Friday, July 30, 2010

WTF Group. Awsome.



I was in Toronto today setting up a server. While looking for the right suit I found this one. I fell in love.

Wednesday, July 28, 2010



So it’s come back to it. Earlyer in the year I was hitting the gym 3 times a week and doing my mixed martial arts classes two times a week. This let me drop about 20LBS in 6 months. That made me feel fucking awesome. I felt strong, hot and sexy. Now, after landing my dreamboat girlfriend I let my body to the comfy relationship slide. I have gained about 5 pounds back. I have also been instructed by my doctor to get more exercise. So like a good lad I am starting to go back to the gym. I have updated my account on freetrainers.com. I also have reactivated my account on bodybuilding.com. I am also thinking about playing soccer in the fall. I need to do something. The beach body I wanted so bad is late. I don’t think I can walk around shirtless like I used too. I know, it’s shity. The only thing I can do is get ready, drive to the YMCA and pray to god that my membership hasn’t nsf’d to the point of paying money. Pffff you people know I’m broke. Fuck that noise.
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It’s also starting to thunderstorm. Hopefully this makes all the other fly by night gym members stay at home.

P.s. I hope I dont lung barf on the tredmill during my wormup.

Food for thought.



So my diet it kind of fucked up at the moment. On one hand I want to start going back to the gym. I would love a bigger body and hell, maybe even a six pack. I still have my YMCA membership that I am going to use tonight. They say a body builder is made in the kitchen not in the gym. I guess that’s true. I also have my brother telling my that the only way to shed the pounds quickly (without busting your ass for years to get the last 10 lbs) is to cut out carbs.

The only other weightless expert in my life is someone who sounds kind of preachy then eats a little bit of shit themselves. I have no problems with cutting out carbs. Well, that’s not totally true. I have read the benefits about cutting out all carbs and making my body hypoglycemic. I can do this. The only problem with it that I have is that I love potatoes, sweet potatoes, rice, corn, etc. I have cut out most sugars. Sure I cheat and eat crap every once in a while. But really, are potatoes that bad? Is rice that bad? I would think that probably not. Yet if you look at when carbs are used it’s usually for cheap energy or hell, even filler. I mean take a look at a standard breakfast that you would go out for on a Sunday with your parents. Eggs, bacon, toast, hash browns. They give you lots of hash browns and more toast then eggs. Look at sushi, most of it is just sushi rice.

I love beer. Beer is my easy drinking drunk or relaxing time. I really don’t like hard liquor unless I’m shooting it to get drunk. I don’t want to give it up and drink vodka. Eewwww, I’m no Russian.

For now I’ll just keep everything to a minimum. I will try, but hell if I eat a potato who gives a shit.

Friday, July 23, 2010

I love chicks.

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Party Down.



So I’m the best man to one of my best friends. This means I have to setup the bachelor party. I don't plan. I did the facebook message, invited all the people I don't know. I talked to the groomsmen. I don't know how to plan these things. All the fun things I've herd from TV and other people have been nuked. There will be no strippers.



Now I'm not saying that we need strippers to have fun. Hell thats not even close. I dont really want to see some random chick rubbing her snatch on my buddys face. I do like boobs but really I guess I just don't want this night to be like all the rest. We drink and party pretty much every weekend.

We have cut out the ball and chain bullshit. I dont think were going to pull out the groom t-shirt or any of that shit. I was thinking a t-shirt with the words "Gay Lord" would have been fun but I didnt pull that off.

I guess all were going to do is go out get _Hammered_ and fucking party down.

and make Don barf.

Thursday, July 22, 2010

Lest we forget.



Good night sweet prince.

Car Crizzel




car crizzel

Yesterday late afternoon I got a call from my girlfriend. She was calling from the side of the highway. She was drive on the QEW (yes I live in southern Ontario don’t stalk me). She was driving in the fast lane and started to slow down. The back of her car was then smashed into by a drunk driver (dood got arrested).

The details as to what happen are a little grey. My darling and her friend (will call her J) got hit in the rear. The car then slid into the car in front of her. The girls then got bounced around there car and got some whiplash. DQ called me and told me she was alright. J and DQ were taken to the hospital. I got another call my girlie in the ambulance. J had a splitting pain in her neck and ankle and DQ had a sour back and chest (from the seatbelt you dirty mother fuckers).

At our local hospital we waited and waited. J was submitted right away. The pains in her kneck were a real concern to the ambulance personal. She was put on the board with the brace, so when she got to the hospital she sailed right threw. I don’t know much about her state because I was focusing on my honey bunny that was shaken and sour. Once DQ was put in her Grandmother took the show. After what seemed like forever I was able to go in and see her. DQ was lying on a bed in the hallway. We waited and waited.

Then I saw my cousin who works at the hospital. We chatted and she told us it was busy in the hospital, she also told us that you’re on a bed in the hallways your probably fine. Then I was introduced to the porter who was taking DQ to the x-ray lab. We all chatted as my girl was wheeled down to the x-ray lab. Once there we waited again. And then finally some lady came out and took her in for x-rays. After that we got wheeled back and I tagged in DQ’s grandmother. I then waited with her grandfather. We talked about how hospitals are different on TV then in real life. I checked out the candy machine, and of course it was filled with shit. I walked back to my chair. Shortly after that DQ and her grandmother came out and all was fine.

DQ just has some bruising from the accident. The drunken guy got busted and we played cards later that night. So after 5 hours of highway, police statements, hospital checkups, x-rays and all the rest. My girl was release back to me.

And I’m Glad.

Tuesday, July 20, 2010

Wallpapers

So I found out that wicked bad ass wall pappers when dumped to my BlackBerry look wicked. Even tho I have the cheap BlackBerry 8330 (the work horse of the office world - suck it perl users). Heres some fun stuff I found. Enjoy.........fags.































Saved by God!




So I figure I worrie to fucking much some times. Here I am getting up at 6am. I get ready. I talk to the person I have to talk to and everything’s good. She called in and talked to my brother last night. We tested her Webex session and everything worked. I pray to god that nothing fucks up. I hope nothing breaks because I’m thinking that I only got 4 hours of sleep. I was with the girlfriend not just staying up worrying.

Fuck ya! We live again!

Monday, July 19, 2010

Youtube is less boring

I live on the internet. While I'm helping people at work I look at the internet. When I get home and have a beer with the girlfriend I watch tv and .............wait for it............ go on the internet. If I could make surfing the internet for only the shit I care about - I would be damn happy. Googling for other people is crap.

Heres some of the funner topics I youtube (via google) and some of the fun stuff.

People Falling.


Chicks Fighting / Girls Fighting what ever.


Car Crash


Lions Hunting

no time for life.



I like to work and go the fuck home. I don’t like to work past the time I have too. Today I was talking to someone who needed help with a Webex session. She has to host a meeting for about 20 people in Sudbury tomorrow morning at 7am. We were working on setting up the webex session and we hit one little snag. The snag being that if your webex password is anything like your name or meeting it says no way. So , she then proceeded to say she had to go pick up her kids and asked if I could help her when she got home. So, I now have to pretty much give up my night tonight to help her. Oh, and of course she now doesn’t have any faith my my skills and wants me to be on the phone with the guy who is setting up the meeting in Sudbury. Awesome. I get to stay late into what little night I have then get up at like 6am to make sure that these people can get there meeting done.

I love giving up my life for bullshit. This will in no way help me out and just hinder me. I’m pretty sure I’ll be half asleep on the phone and trying to walk someone with 0 technical knowlage. Oh yeah, I have to hook up the hotels projector to his home computer.
Fucking kill me.

Fry


I normaly do all my typing into word because I can't spell and my grammer is pure shit. I figured hell, for this blog lets be a raw as I can be. Fuck it. I like to swear and look at bullshit on the internet. I have been told that I spell so horribly that it's easy to figure out. So get ready to learn stupid!


This handsome little man is my cat Fry. This hanssome little man is the best thing to ever happen to me. I love him so much. Most cats are shity stupid cunts. Fry on the other hand is fucking awesome. He's handome, loving, purrs, and loves people. Hes not a fu-fu cat nore does it hide from people like a crazy bastard.

Most people think I named him Fry because I like french fries, or I like to deep fry. All of these answers are true, but the real reason we named him Fry is because of Philip J. Fry from a sweet ass little show that is back on called Futurama. If there was a gameshow about knowing Futurama facts. I would be on it.
So ya, thats my cat. Hes handsome. I've tried to no turn into one of those "Cat people" because I am a dog man at heart. The problem is, is that Fry is so awesome. I sometimes feel like putting on fuzzy knit sweatters, reading a book and petting my cat. And I don't even read!



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So I'm going to start a blog. This blog wont have boobs on it. I wont try and make money online. I wont try and make 1000's of backlinks and setup linkwheel sites to increase it's page rank. No. No more bullshit. The internet has gotten boring. I plan on bringing it back.