Who keeps pissing on my head?

Seriously. December first has come and gone and Toronto still has no snow. Not for lack of precipitation, Oh no. Last night it was pouring rain on my bike ride home. My glasses were streaked with rain, I couldn't see and even my underwear was soaking wet by the time I got home. This is not a good start to my dream winter wonderland holiday season.

Beverly hill giggles

The Hills to the greatest show. Don't believe me? read for your self:

"Heavenly father, thank for for this meal, thank you for my husband and thank you for my outfit" - Heidi

"I don't wear seatbelts. I want to be thrown from the wreckage" - Charlie

"I can't believe they don't have a male birth control pill yet. I should have been on it" - Spencer

"I just wanna be depressed here, I don't wanna get pumped up" - Also Spencer

Blood, guts, bruises, cuts.

This is not your favorite summer party album ever. It's our outdoor staircase. As Kiera was leaving the house she yelled for me to come outside. What is this? she said as she pointed to something disgusting dripping off our staircase. Apparently last night a raccoon picked up the dead squirrel on our neighbors lawn and chewed it's guts out on the porch. There is now dead squirrel blood and guts hanging on the stairs between me and my bike. EWWW!!

Weekend Foreshadowing:

It's like, impossible for me to not get drunk
- Shanuy Poonany

It's gonna be a gooder.

Butt What.

So the other day at the gym, there was a bunch of hot bitches and my competitive edge over took me and I started to secretly gym battle them. They didn't know, but I did like, a million more lunges then they did. So they can take there skinny asses home and think about that. I however took my extremely sore, over lunged buns to West Scarborough the next day. I had to meet up for a school project and have no funds for transit so I just biked there. No big deal, I biked to Etobikoe one Saturday and Scarborough is even closer. But not close. It's still a fair ways away. Here is a map of my 1h20 min round trip.



View Larger Map

My leg muscles are having a hard time keeping me upright today. Tomorrow - stair sets at Casa Loma. But that's for an other post.

Microsurfers unite

Windows 7 is coming out tomorrow. How thrilling. If I used a PC.

At Thanksgiving the Pops and I had a great conversation about Mac vs PC. He uses both for work and I was a PC geek up until a couple of years ago so it was a very even weighted and slightly nostalgic discussion. I now have the worlds most resilient mac book (3 years running and still kicking despite being stolen, spilled on, drunk on vodka, missing screws, 1 crashed hard drive and being prone to jumping of 10 ft high loft beds) and love it to bits, even if the staff at the Mac store don't love it as much as I do (continue reading for details). I do however wish I could get as stoked on Windows 7 as I would have in my pre-Mac youth. With Apples constant release of large felines meowing to be installed on my MacBook, I have become rather desensitized to the Apple home page. Sweet! version 10.4.5.89 os X Ocelot! iPod touch 2nd generation just had a grand kid! While Mac is constantly putting out new products and upgrades I'm pretty sure Windows spent all the time inbetween Vista and 7 devoted to customer service and actually telling poor little university students why their hard drive crashed 1 day before their major reserach project and how they can get those missing scews back into thier largest piece of net worth. Good luck Bill with operation 7. May the debate continue.

Geek out

Ever since I was 8 years old I have loved computers. I was however conscious that people who geeked out on computers all day were generally slapped with a big old "Hi my name is Loser" tag in junior high. Because of my need to be socially accepted, I kept my inner geek hidden behind competitive sports, punk rock and mis behaving. 10 years since junior high and I am wondering if being accepted actually ruined my life. I back on the geek out, hard core. If I had been hardcore all the time, i would be able to write posts like this - "Posted at 2:03pm"

and be sucessful like this - ConnectedVentures

Instead I sit in my sweatpants googling and waiting for my shit ass, yet to be upgraded internet to fully deliver me the latest episode of The City.