Wednesday, December 15, 2004

Special Delivery
My Pixie receives her flowers tomorrow (thursday). I can only hope for the best.

I've nothing more to say.

Cheers.


- nine -

P.S. I'm out of milkshakes. I finished the last one today. That heist was so worth it. *grinn*
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Tuesday, December 14, 2004

Let me go ooooonnn...
...like a blister in the sun

Speaking of blisters, I got one playing drums. Perhaps I should consider buying a pair of drumming gloves. In the meantime, I'll try not to play so rough. OK, I'll try to try.

And yes Red, I twirl my drumstick after beatin someone with it while points and grinning with the other. It makes an oh so righteous victory pose.

I tied up my hair in many ways. When I tie it high on my head, I've got this weird hair fountain look. And when I tie it back, I think the proper way to describe (or insult) the look would be "Cana-Jam-Asia-Squid-Ness". The 'ness' is rather unecessary but it sounds cool.

The braids are gone now. I took them out before I took one of my 'naps' (stupid family never wakes me up for dinner). Oh yeah, it's 5:30 in the morning. Anyway, just like anyone else removing braids, I had this fluffyness on my head. I headbanged for a bit and it settled down and sorta straightened out again. Like magic!

Here's another poem I submitted (and got accepted):

Poem Zero

Stop blinking
Your eyelashes slice my soul
Like a plastic mug
How would you like it
If nobody had concern
About you
Dancing with the snowflakes
Paint your apology
With tulips and mint jelly
Shimmer dammit
Shimmer...

Yeah, I know what you're thinking. I also don't believe this got accepted. It's the type of thing you say when you're hopped up on Pocky and Bubble Tea (which doesn't sound like a bad idea right now. Would anyone care to join me?).

Heh. There's this guy I know who snaps and points everytime he greets me. "Hey there good buddy!" *snap and point*. I cry myself laughing every time he does that. I mean it's so flippin' funny. Well, at least to me because my other friends and I this very weird inside joke going. *snap and point* *snap and point* He's such a corncob. (Relevance? None)

I'm not feeling cold right now. I'm pefectly fine. However, my right pinky toe is freezing. It's such a rebel.

It's nice to wake up ridiculously early. It's so peaceful. It'd be nice to welcome the morning with a violin solo but I don't have one. I've got an acoustic. Maybe I'll play that to welcome the morning. *plays the sailor moon theme*

*laughs* Yes I know how to play Sailor Moon. It's so catchy!

Time for some tea. Have a sweet day, everyone.

Cheers

- nine -
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Monday, December 13, 2004

Don't you dare tug it!
I braided my hair today. Well, my sister braided it for me because I wouldn't be able to do the back. It's styled in little sections so I look like some alien with tubes coming out of my head. Or a squid. Yeah, actually a squid describes it better. I'm a badass squid. Hah. Try saying that out loud with a straight face. "I'm a badass squid." Man, if you don't smile, you need help.

Anyway, my friends kept trying to tug at my braids. Stupid people. They got what they deserved. A drumstick to the shins (which I'm getting very efficient at doing).

I've stopped worrying about the flower thing. Not completely though. I've just managed to drown it out just enough to help me avoid becoming literally crazy for this girl.

The school newspaper was desperate for poem submissions for their poetry section. I thought it'd be nice if I gave them a little something. And by little I mean a full page of poems that I scribbled in a few minutes. What amuses me is that fact that they accepted all of them. So I've got a whole poetry section dedicated to me. Heh, I'm not even a student there anymore. Anyway, here's one of them:

Duct Tape on A Hairy Leg

Hurry
Get it over with
I’m ready
Three
Two
One
Screaming
Screaming
Stop
You know what?
Forget the other leg

Yeah, I'm proud.

Oh something else that amused me. I took my family out to sushi dinner last night at our local japanese restaurant. We've gone there quite frequently since they opened 5 years ago and we've become good friends with the owner. We haven't seen her for a while. When she saw me she kept remarking that I'm a tall boy and very handsome. "You should become a model." "How many girlfriends do you have?". Heh, she's so funny. Apparantly every time I see her, I grow. Maybe she's right. I wouldn't mind having one of the waitresses as a girlfriend. Mmm, she's got these sexy cat eyes and the cutest face. And she always leaves me a whole teapot to myself. Meow baby. OK, I shouldn't get too carried away here. Mmmm, sushi kitten with teeeea. I'll stop now. I promise.

My pixie is the only girl I really care about right now. Uh-oh, I'm worrying again. Wait.... It's gone.

Christmas shopping is gonna kill me. But I'll die with honor.

Have some tea on me. Cheers everyone.

- nine -
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Sunday, December 12, 2004

I know what the problem is
I can't stop thinking about how Sara will react to the flowers. I hope it's a good reaction. But any reaction will do. My palms get sweaty just thinking about it. *frustrated yell* Argh!

Anyway, I had a sweet day yesterday (Saturday). I was at my friend, Chris' house for a jam session. Dwayne our bass player was there too. Unfortunately, with him around we didn't make much progress. That dude is a human distraction. When he left around 6pm, we finally got down to playing whole songs. We do so much better without him but we need him at the same time. We'll figure something out. My arms hurt from playing. And guess what. I completely mashed up a brand new pair of sticks. My cursed hi-hats ruoughed it up. Or was it my fault? I can't help but play hard. Bah whatever.

You guys know that song "Last Christmas" by Wham? This is the third year the song applies to me. The song fits me well because I get turned down the previous Christmas and then manage to find myself a new crush. Actually, I spent a good 2 years going for my last crush so the song didn't apply last year. OK this is pathetic and confusing. I'm such a sucker.

I feel sad now.

- nine -
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Friday, December 10, 2004

What will she say?
Today I made the order to send her flowers. I hope she likes them. I almost fought the flower store guy for them.

I found the perfect little bunch of flowers to send her but the dude insisted on adding extras. The flowers he suggested were so ugly. Orange and purple they were. Maybe they would nicely compliment other flowers in crazyworld but they totally clashed with the light and mellow color scheme I had going with the opriginal bunch. Jeez, what a loser. He works at a flower shop but he can't coordinate colors for beans. I swear, I was going to strangle him.

Anyway, he convinced me to send a little teddy bear and a small package of candies as well. Altogether, it seems like a nice little surprise. He asked me what I wanted to write on the card.

Dear Sara,

I bet you weren't expecting this. Merry Christmas.

- Josh

Yeah, I used my real name. I couldn't think of any other way to say it's from me without using my name. And 'anonymous' would just complicate things. I know the note sound really stupid but I couldn't think of something else to say. I'm not going to say something like "I've so infatuated with you! Let's go out!". Ugh, that's crush suicide. He was going to write "Love, Josh" but I told him to scratch it out because.. you know. She may find it awkward or something. I'm gonna play it safe. I've made stupid little mistakes like that before and those usually caused the destruction of anything relationship-related. Yeah, I'm a fuck-up when it comes to things like this but I can't help it.

Well, it's time for unagi.

I hope your day is goin' as swell as mine. Cheers everyone.

- nine -
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Thursday, December 9, 2004

I think I'm gonna be sick
I think I got a bit carried away with these milkshakes. Just because I have 20 of them doesn't mean I should drink 6 of them in one sitting.

Guess what. I did.

I don't feel so good, guys. I think I'll have a milkshake.

Well, I've decided to send my Pixie some flowers. For Christmas or something. I want to let her know it's me without using my real name. The first thing that came to mind was"from your secret admirer". But the way I act around her doesn't make it a very good secret. And what if she assumes it someone else? I would than have to murder that someone. And we don't want that now, do we?

I bought some new drumsticks today. Not the chicken kind. The kind you use to play drums, smartass. Sorry, this guy I know thought he was being clever by saying that so I gave him a good thwack to the shins.

Will someone get me a plain white necktie?

I trimmed my hair yesterday. About 5 inches. It's been two and half years since barbers shears have touched my hair. And they still haven't touched my hair. How? I went to a stylist. There's a difference. He's gay so my hair looks super cool. Gay guys really know how to make you look good. I wonder why. Whatever reason it is, I'm flattered. *grinn*

Oh god, I actually drank another milkshake...

Have a great hour. Then another. Then another. Then another...

- nine -
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Wednesday, December 8, 2004

MILKSHAKE MAN!!!

I got about 21 of these now. I drank a few after the heist.



Well, there still is no NY post about my trip. I'll post it when I get my pics developed. I used two disposable so I'm gonna get them in photo form and photo CD. I should get them soon.

I'm sorry again for not being able to visit you guys. I've been pretty busy getting back to normal from my NY trip. I think I'm good now.

Ready for something sweet?

I DID IT! I successfully stole 6 crates of milkshakes from the unattended truck. I honestly didn't think I'd be able to pull it off but hey, I gotta win sometime. Here's how it went down.

So we all met at the school at around 5 in the morning. It wasn't the best idea because it was pretty cold. We killed time by playing "I spy". WE then saw the cargo truck drive to the caf doors. Boogie time.

Accomplice A with the vehicle stayed behind while accomplice B came with me to the caf. WE went around the school so we could set ourselves beneath the camera. WE didn't have a sticker or silly string on us because we aren't the most organized guys out there. We used a mitten instead. I accidentally dropped my thief toque before covering up the cam. Unless they pull off some crime scene investigations, I don't think it matters.

The janitor was opening the school doors just like we said. The crates were sitting on top a wheel cart thing (I forget what they're called). Accomplice B thought it would be smart to just roll all the crate away but after nudging it a bit we decided not to. It made a bit too muh noise.

So with whatever morning strength we had gathered, we took two crates each in one trip and one crate each in another. I swear my arms and legs hurt like crazy lugging those things to the car.

By 6:30am we were outta there. We had a few celebration shakes and split it up 2 crates each. Meaning 24 milkshakes. I got most of the chocolate ones because... well.. I rule. They were mostly chcolate and strawberry anyway. So yes. I'm damn glad. Take that yearbook. I got your milkshakes!! MWAHAHAHA!!! So villain.

My parents asked me where I got 20 odd milkshakes. I told them I won a contest. Heh. Good one.

I believe that's all for today. Oh wait. I got my braces off. That's pretty noteworthy. I swear I don't recognize myself anymore. My smile is weird without them. I gotta practice.

For the next week or so, I'll be toasting you with milkshakes. *grinn*

Cheers!

- nine -
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Monday, December 6, 2004

...
I'm back but I've still gotta type up everything I did but I'm really tired.

I promise I'll get to everybody's sites on a regular basis like before in a day or two. I'm just too tired.

I'll have lots to post with pics and such so sit tight. Sorry for not making it to your sites. Have a good night.

- nine -

P.S. It was fun.
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Tuesday, November 30, 2004

All my bags are packed..
..I'm ready to go. Hell, I've been ready for weeks.

Off to New York. I'll be back in three days. I'll take pics and junk so I'll have a super mega post for when I get back. I'll TRY to behave. I'll try to try....

Ok. I can't lie to you people. Why behave when having fun is so much easier? Heh.

I was told that I should be as serious as I can when the inspector dude comes on the coach at the border. I better bring duct tape to shut myself up.

Well, that's all from me until Saturday. Catch ya later.

Cheers

- nine -
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Monday, November 29, 2004

Today is the greatest... actually no.
I haven't posted for a day or something because I have a cold. And guess what? My New York trip is on wednesday. You know what that means:

DRUG TIME!

I seriously need to heal. If I consume enough medication, I will be invincible in New York. At least that's what I think will happen.

Well, I didn't do anything today except cough, sniff and play Halo 2. Maybe being sick isn't that bad after all.

In my room I lit a melon-cucumber scented candle. I was in bliss. I'm addicted to the smell. I know I've spoken of the scent before. I even bought a whole range of merchandise scented like mel-cucumber. The shower gel, candles and handcreme are my faves. I'll shut up about it now.

I'm in the mood for The Smashing Pumpkins. And tea. Tea, tea, tea, and more tea. That's what I need!

- nine -
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