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March 31, 2004

I Agree

Got this from my friend Matthew


I believe.....that we don't have to change friends, if we understand that friends change.

I believe.....that no matter how good a friend is, they're going to hurt you every once in a while and you must forgive them for that.

I believe.....that true friendship continues to grow, even over the longest distance. Same goes for true love.

I believe..... that you can do something in an instant that will give you heartache for life.

I believe.....that it's taking me a long time to become the person I want to be.

I believe..... that you should always leave loved ones with loving words. It may be the last time you see them.

I believe.....that you can keep going long after you can't.

I believe..... that we are responsible for what we do, no matter how we feel.

I believe.....that either you control your attitude or it controls you.

I believe.....that regardless of how hot and steamy a relationship is at first, the passion fades and there had better be something else to take its place.

I believe.....that heroes are the people who do what has to be done when it needs to be done, regardless of the consequences.

I believe.....that money is a lousy way of keeping score.

I believe.....that my best friend and I can do anything or nothing and have the best time.

I believe.....that sometimes the people you expect to kick you when you're down, will be the ones to help you get back up.

I believe.....that sometimes when I'm angry I have the right to be angry, but that doesn't give me the right to be cruel.

I believe.....that just because someone doesn't love you the way you want them to doesn't mean they don't love you with all they have.

I believe.....that maturity has more to do with what types of experiences you've had and what you've learned from them and less to do with how many birthdays you've celebrated.

I believe.....that it isn't always enough to be forgiven by others. Sometimes you have to learn to forgive yourself.

I believe.....that no matter how bad your heart is broken the world doesn't stop for your grief.

I believe.....that our background and circumstances may have influenced who we are, but we are responsible for who we become.

I believe.....that just because two people argue, it doesn't mean they don't love each other. And just because they don't argue, it doesn't mean they do.

I believe.....that you shouldn't be so eager to find out a secret. It could change your life forever.

I believe.....that two people can look at the exact same thing and see something totally different.

I believe.....that your life can be changed in a matter of hours by people who don't even know you.

I believe.....that even when you think you have no more to give, when a friend cries out to you, you will find the strength to help.

I believe..... that credentials on the wall do not make you a decent human being.

I believe.....that the people you care about most in life are taken from you too soon.


CONTENTMENT-When you think of yesterday with pride and tomorrow with hope, you can live peacefully with today.

March 27, 2004

Want You To Know

Working backwards from now till then:

I'm working too hard for too little money in a nice place. A couple of the people I work with are nice and I like them, some of them are not. Like any other job, I spend all my time wishing I was somewhere else.

I have worked for the Winnipeg International Fringe Festival for almost 5 years now and I love it every time I work it. I have met people from all over the world and made some life long friends. I met Eric de Waal from South Africa, a wonderous storyteller and a very nice man. I met the four guys from BC who make Canadian history funny and who make good music. Lastly, I have learned how to ride a bike drunk at 4am.

That one person who I have been looking for all my life, has found me. Two years this summer we have been together. This past summer, I asked her to marry me and in one more summer, we will be getting married. She supports me when I need it, lets me support her when I need it and makes me laugh. We are best of friends first and madly in love second, third, fourth, fifth, and so on.

I am making a home for myself in a nice apartment in a gorgeous and popular area of town. I love it here.

For three years, until the summer of 2003, I worked for a management consulting firm. It sucked ass. My boss ************************ ************* ********* ******* (edited out for fear of a law suit).

Before the Office there was Macdonalds. That was fun, NOT!

I graduated from University. I can not begin to describe how proud I was of myself at finally getting it done. I can barely describe the raw emotions I felt that day when I heard my name called and I stepped out on that stage. I now have a Bachelor of Arts degree from the University of Winnipeg.

I took time off in 1999 and lived on a very nice farm. It helped me get myself together after a hard time. I understand why some people choose to live in the country, to be farmers or such. It is a laid back place. The people I met were all nice. I enjoyed many happy dinners around kitchen tables with people who were honest and down to earth. My time out in the country probably saved my life. I am grateful for the time there that I was given.

Now, I work hard. I try to make the most of what I have and try not to dwell too much on what I dont have. I try and make sure my friends know how much I appreciate them (and if they dont, and come here: Friends make a man, they define who he is, and I like who I am and who I can call my friends). The past is important to me, but so is what is to come, fatherhood, adulthood and maturity. I look forward to my wedding and what comes every day after that. I look forward to sharing all the news and stories with lost but not forgetten friends.

March 24, 2004

Evil People

The following is a long list of email addresses that have sent me spam or spam like emails. Using Outlooks new spam filtering process, I will never see emails from these people again. I am posting it here for robots and other spammers to take and use to their own hearts content. For normal people, who arent going to hell for being spammers, feel free to use this list to block email as well.

096ooccg@canada.com
382666424421@bonnag.com
447380555214@animail.net
55212174121@bonnag.com
911870659600@msn.com
984615554671@atlaswebmail.com
anf334046@hotmail.com
augustay@fleedice.com
blingbling@web.newoffers4users.com
bspansa@usa.net
bsyh548732@mailblocks.com
cfeu7zaw2r@crystania.com
cmoseley@brazenblooms.com
csrdh@hotmail.com
cuirp778961@mailpanda.com
cw@halcyonyarn.com
delaineramseyer@doweb.every1.net
dr.orville@prod.shaw.ca
dr_cora@aol.com
dr_hershel@msn.com
dr_jasper@aol.com
dwrepcy470566@prontomail.com
e5ghbux@canoemail.com
ealimm789465@wildmail.com
eed323791@mailblocks.com
et256412@doramail.com
feveir765573@stribmail.com
fnuyye@aol.com
freshcttt@actornewz.com
frilani@jabble.com
getnojp@actornewz.com
ggler351326@hushmail.com
giehol62307@snail-mail.net
glvdwp@aol.com
gogk187257@hushmail.com
gomi496181@hotmail.com
handygtn@secondplease.com
handyqfj@periodonys.com
hed337247@mailpanda.com
hesru@lollylog.com
hiddenixv@couragecreek.com
iapwdu113507@netster.com
ipe518554@operamail.com
karla486819td3u5hdl@charter.com
kba629852@myway.com
knloko3phf@bollywoodheroine.co.uk
kwo693981@yahoo.com
la925812@fastmail.ca
lab3qd@we4a3.com
le25085@hushmail.com
leoi299127@hushmail.com
marilyn@aol.com
moon@yahoo.com
morgan@prod.shaw.ca
mph684418@hotmail.com
n6gusomoe@mail2westvirginia.com
nc79931@emailaccount.com
npwp403i@recyclermail.com
oacam92935@mailfreeway.com
oe@craftyarncouncil.com
ojm3ou@ilovenicola.co.uk
osp253378@mailpanda.com
otp884818@rediffmail.com
owilgo656010@fadmail.com
ra15cp@wildmail.com
rdrwsc640683@netster.com
reply-133826046_18@socthankachshaph.com
reply-133826046_18@wizardjotbathahdestroyest.com
rm844076@emailaccount.com
rpir859925@prontomail.com
rtgtpfxokg@china.com
rym996240@lycos.com
sanger@flywheelcentral.com
sanger@longjuke.com
seoul506171@mailblocks.com
sfuobvb687785@wildmail.com
shanaesage@maktoob.com
shfagwm665402@hotmail.com
shrv679234@stribmail.com
smikes@hotmail.com
soakinwet@list.itallgood.us
spunktnqm@couragecreek.com
sshdum761890@doramail.com
swallowoykf@closedgentian.com
tanya528181rou25@charter.com
tinyschumucker@sealiines.com
tmeoam815642@yahoo.com
tofail152389@safe-mail.net
tzilyid273801@outgun.com
uflc619628@stribmail.com
um@fairlie.zzn.com
umerext880049@stribmail.com
ut265562@emailaccount.com
vaill.francesca@bearaline.com
violettemois@blueballweb.com
vo3sozpgi@getdownonit.co.uk
welamond@creationmail.com
wiptbggnmgaghm@hotmail.com
wthp8t@mail2sanmarino.com

Hump Day

As in, its the top of the hill of the week. The hump of it. Everything from 2ish on, for me anyway, is the downhill portion of the week. Friday rapidly approaches. I hope.

Nothing new to report on with the work situation. Yesterday I spoke with the woman who is leaving and whose responsibilites I would be taking over. She hasnt heard anything yet as to who they will be getting into the office to take over her job. The main boss hasnt said who will be taking over the job yet and I heard through office gossip that he is apparently going away this week. So, if he fails to hire someone before he leaves, it could mean that sometime next week, someone gets hired. I dont want that. I dont want a week of RUSHED training for a huge job like that. But I need the job. Grrr.

Looking out the window this morning, the sun is beginning to shine, there is a slight wind and it is shaping up to be a very nice day out there and I have to go to work, where there are no windows. I hate that. I hate not having a window or two where I work. Granted there are windows in the building where I work, there are TONS of windows. But not in the basement. So it could shape up to be a gorgeous day outside and I wont get to see any of it. Damn it.

I am finding it harder and harder to do any sort of learning for new computer stuff. I desperately want to learn new stuff and get ahead with it, but I just cant seem to find the energy or, sadly to say, the motivation. I feel a little hopeless about it. Work tires me out, more so physically then mentally, but it does tire me out. Dealing with customers all day long, who are, for the most part, senile and annoying, is tiring. Being nice and friendly in the face of rudeness is tiring and being polite to a senile old goat who doesnt understand that we cant sell things as cheap as Walmart, is hard. I just dont seem to have the energy to do what I really want to do. Perhaps with the coming of warmer weather, more sunshine and rain, I will find more energy.

Have a nice day.

March 22, 2004

Choose Your Own Title

As I hinted at this morning, I thought that I might have some really good news for you this evening. The unfortunate thing is, I dont. There is also a good chance that there wont be any good news at all this week (unless something unforseen comes along).

On the previous Friday, I had gone and talked to my main boss about a position that was to be made available soon. It went well and I kind of felt that I had a really good shot at it. By the end of the next day, everyone I had told, made it seem like I had it and that it was in the bag. This morning, the woman who is leaving and whose shoes I would fill, came and talked to me for a little while. From that conversation, I got the impression that it was a done deal and that I would be in the office by the end of the day. No such luck. In fact, when I finally got around to talking to my main boss at the end of the day, I got the impression that I didnt have it and that someone else was being considered.

Now by all means this isnt a huge jump up, in fact I think its more of a side step suffle forward slightly kind of move. It really has nothing to do with computers at all (in the way I want) and is somewhat close to what I was doing at the job from hell last year. I dont REALLY want this as a career move, I want it to pay my bills so I dont have to worry about having my lights turned off on me.

So, it may be that I dont get the position, which is not a huge deal, but it does make me like my current job a little less and it will make going to work, harder now.

If something good does come of all this I will post it here.

March 21, 2004

Long Time..

No post.

I know, I know, its been like more then a week since my last post (or close there to) and I do feel that I have kind of been neglecting you here. So, with that neglect in mind, I thought I would come by and say a few words.

Fish.
Cow.
Triangle.

Well, thats all that I have for the moment. Oh, wait, you were like expecting some sort of posting were you? Oh my! Ok well, here it goes then. Money is really short this month as of Shaw wanting me to pay for their services (silly Shaw, sheesh) and we got a letter from MTS saying "PAY US NOW". So a good chunk of a small paycheck went to paying those two greedy companies. So Shauna and I have to try and make my very small amount of money go for as long as possible. Yay living below the poverty line! Woot! I will hopefully have some good to great news in the next couple of days.

I have been playing a lot of Baldur's Gate II: Shadows of Amn lately, which incidently explains why I havent been posting here much. I bought the game but never really played it much until now, why I cant really say, other then I have just been in a computer role playing game mood. I am debating about the hardware for my next computer. If I want it to be a really good gaming rig, then it needs a few really expensive parts. But if I am going to go for more of a workish kind of computer then I can go with a few mid range products and get a little more of something else, sort of a computer version of the saying "robbing peter to pay paul". But at the moment, I barely have money to eat, so a new computer is only a dream.

Speaking of dreams, I need to get ready for bed. Work is only a few hours away now and I need my beauty sleep.

March 16, 2004

Gather 'Round Boys And Girls

Its time for another installment of everyone's favourite story, ME!

Well, I think we should just say fuck it, through the chronological, biography kind of thing out the window and I will just tell stories of my life so far in a completely random and nonsequential manner.

Hmmm, what to talk about first. Traveling stories are always fun to tell. Some of my best stories are from when I went, by train, to California and back again. Every trip should begin with some minor catastrophe. Mine was my suitcase breaking open. I had packed a lot of stuff to take with me and when I was putting my luggage tag on my suitcase... it broke! The suitcase literally exploded. So with little more then an hour until my train left, I had to find a new suitcase. My dad and I ran to a local mall and managed to convince a luggage store that was about to close, to sell me a new, LARGE, soft sided suitcase. Thankfully the very nice lady, sold my dad a nice HUGE soft sided case and I was back in business. I remember my dad, who usually argues over every penny he spent, agreeing without question to the cost of the suitcase. It was a very nice present and I still get a lot of use out of it.

The train ride to Vancouver from Winnipeg was fairly uneventful and almost boring. Because of the time of year that I went during, the fall, by the time we entered the moutains it was night time. I arrived in Vancouver early in the morning and got to spend a whole day wandering around before leaving the following day. Thankfully nothing "interesting" happened to me that day.

However, the next morning, the morning that I left, was another story. Being told by my travel agent to be early for my bus to seattle to catch my train to San Fran, I ensured a cab would pick me up at 4am, to get me to the train station (and bus depot) on time. The cab came to get me on time and it got me to the bus depot in less then ten minutes, leaving me with almost an hour to wait. In a nice, seedy kind of area.

I was there for about twenty minutes when out of the dark, came a young and skinny native kid, carrying a gym bag. He was stumbling and looked high. He was very polite, didnt ask for change, but did strike up a conversation with me about who he was, where he was goin and so on. Despite his polite manner, I was very worried. I had all my luggage and my money with me in easy to steal bags. Then, sensing my uneasiness, said "dont worry, Im only on herion". Which, honest to got, made me a little less worried. The worst that he would do to me is fall alseep in mid conversation. Which he did. Twice. Once the station opened, I rushed inside and found a spot where I could hide from herion boy.

I still remember feeling relieved when he told me not to worry, that he was only on herion.

More stories soon.

March 15, 2004

Monday - Wish It Were A Sunday

Not really wanting to go into work this morning, not because its a Monday or because its stocking shelves in a store, but because its time away from the computer. I was so sick this weekend that I just didnt have the enegery to spend doing anything in front of the computer, but now that I am feeling better, I want to be doing something here.

What sucks at the moment:


  • Taxes. I am going to jail, I have to pay a lot of taxes and I have no money

  • The weather. Its been cold for far too long now.

  • My body, I am too damn round

  • Money, I have just too little of it. A few more dollars an hour and I think I would be ok

What is good right now:


  • Shauna

  • I have a roof over my head

  • I am healthy

  • The fact that I know my family will help me out

Tonight I will do some serious internet based job hunting and rework my resume a bit and redo the cover letter. I will try to make a list of places I can send it to by email and then by foot, which I can visit on Thursday when I have the day off. I hope that I can find something soon. I really need to make sure that I get a new job soon.

March 13, 2004

All the Worlds A Stage

I know we left off in my younger wilder days of pre-double digits, but I want to jump ahead a bit now ( I can do that, its my blog).

When I went to university, I knew what I wanted to major in right away, theatre. I signed up for a couple of theatre classes and began to colunteer for the shows they were doing. In Winnipeg, the University of Winnipeg Theatre Department is known to be the best there is. Now I am biased in that opinion true, but in my days since then, I have worked with very few University of Manitoba Theatre students.

My first year, saw me taking intro to theatre with an absolutely brilliant man, Per Brask. I was and still am in awe of him and what he knows. Per was my teacher for two classes over my several years in the department and I always felt that if ever I was to become a theatre intellectual, I wanted to be like him. Per seemed to know everything about theatre theory and was very good at articulating his ideas. Perhaps it was his articulation that got me, I wasnt very good at articulating my thoughts back then.

(For amusement: Per was and still is a HUGE Bruce Springsteen fan. When Born in the USA came out, Per said raved about it. So, for his birthday, two of my other teachers Charles and Tim, got him the tape. Little did he know, the tape was a little shorter then he thought. He put the tape in a tape player shortly after recieving it. Per presses play and Bruce begins that famous song, and then repeats the opening chorus over and over and over again. In fact he never seemed to stop. The tape was infact a loop of "I was born in the usa. I was born, in the usa." For about sixty minutes. Per was soooo mad at Charles and Tim that to this day, asking him about it, will get you thrown out of his office.)

My first involvement in or with a show was as a props assistant for a production of The Three Sisters. The director was Reg Skene (ill talk more about him another time) and as Reg tended to do, he loand personal furniture for the show. One afternoon, I went with the props coordinator and a friend to pick up an amoir of Regs, an antique amoir. A VERY EXPENSIVE amoir. Which had to be carry down in one piece, a very steep set of stairs, past a VERY expensive stained glass window and out through a vintage 1920's english oak door. When I was carring the amoir down the stairs, past the window, I though "God, if it starts to slip, please let it take me out the window first and land on me." Well, it didnt and I made it out of the house with no scratches anywhere. The amoir was a perfect fit for the show and was a whole lot easier to move once it was on wheels for the show.

Well, I can see by the hairs on my wrist, that its ten past and that I should be on my way to bed. Come back later for more adventures of me.

March 12, 2004

Everybody's Working For The Weekend

Well, here it is, another weekend. AND I AM ILL! Damn weather.

Thats right, I am coughing and sneezing and doing the phlegm thing. Ewwww. Well its true. Shauna is under the weather too, so we are trying to be restful and stuff. Ha.

Anywho. I re-installed Windows Server 2003 today after a previous install got wack on me and I had to put a cap in its ass. Actually I screwed up the disk paths and it got all screwy and I thought that it would be easier to start over rather then try to fix it. It looks and feels like Windows XP, or perhaps its the other way around. Who knows. I suspect that Microsoft is working towards a single look for all of their operating systems and products. The more they look the same, the less learning curve there is for the user when they upgrade, switch or try something new. But thats just my two cents.

The weather this weekend is supposed to be pretty crappy with snow and rain and blowing and cold. Which is pretty much the norm here for spring weather. Due to the pending storm type thing coming this way, work was busy today. All the old, senile, decrepid and annoying people made their way, with all due haste and speed they could muster, to my work place. This week, one lady said I didnt know where anything was after she failed to follow my very specific directions to the baking ilse (six b, behind the powerwall there, just past the soup isle on your left, cant miss it). She missed it. Went to 6a and then came back to tell me that it wasnt there and that I didnt know where anything was. If she hadnt apologized, I would not have been able to hold in the retort that was running through my head, "Dont worry mam, it wasnt your fault, Ive heard senility and alzhiemers can be a deadly combo".

Anywho, thats it for general crap. Keep your eyes peeled for a post about me next.

March 11, 2004

Because I Can

Thursday. The final frontier of the week. What lays beyond it, no one knows, but it is the mission of this crew and its captain, to explore beyond Thursday and into the rest of the week. To explore new days and and months of the year.

The weather has taken a turn for the worse yesterday and today. The wind has picked up and the temperature has dropped faster then an anvil falling on the coyote's head in a road runner cartoon. Yesterday morning, things were melting and there was some sun out and a few clouds. By then end of last night, there was a thick wall of blowing snow, ice everywhere and the apartment is an icebox this morning. I hate all this cold and I want it to go away. Right now. Well, I think I just got a partial wish, the sun is shining this morning, but the damn wind is still blowing and it is supposed to be very cold out there right now. Damn.

Trying to study hard for my MCSA but it isnt going to fast. I wish I had more free time to study and to make notes and what not. It just seems that I dont have enough time anymore. Work tires me out a lot and makes me just want to come home and veg, and the weekends seem to be taken up with just regular life resposibilities like doing the laundry, cleaning the apartment and spending time with Shauna (this is a pleasure and most certainly not a responsibility). I need to find a way to make time to study and spend time learning my stuff so that I can get a better job. Not that there are many jobs for me out there anyway.

Perhaps this evening I will post something about searching for work.

March 10, 2004

New Section Time

Well, I thought it was time to do a little ME time here. So, I have created a new category called "Me" (strangely enough) and I will post bits of my life here that I havent already done. Think of it as a autobiography in installments. Now this does not mean that you will get a lot of dirty details, lots of stuff in my life will be and remain personal and private. But you will get to read some good stories of my life.

In The Beginning
Well, as you may or may not know, I am the son of a mild carpenter and his wife mary. Heh. Sorry, I couldnt resist.

I was born here in Winnipeg, a little less then thirty years ago (getting ancient here now) to a set of parents who did the best they could. I have wonderful parents who do anything for me without spoiling me. The hospital I was born at was the same place my mom as well as a couple of her older sisters, had worked at for a few years and so when I was ushered into the world, I had a lot of people waiting for a glimpse. I was my parents first child, as well as the first grandchild (which means that my grandparents spoiled me rotten).

My first place of residence was way out in the west end of the city. I lived there for four years, of which I remember the last year or so. I dont really remember that much about the inside of the house, but I remember the back yard and oddly enough, our neigherbours house. I used to spend a lot of time over at our neighbours house. They had a young girl about my age and a young boy about my brothers age. I remember that the mother and my mom were good friends and that I was allowed to come and go from their house whenever I wanted. The young girls name was Lora-Lee and when I was 3, I asked her to marry me. She said yes and then I moved away. I dont really remember all that much about that first house, as I tended to spend a lot of time elsewhere. At that time my mom took me everywhere she went and we went a lot of places. I grew up more at other peoples houses visiting then I did at my own home. My mom and I spent a lot of time at her sisters places, mostly my aunty Irma's place and my aunty Janets house. Irma was one of my moms older sisters (well they were all older now that I think about it) and she ran a day care center out of her house. I dont recall a lot about the kids she had at her house, as I think most of them sucked and were mean. My moms sister Janet had a bunch of kids way older then me and so I remember them as long haired hippie kids (John looks like John Lennon in a lot of his pictures) and not as the doctors and parents they have become. Janet had a pool at her place , but I was too young to swim in it then and by the time I was old enough, they had moved from that home.

Our second home and the longest one, was in Charleswood, still in the west end of the city but now across the river. This house was larger, and blue. My dad has a thing for the colour blue. The house was (and still is) painted blue and white. It has a large garage and huge backyard. I think that was what got me when we first moved there, the back yard is very large a house in any city. I dont think too many kids growing up these days get to have a house as big as ours with a back yard as bit as ours was. My brother and I could play soccer and football easily, we had lots of room for our two dogs (ill talk about them another time).

Lots of stuff happened while we lived at the second house. There were about three forest fires near our house, two of which required that people leave the area. There was the time some kid tried to run my friends and I over with his dirt bike and there was the time a tornado almost touched down on our street. Lots happened at the school down the street from me, where I went for about 6 years and played at for at least 10 or more. There was a 7-11 type store near our house that was a staple in my life for a long, long time and there was even an A & W too.

Well, next time I will talk about my grandparents, where they came from and who they are. I would like to try and talk about some of the adventures I had growing up at the second house, but I will have to remember some first.

Sigh

Ok.

As you can see, will see and then wont see after tonight.

I screwed up.

I am making a new lay out, going with a very simple design.

I deleted but did not save the previous style sheet when I tested something out.

Damn.

So I KNOW things look ugly.

Come back tonight.

Just Testing Something - IGNORE

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March 5, 2004

Mixed Bag of Tricks

I know I haven't been writing much here in the last few days (week or so apparently) and I can't really say I am too sorry about it, but I can say that I am not feeling too good about it. So it satisfy the curiosity of my three readers, here is a posting.

Feburary was a tight month money wise and towards the end things were looking kinda shitty. However, with the end of the month came a couple days for me at MTYP and a small shift for Shauna, so we are back in to the game again. That being said, the hardest time is coming up. Taxes for me will be bad this year. I made a mistake in not holding on to half of the money I made as bonuses at my last employer (who insisted on paying me my "bonuses" as contracted work payments). I didnt think at the time that I would quit when I did and thusly thought there would be more money to cover taxes. Well, there wasnt and there isnt and I had left in the summer. I am hoping that the couple months I was unemployed and the low wage I earn at the Bay will offset that.

The weather has slowly been warming up and it looks like things should be melting nicely by the end of the week and by next week things should be very slushy indeed. I am looking forward to spring time.

Shauna and I went to see The Passion of the Christ last night. She didnt like it. I dont quite know what to think actually. It moved me very much. The movie portrays his suffering to a great degree. Jesus suffered GREATLY in his last final hours and this movie shows it. There were a couple things that I didnt like about the movie, but other then that I would say it was a very good movie. I did not see any Anti-semetism, I did not think the movie was too gorey, and I felt that it could have been slightly longer.

Not too much else to say, I need to run to work now and break my back for stupid customers.

March 3, 2004

Short

Sorry about the lack of posts.

Been busy.

Havent felt much like writing.

Feeling uncreative.

Dont hold your breath waiting for more.