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Dude, where's my Comments?

Wednesday, April 27, 2005

You all suck.

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Dude, where's my Car?

Saturday, April 23, 2005

A back lane near Osborne and Morly apparently.
At least that's what the good Constable who phoned me this morning told me.
That resulted in a phone call to some other department of the city police, where I held for almost 10 minutes (after dialing in repeatedly to a busy signal). Then the guy there took a hell of a long time to take down my info (I could hear his slow pecking/typing). From there it was a call to Autopac (the public insurance company) to schedule and interview for me to give a 'statement'. Let's see:
"Uh yeah... so I was like, asleep...and then I heard this guy talking on my answering machine saying he was a cop and was looking for me cuz they found my car. So I phoned him back and told him that my car was missing, and he told me to call another number. So I did. They told me to call one more number. So I did."
In any event, from what the Constable told me there doesn't seem to be any additional damage, as the perps drove it somewhere, then couldn't get it started again. See, the key doesn't come out of the ignition, and if you turn it right back to 'off' it's neigh-impossible to turn it to 'start' again. Foolish criminals. I get satisfaction out of the fact that my car beat them.
A few weeks ago someone tried to steal my car, but couldn't get the key turned. I was proud of it then. When asked 'do you have all the keys with you?' I got to say "No actually, there's one in the ignition and one on the dash".
Thankfully I didn't leave anything of value inside the car, other than my shovel in the trunk.
So anyways I can either pursue the claim and pay the $500 deductible for them to fix whatever was done, or not file the claim and just take the car. Me and the folks might drop by the compound tomorrow to take a gander at her, because quite frankly I think the deductible is more than the value of the car.

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An Open Letter to Myself Five Years from Now

Thursday, April 21, 2005

Dear FutureMe,
You had stuff written here but then clicked on a link which loaded in this tab and your writing went away. So we'll start again.
Right now you're sitting in your Warsaw st. apartment. The National is on tv, and Tigress is roaming the apartment. Jennie's gone for the night to Kurt's, so it's just you and the cat.
The National is covering the sponsorship scandal, remember that? Crazy stuff. I hope Stephen Harper never became Prime Minister.
You're typing on a 2.5GHz Pentium4, with 1G RAM.
Anyways, what's up? Jamie flew back to Thompson today, I wonder what's become of her.
I hope you have more passion in your life. Not just for a person, but for life itself. I hope you do something more productive with your time than you do now. Five years ago you 'celebrated' five years with the bank. Part of me hopes you still work for the bank, but part of me hopes you've quit and are doing something that you find more fulfilling. I hope you're braver than you were five years ago, and take more chances. I hope you're with someone you love, if that's what you want.
Five years ago you weren't sure. You'd been single for probably more than four years, and had become more than accustomed to it. I hope you're emotionally more mature than you were five years ago. Because you were single for so long, and your first relationship was a long one you felt as if you never developed some of the emotional skills that you should have at the time of this composition. If you're single and happy than good. If you've found that one person for you than even better. Ugh, I just hope that you're more outgoing, maybe. I'm not even sure about that. See? I hope you're more decisive and less apathetic.
I wonder if you've talked to the girl who lived in the apartment building across the back lane. Probably not, a meeting would have to be kismet.
You're probably reading this and wondering about the mixed tenses, but you try writing something to the future making reference to things that are in the future, but may be in the past when it's read.
I hope you have the occasion to travel more. I really want to go to europe, so you better honour that.
MSN is on version 7.0. I'm going to guess that when you're reading this it's version 12.0.
I hope Canada stands for more about what it should stand for in the world, and that it's exercising its potential.
I wonder if you found yourself back at university. Five years ago part of you really wanted to just quit work and go back to university and live that life again, because life seemed that much simpler back then. If not, I hope you at least managed to take some evening courses to keep your brain limber. Five years ago you wished that you were more well-read, or intelligent.
Writing this five years ago your greatest fear was that you'd accomplish nothing of what you typed in here, and that you'd be in the exact same spot you are now. Granted, five years isn't that far off, but who knows what will become of this site, or the email address you sent this to, so you decided that five years seemed to be the most workable timeframe.
All these things I hope, but to the exclusion of any of those things, I hope you're still you and haven't changed who you are for someone else.

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Wonderful

Wednesday, April 20, 2005

I happened to stumble into a copy of Wonderfalls yesterday at my local favourite used dvd/vhs/cd/record/video game store! A brand new copy for $39.
It's a real shame they cancelled this show after 4 episodes crammed in shitty different time slots. Give the viewing audience some credit.
I only discovered this show a few weeks ago when I noticed that Vision tv was showing it. Crappy religious channel, kick ass show. Check it out, download some episodes, or if you have Vision tv (basic cable in Canada) it's on Monday's at 8 and 11 CDT.

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Sinfully Delicious

Saturday, April 02, 2005

Hooooooly crap Sin City is a great movie.
It's uncanny how Rodriguez has managed to match the stills from the graphic novels with the live action on the screen. It simply has to be seen to be believed.
Wow, best movie I've seen this fiscal year.
5/5

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