Wednesday, December 14, 2005

 

Who reads this thing anyways?

Well today was a nice restful day. Went to corra's for brunch with a bunch of UPEI people and Paul (good paul not bad paul) and then studied and went for a walk. Seriously considering registering for a powerlifting meet on February 4 in Sydney Nova Scotia. Was hoping I could go to sydney friday night, be in the meet saturday, then stop in halifax for the night to see the boys boys but I just found out hali is not in the direct path from sydney to freddy beach. What up with that? In fact it's about 7 hours from sydney to freddy but still five hours from sydney to hali. Shitty! I'll probably end up doing it anyways because I feel pretty pashionate about the fact that I'ld have a damb good time!

I wanna post this to see who reads this blog that I'm not expecting and is willing to post a comment. Readers I know about feel free to chime in with some unrelated rubish about the time I sanded myself with an electric sander to see what it'ld feel like.


If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, even if we don't speak often, please post a comment with a memory of you and me. It can be anything you want- good or bad. When you're finished, post this little paragraph on your blog and be surprised (or mortified) about what people remember about you.

Comments:
I'll post anyway, regardless that I post on every single one. An intersting question is just who reads anyone's blog without posting. It's kind of a cheat if you think about it. I know that Derrick and my brother Justin read mine without ever posting, but I don't know if there's much more than that.

What have I done with this trend of you hitting your thumb with a hammer, cutting your toe with a weed whacker, and sanding yourself with an electric sander?
 
Remember that time when you cut your finger at Challenge Trails (aka Challange Tralls) and I claimed that the reason that I didn't want to use my brand new First Aid Kit because I might accidentally give you infectant (as opposed to disinfectant)? Good times!

/mission accomplished
 
some unrelated rubish about the time I sanded myself with an electric sander to see what it'ld feel like.

I'm not sure if this makes me retarded, or makes you normal, but I have done that too... Sacred heart of Jesus I'm serious. RIDDLE ME THIS: What grit were you using? I think I had like 220 on it so it and pretty filled up with sawdust, so nothing to skin grating. I'm thinking retarded is winning out over normal, eh?
 
Brandon we're both as retarted as they come. I was using something around 200 grit also so no serious damage. This morning I plugged the blender into the block heater plug in the parking lot to see if the plug works and then I stuck my fingers in it to stop it from spinning after I unplugged it (the gear that engages the blades, not the blades themself). No serious damage but it did smart. Turns out the plug is fine but I noticed a break in the wire of my block heater cord, I'll put a new end on it over Christmas.

Daniel, I just actually thought of the infectant incident this week. You prick.

Neil your post needed more dog.
 
The first thing that popped into my head was the yelling match earlier this year that you got to hear from the other end of the phone. I think that was my most mortifying moment, realizing that you too had heard everything I had said. There are many other, much more amusing memories, but that was the first that came to mind.
 
my comment is sponsored by the Coca-Cola corporation...Remember:

- The Jesus Christ powerade incident
- The great powerade cherade of 2000
 
Remember that time when Neil said that he and Derrick were gonna call up Magic 93 to make a recording for Prozzak's "Be As" saying: "This is Sam Arsenault, be as gay as you wanna be."

Or remember that time where you hid your printer paper so John couldn't use it, so he got some paper and printed off 2 pages filled with big block and bold letters saying "Sam's stupid" and etc.?
 
Sam
I just read your comment, you dirty...I missyou and your chicken loving self. be in touch.
kelly
 
How about your magnetic performance as a boy killed by "the Mad Doctor" (aka Danny) in the Schaefer production of "James Bond: Totally Insane".
 
rebecca's the only one who posted something I had to think about wether or not it actually happened to me.

Doug's was the one that reminded me I'm an ass. haha. I wonder if that power aid is still in the bushes by three oaks?
 
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