tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63370242011-05-04T19:29:22.251-04:00you know itlenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.comBlogger1911100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1143591362045563322006-03-28T19:15:00.000-05:002006-03-28T19:16:02.056-05:00

Ok Ok Ok. I don't know anymore. I have nothing to say. It sucks. I'm looking for an apartment again. Amazing. Me and Viv again, just the two of us. Maybe milleend, hopefully somewhere nice. I went to Costa Rica in February. It was delicious, it made me think of Jurassic park a lot. ummmm, Montreal is bullshit, i don't want to live here anymore.the night at Tokyo is going great althought we're all

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1138130123141410942006-01-24T14:06:00.000-05:002006-01-24T14:15:23.153-05:00

We have a new prime minister today. His name is Stephen Harper and I didn't vote for him, mostly because he scares the shit out of me. Its a minority government, so at least he'll have a harder time fucking us over. Unfortunately, the NDP didn't win enough votes to have a clear majority when teamed up with the liberals in the house, that would have been nice.

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1138044926231312882006-01-23T14:32:00.000-05:002006-01-23T14:35:26.243-05:00

A candy store opened up on st-laurent and i have to walk by it everyday. it has everything you've ever wanted.i'm addicted to sugar.

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1137010773773638492006-01-11T15:07:00.000-05:002006-01-13T20:49:03.483-05:00

I decided that I should do something to fix my body a little and tried to go on this crazy fast where you only drink this maple syrup/lemon/cayenne pepper mix for ten days. I lasted one day and thought I was gonna die. So instead, I found a replacement thing where I am only eating steamed vegetables for five days and nothing for two days while I drink this cider vinegar/olive oil/water cocktail.

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1134593676213885752005-12-14T15:42:00.000-05:002005-12-14T15:56:27.740-05:00

Our apartment is a house of lies for the moment and while it is entertaining, its gonna get messy soon. Besides that, five weeks ago my friends and I started a night at Tokyo bar and its working fabulously. The Wednesdays of Our Lives, we cleverly called it. Its been a great motivator for me lately and its nice to finally do something that we talked about doing. Plus its really fun and we get

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1133125862211947412005-11-27T16:07:00.000-05:002005-11-27T16:11:02.220-05:00

someone was shot and killed outside my friends bar last night. it was really fucked up. there were lots and lots of cops and tape and cops and blood.

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1132450063543440102005-11-19T20:24:00.000-05:002005-11-19T20:27:43.560-05:00

Buying homes is a complicated process.

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1131568187391567812005-11-09T15:27:00.000-05:002005-11-09T15:29:47.400-05:00

I went to Vegas a couple weeks ago, had a crazy good time. We stayed hereI spent most of the weekend poolside and watching people play black jack. I realized that good raw fish is fucking amazing. I wish cravings was franchised and I could at there everyday. Coming back to Montreal was underwhelming.

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1129760047682209652005-10-19T18:11:00.000-04:002005-10-19T18:14:07.686-04:00

this is my best friend.sometimes she drives me absolutely fucking nuts. most of the time i don't mind it.

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1128884743183542172005-10-09T14:50:00.000-04:002005-10-09T15:05:43.190-04:00

Crazy stupid weekend! Had a lot of fun though. Got a bottle at vinyl, Dave took good care of us for Meghynn's birthday. this is meghynn.she's pretty fucking ok. I was working at an after party last week. It got shut down by the cops and I was detained for a really long time in a room with rats. I also had a guard watching me the whole time. Because you know, I'm such a troublemaker. Nick's

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1127167113441829392005-09-19T17:57:00.000-04:002005-09-19T17:59:10.246-04:00

I wish I fucking knew what you wanted from me.

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1126718920185616182005-09-14T13:02:00.000-04:002005-09-14T13:28:40.216-04:00

the rest of my trip on the west coast was good. i went to the bumbershoot festival in seattle. then we drove to this place called ocean beach and camp right next to the ocean, on the beach. around 10:30, the other people on the beach set off fire works. my sister and i just got drunk by our campfire. (oh yeah, America plus one for that, we would have never been able to just drive out onto the

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1125612112961862842005-09-01T17:48:00.000-04:002005-09-01T18:01:52.966-04:00

I got into Vancouver yesterday. The plane made my ears hurt( I may have been a bit of a baby about that one.) so far, this city reminds me of Ottawa. My sister is going to take me to the beach this afternoon. Its f-ing cold here though so I don't think we'll be swimming or anything. Right now I'm at her office, I kinda of feel like when I was ten and my dad brought me to PVM and I would sit and

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1124506790852539982005-08-19T22:58:00.000-04:002005-08-19T22:59:50.856-04:00

i wish i knew what i was doing...

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1123961357949697972005-08-13T15:15:00.000-04:002005-08-13T15:29:17.956-04:00

I went to New York this weekend. Daina and I took the bus down on Thursday and Viv met us on Friday. We partied and had good diners and hung out in hot tubs (never a bad thing). I was supposed to leave on Saturday but ended up staying until Monday. Having friends that live there is really a good thing. of course me and viv came back and our cable had been cut off again. I think its just about

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1122869118072902162005-07-31T23:46:00.000-04:002005-08-01T00:07:38.486-04:00

I'm back from the cottage. It was fabulous, as expected. Yesterday was possibly the best day I've had this summer. I was sauced by 5pm and got a wicked tan. All we did was eat and drink and play. I smoked some pot and got really high and looked at the stars. We could see the milky way from there.

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1122604992552834202005-07-28T22:35:00.000-04:002005-07-28T22:43:12.556-04:00

I'm going to Viv's cottage tomorrow. It's just gonna be me, viv, her mum and step dad. I can't wait to be sitting pool side. Sometimes Viv's mum, linda, brings us snacks down on a tray. Its awesome. Sarah is going to her cottage too so maybe we'll get to hang out by the lake near her place.

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1121922646942980782005-07-21T01:05:00.000-04:002005-07-21T01:10:46.946-04:00

It's been a weird time up here. A friend of ours was found dead in his apartment last week. We all thought he O.D. a couple days later the autopsy said murder. We should all watch our assumptions. Shit around here is gonna change. Big time.

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1121042184088902832005-07-10T20:33:00.000-04:002005-07-10T20:36:24.093-04:00

Charcoal clouds have blocked out the sky and it is dark now. The thunder has started, the rain shouldn't be far behind. sorry I lied, Jack, you did need your umbrella

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1120804192451464772005-07-08T02:19:00.000-04:002005-07-08T02:29:52.466-04:00

I went to a vice party tonight. It was ok, free beer. Then I violated my parole and went to korova. It was fun, there was a pinata and candy shooting out everywhere. My ass is Gorbachev from the fall. I can't even really sit down. (it drives me crazy that I know your IP address.)I have to work in little hours. Its unfortunate, really. I spent all of my tax return already. I'm fucked.Viv is in

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1120619224081417292005-07-05T22:59:00.000-04:002005-07-05T23:07:04.086-04:00

We shot the priestess video today at the barfly. It was fun but the bbq they promised was a lie. After the video, we had everyone back to our house (HOUSE). Then I went to go get pizza and I fell down the stairs. My ass is going to be black tomorrow and I have scrapes all down my arms. I haven't fallen down the stairs in like thirteen years or so. Its really bizarre because I could actually see

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1120255743748001902005-07-01T17:52:00.000-04:002005-07-01T18:09:03.766-04:00

I just got back from Magog with my mum. We fought for most of the way there (obviously it was my fault that their was traffic). The rest of the trip was ok, we hung out with my grand father and went swimming in the lake. Her boyfriend rented us a crossfire, so we drove with the top down for most of today. Then we got caught in a killing rainstorm and we couldn't see anything. Thankfully, we had

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1119405992267530112005-06-21T22:02:00.000-04:002005-06-21T22:10:13.943-04:00

This is me getting busted text messaging you at a party on Saturday. You were going to a party. Different time zones, it's a shame, a crying shame.As of fifteen minutes from now, I wont have access to the internet until June 30th. The lines are going dead, maybe.

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1119036457587730122005-06-17T15:10:00.000-04:002005-06-17T15:27:37.593-04:00

I'm done class. Forever. I no longer have to attend university. Ever. No more lectures. I have a paper to write for Monday. That's it. I wonder what I'm gonna do with all my spare time?I still don't have the internet at my new place. I hate having to come here to visit my computer. I miss her. Shit. I need a lobotomy.

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1118775051733960852005-06-14T14:34:00.000-04:002005-06-14T14:50:51.736-04:00

So we ended up hiring movers and everything went well. Our apartment is pimp and we keep having BBQs. Its a great house to host parties as we have shown thus far. We still have decorating to do but we are mostly unpacked. Its been so fucking hot these days that its a bit hard to do anything.it was my birthday on the 10th. I worked all day for grand prix then hung out at home with Viv and some

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1118213617066807962005-06-08T02:42:00.000-04:002005-06-08T02:53:37.070-04:00

It was friend Sophia's birthday tonight, we went to luba. Its the first time I've been out in a long time. I left early. I think I'm pms-ing. It really sucks, for all of those who don't know. You're all happy and then out of nowhere, its like I'M GOING HOME. I think secretly I just wanted someone to say "no stay" but no one did because they don't know I'm pms-ing and usually, when I say I'm

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1118029271218314322005-06-05T23:25:00.000-04:002005-06-05T23:41:11.223-04:00

We had our first bbq at the new place tonight. It was fucking awesome. All I wanna eat are hamburgers and steaks cooked on open flame all summer. The place is really nice and we move in Wednesday.

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1117600247414094862005-06-01T00:28:00.000-04:002005-06-01T00:30:47.420-04:00

AH, broken is the golden bowl ! The spirit flown forever ! Let the bell toll ! — A saintly soul Glides down the Stygian river ! And let the burial rite be read — The funeral song be sung — A dirge for the most lovely dead That ever died so young ! And, Guy De Vere, Hast thou no tear ?

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1117499669248004962005-05-30T20:24:00.000-04:002005-05-30T20:34:29.253-04:00

Its procrastination time again. I have a mid term paper to write for tomorrow. I've read the material, now all I have to do is dick around on the computer looking at band websites and blogging before I start writing it. Its a document analysis of Teddy Roosevelt's 1899 address about Imperialism and the Life of Manly courage. In this speech he says of the Philippines (which they had just bought

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1117338711184623312005-05-28T23:14:00.000-04:002005-05-28T23:51:51.200-04:00

Last night I went to see priestess play at the main hall. I got a little messy with the vodka and have big chunks of the night missing. I tried to give trouble shit for the way he has been acting and that didn't turn out as I expected at all. Anyway, woke up this morning so hung over that I had to call in sick for work. I'm such a jerk, I would have made tons of money because it was the first

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1117168712185326052005-05-27T00:27:00.000-04:002005-05-27T00:38:32.193-04:00

I'm so fucking broke. It sucks. I lent Viv a bunch of money and she still hasn't paid me back so I couldn't go out tonight. Its probably for the best. I'm gonna lie in bed and read this book

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1116355605370600312005-05-17T14:40:00.000-04:002005-05-17T14:46:45.373-04:00

We just signed the lease to the sweetest apartment EVER!. It has three bedrooms, two floors, two bathrooms a fire place, backyard with deck, balcony, 18 foot ceilings. I have three closets in my bedrooms and a window seat with a view of the mountain. More on me gushing about this place later.

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1116042782258904722005-05-13T23:26:00.000-04:002005-05-13T23:53:02.290-04:00

This is Thomas Demandthis is some of his work:the actual size of the image is about 6 by 16 feet. Really impressive when you're standing in front of it. Looks like a picture of some leaves in a Forrest, right? Here's the kicker. Thomas Demand started off as a sculptor working with paper. He eventually moved to photography. This is a picture of an installation he did in a studio. There are over

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1115777801602443792005-05-10T22:16:00.000-04:002005-05-10T22:26:04.310-04:00

this girl, this girl right here, I miss her so friggin much right now, its a bit single white female. She's on a northern expedition exploring the wilds of the bush. She also may be hunting for cougar. This picture was taken shortly prior to her departure. I was an all girl, fancy dress, fondue, mushroom party. It was my first time doing mushrooms. I love mushrooms now, as a matter of fact, I

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1115607529469734842005-05-08T22:55:00.000-04:002005-05-08T22:58:49.473-04:00

Since World War II the development of Canada's manufacturing, mining, and service sectors has led to the creation of an affluent society. Services now account for 66% of the GDP, while industry accounts for 31%. Tourism and financial services represent some of Canada's most important industries within the service sector. However, manufacturing is Canada's single most important economic activity.

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1114844424881496532005-04-30T02:49:00.000-04:002005-04-30T03:01:07.450-04:00

FUCK . IT.

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1114748785258257602005-04-29T00:21:00.000-04:002005-04-29T00:26:25.256-04:00

"That was for America, Baby"Fucking for the nation. Brilliant.

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1114654914491197942005-04-27T22:08:00.000-04:002005-04-27T22:21:54.493-04:00

Its raining in Montreal today. I'm not surprised. my computer monitor is dying, the image has this sort of brown/greenish tint to it. But when you look at it for too long everything else looks off. Its like your eyes white balance to it. The last thing I need right now is to buy a new stupid monitor. Can't a new LCD monitor just appear on my desk? Please!I'm tired and confused and I just don't

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1113955834744799482005-04-19T20:05:00.000-04:002005-04-19T20:10:34.746-04:00

I had terrible dreams again last night. I dreamed that I was about to get raped by, like, 15 guys. I didn't in the end because Viv woke me by being loud in the living room. Then I couldn't get back to sleep. I guess I was better off. What's up with my subconscious? Can I get a new one on eBay?anyway, on a brighter note, we have to move. Again.

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1113628418507589142005-04-16T00:58:00.000-04:002005-04-16T01:13:38.506-04:00

I walked by the coppa tonight. I would've gone in if I thought you would've been there, but I obviously knew you weren't. Anyway, it reminded me of times that you were.

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1113526332387847472005-04-14T19:01:00.000-04:002005-04-14T21:10:03.183-04:00

I had a dream during my nap this evening that I was with a friend of mine in his kitchen eating turkey and mayo sandwiches. I was only wearing red, black and white striped underwear, sitting at his kitchen table. I could eat a sandwich right now. I could do a lot of things right now.

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1113336679206776912005-04-12T16:02:00.000-04:002005-04-12T16:11:19.206-04:00

I didn't sleep much last night. My brain was hijacked by hellish nightmares for most of the night, and the rest with trying to stay awake out of fear of returning to my sinister dreamscape. I then had to go to work and now I'm terribly depressed.thanks a lot world.

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1113285200380390262005-04-12T01:46:00.000-04:002005-04-12T01:53:20.380-04:00

I went out with the girls tonight. we danced like maniacs.

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1113245527136118732005-04-11T14:38:00.000-04:002005-04-11T14:52:07.136-04:00

I just found a cigarette that I hid from myself on Saturday night. The cigarette was in my back pocket all night so it is a flat as the earth was in 1389. anyone got a light?

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1113198140012854562005-04-11T01:29:00.000-04:002005-04-11T01:42:20.013-04:00

Why can't I stop thinking of you?

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1113104864778452482005-04-09T23:46:00.000-04:002005-04-09T23:47:44.780-04:00

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1112940321627496782005-04-08T01:56:00.000-04:002005-04-08T02:05:21.626-04:00

The great daines came over with some Chinese food this evening. I was supposed to be writing but the state of affairs always takes the cake. We ate in my bedroom.

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1112850466734950202005-04-07T01:05:00.000-04:002005-04-07T01:18:26.396-04:00

I like the way you took me.

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1112754221759005512005-04-05T22:02:00.000-04:002005-04-05T22:23:41.760-04:00

I guess I did it as a distraction, it was still pretty reckless.

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1112729036990175892005-04-05T15:15:00.000-04:002005-04-05T15:23:56.990-04:00

Viv was right, the hammerhead is grossly underrated.

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1112664503744571102005-04-04T21:00:00.000-04:002005-04-04T21:35:12.233-04:00

I went to Ottawa this weekend to visit with my mum. She is moving to Vancouver soon or is supposed to anyway. I had a really good time. It is nice to get out of this city once and a while, I sometimes forget that there is other shit to do. I kinda like being out of town. I think I'd like to do it more often.

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1112035268274787832005-03-28T13:31:00.000-05:002005-03-28T13:41:08.276-05:00

I am very sick right now. I have some kind of infection in my throat which is making it very difficult for me to swallow. (I am letting all the saliva collect in my mouth instead of just swallowing regularly). I just had to stay out all night on Saturday. Thanks a lot vodka and your fun inducing properties. except I had my tonsils removed years ago.

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1110611347648781812005-03-12T02:00:00.000-05:002005-03-12T02:09:07.650-05:00

So since the last update I've seen the guy like five or six times. I think I'm starting to kinda like him. I'm eating hummus at 2am at my computer. I was just gonna hang out alone tonight and watch TV because I'm so fucking poor and then he called me at 10:30 and said I have a bottle of vodka, you wanna hang out? so he came over it was super fun then his friends came by and I like them too.

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1110491540011322982005-03-10T16:45:00.000-05:002005-03-10T16:52:20.013-05:00

I had another biopsy today. Whenever I have them I am always in a strange mood for the rest of the day. I inevitably end up thinking about dying and, while I think about it all the time, it is different on days like today. I also had to go for blood tests at the hospital after so I had to bus all over this fucking city and it is much like Siberia out there. (I wonder if Siberians say "its fucking

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1110071727254432342005-03-05T19:54:00.000-05:002005-03-05T20:15:27.256-05:00

Our cable and internet got cut off again. This time it lasted about a week. Its back on again. I don't mind the TV thing so much; its the internet that gets me. I've been going out so much lately, its been stupid. I've been having a lot of fun and life goes on trouble free. Its been hard though, I wish we could just be friends and fucking getting over it but he seems unable to do this and avoids

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1109054091018157782005-02-22T01:28:00.000-05:002005-02-22T01:37:17.600-05:00

In cegep I shared a locker with someone and they left their art history book there. I gave it to Viv when we moved in together. the thing about heartbreak is that its like the inside of the reaction chamber of an a bomb. Then you end up telling some girl that you kind of know about it when your drunk.

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1108968965814734072005-02-21T01:33:00.000-05:002005-02-21T01:56:53.596-05:00

I spoke to Trouble earlier, it is Sunday night and I miss him. One of my favorite things to do was to lie around hungover on Sundays, order food and watch TV. That's what I did anyway but I wish he had been here. Anyway, I spoke to him and he sounded so heartbreakingly sad. It didn't make me feel any better.

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1108712412163572832005-02-18T02:33:00.000-05:002005-02-18T02:40:12.163-05:00

I think I'm going to be just fine.

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1108448978039507062005-02-15T01:15:00.000-05:002005-02-18T11:31:08.803-05:00

I've been treating my blog like shitty people treat their friends when they're in a relationship. That sucks because now, I have barely any proof that I was happy. Now I come crawling back like a lame shit head to complain. (some people say I'm hard on myself) you know, thanks for calling to see if it was ok to have sex with three other girls at once but really, COME ON. So that's it. That's

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1107647712024019082005-02-05T18:54:00.000-05:002005-02-05T18:55:12.023-05:00

I wish I wasn't so crazy.

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1105908058722699572005-01-16T15:26:00.000-05:002005-01-16T15:40:58.723-05:00

viv and I went to the pet store on our way home from breakfast and the most awesome puppy I have ever seen was running around the store. So we obviously played with him and I couldn't help giggling like a fool the whole time. I want him I want him I want him I want him. This is what he looked like, but way cuter He was the happiest thing ever. I love him. Anyway we are getting a chameleon. Our

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1105295942502589422005-01-09T13:22:00.000-05:002005-01-09T13:39:02.503-05:00

Well happy new year everyone (are we still saying that). I've had the stomach flu all weekend and have slept 30 hrs in the past forty. Good times. I had grandiose plans of actually doing stuff this weekend but alas, no dice. I'm back at school. I have twelve weeks left before I get that wonderful piece of paper that says I'm worth something so people should hire me. Not much else to go on about.

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1103515199787857422004-12-19T22:48:00.000-05:002004-12-19T23:02:39.816-05:00

Last night I went out with some work friends and drank 8 (so said my bill) glasses of chilled vodka at the pistol. My bill was something like 70 bucks. The Viv, skylar and I stayed at the korova until 7:00am. Obviously, I am drastically hungover. It hurts my head to speak or shift my eyes. If I move, think about work or exhale a little too much I feel like puking well actually the feeling is

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1103324037819326982004-12-17T17:46:00.000-05:002004-12-17T17:53:57.820-05:00

A couple of months ago, I watched a documentary on octopi. They really impressed me so I wrote about it on my blog. I also posted pictures of these magnificent creatures to illustrate my fascination with them. The thing is that I would say 94% of the people who visit my blog find it by searching for pictures of octopi. Some of them even stay for a while and read about my dull (even when over

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1102915284178359812004-12-12T22:49:00.000-05:002004-12-13T00:21:24.176-05:00

Not much going on these days. I've been doing a lot more going out than I wanted to. You know, since the whole quitting drugs and staying in plan. Well. It's the holidays right? Trouble left for NYC yesterday. I wish he was here now because all I did today was be hungover and watch TV which are some of my favorite things to do with him. We do it well. He gave me a camera phone for Christmas on

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1101833717027703012004-11-30T11:47:00.000-05:002004-11-30T12:01:38.986-05:00

I should be writing a paper on the use of religion in non-violent resistance. You know like Martin Luther King and Gandhi, that kind of stuff. Pretty cool concepts, not really that fun to synthesize. I think I am gonna write about how faith in god was essential to both of their revolutions, however, it is possible to use non-violence without the idea of God (something that my prof doesn't agree

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1101358419029570802004-11-24T23:31:00.000-05:002004-11-24T23:53:39.030-05:00

I was out having a beer with Viv before. We just wrote an exam on the sociology of aging. Captivating stuff I assure you. Anyway, I get a call from my sister. We were talking and she let it slip that my mother is still fuming about the fact that I smoke (she found out like five months ago, probably longer--check the archives). She decided and is telling people (ok my sister) that I will not be

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1101034498738877492004-11-21T05:31:00.000-05:002004-11-21T05:54:58.736-05:00

I downloaded a bunch of hip hop today and I cleaned my room. Right now I typing with one hand because I'm too lazy to put down my smoke. I just got back from an after party and I'm in a bad mood. Why? Because sometimes, when I drink, I become a stupid girl with all that shit that we get shit about. I'M SORRY. Why are we so different? Its all so stupid. Why am I so complacent? I think its

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1100800247961147592004-11-18T13:42:00.000-05:002004-11-18T12:50:47.960-05:00

It is amazing how fickle I am and how easily I can or be convinced of something and then five minutes later, be convinced of the opposite. It double sucks because I like to speak in absolute statements so I find myself constantly eating my words and I feel like an idiot.

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1099528363067539092004-11-03T19:30:00.000-05:002004-11-03T19:32:43.066-05:00

I was thinking about going to law school in a year. Actually really doing it. But I just looked at the costs involved... I don't think I can afford it. Thanks a lot world. Now what am I gonna do?

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1099511410039695742004-11-03T14:45:00.000-05:002004-11-03T14:50:10.040-05:00

it is a very dark day........

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1099361834629967342004-11-01T21:05:00.000-05:002004-11-01T21:17:14.630-05:00

Alright. I know everybody has missed me. Obviously I am the center of your world. I've been away for a long time. Mostly because we didn't have the internet for two weeks. Then my computer caught syphilis and had to be admitted to the psych ward. The hospital bill was fucking expensive and I am never going back there again.(jerks) I don't have much to write (rant) about. My life is pretty stable

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1096262184596624092004-09-27T01:02:00.000-04:002004-09-27T01:16:24.596-04:00

I'm back in school now and for the first time in a long time, I'm trying to take it seriously. I do my readings before class and I take notes. I have mysteriously turned into an Asian overacheiver. wtf (I mean WHAT THE FUCK?). I was out tonight with Yasmine and Andrija having fun and then I left. Why, because I have to work early tomorrow and I need to do some work after that, some foucault to be

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1095477110475004022004-09-17T22:54:00.000-04:002004-11-03T18:33:24.556-05:00

i got my hair cut today. i'd take a picture and show you but i can't find Viv's camera. it's shorter, that pretty much it. i'm hungry (not relevant). don't everybody like the taste of gasoline? i'm supposed to be at a show but i am missing it as we speak. i'm a bad friend. what can i say? i thought i would take school seriously this semester for once. so far its working out for me. i'm

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1094992742322814622004-09-12T08:32:00.000-04:002004-09-12T08:39:02.323-04:00

We went out tonight (obviously). It was really fun. We started at Alec house, then Korova, then some guys house where it was only about ten of us and it was really fun. we signed our lease to the new apartment in the middle of the night on Thursday. Its ours. trouble is coming home on Wednesday, I can't say I'm not happy about it. skylar and Viv just came out of the shower. I think we're gonna

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1094708937923908452004-09-09T01:31:00.000-04:002004-09-09T01:53:35.070-04:00

So I am back in school (not happy about it... I've had three (3) anxiety attacks about it but whatever). Viv and I went for happy hour drinks after class today and got the call the we've been waiting for. "hello, I like to talk to Lenore." "speaking." "this is Ken" "oh hi. How are you?" "fine" bla bla bla. "you got the apartment". what? The apartment with the brick wall. And the steel

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1094197244979319432004-09-03T03:18:00.000-04:002004-09-03T03:40:44.980-04:00

It's weird to welcome yourself home but fuck it. I got back from NYC three hours ago, dropped off my luggage and met Viv and Sky at work; had a drink, went to korova and ad a fucking great time. I don't give a shit about what anybody says, Montreal is way fucking cooler than NYC. I am so happy to be home. Don't get me wrong... I had a wicked time, but fuck, its so much better to know that

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1093927059234877152004-08-31T00:17:00.000-04:002004-08-31T00:37:39.233-04:00

Sophia and Sarah were at my house at 8:10 this morning. I was at the pharmacy getting razor blades and other such things when they showed up. Anyway. There was a kid named Jeff that was sitting in the back seat. We were giving him a lift back here. We left the city at about 9:00am and got to Jersey around 3:30. We are staying at jeff's house tonight. He is the coolest 15 year old kid ever.

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1093863903119301882004-08-30T06:56:00.000-04:002004-08-30T07:10:04.806-04:00

those aren't though. it is 6:45 in the morning and i am done packing and showering and all that shit. now i'm just waiting for my ride. i'm hungry

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1093718963236805012004-08-28T14:37:00.000-04:002004-08-28T15:19:23.850-04:00

Last night we spent sitting, drinking on the street. The highlight of the night was having weirdos pose for pictures with my friend isabelle. The rest of the night was pretty lame though. I am going to NYC on Monday for a couple nights. I can't wait. I was talking to Sarah and she just mentioned that she was going and I invited myself along, I just have to get the time off work. Viv might just

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1093319166163552472004-08-23T23:23:00.000-04:002004-08-23T23:46:06.163-04:00

Work fucking blew today. Some cunt came in and within 5 seconds she was complaining...Why are there window seats smoking, they always give the good seats to the smokers. Well, you see, with the open windows, it allows for better ventilation. why is the menu only in French, I am with a foreigner, he doesn't understand. Well apparently neither do you, you dumb bitch let me explain. And so on. I

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1092953905450536882004-08-19T18:09:00.000-04:002004-08-19T18:18:25.450-04:00

I am in such a good mood its fucking whacked. Viv called me at work to tell me that we are gonna have a dinner party tonight, then were are gonna go play in the park. On top of that, I got to leave work early and I finally made some good money today. We are getting a new DVD player and yesterday we spent the day playing badminton and swimming in the country. I know badminton sounds fucking gay

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1092440248586160932004-08-13T19:11:00.000-04:002004-08-13T19:37:28.586-04:00

Shit, I've been away for a while. I lost interest quite frankly. Then I was in rehab for a bit. But I am back now. Well at least for today. Take it one day at a time they say. I hung out with the Stanley cup for a night and spent way too much money a some swank restaurant. I also spent some time(not enough) in the country, by a lake. I made an appointment to go see my throat doctor. Maybe I'll

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1090265050045841362004-07-19T15:17:00.000-04:002004-07-19T15:24:10.046-04:00

i got back on saturday and partied my little ass off (i had to shake of the trip with the folks). Korova was kicking. then Andre had us all over. that was fun too. besides that, not much is new. not much at all. well, i guess that its then.   oh and how the FUCK ARE WE SUPPOSED TO POST PICTURES NOW BLOGGER, HOW? STOP CHANGING SHIT AROUND.

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1089879016174237652004-07-15T03:54:00.000-04:002004-07-15T04:10:16.173-04:00

last night i went to bed and started to cry. i sobed. i sobed uncontrollably for two hours. i began feeling sad that day at work. for no reason. or maybe for no reason. i don't know. well, i do. i just feel so lonely these days.so fucking lonely. it's stupid, i have the best friends in the world. my parents love me. i am just missing that one thing. and for some reason, it hit me so hard

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1089522495785592952004-07-11T00:52:00.000-04:002004-07-11T01:08:15.786-04:00

New rule: no more posting when you're shitfaced Lennie. No more drunken E-mails either. Last night was obviously retarded. I drank for twelve consecutive hours. We hosted an impromptu after party after we went to two that sucked. we didn't end up going to the country because we were too hung over to wake up or walk. I just realized that if I don't go out and sleep with someone tonight, I

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1089437177274827452004-07-10T01:09:00.000-04:002004-07-10T01:26:17.273-04:00

I went out for dinner with my mum and her boyfriend (the one that just bought her the boat. I had ribs and chicken that Jesus himself barbecued. Got a bit drunk there. Then went out with Vi for black Russians (we had to catch up...Its been a day and a half)we ran into Arlene at the pistol. Spread the news about the downfall of the pentagon. Once and a while it's nice to vent. Now I am shitfaced.

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1089400981503743922004-07-09T15:15:00.000-04:002004-07-09T15:23:01.503-04:00

So I'm sick. I think I got it from Viv. There is shit coming out of my lungs that looks like alien blood. That shit will melt through three metal floors you know. So I have a choice: no smoking, (maybe that will accelerate the getting better) or be a fucking normal human being. Right now, I am not smoking but I am cranky pants Goldstein. Viv came into work today, I haven't seen her in two days

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1089181309737947482004-07-07T02:15:00.000-04:002004-07-07T02:21:49.736-04:00

I swore in November that I would never go back, that it was over, for real this time. you've got a nerve to be asking a favor you've got a nerve to be calling my number can't you here me, I'm calling out your name I know, we've been through this before.

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1089092956276773922004-07-06T01:43:00.000-04:002004-07-06T01:49:16.300-04:00

Tonight I went out for dinner with Andy. I had steak. As we were crossing the street we intersected mark (spawn of Satan) on the sidewalk and I said "eww gross" really loud then he passed us and I yelled out "hey Mark, nice skateboard(the one he stole from Skylar)" then he fell off and looked like a retard. Thanks God, I owe you one.

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1089066085031251472004-07-05T18:09:00.000-04:002004-07-05T18:21:25.036-04:00

Yesterday Viv, Spider and I finally got out of the city and went to her step dad's cottage in the country. We spent the day in bikinis by the pool and eating BBQ. It was the best day in a long time. We got tons of bug bites and wicked tans. We're going back this weekend hopefully, Viv just has to pay her car registration. Andrija and Skylar might come too. summer has finally shown up and all I

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1088796204399906542004-07-02T15:04:00.000-04:002004-07-02T15:23:24.400-04:00

So the streets show was wicked. Viv and I had so much fun. My brother came with his cousin which is not my cousin. In fact, everyone we know was there, except for Skylar, he was at work... Malaka. besides that not much has happened this week. I have gone out every night and now I am exhausted. Trouble and I have been sleeping together and it is a bit fucked but a tolerable level of fucked. It

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1088293782541797782004-06-26T19:43:00.000-04:002004-06-26T19:49:42.540-04:00

I am so hungover. We went to the union last night and saw Kid God and my Brother. We sorted some shit out and now everything is cool. I am going to see the streets tonight. Long back are you coming? Viv and I are going for about 9:30 if you wanna meet us out there. Trouble comes home tonight...

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1088120155277569692004-06-24T19:26:00.000-04:002004-06-24T19:35:55.276-04:00

Today is retarded. Portugal just won a soccer game and now the main is closed off because everyone is running around with Portuguese flags or driving and honking their fucking horns so loud that you can hear them for miles. Last night, we went up to the green room. I had an allergic reaction to someone and now my eyes are all retarded again, thanks a lot world. They are all blurry and I feel

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1088024000399897342004-06-23T16:46:00.000-04:002004-06-23T16:53:20.400-04:00

I've got this killer headache and I still haven't finished my paper. When was it due? Yesterday. When will I bring it in? Tomorrow? Not sure C'est la fete national. So school might be closed. Do I need a body massage? Yes. Oh and this morning, I woke up to my alarm playing French talk radio discussing the Muslim community vote in Quebec. They kept on saying a bunch of super racist shit too.

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-108788218497405012004-06-22T01:13:00.000-04:002004-06-22T01:29:44.973-04:00

So some fictional character linked me to her(?) blog. It seems to be for some kind of bullshit TV show about life as a twenty something year old or something. Chances are, you already know this because that's how you got here. I've had like a kazillion friggin hits today from this thing. But what is completely fucked is that it is such a weird subversive marketing plan. The writers created this

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1087871961503415152004-06-21T22:36:00.000-04:002004-06-21T22:39:21.503-04:00

FUCK!

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1087861934426013602004-06-21T19:42:00.000-04:002004-06-21T23:34:38.470-04:00

I thought it would be a good thing to do to take a summer class so I could get the fuck out of school earlier but the thing is that I love summer too much be in summer school and I haven't really done anything for the class and now I have a stupid paper due tomorrow. Viv and Charlie and the family went out for dinner and I am stuck here. Writing about women and Islam. Of course I'm not doing that

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1087618511253157252004-06-18T23:55:00.000-04:002004-06-19T00:15:11.253-04:00

Viv asked me to go out for dinner so we were walking up the main and we ran into Silvio, my 40 year old crush. He invited us to sit with them--we did. Beer, beer, beer, black Russian,black Russian,black Russian,black Russian,black Russian,black Russian. Let's go out for dinner. Ok. We get into the car go to a swank ass restaurant. He ordered two bottle of wine. The bill came up to over four

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6337024.post-1087514172618476492004-06-17T19:14:00.000-04:002004-06-17T19:16:12.616-04:00

this woman scares the shit out of me

lenorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12689185595010935025noreply@blogger.com0