I haven't been around much these days; I haven't updated this thing in forever. I've been on summer vacation for a couple of weeks now and it's been ridiculously nice out, so I opted out of spending time in front of the computer. I've been seeing my friends and looking for a job (which I found). I did not leave because RT sucks as everyone else seems to have.
I'll be popping in periodically.
They just opened up a huge-ass library downtown that for some reason rents out audio CDs. Here are the last six that I took out:
The Clash - Live: From Here to Eternity
Guttermouth - Eat Your Face
Frank Black - Frank Black
Street Dogs - Slavin Hill
Pulley - Matters
The Clash - Black Market Clash
I'm surprised at the obscurity of some of the stuff they've got there, although I think the good stuff has been hoarded by the 63 000 who visited during the first week and the ridiculous amount since then.
I live in what could be described as half the top floor of a duplex. Living under me is a typical middle-class family of four: the momma, the poppa and two kids aged something like 9 and 13. The architecture of my apartment makes it so that my room is directly above the kids' room. Said kid (I assume the youngest one) is apparently a little bastard, because his dad screams at him almost every day.
Usually early in the morning.
I had no classes today, so I was taking advantage of the fact that I actually could sleep in today. Wrong.
''YOUR MOTHER AND I ARE TRYING TO SLEEP! YOU WAKE UP EVERYONE IN THE HOUSE! YOU NEVER UNDERSTAND! YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND ANYTHING!''
This, of course wakes me up. Whatever he was doing prior to being chewed out, he hadn't succeeded in waking up everyone.
''BUT DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAD!!!!'' *starts crying*
''STAY HERE! DO YOU UNDERSTAND? DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME?''
The door slams. I try to fall asleep again. Suddenly, someone appears to be trying to rip the door from its hinges.
The entire fucking house moves about an inch as the kid apparently tackles the door.
''WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!''
So much for sleeping in.
And let me tell you right now: it is much, much better than the last two.
At first they were just on my elbows. I didn't make a huge deal out of it because 1) they were just on my elbows, 2) I was in an apartment full of girls who were freaking out and thinking I had contacted the bubonic plague. Then it cleared up for a bit and I thought I was out of the park.
Every-fucking-where, I have itchy swollen red lumps that have appeared there for no reason. I haven't slept all night because I'm trying not to scratch it (I fell asleep and woke up scratching like an idiot). I'm borderline disfigured; I look like a white, lame version of Danny Trejo.
I was sitting around Place-des-Arts today, reading while waiting to see a movie (that I ended up not seeing, sitting outside because it was such a beautiful day), when this girl comes up to me and asks me to be part of a focus group. She says she'd pay me 60 bucks to talk about beer for two hours. I, of course, accept. She starts filling out these forms and asks me how much beer I consume in a week. Now that I'm in Montreal and pretty much doing nothing all the time, my beer count has dropped significantly. I did not meet the minimum requirements to be considered a regular consumer of beer.
That really made me think... seriously.
Oh, and I was in Chapters this week and I flipped through this book called ''What Not To Name Your Baby''. It's basically a (not very funny) compendium of the ways in which your kid can be made fun of if you call them by that name. Anyway, I was flipping through it and came upon the entry for Flavia. (An aside here: despite the fact that this will be the third entry about her, I've talked to her twice since the first time I met her. There's no fiasco waiting to happen as with whatever other girls I may have mentioned here before... at least not yet) Apparently, Flavia also means ''a tasty clam''.
If I ever needed any confirmation, this is it.
Her fucking name is Flavia!
Here goes nothing. Every 2004 movie I've seen ranked. There's still a hell of a lot that I would like to see, even if it does stink.
1. Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind
2. Kill Bill: Volume 2
3. The Aviator
4. Shaun of the Dead
6. Bad Education
8. I Heart Huckabees
9. Million Dollar Baby
10. Garden State
11. The Woodsman
12. Fahrenheit 9/11
13. Spider-Man II
14. The Life Aquatic with Steve Zissou
15. In Good Company
16. Team America: World Police
18. Dawn of the Dead
20. Harold and Kumar Go to White Castle
21. Harry Potter & The Prisoner of Azkaban
22. The Bourne Supremacy
25. Anchorman: The Legend of Ron Burgundy
26. Supersize Me
27. Harry Potter & The Prisoner of Azkaban
30. Starsky and Hutch
31. 50 First Dates
32. The Butterfly Effect
33. The Terminal
34. Jersey Girl
35. Lemony Snicket's A Series of Unfortunate Events
36. The Ladykillers
37. La Peau Blanche
40. Shrek 2
43. The Punisher
44. Napoleon Dynamite
45. Camping sauvage
46. FahrenHYPE 9/11
47. Meet the Fockers
48. The Village
49. Aliens Vs. Predator
Okay, here's a hypothetical situation that absolutely did not happen to me. My ''friend'' met this really cute girl in the photo lab at school who seemed to be into him. My friend asked her her name and she told him, but my friend is such an idiot (I mean, seriously, I wonder why I'm friends with him at all sometimes) that he has forgotten. He believes it may be Natasia, but he isn't sure and doesn't want to risk looking like an already bigger tool.
He wants to know, how do you figure out a girl's name without sounding like an ass since she's already told you?