingly excellent condition, also comes with originl dynamic microphones and tons of unopened 7 inch tapes. One tape has a label with the word "Negro" surrounded by greek letters.  Another tape has greek music on it.  One day, Dylan and I will make love to this greek music.  Sweet love. Current Mood: loved Current Music: greek (4 Comments |Comment on this)