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Tuesday, July 13th, 2004
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3:47 pm - whether we weather the weather...
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together? or in leather?
current mood: conserving
current music: my own diseased mind - stoically celibate
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| Saturday, February 21st, 2004
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1:19 pm - resiste
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No Pude.
You're Canada!
People make fun of you a lot, but they're stupid because you've
got a much better life than they do. In fact, they're probably just jealous.
You believe in crazy things like human rights and health care and not
dying in the streets, and you end up securing these rights for yourself and
others. If it weren't for your weird affection for ice hockey, you'd be
the perfect person.
Take
the Country Quiz at the Blue Pyramid
current mood:  complacent
current music: Cash - I Hung My Head
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| Thursday, November 6th, 2003
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1:13 pm - positivity prose pt. 1.
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There are positive and negative forces in every person's life. I believe that what exactly consitutes positivity and negativity varies from person to person. For me, positive forces are happiness and good mental health - these can be represented in the physical world by the concepts of cleanliness, order, and an organized lifestyle. Negativity for me is stress. Stress upsets any and all balances I've managed to develop, whether they be a clean living area, organizing my time so that I am accomplishing that which I need and that which I want (ie. school, band), or maintaining a healthy eating/sleeping schedule.
current mood:  drained
current music: Readable Ink - The Garden's Roof
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| Thursday, October 23rd, 2003
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10:54 pm - long time coming...
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Things are good.
Interesting developments in Readable Ink, first mixes of albums and upcoming shows.
Ashley is a very nice girl, fun and easy going.
friendships are clipping along at record speeds.
School is school, but I think it g'wan be irie.
current mood:  tired
current music: Dispatch - Two Coins
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| Tuesday, October 14th, 2003
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8:55 am - wow.
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I should start writing in me again.
current mood: tired
current music: Hawksley Workman - Ugly Man
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| Saturday, August 2nd, 2003
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1:11 pm - howdy there y'all we're Readable Ink...
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Played last night at the Elbow Room.
It went so well. The crowd was absolutely amazing.
The guys make me want to make beautiful music forever, thanks guys.
So tight.
I met a nice girl last night.
current mood:  stuck in the afterglow
current music: Sarah Slean - Book Smart, Street Stupid
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| Friday, July 11th, 2003
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12:25 pm - hawksleytown
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Last night bluesfest.
I caught Hawksley Workman and then stuck around for Michael Frente with Spearhead.
Ohmanohmanohmanohman. Hawksley is beyond words.
Try taking the most poignant, most beautiful moments and feelings and experiences in your life: your first love; a sweet, electrically charged summer's night; time spent with family at the cottage over a few drinks and a bonfire; warm conversations with good friends... Take these and throw them in a blender, pouring out, not liquid, but sound and music and voice: This is Hawksley Workman.
Thank you.
Spearhead were also amazing but in a very different way. Bullfrog mixed with Sublime, with all the energy, musicianship and good feelings one would expect.
The rain held off until after the show but the sky was threatening the whole time. So perfect.
__________________________
New Hawksley Workman album to be released soon.
current mood: drained
current music: Hawksley Workman - No Beginning, No End - In My Head
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| Saturday, May 31st, 2003
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2:48 pm - wow.
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I just read over the last bunch of entries in here. I was crazy stressed in April. May was alright. I got a couple of jobs, turned twenty, Scott and Mark both came to visit (these visits were the highlights of the month I think), and now it's over.
I spent a lot of the early part of this week with Robyn, she's a really cool girl. went to see the superfriendz at Babylon. That was a great show. Cooked my first Lasagna, I think that the time was finally right to make that step, I feel good about it.
My throat is a bit sore today, I think I may be catching something. I played some morning chess with Ben. I lost and it was a great game. Now I'm here in Dug's room. Ben went to pick up Regina, Dug is at work.
Three o'clock. Simpsons is on.
current mood:  crappy
current music: My Own Diseased Mind - Can I Get A What The Hell?
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| Wednesday, May 14th, 2003
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4:12 pm - new
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The move went well.
The Rheos were fantastic.
Our show will be good.
Scott's coming to visit.
So is Mark.
I'm sketched out.
Feeling great.
current mood: reborn
current music: My Own Diseased Mind - Sweet Sweet Silence
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| Saturday, April 26th, 2003
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10:10 pm - nothing to say.
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I've got nothing to say.
current mood:  restless
current music: My Own Diseased Mind - A Flower Under Your Pillow
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| Friday, April 25th, 2003
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12:38 pm - Lie awake wondering if things could've been much different...
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Everyone makes mistakes I let you down for the last time
Truth prevails and there's nothing I can hide.
I lost the original version of this entry.
I learnt a hard lesson last night, I did something that I shouldn't have. I'm sorry, not because me being sorry makes me feel better, but because I fucked up, because I hurt someone that I really love. And that just sucks.
She has got part of her life figured out, the part that I'm still lacking, so it goes. I was wrong to doubt. I was childish and vindictive to doubt. Given the chance, I'll do the wrong thing every time I'm presented with a new situation ...at least I don't repeat mistakes. But this silver lining does nothing for me now.
It seems that I'm not ready to take my place in the grown up world, and that's fine. Growing up is trial and error (though it would be great if it were innate), and I tried and erred. What else is there to say?
I can't go back, nor do I want to. I know I need to grow and learn, I just wish I had grown and learnt before I met her and lost myself in her. That would have been ideal. So it goes.
current mood:  determined
current music: My Own Diseased Mind - It Takes A Woman, To Make A Real Man
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| Wednesday, April 23rd, 2003
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12:59 am - By the hand of the Almighty.
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Interesting night thus far.
Not much studying done.
Talked to Barton, I think I'm being lied to.
Oh well, at least I got in some time with friends.
Regina and I are cool, I'm looking forward to the summer.
I'm done exams tommorow.
7 more days until I move.
current mood:  content
current music: G Love and the Special Sauce - Cold Beverages
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| Saturday, April 19th, 2003
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2:11 am - I hate this.
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I've got so much to learn, about so many things, that I think I'm going to lose my mind. I fucking hate myself right now. I hate that I have so much to learn, and that I know that I have so much to learn. Ignorance is bliss, because once I learn something I'm able to remember it and apply it. Knowledge is key, but knowing that I need this knowledge is probably the worst thing I've ever felt. Fuck.
I'm sorry, but sorry isn't descriptive enough, the phrase "I'm sorry" has become a hated thing, because it is never enough to describe how I feel when I say it. When I say "I'm sorry" to someone, it's because the way I feel is beyond words, and when I say I'm sorry it's a guarantee that I'm incapable of forming words and sentences the way I wish I could. Fuck.
I was selfish and thoughtless, and that is why I'm sorry because in the moment that I was selfish and thoughtless I became less than human, or at least less than the human that I would like to be, that I'm still becoming. Fuck.
I have it within me to be a good person, and I'm sorry that I'm not quite there, that I'm still shy of my goal to be a good - by my standards - person. Fuck.
You've taught me so much about myself. I'm sorry that I've hurt you as much as I have, but again, sorry just doesn't cut it. Fuck.
One day. One day. Until then, I have to forget that I know I have a lot to learn. Fuck.
current mood:  morose
current music: My Own Diseased Mind - Fuck You Dave, Fuck You Right To Hell
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| Tuesday, April 15th, 2003
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2:58 pm - Because I can.
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I got the rest of my OSAP today.
No more money stress... for a bit.
Went out job hunting, should be easy enough.
I'm okay.
But the summer cannot come soon enough.
current music: La Lupita - Gavilan o Paloma
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| Friday, April 11th, 2003
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2:55 am - I went for a walk...
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| Tuesday, April 8th, 2003
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12:40 pm - Woke up on the wrong side of the bed...
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You're in a terrible mood.
The reasons are: Abby, essays, lack of sleep.
Don't forget this feeling.
You may need it later.
current mood:  stressed
current music: Rheostatics - This Is Nowhere
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| Sunday, April 6th, 2003
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4:22 am - Buhaha.
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This is it.
I love myself.
I'm my own psychologist.
I know what is the right choice and what is the wrong choice.
I know and understand the consequences of both.
Kev is good.
I've got an essay to write.
Thanks Mark.
current mood:  happy
current music: Rheostatics - Record Body Count
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| Wednesday, April 2nd, 2003
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9:43 pm - The long road to glory...
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Yesterday was a crazy day.
I was up at 4:30 in the morning and asleep by 5:00 this morning.
It was Jeff's birthday, see?
good times, good times.
Thanks go out to Mark for the helpful brotherly ass-kicking.
I talked to Mother. I miss her.
Secondary thanks go out to The Rheostatics, for composing this.
current mood:  melancholy
current music: Ben Folds Five - Fair
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| Tuesday, April 1st, 2003
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12:29 pm - Just a little fun...
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12:15 pm - early day
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I was up at 4:30 this morning, couldn't sleep.
Went for breakfast with Kev, good times. Thanks Kev.
One more class to go and then nap time.
Cheers.
current mood:  blank
current music: My Own Diseased Mind - This Is Not A Party Song!
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