bennybox

Yesterday was fun. It went down like this:

Swiss Chalet with jaded.hiyo.org. Great double leg dinner with two tasty servings of chalet sauce (the stuff flows through my veins). And I tells ya, for a family restaurant, they make the tall and skinny waitress/servers/whatever wear some pretty tight fitting pants. Hey, whatever brings in the customers I suppose.

Period of indecision. Oh, not the first I’ve lived though, that’s for sure. Sitting around trying to decide what to do next. Unfortunately, everyone we know is just too damn far away. If only my ‘emergency paradise’ existed, we would have known what we wanted to do right away. Straining off topic: They should make some of the more important things in life 24hrs emergency service. Last night I totally could have used an all night emergency auto glass tinter. Or emergency 24 hour go-karting. You just know that it’s a viable business model that’s dying to be successful. I believe I went off on a little rant on how we needed more cool things open late at night. We spent at least half an hour flipping through the Yellow Pages: “Damn! If there was such a thing as late night mammary prostheses clinic, we would so go. Score us some fresh out of post-op big tittied hunnies.” There also don’t appear to be any all night emergency hair removal clinics. Sometimes I just don’t know why people aren’t jumping on these great business ideas.

Fast forward to us deciding to see a movie. The problem with advertising these days, is it gets you to see the worst movies possible. Sometimes the advertisements makes the movie looks so bad that I want to go see it just to see how bad it is (Kung Pow: Enter the Fist). But every once in a while, those marketing suits make a movie look so cool, I actually think it’s going to be good.

My case: Ballistic - Ecks Vs. Sever. Damn, I thought. What a great movie title. This is going to be the coolest movie I’ve seen in a while! Heck, the opening credits even tell me that the movie stars (besides ultra way suave antonio, and dog face but at least she’s asian liu) the booty from John Woo’s Once a Thief (the best reason to watch that show). I immediately get excited. The movie opens with fighting and a million explosions. I’m all, “yo, this is the best movie ever”. But then, my enjoyment ends there. I’ll give away the story here. A million explosions, lots of cool guns (and extras who don’t even know how to hold an m4a1 although liu was pretty cool with her sig and stick things), then ecks fights sever for 3 minutes, a million explosions, a million explosions, a car blows up, a million explosions, some people talk about things that don’t make sense, a million explosions, the most unrealistic climatic explosion set/government tactical force ever (mixed in with about 3 million explosions) (every single time i tried to type “explosion” i typed it wrong the exact same way. dammit!), and then some mini robot stabs the bad guy in the heart. Whew.

I was like yelling at the movie screen because there was never a scene that made sense and boy, it was driving me crazy. I shouldn’t have expected much after finding out the script was written by the same guy as the guy who wrote Spawn. Dammit! Oh well, I still give the first forty minutes of the movie two Victory signs up, while the last thirty minutes (dammit! 70 minute movie?) a big question mark over my head with a big sweat bead on my head.

Then what. After the movie, I saw how much more money a crappy university like UTM has over my dumb butt school, and added about 4 exclamation marks to “There’s nothing to do in Mississauga!!”.

Okay! Next post: Toe and raw chikin!

I’ve been thinking of replacing the bennybox with bennybot! This should take a while. I’ll get started on it today.

Another week of nothing to do, another half paycheque. Word on the street is that I’ll have even less to do in the office next week. If you can imagine such a thing. I’d better pack more yogurt.

Dammit! i’ve been screwed over again! this time it’s the dutch! by the end of the week, i’m going to hate every single nationality. dammmmmmmit!

Got a hundred bucks? You can hire me for one eight hour day. I specialize in the following:
-staring blankly in space
-eating yogurt/chinese buns/energy bars/apples/dare cinnamon danishes
-surf on the internet/instant message my buddies
-download source code for games and clock my time under ‘personal development
-take several power naps
-doodle pictures of dinosaurs

ah… easy easy money.

by the end of the week, all my paycheques will have been burned up on various gadgets and toys, so i should get back to lazing around. gotta get the green you know. I’m thinking of spending my next paycheque on a nice little blinged out dollar sign to wear around my neck. ahaha, it would have like one half karat diamond in it, but the rest could be cubic zirconias, i wouldn’t care. as long as one of them was real. then i’d go take it and floss it out at the local bowling alley. oh man… this is the life… too bad i’ve only got three months left.

on to some other news, it’s time to plan my new years. this is going to be a good one, unlike last years when i slept through the ball dropping because i took a nap at 9pm. i’ve decided to make it up by partying twice as hard this time around. it’ll be great, and in three and a half months, i’m sure you can read about it here. talk about foreshadowing.

That should take a big chunk out of my paycheque. Like a quarter of it. But here’s what the rest of my paycheque is going to finance over the next few months. A webhost for hiyo.org for a couple years. My digital camera which hopefully will be purchased tonight before i go to sleep (which will be followed by several images and video clips being uploaded to said webhost). A closet’s worth of clothes (I’m already half way there! I’ve bought so much clothes in the past 2 weeks it ain’t funny). Enough comic books to last me until my next paycheque half way through May. A new 120gb hard drive to store all my pretty new pictures, as well as some more videogames! Video games! I gotta fill up my hard drive with something! DVDs like it’s no one’s business (season one of 24 came out yesterday! someone pick it up for meeee). Booooooze. Shoooze! A nice suede jacket that smells like animals. And of course, action figures. There are new dark angel ones. Tee hee. I think that should be enough to blow all my cash. But we’ll see.

The first of the people I know from highschool has gotten married. Am I really that old? It’s the sign of a new segment of my life, when all the people around me start hooking up and having wedding ceremonies… that a crash with class by running in screaming during the saying of the vows and spike a football into the wedding cake…. ah good times.

Why am I all over the place today? Because I haven’t posted in a long time. The internet is disconnected and I have nothing better to do that type in this text box while i wait for something better to do. Oh, time to post.

I wanted to post this a few days ago, but I decided not to because I probably would have revealed a little to much of my life than I’d like to here. So here’s the cryptic version.

Have you ever reflected on a situation that you would consider if you had just said or one one thing, your life would be looking quite a bit differently today? I’ve had a couple of those recently. One was an encounter with an old aquaintance. We hadn’t seen each other for probably more than three years or so. I didn’t really have any interest in digging up the old friendship, but I wouldn’t have minded anyways. So as we stand next each other by the cash register like strangers, I question to myself if this is really the old old friend. Time had ravaged the poor soul after all. Haha.

I weighed in my mind if I wanted to say something, risking embarrasing myself by having thought it was the wrong person. I’m not that huge on risk taking after all. But it wouldn’t have mattered. My mind, cluttered with more stressful thoughts, suddenly submitted into a state of regression. My brain hit the restart button to clear the system resources. And by the time I had finally restarted, I was sitting down eating lunch, 20 minutes later. If I only had the presence of mind to extend the hand to say hello, or really just say anything, I’d be a bit different now. Not by much though. But that still didn’t stop me from replaying the scene several times over the next few days, each time punishing myself for literally giving up a once in a lifetime opportunity. Well, I’ll never see that person again. At least I can count on that.