Showing posts with label Annoying. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Annoying. Show all posts

Tuesday, January 4, 2011

In the past six months.....

Apartment flooded.
Villa short-circuited.
Flew to London.
Hesitant Cabbie.
Tube.
Pearl Jam.
Anna Robinson.
Aoife O'Beirn.
England played terribly against Germany.
Bishop's Finger.
London Eye.
Dirty Plane to Edinburgh.
Uncle Rod.
Aunt Maureen.
Old City.
Sarah and I get irritated.
Fast Car.
Faster Car.
Eat Breakfast in Heathrow with Jennifer and Dave.
Paul in a ridiculous outfit.
6 hours short for E.I.
Corner Brook.
Cooper.
Mazda 3 Sport.
The Seventh.
Camping Around Twillingate.
Lee Stroud showing how he fights.
One Man's Loss is Another's Gain
Move to St. John's.
New SNL.
Went to work still drunk.
Move to Placentia.
PS3 breaks.
Turned 30.
Surprise Party.
Ipod Touch.
Wicked Wife.
Bought Xmas off the Internet.
Attempted Fertilization.
Apple TV From Chris
Boxing Day Near-Miss.
2nd Xmas With Separated Parents.
New TV
Call For School.
1 Firework For New Year's.
We Both Get Sick.
I Get The Worst Of It.

Monday, December 21, 2009

An Early Christmas Present From Me to You

Whiteblack

edit: I removed the flash file from the blog for obvious reasons.

Wednesday, April 1, 2009

Wha-What?

Nas and The Game are playing at the stadium in Torbay. That's fucking ridiculous.

Monday, March 16, 2009

So Vain.

I had planned on placing a video of the st. paddy's day shinannigans on my blog but after uploading it and doing little, cool youtube-thingies with it, Turpin posted it on her blog before I got the chance. Since most of you read her blog, you've already seen it. Now I have nothing to poat about... here's my replacement...



Saturday, October 18, 2008

And you thought I was loaded...

Drunk people call my phone when they are drunk.




Transcript:
"Hi Pete. This is Kass. I just wanted to let you know that Jager is fucked. Anyways, callin' ya on Miranda's phone. Aaaaand that's cool I really hope you got the tide out of yer orange juice. Buh-bye."

Wednesday, October 1, 2008

G'wan witcha

I sleep with my eyes open.
People that don't know really know me tell me that I am full of shit. I do though. Sometimes wide open. Freckled
ick once took a picture of me with his phone when I was asleep and it was that disturbing to me that I haven't able to look at it since. When I first started working on the road, I fell asleep in the back of my co-workers truck. The two guys in the front seat were talking and asking me questions. They became concerned when I became unresponsive. They pulled over and started shaking me. I immediately woke up and told them that we weren't going to get along "if they got on with that childish bullshit" I had to explain my condition to them afterwards. I earned the nickname "snake eyes"
Fot those who still don't believe....


Sunday, July 6, 2008

bullpen wives

So I was talking to someone the other day and they were kind of surprised that I didn't have a back-up. What I mean by that is an agreement with a person where if neither was married by a certain age that they would marry each other. I think that is the most insensitive thing ever. It's like saying "I don't like you enough to be your mate now, but if I live to be 30 or 35 or whatever and I am still single, I'll settle for you.
I shouldn't be writing about things like this. I am far too much of a bitter person right now to weigh these things out carefully.