The internet has finally broken. Time to turn off the computer & Go outside.
(November 12, 2004) I told everyone that I liked mini IAM and I wanted to keep it. I'm not sure exactly why so many people freaked out. I'm visiting my parents so I can't get my regular IAM page back until Sunday, so revel in all that was IAM mini! Anyways, yesterday got to have “Operation Poorboy Can't Afford a Real Bike”, and actually surprise Jill. Got hang out with Jeff who's visiting from BC, and show off my hopping skillz while Phil made fun of me. Went out for pizza, and picked up all the spare pepperoni. Tonight might be Buddahs before the show.
(November 9, 2004) School-friends wanted to go out for lunch. And I agreed to go. IAM friends needed to celebrate a short-legged unicycle boy's birthday. Of course I went. I didn't bother walking home (even though I really could have, it wasn't that cold out) and impromptu purchasing of birthday presents. I really need to work more than 4 hours a week! ARRG! I finally ended up going to Queen of Sheba, I totally forgot how filling Ethopian food can be and made a mess. I didn't think I'd enjoy eating a veg platter as much as I did. Then coffee, and having a certain birthday boy ordering me to “put it in my mouth”. Then the random idle chatter. I like idle chatter with these g33ks. Uber-fun.
(November 9, 2004) Holy crap my knee is swollen. My right knee isn't happy at the fact I can't unicycle yet, and that when I crash, I crash hard. It hasn't started to bruise yet, but it seems that the swelling is sucking the blood out of the other two bruises because they're disapeaering FAST. Oh, I'm not sure why I was wanting to rag so badly. This shit HURTS.
(November 8, 2004) Tried to go riding after school with Phil. Didn't do so hot. I want to start a hopping race, just because it'd be an event I could enter. I fell hard once too. Wrist guards = yes. (Thanks for making me put them on phil!) Just my left knee other left knee (right knee) still hurts. Same knee I've fallen on twice before, in as many weeks. Hopefully my new bruise will arrive before the other two leave, and I'll have a super-bruise.
(November 8, 2004) I rolled into bed at 3am. I'm no longer xedgex (not that I ever was) since I got drunk off like 3 beers, but drank in under 20 minutes. Disgusting. Chinglish is funny. Lost my voice singing 5ive, Backstreet boys, *N Sync, Christina Aguleria and Spice girls. I have class. Go wish PhilipBarbosa & feisty happy birthday tomorrow!
(November 7, 2004) I went to work today. 4 glorious hours. Yippie! I pushed product I know nothing about. I convinced customers to use loyalty cards. I buggered up parking vouchers. Now it's time for me to rest my weary feet, eat a late lunch of icecream and grapes while doing a marketing/HR case while I wait to go sing in Chinglish at a hip-hop-anonyomous type of bar!
(November 6, 2004) I can entertain the drunken masses outside of the club district by hopping on a unicycle. And it only takes 90 minutes to walk home, even with the record number of distractions.
(November 6, 2004) I went outside. I hopped all the way down to visit PhilipBarbosa, now I smell butter.
The internet has finally broken. Time to turn off the computer & Go outside.
