sleeping awake

I am indeed of sober and clear mind, two and a half weeks after making the last entry. For this I make no apologies, only because it's been so much fun lately. I fucking love christmas! Ahh!! It's a shame that people can't be as nice all year 'round, as they are at this time of year. Or maybe my perception of everyone changes, thus making them seem more cheerful and what-not. Either way, it's great.

Prior to the drunken christmas, I was taken out to an observation place in Vancouver, somewhere in Gastown. It's this giant tower that's got a disc shape at the top, which holds a restaurant and a viewing deck just below. It's like five hundred feet in the air, and gives a rather nice view of downtown Vancouver. The restaurant wasn't revolving though, so we just did up the viewing area.

Here's me looking over through the glass, fascinated:



This is another shot, straight down at the road below. It's hard to convey just how high up it is from pictures alone, but rest assured, it's quite a nice view. Note the devil horns.



THis is what Stanley Park looks like from that height, even if it was after a recent wind storm that trashed a bunch of trees:



Finally, this is me taking a piss. Nothing unusual here...



During this whole tour, I was on no sleep, having worked the Thursday night to Friday morning at seven. I was awake from five Thursday afternoon, did up Vancouver and other things all Friday, and didn't get to sleep until one in the morning. It was like thirty one hours straight of being awake, which really sort of fucked up my sleep schedule. But it was worth it.

Then I slept for like sixteen hours, and stayed up all saturday drinking and being rowdy. DIdn't sleep again through Sunday (christmas eve) and just kept going, for another thirty hours of being awake. That made me feel like I missed a day somewhere in there, having slept two out of three nights. Very unusual, but I survived.

Christmas was awesome, I got a good haul of stuff. Among the goods was the new Splinter Cell for my Wii, which I absolutely love so far. I've been craving some new Sam Fisher action, and it's just really fun. Also got some DVD's, Pirates and Beerfest, as well as the new Metallica one, thats got all their videos. I really treasure it. Got some new shooting board games too, as in alcohol. Tic-Tac-Toe and Snakes & Ladders, done alcoholic style. I'm eager to try them out. I got a bunch of other stuff too, but it's been put away now, so I can't make a freakishly detailed list as in previous years. It was a lot of great stuff though, and I think I made everyone happy with the presents I got them, so everyone wins!

I was also exceptionally drunk for the three days of christmas, the eve, the day, and boxing day. I could still feel it when I went to work on Wednesday. BEcause of the holidays my schedule got changed, so I'm doing Wednesday- Saturday this week, and Monday-Thursday next week. The bad side of that is that I only get a one day weekend.

The good side is that the one day happens to be New Year's! Shit yes, we're gonna party like it's 2005-2006 all over again. Maybe this time I'll make it to midnight, without any acts of brown vengeance being put upon me this time. Somehow I get the feeling I'll fall victim to something weird once again, but let's hope not.

So that's it for now. I'm off to work in a bit, which isn't terribly exciting I guess. To make up for it, here's a crappy photo alteration of the week:

weekend update

I managed to fill this past weekend up pretty quickly with things to do, places to go, people to see, and so on. It ended up with me getting ridiculously buzzed a lot, too.

Thursday morning/afternoon, went up over to Matt and Haylee's place, for an amusing Halo day. Even if we didn't play Halo at all, that's still what I call it, damn all ! Damn your semantics! Mostly did up Gears of War, which is Matt's latest orgasmic gaming experience. It's really violent, which is always a good thing. Also did some Wii Sports, and I even got motion sickness from Red Steel. That was fuckin' bad, I say.

We had their three month old Julian chilling with us for most of the time, here's him and me:



Yeah, he's pretty coo, I can't wait to get him trained on video games. Maybe strap a Wii controller to his hand and see how he does. He'd probably kick my ass at the golfing game anyway. So it was a nice time, I like going over there. Their place smells much nicer than mine too, and for some reason Haylee was insanely nice enough to make us dinner. Don't know what I did to have such good friends, but oh well, no complaints here.

Let's see, Friday afternoon I did a physiotherapy appointment, then made the return trip to Vancouver, to check out the Canucks game versus the Carolina Hurricanes. Them bastards won the cup last year, so I wasn't expecting much from the home team. Here's me standing in front of the 'Beer Express', which is the best name ever:



I managed to get quite boozed up, but I was still able to take pictures. Or at least get my appointed camera crew to take them, as you can see in this lovely pre-game shot:



Unfortunately I didn't get any shots during the game, but it was one of the best games of hockey I've ever seen. Canucks were up by two or three until Carolina came back and forced overtime at 3-3, when the Canucks got the last goal in sudden death OT near the end. It was awesome, and right afterwards, the creepy mascot named 'Fin' came out with his flag. I hate that creepy bitch! Here's him:



Yeah, he's just that fuckin creepy. I want to throttle him quite badly. Here's a brief shot of my camera crew, who had higher seats than me and were able to get a better angle:



So thanks to them for getting some tricky shots. Anyways, Canucks won, got into no accidents on the way home, so it was a great time overall. After that I hit up Andrea's place for a bit, she had some friends over so I decided to stay there until my buzz wore off enough for me to drive home. I like Andrea, she's funny.

Saturday afternoon I woke up around four with a call from Trevor, who was in a drinking mood. I suggested the Highwayman, so we got some people together and did up an adventure there. Just the usual drinking crew, me, Ben, Trevor, Cassie, and Eric, but me and Ben had some whiskey before everything else. A lot of whiskey. Then we got into the pints of beer, and I probably only had like four or five total, but the buzz I got was something else.

It must have been the hard liquor, followed by the beer, that did me in. It made me feel better than any drunken adventure in recent memory, which is saying a lot. I loved it, and after I got home, I did up some Halo online. My goal was to get my account banned again for a month, by pissing off people. Ended up staying awake until like 830 in the morning without even realizing it. So that was great. I hope the rest of the crew survived the night, because we were all pretty far gone.

There you have it, a somewhat busy weekend. And this one coming up should be similar, and hopefully I'll finally go to see the new James Bond movie. Goddamn I've wanted to, but haven't gotten around to it. Damn all!

fear is the mindkiller

It occured to me, just now, that Christmas is coming in like three weeks. Ahh, that means I need to get presents! It seems to have come much sooner than normal, perhaps because of my long hibernation from work. I finally went back this week, and realistically I kind of missed it. I'm treated nicely around there, and it's just all good. I just hope I can make enough money on my next paycheck to buy people some presents. Ahhhh!

This past weekend saw the return of the Brendan, or BJ Greek as he prefers to go by. He's here for like a month, before he decides to be a sissy and avoid getting a real job by going back on tour with the production company. Get a real fuckin' job, boy! Or I'll slap the shit out of you!

To celebrate his return, a bottle of whiskey was cracked, and me and Ben got to go nuts. Here you can see how much we like to make fun of the gangster subculture:



That bottle was made of plastic, because we wanted the cheapest, most deadly stuff. It's called Alberta Premium Whiskey, and was sufficient to get us good and loaded. Shots looked like this:



As time went on and we became more intoxicated, Ben kept having his sexual advances towards Manj shot down. Fuckin' brown boy, trying to resist the lure of Ben. As a result, this scene of anal bliss was created:



This was only the beginning, before they both got naked and wrestled in the snow outside. So yeah, we did up some heavy drinking, all in the name of Bran, who actually never came out. But he was there in spirit. Did up a chicken run much later, too, with Ben almost getting the cops called on us. You can imagine how loud he's being in this one:



He is indeed a chicken whore, as the title of that picture suggests. Anyways, it ended with me walking him halfway home, then almost forgetting how to get back to my house. Turns out it was just a straight line back.

This weekend I'm off to another Canucks game, so I'll make what's left of my hair blue. Look for the lovely pictures soon.

Finally, for the crappy photoshop of the week, we have this little gem:



It's Bran, with a piece of art glued to his nose. It's not real genitals, don't worry. I haven't turned things into MikeBack Mountain in quite some time now.