The Morning Paper
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My Apologies
I'm incredibly thoughtless and lazy.



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Wednesday, April 23, 2003

Take my Quiz on!

Monday, April 21, 2003

Happy birthday to me...

Oh doesn't my mother know me well? Her gifts to me were a manicure/pedicure set, a babyG watch and a necklace with a dog on it. It's what I've always wanted. Hmm...

It seems no one really knows me considering all the money I got. Maybe a total of three people knew what I would have enjoyed. I don't blame them though. I mean, I don't even know what to get myself.

Sunday, April 20, 2003

My Surprise Birthday Party...

I appreciate the thought everyone. I am touched that I was part of the suprise birthday fad. I have no complaints... oh wait, except for these:

1. It was held at my house and I was hosting my own surprise birthday party - "Surprise!! Now serve us our cake"
2. My mother lives at my house and she likes to be around - "Do you need anything? No? How about now?"
3. Greg wasn't there - apparently was taken off the invite list some how
4. Julian wasn't there - he was at a concert.
5. Some creepy 23-year-old pedophile was there - he is dating a friend for some reason...

But, you know, it's the thought that counts. It just makes me sad that I was to blame for the uneventfulness.

Monday, April 14, 2003

The concert was amazing.

In order of appearance:


Pretty good band considering they're new. Too bad their charging $10 for a 6-track CD.

The Dears
Yes, she does look like that all the time.

I love the Dears so much now after seeing them preform. So amazing!

Matthew Good (+his band)
This picture always makes me wonder...

Great performance on Matt's part. I must say, he got the crowd pretty excited. Excited enough to kick me and Lauren in the head and push like it was a life or death situation.

Saturday, April 12, 2003

Can't think...
ears are ringing....

Can't think...
ears are ringing....

Can't think....
ears are ringing...

Monday, April 07, 2003

SARS Facts:
Yeah, I did some research. Mooyah baby.

All cases have occurred in persons who have traveled to Asia or had contact with SARS cases in the household or in a health-care setting.
The disease is spread from one person to another only through close contact - through droplets from coughing or sneezing, or from direct face-to-face contact. There is no evidence to date that the disease spreads through casual contact, or through the air.

This information was from HEALTH CANADA and the ONTARIO MINISTRY OF HEALTH. It has not been tampered with by the hands of newscasters and is straight from the government itself. Who doesn't trust the government?

Please people, this can't stop us from enjoying life. Go to all the concerts you are supposed to be going to, run outside in the fields of ice, go to your places of business or schools and please, for the love of God, visit the grocery store once and a while. There's nothing to be afraid of here. It's what I've been saying this entire time. It's a symptom, not a disease.

Sunday, April 06, 2003


I got an interesting forward today, something different from the usual "This chick is dying, if you forward this, she will live" or "Make a wish, it will come true, I pinky swear". It didn't have a title, just "Fwd" as the subject. So I open the email, scanned through the millions of email addresses and finally got to this mysterious forward. You know what it said?

Richard. I am 67 years old and i have black and white printer. I have black hair and no eyes or ears or a brain. This is because I am dead. I was brainwashed and mental. Please pass this on to 15 people. If you don't I will appear beside your bed and eat jello. you no send backs

hey guys i tried to delete this message thinking it was some dumb email but then i saw a figure and i went to get this mail out of my delete bin and sent it to 15ppl and the figure disappered

Holy fuck! SPOOKY! I better send it to 15 people, otherwise, the brainless, eyeless, black and white printer will eat jello beside me! Or at least, that's what I think it said. But this email is so difficult to comprehend, it looks as though a 12-year-old wrote it. Oh, and I better trust Sylvia - she signed her name at the bottom, so it must really be her. Better trust her, just in case - don't want no jello eating printers near me. Hey, since when did the dead get computers? Holy fuck, that must be the life. Jello AND computers. Sweet deal. Oh yeah, and that email hasn't been altered in any way by me.

God, I thought superstitions were something of the past, but I guess we're still burning witches in the 21st century.

Holy fuck, watch out, he might have jello. AND EAT IT!

Wednesday, April 02, 2003

S.A.R.S. or A.R.S.E.?

Oh dear, oh dear. What are we to do? What a serious disease that has come upon us. Oh wait, it's not a disease people, it's a god damn syndrome. If anything has the word syndrome attached to it, you know its not serious (i.e. carpal tunnel syndrome or premenstrual syndrome). And guess what they said today, uh oh, it's not airborne. "Oops, sorry to freak you out," say public officials. "Yeah, sorry to cause mass hysteria. Scouts honour, won't happen again."

It's getting to the point where people THINK they have SARS because they hear it so god damn much on the news. Hey people, use your own mind once and a while, not the medias - those trash-digging assholes.

Well, I need to work
P.S. Don't listen to the news. Just stop.