[25 Jun 2007|05:43pm] [ music | He Is Legend ] Isn't it funny how you can remember something so useless like your livejournal password but you can't remember to wipe your own ass after a shit? ...Who says I wanted to wipe my ass anyways? Marc and I had a brutal day at work today. Around 40 degrees with the humidex. Shitty. I feel sick now and I have a headache. Once Marc gets back from hockey we're going to head up to the mall to pick up some babes. And by babes I mean protein powder. Discuss? you're gonna fuckin' pay for what you said|and i don't take cheques

[29 Nov 2006|10:03am] wow. this thing still works.. and i still remember my password from our old dial-up connection about 5 years ago. i rule so hard. you're gonna fuckin' pay for what you said|and i don't take cheques

[30 May 2006|10:34pm] in a nutshell: daily heatstroke from work. i'm confused and fucking retarded with all of this. constant headaches at the gym. and i'm eating chicken/fish again. maybe i've been re-evaluating my life too much. you're gonna fuckin' pay for what you said|and i don't take cheques

[21 Apr 2006|10:50pm] [ mood | exhausted ] [ music | Thursday ] Saturday: Drivers Ed In Class- 9 to 4, then immediately to Midland to play bass for ESEB. Sunday: Drivers Ed In CLass- 9 to 4, then immediately to get a pair of running shoes until stores close. Monday: Work @ Superstore- 9 to 3. Tuesday: Work @ Superstore- 8 to 2. Wednesday: Work @ Superstore- 8 to 4:30 & Sawmill show downtown. Thursday: Work @ Superstore- 10 to 4. Friday: Drivers Ed & Sawmill show in Newmarket. Saturday: Drivers Ed In Class- 9 to 4. Sunday: Drivers Ed In Class- 9 to 4. Monday: Work @ Cemetary 8 to 4:30. Tuesday: Work @ Cemetary 8 to 4:30. Wednesday: Work @ Cemetary 8 to 4:30. Thursday: Leave for New York Friday: In New York. Saturday: In New York. Sunday: Leave for Toronto. Monday: Work starts all over again until September. you're gonna fuckin' pay for what you said|and i don't take cheques

[04 Apr 2006|07:03pm] I'm stoked for tomorrow morning at 1:02:03 AM. It is the: first hour, second minute, third second on the fourth month, fifth day of the sixth year. 01:02:03:04:05:06. It won't happen again for another hundred years. Funny thing is, is that someone sat around all day today figuring that out. See you at 1:02. and i don't take cheques

[03 Apr 2006|10:07pm] [ mood | stoked yo ] [ music | Rosesdead - Stages ] I got a letter in the mail today from George Brown. I was nervous to open it, but I did anyways before I went to nightschool. "Welcome to George Brown..." Fuck off nightschool, I don't need you anymore. So stoked on life right now. you're gonna fuckin' pay for what you said|and i don't take cheques

"And I know this music like the back of my hand.." [30 Mar 2006|09:51pm] [ mood | tired ] [ music | The Gorgeous ] Andrew left Sawmill Valley yesterday. We're pretty bummed, and we're going to miss him. But, this was a mutual decision (himself included) and things just haven't been the same. I hope he has the best of luck doing his solo project and we will miss him, especially since we've come so far. As for Sawmill, we don't want to slow down. We will still be playing shows, stepping on babies and eating plankton like nobody's business. Andrew's last show with Sawmill will be on April 8th in Mount Albert, so I hope everybody reading this (I think only Jess reads this..haha) comes out to show him support. We're holding auditions for guitar players, or possibly drummers who are as good as Cory, so we can put him on guitar (he's multi-talented AND he can suck his own ass) and get shit rollin' again. Thanks to everyone who has supported us in the past, present and continues to support us in our future endeavors. It's time to shred some riffs and start re-stompin' these babies. It's been way too long. you're gonna fuckin' pay for what you said|and i don't take cheques

[13 Mar 2006|07:46pm] Thanks to Reilly and his bad karma, the button on my pants at work broke off today. That's the last PWN3AG3 I ever laugh at again in my life. Good thing I didn't shit my pants or something rediculous like that. you're gonna fuckin' pay for what you said|and i don't take cheques

[11 Mar 2006|02:43pm] Holy moly I'm spent. At 11:30 I decided I'd go for a 45 minute run this morning. It was pretty intense. Then when I got home I really felt like busting out my skateboard. So then I cruised around town in the beautiful weather. These are the days I've been waiting for. Discuss? and i don't take cheques

[10 Mar 2006|12:05am] I've had the worst headache since 7:30. It feels like the way I imagine a migraine would feel, although I've never had one. Scott and I had a pretty decent workout today. Definately pushing harder and taking less time during sets than we ever have. I need to get into better shape for summer. It's times like these when I train till I puke. Then train some more. Discuss? you're gonna fuckin' pay for what you said|and i don't take cheques

[06 Mar 2006|10:14pm] [ mood | exhausted ] Fuck. Work was hard. Sunday was a busy day, and even before my shift started I was busy with people. I hate interacting with customers. Most of them I can't understand and the rest are difficult to work with. But guess what? I don't (!!!!!!!) have all the answers to a fucking television. It plays whatever you want it to play, and usually has 16.7 million colours. What more do you want? At 7:59 some dude came into my department and wanted a tv. So the one he wanted was a display, which we usually give 10% off. He took it, but didn't realize that he still had to pay the 5% tax, so he said no. I fucking lugged that thing all around the store, up and down shelves and he said no. Then, he had the nerve to say "have a good day!" to me. Go fuck yourself. Discuss? and i don't take cheques

[28 Feb 2006|12:52am] I just got in from work. Pretty boring times without Reilly. I watched all of seasons 4 & 7 of the Simpsons tonight on 30 consecutive screens. I also had Finding Nemo playing. Basically when two kids sat down and watched for the entirety of the movie, I turned it off. Can't say much about life right now. I guess it's going well. I'm not one to really pay attention to anything. I guess you could say I really don't give a shit about life, but take it as it is. I always feel like Adam Sandler in Billy Madison when Eric is going to shoot him and he says "WELL GO AHEAD AND DO IT!" and then Eric cocks the gun and Billy yells "YIKES!". Yeah, thats how I feel all the time. Oh, did I mention that I critiqued a song title for Every Step, Every Breath? Can you say copyright infringment? Discuss? you're gonna fuckin' pay for what you said|and i don't take cheques

[01 Apr 2004|10:50pm] I don't use my deadjournal anymore because it's complicated to upload pictures, or I'm just stupid. Livejournal sucks and I probably won't use it much, but whatever. Discuss? you're gonna fuckin' pay for what you said|and i don't take cheques

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