Bad Person

I just whomped an exam. Took me less than an hour. Take that university!

Sometimes when I'm writing (normally or blogging) I write down a sentence, a phrase, maybe an exclamation of some kind and I can distinctly hear a person's voice in my head. It's usually my friends and family, but not every time. It's hard to describe, and it's not on purpose, and it just kinda happens. I just think it's really cool when it does.

Jay is here! He flew in the other day. Literally, There is now a douchebag sized hole in our roof. I wish there was a Josh shaped hole there too.

I'm thinking about putting in a skylight.



But yeah he's here and has been taking up space in my room, eating my food and making a nuisance of himself. Wouldn't have it any other way. I'm happy that (so far) he's getting along with everyone (not that anyone really has been around, it's been like 2 days since I've seen Chachi or Ombre).

I also would probably be pleased if he stopped sharing stories involving myself and the crazy chicks that have made up my dating life, but hey I can't have everything. and it is a little bit funny to hear someone else's perspective on it all. But all in all I'm just happy he's here and not up with the Manatee and her spoiled rotten fuck-up kids anymore.


Pictured above: Jay's ex.

On a related note I've decided to be a bad person today. Of course, how is that different from any other day?... is what Aubrey or Kate or Becca would say if they were around at the moment.

I'm just pissed off at how things turned out with them, mostly cause I was getting attached to the idea of them being together. I kinda liked her. But then she fucked with my family, and there's not a whole lot of us around. Besides if I don't bash my Twin's ex all over the Internet, then who will? Jay? Nope. Josh? Maybe, but he hasn't ever met her. That leaves me. It's a lot of responsibility but I think I can handle it. And it's probbaly theraputic for Jay to see people on his side. So there.

Justification! Well ish.

Lately I've been struggling a bit with what I'm going to do with myself after the holidays. Jay has some rather good ideas (surprised? I know I am!). But yeah just worried. I mean I've been in this place before and I know I'lll make it through, as far as I'm concered making it through is a non-issue. It's just going to be rough and I've had that more often then I like. It just sucks and I don't like it.

Plus, someone mentioned new years. Gah! After last year I think I'll lock myself in a room with pizza, comic books and hunker down and wait it out. Or maybe find someone who's doing something and go out. Or not be in Guelph! I have seriously mixed feelings about New Years. Of course, I belive they're rather well justified. Then again, finding new and varied ways to fuck up my life during the holidays is sort of a past-time of mine.

I miss Lysee. But I changed my phone plan so I don't have to sell body parts to pay my phone bill.

I miss my kidney. Next time maybe I'll use someone else's instead.

Oh and by the way, yes I took Jay's ex off my facebook before I posted this. This blog is only for people I LIKE (and those poor bastards who stumble across it). So if you're reading this feel priviledged. And leave a a comment because I still haven't got into the habit of checking them.

That's me. Also, if you're a chick, leave your cup size. I just like to know.