wild one.

RULES;
001. put your music player on shuffle
002. for each question press the ‘next’ button to get your answer
003. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS.

1. If someone says ‘is that ok’ you say?
Hasta La Vista

2. What would best describe your personality?
angel

3. What do you like in a guy or girl?
puppets

4. How do you feel today?
make me better

5. Whats your purpose in life?
first time

6. Whats your motto?
Delta Dawn

7. What do your friends think of you?
If you see him, If you see her

8. What do you think of often?
we danced anyway

9. What do you think of your best friend?
dancing Queen

10. What do you think of the person you like?
Day old Hate

11. What is your life story?
hot poison

12. What do you want to be when you grow up?
american pie

13. What do you think when you see the person you like?
Dirrty

14. What do(es) your parent(s) think of you?
Ironic

15. How will you feel at your funeral?
I’m me

16. What will they play at your wedding?
Like A shooting star

17. What is your hobby or interest?
we can be lovers

18. What is your biggest fear?
salt shaker (? haha)

19. What is your biggest secret?
Closure

20. What do you think of your friends?
Heartache Tonight

21. What will you repost this as?
Wild One

Intervention.

Subject A:

Age 15; Male
D.O.B: October 2nd, 1991

Addiction/Diagnosis: severe Theft, severe alcahol consumption, severe drug abuse, mild drugs with intent to sell.

Summary: 15 yo. male, has been dealing and abusing drugs since he was 13. Been kicked out to live in the country, and has fallen to alcohalism.

Solution: A swift kick to the ass and some time in a Juvenile Facility Centre, although preferably jail.

Subject B:

Ag 45; Female
D.O.B: July 28th, 1963

Addiction/Diagnosis: severe Depression, mild drug abuse, mild self mutilating tendancies.

Summary: Mother of 3 unable to cope with her current standing in life. Has used drugs since she was young, but now relys only on the use of marijuana. Depression has caused self mutalative tendancies, and the subject tends to sit alone in an otherwise empty house alone, and cry.

Solution: Self addmitance to a mental health facility, and proposed living with her children again.

Subject C:

Age 45; Male
D.O.B: July 24th, 1963

Addiction/Diagnosis: Severe Alcohalism; slight drug use.

Summary: Father of two has had severe alcohal abuse since he was young, and so it continues. Drug use has slighted away from the use of harsh drugs, to the very occasional use of marijuana.

Solution: A visit to an alcohal related treatmentr facilitity, and a recap of all hes missed in his childrens lives.

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All I Wanna Do.

Hi.
Hello.
Hey.
Hola.
Bonjour
.

Stupid french. Throwing off my H-saluations.

Anyway, Life is slowly roating around and around.

Thanksgiving was…. Interesting.

I seen my Uncle Craig, Amy, Lisa, And KIm ((my cousins, 3 of 7, in that family alone)) that I haven’t seen in four years.

4 years.

Try THAT one on for size.

Sheesh.

Anyway.

I have a song for someone… special.

I don’t want to get up baby, let’s turn off the phone
I don’t want to go to work today or even put my makeup on
I’ve got better things to do than my to-do list anyway
Hide under the covers and waste away the day
Let’s just lay here and be lazy, baby drive me crazy

All I want to do wo wo wo wo wo wo wo wo wo wo wo wo wooo
All I want to do wo wo wo wo wo wo wo wo wo wo wo wo wooo is love you

I got my whole life to change the world and climb the ladders
Looking at you looking at me is the only thing that matters
Come a little closer baby, we can talk without the words
Hang a sign on the door, please do not disturb
Let’s just lay here and be lazy, baby drive me crazy

All I want to do wo wo wo wo wo wo wo wo wo wo wo wo wooo
All I want to do wo wo wo wo wo wo wo wo wo wo wo wo wooo is love you

Give me a kiss, from that Elvis lip,
You don’t want to miss this,

All I want to do wo wo wo wo wo wo wo wo wo wo wo wo wooo
All I want to do wo wo wo wo wo wo wo wo wo wo wo wo wooo is love you wo woo
All I really want to do,
All I really want to do,
All I really want to do is love you, love you, love you

Come a little closer baby, we can talk without the words
Hang a sign on the door, please do not, please do not, please do not, please do not disturb
When I lay down in the evening all I really want to do,
When I wake up, when I wake up in the morning baby, all I really want to do…

Mom+Dad

Well once upon a time there was a mom and a dad
Who on the outside had everything people wished they had
A beautiful daughter (and a son) two story house two car garage
And a white picket fence wrapped around the front yard

See daddy was a doctor (welder)
And mommy was a banker (housekeeper)
Mommy’s job got outsourced
So now mommy’s drinker (toker)

Daddy had a malpractice suit (family Issue)
Now he’s a snorter (alcohalic)
And all this shits takin’ place
Right in front of their daughter
She says, “Daddy what’s wrong?”
But he’s just too high (Drunk)
“Mommy what we gon’ do?”
She just get drunk(high) and cry
Caught in the middle of two wrongs trying to do right
Looking for answers alone in the darkness of night
Daughter says…

I’m holdin’ on a rope
Got me ten feet off the ground
And I’m hearin what your sayin’
But I just can’t make a sound
You tell me that you need me
Then you go and cut me down, but wait
Tell me that you’re sorry
Didn’t think I’d turn around
You say that it’s too late to apologize
It’s too late
I said it’s too late to apologize
It’s too late

Momma please stop cryin, I can’t stand the sound
Your pain is painful and its tearin’ me down
I hear glasses breakin as I sit up in my bed
I told dad you didn’t mean those nasty things you
said

You fight about money, bout me and my brother
And this I come home to, this is my shelter
It ain’t easy growin up in World War III
Never knowin what love could be, you’ll see
I don’t want love to destroy me like it has done
my family

Can we work it out? Can we be a family?
I promise I’ll be better, Mommy I’ll do anything
Can we work it out? Can we be a family?
I promise I’ll be better, Daddy please don’t
leave 

Brother please stop yellin, I can’t stand the sound

Make mama stop cryin, cuz I need you around
My mama she loves you, no matter what she says
its true
I know that she hurts you, but remember I love
you, too

I ran away today, ran from the noise, ran away
Don’t wanna go back to that place, but don’t have
no choice, no way
It ain’t easy growin up in World War III
Never knowin what love could be, well I’ve seen
I don’t want love to destroy me like it did my
family

Can we work it out? Can we be a family?
I promise I’ll be better, Mommy I’ll do anything
Can we work it out? Can we be a family?
I promise I’ll be better, Daddy please don’t
leave

In our family portrait, we look pretty happy
Let’s play pretend, let’s act like it comes
naturally
I don’t wanna have to split the holidays
I don’t want two addresses
I don’t want a step-brother anyways
And I don’t want my mom to have to change her
last name

In our family portrait we look pretty happy
We look pretty normal, let’s go back to that
In our family portrait we look pretty happy
Let’s play pretend, act like it goes naturally

In our family portrait we look pretty happy
(Can we work it out? Can we be a family?)
We look pretty normal, let’s go back to that
(I promise I’ll be better, Mommy I’ll do
anything)
In our family portrait we look pretty happy
(Can we work it out? Can we be a family?)
Let’s play pretend act and like it comes so
naturally
(I promise I’ll be better, Daddy please don’t
leave)
In our family portrait we look pretty happy
(Can we work it out? Can we be a family?)
We look pretty normal, let’s go back to that
(I promise I’ll be better, Daddy please don’t
leave)

Daddy don’t leave
Daddy don’t leave
Daddy don’t leave
Turn around please
Remember that the night you left you took my
shining star?
Daddy don’t leave
Daddy don’t leave
Daddy don’t leave
Don’t leave us here alone

Mom will be nicer
I’ll be so much better, I’ll tell my brother
Oh, I won’t spill the milk at dinner
I’ll be so much better, I’ll do everything right
I’ll be your little girl forever
I’ll go to sleep at night

Bugs.

OHOH funny story! OKAY – so 1 am, I wake up, and I’m like..what the fuck..there’s something on my face. Yea, its a spider. the size of a fucking quarter.  Needless to say I flipped out and jumped out of bed literally throwing the spider across the room, and running to the bathroom, where I intend to go pee. Have you ever woken up with a spider half an inch from your eye, half an inch away from your nose, and about an inch away from your mouth? I dare you, try it. Especially caught off guard by it. Okay so there I am, in safe refuge, in the bathroom, do do do do do… and I feel tickling on my foot. I look down and there’s this 4 inch CENTIPEDE crawling across my foot. Number one – anything with more the 8 legs, should NOT BE ALOUD TO LIVE. YOU DO NOT NEED THAT MANY LEGS TO SURVIVE. They’re only there for the creepy crawly factor. Number 2- when those thins are small enough to squish with your foot, so they instantly die, fine. BUT 4 INCHES. THAT IS 4 INCHES OF WAY TO MANY LEGS. I didn’t think a creature could bend in so many places at once. NUmber 3 – I thought we didn’t have creepy crawly things that big in Canada. Isn’t it too cold for them to grow much past the size of maggots? That’s it, someone has purposley infected my huse. conspiracy. You can guess the scenario from my earlier mishap with the spider, which ended along the lines of something like me standing on the side of the bathtub squealing, and trying to figure out what to do with this big THING. So I grab an old hair brush I never use, and full ouy attck the poor thing. ((I say POOR thing very lightly)) and throw the hair brush out, and flush mr. I HAVE TOO MANY FEET down the toilet.

You know I really don’t mind bugs. There’s only tow places they bother me… my bedroom… bed to be more precise, and my bathroom. And go figure, it seems that’s where they choose is the choiciest place to reside. I’m beginning to think I may actually have some very large creepy crawly roomates.

*shudders*

BC

Dear world;

oh ym goodness, I feel like I left the planet for two weeks.

for everyones information,

I AM still alive;
sort of…

and I did TRY to post…

but my computer = fu-bar-ed.

what is with me a laptops man?
can’t we just coincide in peace?

heh- not likely.

SO ANYWAY.

I went to BC for that wedding, and I’ll tell you now,

Strathcona lodge, although beautiful, is honestly the closest to butt fuck nowhere I’ve ever been… and for those of you that know me, I’ve been alot of places that can be defined as smack dab in the middle of nothing. I am quite partial to healthy food. I enjoy salds and all kinds of no trans fats- little salt foods – but everything in this place was PURELY organic, and the only kind of meat they ever cook is lamb. I DO NOT like lamb, in any form. These people did not use ANY spices of ANY kind, and the salad, was kelp salad, or lentil…mush.  (( Kelp -ew in a nutshell.)) please feel free to look that up on dictionary.com))

strathcona lodge - view from my front deck

strathcona lodge - view from my front deck

Strathcona Lodge - View from my front Deck - again

Strathcona Lodge - View from my front Deck - again

so, moving along. The wedding was beautiful, and quite enjoyable, but the sunday after we left… and went to gold river BC. OKAY- you think town, you think at least some cell reception… yeah no. there were 3 hotels, a fields store, and a gas station. WOO. we went fishing on the ocean, which was great, but now my freezer is OVERFLOWING with fish.

I like fish, love fish really – but not THAT much.

anyway, so thats all I really have to say for now. My adventure was interesting, but I’m too lazy to go into details today. Im sure I will eventually 🙂

Ciao!

p.s. Ignore the  1 2 3 below, I cant figure out how to make it go away. lol

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Weekend.

SO –

remember that friday I said would be SO boring….

HA.

thursday night Dinorah and I went to the union, with 40 dollars each, planning on just having a few drinks and doing some dancing, right?

heh, wrong.

its a 4$ cab ride from my house to the union number one, so that didn’t take nearly as much of my cash flow out of my pocket as originally expected.

Then we get there and Dinorah gets in for free with her school ID – CA-CHING.

Next thing you know, its dollar draft (small cups) and 3$ for every other drink.

UHM HELLLLLO?
stupid Idea.

do you have ANY Idea how loaded I was?
talk about sideways.

for any of you that have had the pleasure of drinking Shar Truce, you will understand my pain.

6 shots of shar truce ((enough to get anyone SLAMMED. normally I’m drunk off 3…)) 6 draft beers, 1 corona, and a shot of apple pie.

holy-wah alcoholic much?

“But Shea! – That is more money then you had!”

yes, yes it was. But for some reason I was really good at that whole ‘not paying for your own drinks’ game that night. Dinorah and I would just be standing there and I’d be like hmmmmm… *points across the bar* he’ll be our next victim.

so low and behold, 5-10 minutes later he was buying us drinks.

A-ha.

Anyways, We stayed later then we’ve ever stayed at a bar, and I didn’t puke till I got home and was ready for bed.

Proud?
I am.

So anyways, my solution for Friday = lay in bed very VERY ill all day.
worked well for me.

Friday night I worked the Quill…

AND I HAVE NEVER EVER SEEN THAT PLACE SO DEAD.

it was like…a Sunday afternoon…

I spent the first hour of karaoke putting on my own private concert.
HA NOT.
ever get tired of hearing your own voice?
I do now.

Lauryn Finally showed up at about 1, after a disappointing date with her Grad Beau Brendan.
AND JONO AND JOHNNY SHOWED UP.

talk about random popularity much yes?

SO ANYWAY.

I went home, and BRIGHT AND EARLY saturday morning I get a phone call from Dinorah…

“LETS GO WEDDING DRESS SHOPPING!!!”

*Groggily* What? Why? I’m not getting married…”

“no you idiot. I am.”

“OH YEA! OKAY!”

so we meet downtown and find her a wedding dress, after which she asks me to be her maid of honour.
(awe sweet <3)
and of course, I say yes.

Then we plan to have a barbecue, with her, Corey, Keith and myself, and play board games get drunk, and watch the UFC fight at the Union.

SO we get over there, and all 4 of us had just gotten over being SERIOUSLY ill.

Dinorah, Corey and I hung over, Keith, food poisoning… (poor kid)

So we eat burgers, play cranium, go watch the fight, go play more cranium, go home and pass out.

and of course, Keith is the only drunk one.
lol.

So Sunday I worked,

And today I work, so here I am, telling my story of my laughable weekend.

now, im going to post some pictures 😀

shea + Dinorah
keith, very drunk.

keith, very drunk.