Ecstasy

Okay, my mistake. I guess I will update this more than once.

FUCK! I have another roommate who is loud during sex. I hate it when this happens. He's the one in the room beside me too.

And he never has any guests over.

posted by Murray @ 4:39 PM 4 comments

Y'know that psychotic gleam atown gets sometimes, when he talks about art students? It's only for like 1.867 seconds at a time, but it always seemed so random. Apparently, I do that now. And I think I understand why.

In other rimjob news, my 10-day cold is receding thanks to hilarious ammounts of medicinal products, first dayquil, then buckleys, then good old fashioned needles and herbs. I'm pretty happy about that.

Oh, and my surgery is up for december 19th, as it stands right now. I'm gonna have one of the most severely rockingest semesters ever, between engineering 2a semester, healthy living, and no more alcohol or major caffeine for chest-burster related reasons.

The math is truely the most delicious portion of my life. :)

posted by Murray @ 11:14 PM 1 comments

consider the idea, that maybe you are a bad person. that all the mean, hurtful things people say about you are true, and so much more. Accept it as possible, and decide that you should live on anyways, and be happy.

consider the idea, that maybe you are a good person, and that everything you do is fair and just, given your circumstances. consider that maybe you are right about everything, and that you are without flaw.

If you believe either of these ideas by itself, you will be in a sad state. Finally, once and for all, convince yourself that neither of these is even slightly true, and that that is completely alright, and you might just live happy.

There, so I do believe something.

posted by Murray @ 11:32 PM 4 comments

SAM: What ARE you guys? And why did you suddenly drop your half-assed
pirate dialect?
PIRATE: We're Buccaneers! We used to have mundane office jobs, working in cubicles with water coolers and coffee cups with clever slogans and those wacky calendars with photos of diseased-looking chimps wearing neckties.
SAM: But you've got hooks and peg legs.
PIRATE: Funny about that.


STOREKEEPER: NOOO. I can't stand it. It's killing me! AARRGH!
SAM: I've never witnessed such mind-numbing horror -- well there was that geriatric, nude-volleyball tournament...


Max: "If I ever get this rich and famous, I want you to shoot me Sam."
Sam: "It'll be my pleasure Max."


SAM: Max, if I start to freeze, I may have to gut you and crawl inside your
body for warmth.
MAX: Please do!


Sam: Aww... It's a cute hypersufflic kitten.
Max: I'll call him mittens cause I think he'd make a fine pair of them.

posted by Murray @ 6:26 PM 0 comments

Is this goth bitchy or emo bitchy? hell, I dunno. You're not my real mommy. I hate you! I hate you! Can you spare a buck for the bus? Yes? Buck fifty?

Today for brekkie I had:

• sweet & sour mystery meat: It's adverteised as pork, it's the consistency of chicken or maybe tuna, and it's the colour of not-meat, even on the inside.
• mr noodles (whoopa!)
• an uncorrect medley of corn, zuchinni, tomato, yellow bell pepper, and mushroom. I'm still too wussy to use those hot peppers at a noticable rate.

It's surprisingly delicious. In other news, elec is much more interesting when you aren't forced to study it. Who's shocked? Anyone?

posted by Murray @ 8:11 AM 2 comments

dear diary

so, bunch of stuff, in no particular order. This will be a very large post, if I don't run out of time on this computer. nobody ever reads this, though, so whatever.

I'm on a library computer five minutes from my house, on which I have a max of 1 hour access each day, although I don't usually come. So net access is limited, and chatting won't be so much happening.

about my heart: I just had a second sonocardiograph, because the data disc from the first one got corrupted or something. mmm, taste the beurocracy. But anyhoo, there's a hole between my atria, and I'm definetly getting heart surgery some time this year. Whoopee...

Apartment is nice, roommate (troy) is cool, the job is alright, the city is beautiful, and the produce in chinatown is lovely.

I'm amazed at the charity I constantly receive from others, without even having to ask. Thanks everyone!

Oh, and not that she'll ever read this, but that girl who was compassionate towards drunks such as myself at that dythramb, you are awesome and I was not just drunkenly rambling.

Well, I guess it's not a very large post, with my ability to summarize. I just bought the second cd of my life, some steel drum covers played by a guy I forget the name of right now who plays down on the seawall sometimes. He nis awesome, although unfortunetly my favourite song I heard wasn't on either of his cds. Oh well, I may hear him again. And the peace vigils at the downtown cenitaph seem to be going well. Power to them.

I had a really, really awesome dream recently, as I often do. i don't remember most of it, and what I remember is difficult to describe, but the two lead characters in it were both awesome. A prophet, and a modern joan-of-arc, only fighting for her fellow poor vs. the rich oppressors, instead of for france vs. the brits. Her weapon of choice: a big iron beam, bent.

posted by Murray @ 3:09 PM 0 comments

I'm in victoria!

y'know that feeling of awe you get when you see something really, really beautiful, ie a sky full of stars on a very clear night? I got that feeling again and again for a few hours in a row this evening, wandering around beacon hill park and downtown vic. Oh, and stoners kept coming up to me to say hi, exchanging names, and suggesting places in town I should visit. I love this city! love!

posted by Murray @ 10:05 PM 3 comments

the shape of my heart

so, I'm probably gonna go in for heart surgery. That's pretty sweet. It seems I've got exceptionally leaky valves, or something like that. Really, is life complete without open heart surgery? I'm just assuming this qualafies as "open". anyone more knowledgeable, feel free to correct me.

In other news, still haven't heard back from mike sullivan about the maid job. Hope that works out. Haven't heard from Troy about the apartment either, hope that works out. I have a backup plan, though. Apartment hunting for a few days as originally intended. And maybe I can work on a construction site. Stranger things have happened.

I've gotten accepted into uvic and uvic housing. I was already partially accepted, and I'm still not fully accepted. I guess this is lvl 3 or something.

I failed my latest roadtest. That means I probably won't have a chance to try it again for about 12 months. Not that I was gonna use it in the next 12 months anyway, but it would have been nice to be nagged about one fewer things.

I've had an interesting week, all in all. I hope next week is as exciting.

posted by Murray @ 6:39 PM 0 comments