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:: Saturday, June 21, 2003 ::
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Wow, i'm speachless... Once again the internet has pointed out exactly who i am! Like! oh my god!
Well Canada day was pretty fun. I wish i'd saved another 20 dollar bill from the weekend so i oculd have been Uber Hammered. But whats done is done i guess :P
I've noticed my page fuckin sucks. Dude turn down the fucking suck knob. I think somone had the suck knob cranked and it broke off at 10 or something, this fucking sucks.
I've got no commenting anymore either... So looks like i'm going to have to "give er" and redoo my whole page.
Being a procrastinator at heart, i'll just wish you all (my loyal fans) the best of luck in years to come and hopefully you'll be able to look up some asanine blogging at potroast.blogspot.com again.
Oh yeah, to the guy who asked me for the guitar tabs to the used. Go fuck yourself. Haha just kidding i don't know any. Sorry dude.
Peace out all.
"aka dead" - Kevin Fucking Arnold
:: Potroast 3:07 PM [+] ::
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whats up you queer fucks... i haven't posted in a while... likely caue i'm bored with blogger, and the summer is too nice to be doing things on the internet... or something like that.:: Friday, June 06, 2003 ::
Right now propbably isn't the ebst time to be writing a post/ I'm just sitting here in my basement with mahar. We're "chilluin".
does anyone read this shit anymore?
if so leave a comment.
and with thaT I'M FINISHED, WE'VE GOTTA GO FIND JON... E'S DISSAPEARD SOMEWHRERE AMND WE ODN'T KNOW EXACTLY WHERE.
caps l9ock is cool.
okay now mikes gone. went to fins jon i guess. so i sit, i listen, and i talk to tyler. who is nolonger responding.
fuck this i'm outa here.
:: Potroast 3:24 PM [+] ::
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I just went to check my comments on my page and realized i haven't posted in like a week and a half. Which is weird because i'd assumed i had. I think i'm just thinking of things to post in my head during the week and i assume that i'd already posted it... When in reality i haven't at all. Perhaps thats how my mind works all the time and i do'nt do half the things i think i do...:: Monday, May 26, 2003 ::
Thats a little weird.
Well an update i guess... One of the hamsters died. I guess it was sick or something. I didn't really like that one anyways, but Colin cried. So we had a small memorial for him. And i'm not exaggerating,it was small... we dug a hole, put him in it and i ate some sunflower seeds. Stallone is still going strong and is twice as agile now that he's got the cage to himself again. Nicole suspects fowell play.
The tournament in moncton was fun. And when i say fun i mean the exact opposite. We iddn'tplay well and i ended up catchign food poisoning. Regardless of what anyone has told you in the past, it's not an experience i'd want to repeat. For an updated and longer version of the trip head to http://minicool.blogspot.com
We'e now working on a demo for Kevin Arnold. We layed the drum tracks down yesterday. What was soposed to be an all day event took all day with little progress. So we're soposed to finish the guitar tracks off today. Once we can get charlie out of bed anyways.
I guess thats about it, anyone up for camping this weekend gimme a shout... i've got canned beer and fireworks at my disposal.
Peace out all
"Jet Black New Year" - Thursday
ps. The new blogger template is cool.
:: Potroast 8:55 AM [+] ::
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Okay who wants to own two hamsters and a cage? My mother is getting super fucking annoying about their cage smelling and shit. Whatever, i live in that room and i don't smell a thing.:: Thursday, May 22, 2003 ::
If you sit at home and do little in the morning, you'd probably have noticed that finding something to watch is difficult. May i suggest turnign to the New TNN to watch VIP? It's probably them ost entertaining show on television. I've never sen a more pathetic show in my 19 years of life... I suspect they know the show sucks and hired shitty actors to make it all that much more entertaining.
Tonight on the NEW TNN!
Lame plots, continuity errors, bad acting, crappy fight scenes,big tits,crappy special guests, and much much more!
I hope we have band practice today, charlie wrote a kick ass song.For those of you alexisonfire fans out there... Eat shit cause this song rules.
Yup, well i best be on my way. I need to find something to entertain me.
"Regurgitate" _ -VOD
:: Potroast 10:10 AM [+] ::
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I've noticed my usual lust for pointless observations and ridiculous sladerings have gone down. Perhaps Thats why i don't post as much as i used to... It's probably because i'm looking for a job and i'm too lazy to do anything at all.:: Monday, May 12, 2003 ::
Camping on friday or what? Comon people, lets bring hotdogs, beer, and some tents. The way it should be. I might bring my pellet gun too incase we have to deal with raccons or skunks.
Matrix reloaded... Wow.
My paintball tournament at the end of the month is fast approaching, and i've come to the following conclusion. I don't have money to play. Being Jobless i guess i'll have to hit the old man up for a loan and bust my ass to find a full time job. Any suggestions would be nice. I was told i might get hired on at needs down the street. But i'm not going to hold my breath.
If anyone is goign to trivia tonight let me know too... Crazy fuckin myrons.
Well i'm busting, this blog sucks.
Peace.
"Embrace" - Evergreen Terrace
:: Potroast 6:55 AM [+] ::
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Whoooooooo likes rent-a-cops???:: Thursday, May 08, 2003 ::
My guess would be the people that have them in their direct familly, even then it's sketchy. Parading around like they're king shits of turd island. I've got news for you, you're not cops... So take our shit.
The other day, me and mike got a few beers in celebration of the return of one kingsley ralling, and the retreat of greg, pat, and gillan. We arranged to meet kingsley with the booze at upei to do some seirous drinking. We chose our old faithfull spot at UPEI seeing as it was raining and cold, and this area was sheltered and heated.
We sat around drinking for a while, kings left for dinner then came back. Then as i'd just cracked lucky number 7, the door opens and in walks a rentacop baring a flashlight and attitude asking who was claiming the ticket for the beer. Of course we were a bit sceptical of his authority, so we gave him a good ammount of shit. Mahar asked him for his badge, then he got one of us to present ID so he oculd write up the ticket. He put us in the van where we made numerous desperraging remarks. Pointing out that we were just staying out of the rain and that they were dicks for stealing our beer. They had a fucking cooler in the back of the van... i mean... common man.
The dude looked really familliar too so i asked him if he knew a "gordon fowler" ... Hahaha those of you that remember that name will understand at least. The rest of you probably don't give a flying fuck anyways.
So after a lot of bad noise, they released us back into the wild to head back to the liquor store, and eventually to dooleys.
The rest of the night was a drunken ordeal and a half, and all went smoothly.
Here's the kicker... The next morning i was awoke by a mysterious phone call. It was the arresting "officer". Aparently he has known my father for quite some time, and he requested that i go see him that afternoon. So when i got there he was out on the prowl sporting a nice yellow "security police" jacket and a rain baggie over his "security police" hat. He tried to make me feel bad for mikes comments and pointed out that the only reason he ticket'ed us was because mike was being rude... hahahaha aparently i was being polite? WHatever man.
Anways, as PEI usually works, if you have friends in higher powers, you can get away with just about anything. So he ripped up the ticket and made me poor out the beer down the sink to prove that they hadn't drank it the night before as i'd accused them of the night before.
Go rent-a-cops... You guys are doing a bang up job.
Topic of my next post- How to notice blatent sarcasm.
If anyone needs me i'll be at home laughing.
"Pulmonary Archery" - Alexisonfire
:: Potroast 7:15 PM [+] ::
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Well folks, it's been some time since my last post. The effort required was lacking over tha past week for some reason. Possibly because i had nothing to write, another possibility would be that i simply don't give a shit. Which do you think?:: Sunday, April 27, 2003 ::
Well my weeks been pretty textbook, band practice and hanging out with nicole mostly. Although last night me and mahar went to check out the new junkyard. Thats a killer spot man, i forsee plenty of excitement in that spot during the summer.
If you haven't seen the movie "stoned age" you just might want to. It's not like it's a good movie, it's almost far from it. But at the same time it was so bad it was entertaining. Like a pauly shore movie, or escape from LA. I was schemed into renting this movie because there was a quote on the cover that said "better than dazed and confused". Unfortuneatly this was quoted by some noname writer for some noname magazine... But of course, that was in small print.
We're lacking in names for our band, so if you have any suggestions, serious or not (mike), let er rip in the comment section. Thats why it's here you pricks. If it wasn't for major commenting on my last post i'd probably have gone postal.
Carting is back... oh yes. But unfortuneately knight rider is up on blocks getting an engine overhaul after spending some time in a big mud puddle. Not to worry though, we picked up a loaner to bag around in the feild. You wouldn't expect a golf cart to be ass off road capable... I mean we were running over smaller trees and shit. Once knight rider is back in action expect a few injuries.
Well i'm off to save the world, or maybe cook some frozen pizza and give myself a new superhero identity.
peace.
"Given Flight by Deamons Wings" - Shai Hulud
:: Potroast 6:17 AM [+] ::
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For those of you who have a shallow outlook on chritianity,and to those who just need something to argue... Here ya go:: Tuesday, April 22, 2003 ::
http://www.infidels.org/library/modern/jim_meritt/bible-contradictions.html
If any of you read will's page i'm sure you've noticed his speals on his recovery. Making simple inquiries to understand him better, (as he has gone out of his own way to ignore me) he used his bibliophile tactics, to use big words and insult me. While at the same time using simple disclaimers like, "Without judging you for it". Comon man, whats the deal? Why are you my friend one day, then you do a fucking cartwheel and completely shrug me off. Did i kick too many puppies for you?
Anyways, thats a depressing topic, and kinda scary in a way too.
I saw Identity last night. Despite the good reviews i thought it was fairly predictable. And is it just me, or are scary movies not scary any more? They used to freak me out in like grade 8. Now i just kinda laugh and point out continuity errors.
Well ladies, i'm gonna go shoot some people in the rain i guess. Man we're having shitty weather on sundays so far this year. Must be a sign... Not that i should stop playing paintball of course... but that people should stop going to church of course :P
anyways, later all.
"change" - Blind Melon
:: Potroast 6:22 AM [+] ::
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"If people were a little more ignorant, astrology would flourish -- if more enlightened, religion would perish.":: Friday, April 18, 2003 ::
-Robert G. Ingersoll
Whats up folks. Not a whole lot here. Not all that tired and i've got nothing to do other then sit on my computer. So i sit, and i do nothing trying to kill the time before my eyelids get heavy and i go to bed.
Fun shit huh?
Our band now has 2 sogns finished and working on our 3rd now. We still don't have a name, and neither do our songs. But the songs are pretty pumping so i do'nt give a flying fuck.
The french spelling for "iraq", is "irak"... What the fuck huh? ignorant french bastards just have to add their touch to every little word. If they can't find a different pernounciation for a word, they spell it differently and call it a day. What a joke. And i forgot for a little while why i dropped french in grade 11 after 10 straight years of french immersion... It made me angry. And not just regular angry. Violent angry. To this day i'm still not soposed to step foot in quebec...
Now i'm just making up shit, i'd best go to bed.
Peace all.
"Bleed Black" - AFI
:: Potroast 6:35 PM [+] ::
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I figured i'd better put up a new post to bump that "boob poll" down the list a little bit. It might send some people the wrong image. I'm a firm advocate of breasts.... On girls... Not Guys...:: Tuesday, April 08, 2003 ::
To those of you who continue hastleing me about my links, i have the following words for you... "b i t e m e".
I'm far too lazy to keep up to date on who's writing what and who isn't. Most people aren't as dedicated to their pages and eventually stop posting after a few weeks of "getting things off their chests". Go Blog Yourself will live long and prosper. I'm sure it will do more bad then good in this world. Or maybe thats just wishfull thinking on my behalf.
Heres a question for you... Who here can honestly say that they don't like boobs? I'm sorry to carry this on, i'd just like to let it be known thayt they rock harder than elvis.
Well today is good friday. I didn't go to church again this year. I wonder what my parents think about my lack of respect for the church. They likely won't ever bring it up because they hate argueing with me. I think it's because i choose to be ignorant to everything, and the only right awnser is my own. Thanks dad, I love hereditarry.
In 5 words or less, tell me why you don't go to church, or why you do in my comment section. The best response will be noted, and the winner will be either crusified for losing faith, or hailed as a saint on a regular basis by yours truly.
and oh yeah, don't take my attempts to badger religion seriously... I'd hate to see "one of gods creatures" blow a gasket over a few bad jokes.
I'm gonna go now. Hope you have a good day.
Peace.
"Under the blade" -Defleshed
:: Potroast 2:16 PM [+] ::
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Just so you guys all know...:: Monday, April 07, 2003 ::
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"two and twenty misfortunes" - Shai Hulud
:: Potroast 5:23 PM [+] ::
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Whats up fools?:: Saturday, April 05, 2003 ::
I've waited a long time to make a post so i could actually have something to write about. Unfortuneately i'll likely forget half the shit i was going to write. Whatever, i guess it wasn't meant to be.
How many baby pictures are acceptable in one room? Say the hcild is 6 years old and he's an only child in a rich ass family, how many baby pics would you expect to be in the house? Cause we were at a house today working and it was scary how many pictures werek icking around of this kid. The most disturbing of all being the one where the mother was at the beach holding her naked infant by the waist kissing it's ass. We're talking a ful out Sack moon on this one. Like... what the fuck is that?
Freaks..
I'm heading to truro this weekend on saturday to help ref a paintball tournament... I had planned on playing it, but seeing as i'm flat broke i can't afford to. In fact, the only reason i'm going is because i was promised a beer sponsorship, and my hotel and transportation is paid for. Thats a pretty sweet fuckin deal right there man.
What else... Oh yeah, i'm in a band now. Last weekend i got a phone call from Ray Lavers, an old friend from highshcool asking if I wanted to play guitar for them. The line up is me, ray, iskandar, charley, and ira. We've only got one song so far but i've been working on some more and charley probably has too. So get ready "island punk scene"... A new hardcore band is on the way. Get ready to throw some fists.
Nicole bought a hampster the other day, she's leaving it at my house because her cat will eat it. I named him Stalone cause he's a crazy fucker and he can hang from the roof of his cage with one hand, cliffhanger style. He's already drew blood on both me and nicole, but i think he's starting to warm up to me. If not, i'm sure i can find a potatoe cannon to fire him into the sea. So the ball is in his court. He's a pretty cool little rodent. I'm gonna see if i can train him to do tricks, i'll likely need a tetnishot by the end of it.
Well i'm gonna bail, might go play some guitar, or i might even start building a potatoe cannon. I haven't decided yet.
Peace out all.
"Broken Foundation" - Earth Crisis
:: Potroast 9:09 AM [+] ::
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Fuckin quizes... They pass the time so well, but yet they are so lame that it's scary...:: Friday, March 28, 2003 ::
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Well i haven't made a post in a while, and i probably could seeing as today has been a busy week. But i'm just so damn lazy and a litle tipsy still from last night so typing takes a lot of effort... Meh i'll get around to it, if you don't like it you can light your hair on fire jerkoffs.
Anyways, have a good one guys and gals.
"aka dead" - (unnamed)
:: Potroast 7:53 AM [+] ::
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Well, it seems the traffic on my page has reduced itself down to a few faithful readers. This page is a roller coaster of activity it seems. Perhaps i could boost my ratings if i made some posts professing my undying love for those i get along with, or even those i don't. Maybe while i'm at it i can explain every insignificant detail that passes through my head during a day.:: Thursday, March 27, 2003 ::
Here's an idea, how about i don't. Instead i'll write whatever the hell comes out. That way i won't be caught up in some stupid trend provocating useless horse shit.
To clear things up, this page will stick to the roots. Nothing but making fun of things, people, and in rare instances myself.
Ahh... the true meaning of blogger has come to the light.
I saw american beauty yesterday for the first time. Pure gold... Kevin Spacey seems to play the roll of a deranged husband quite well. It seemed like a cross of the ref and some early 80's indipendant film staring christopher walkins. It was funny, and creepy. But i don't think it was soposed to be either.
Does someone wanna burn some cd's for me? I need some oldschool hardcore on cd. I've got some blanks kicking around here someplace. I need, All Out War, Earth Crisis, Throwdown, Bane, and Hatebreed... Possibly "fuel" the old raised fist album.
"Gotta have my pops"
"city to city" - Earth Crisis
:: Potroast 8:25 AM [+] ::
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Well well well...It seems that montague has a Power rd.:: Monday, March 24, 2003 ::
I think that sign has a short lifespan next time i get to montague... Which may not be for a few years, because obviously i have no buisness in montague. But if anyone is heading that way, pick it up for me and i'll return the favour sometime.
In other news, the back of my finger won't stop itching. It really sucks a whole lot. I can scratch it, but it just gets itchy again within a few secconds. The zipper seems to be a verry effective way of ridding myself of it for a few secconds at least.
Fuck man, at first this was funny, but now it's just getting annoying.
Jon Green prompted me to download some old Throwdown tunes... Thank you mr. green, it started a chain reaction of downloading old bands i used to listen to. What a trip down memory lane that was. *single tear*
My lack of funds situation isn't funny anymore, i want to get drunk... I do nothing in the afternoons, i could very easily be at cheers or barrys having a few beers. Also, i haven't had a cigarette in at least 3 days. Partly because i'm dating a cigarette nazi, but mostly because i have no money.
Perhaps i could find an alternative to nicotene... Tea bags? oregano? I don't think i even have rolling papers.... No thats silly, theres gotta be some kicking around here someplace.
Experiment time, i'll catch you guys later.
"Live life, no rules" - Throwdown
^^^^ kick ass song by the way.
:: Potroast 10:50 AM [+] ::
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What to do when you live in a shoe? Throw a fuckin party and get smashed, cause hey... You live in a shoe man, who gives a shit.:: Friday, March 21, 2003 ::
Fuck i'm bored. I've got nothing better to do at 11:11pm on a monday evening. I'm not sure if thats a good or bad thing considering i probably work in the morning.
You know what i find entertaining? Arranged marriges... Thats bullshit man, it's like being seated in alphabetical order at a restaurant. Why, some might say it's as silly as marying someone you just met and hardly know. But who am i to critisize...Obviously i'm not married so i don't have a clue what i'm talking about.
I'm not what one would call a religious man... But... Amen to that.
War... Huh! What is it good for? Absolutely nothin.
Bush is a bandit, saddam is fucked in the head for not complying, and the 67% of americans who support what bush is doing are idiots.
They say that doing drugs is supporting terrorism... Well what so they call training and equiping alkaida forces with weapons? Thats not supporting terrorism obviously... Smoking weed is...
The american government is UBER evil, and i hope they get a real wake up call when saddam waits for them to land on his doorstep and pushes the button.
"Kaboom! Glow in the dark americans"
"ever so sweet" -The Early November
:: Potroast 7:29 PM [+] ::
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Last night we went out in search of what was to be the Canadian dream. We decided that with the pending war in Iraq, we needed a good night out to celebrate being Canadian and having nothing to do with it. So Myrons it was... No better way to celebrate independance then with $5.75 pitchers.:: Tuesday, March 18, 2003 ::
After being rowdy and drinking as much froth as we could handle, and being told we had the smokiest section in the place. Me zaino and mahar decided we'd go for a little jont to the 4th floor. We were up there for a while being fairly loud and abnoxious most likely. Zain twisted one and we lurked around in the corner in the dark and puffed on it. After that was gone. We lit up some smokes and enjoyed ourselves.
Then i noticed a rather large figure coming at us out of the shadows. I was goign to say something, but we were trapped in a corner and i didn't want to arouse suspiscion. So this big ass dude confronts us and tells us it smells like weed up there. We told him that three guys were coming down the stairs when we were coming up and it smelled like that already... He then told us to go downstairs. so we headed down. At this point it was becoming tense because we tried to get back in but he told us to keep going down the fire escape. Just as i'd asked him if he was taking us to the basement to kill us the door swung open and we were in the alley behind myrons laughing our asses off.
But this night was far from over. We wandered around for a little bit trying to find some herbs.Then met up with Matt and Greg at gregs friends house. Which was weird as hell... After being abused there we made our way to JR capones, where we smoked cigarettes and caused mayhem stealing signs and trying to steal tables... Then one of the guys that used to work there freaked out cause he was hammered and tried to stop us. In his patriotic JR rage he slammed some girls fingers who then punched him in the face starting a series of mini scuffles.
Fuck what a weird night. Sorry i don't have the patients to record it all...
"this happens" - An Early November
:: Potroast 10:19 AM [+] ::
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argh says:
you cant say that. Im the real less nessman
Potroast.Blogspot.com - I am Less Nessman. says:
Not today you're not
argh says:
well, if you wanna be em, then your him.
Potroast.Blogspot.com - I am Less Nessman. says:
read my blog
Potroast.Blogspot.com - I am Less Nessman. says:
it's been one of those days
argh says:
hahahahahaha
argh says:
sorry to hear that. but hey, you forget to realize that thanks to nicole the biggest part of your shitty day has been solved.
Potroast.Blogspot.com - I am Less Nessman. says:
the less nessman virus has been transfered
Potroast.Blogspot.com - I am Less Nessman. says:
yes, but now i'm her slave.
argh says:
werent you already
Potroast.Blogspot.com - I am Less Nessman. says:
NO!
argh says:
buahahaha. wait till she tells you to start massagin her feet and rubbing her back. or better yet clipping her toe nails.
Let it be known, i am a slave to my own misfortune :P
Damn you skyball.
:: Potroast 11:36 AM [+] ::
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What a crumby day... First off.:: Monday, March 17, 2003 ::
I woke up tired as hell as usual even though i had tons of sleep. I made myself lunch (kd) which didn't turn out right. How the fuck does that happen? I make it all the time and it tastes fine. It was probably forshadowing todays events.
After i ate, The bank calls me and informs me that my bank loan payment has not been made. They ask if i'm having financial dificulty and i said "no i'm good i just uhhh...forgot to deposit the cheque, it'll be in tomorrow". So after reminding me that mine and my fathers credit is at stake here, She said have good day and left me to sit and panic. Immediately after getting off the phone i was given the hundred questions by my father wondering why they called, and what they were looking for. I told him they were just looking for my loan payment and it should be paid already. He insisted i call the bank immediately and went out to watch television leaving me in a dazed and panic stricken state.
My only option was to ask Nicole if i could borrow the cash. She agreed to i under 2 conditions. That I pay her back, and that i become her slave until I pay her back... So we're now looking at 2-3 weeks of slavery, poverty, and back breaking labour working with my father.
So i tell the old man that there was a mixup and that my money was in the wrong account and i live to see another day. I somehow manage to keep myself going :P
So as if thats not enough punishment, i go into my room. First I do some sit ups and pushups. Then I ponder the idea of using a patch cord for a skipping rope. Looking back on it, I realize it wasn't such a hot idea. I went for about 2 minutes when i nailed my toe with it and went down hard. I rolled my ankle (my good one) and fell hitting my hip off the side of the bed.
After uttering and mumbleing unmentionable swears aimed at whatever i could, I decided i should play some guitar. I played for a while and eventually forgot completely what had happened nearly a half hour ago when i notice my top string drop in tone. Fucking broke the godamn fucking strings motherfucker...And i have no fucking money to buy new fucking strings. Egad....Why did i wake up today.
I'm scared to leave the computer because i'm not sure what will happen to me. With my luck when i take a shower it will be poisoned with anthrax, or if i take a piss my dick will fall off.
I am less nessman for the day. Laugh it up Mahar. I know i would! :P
Anyways, maybe i should go lie down on the floor and pray the the roof doesn't fall onto me.
Peace out, hopefully you guys are having a better day then i am...
FUCK IT's ONLY 2 OCLOCK!!!!!!
"hook, line, and sinker" - Refused
:: Potroast 10:12 AM [+] ::
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Who knows where i can get a part time job where i can work evenings and get away with not working weekends... I need to get some cash flow happening. Nothing feels better than having a fat wallet to blow in one night if necessary. Mike knows what i'm saying, eh mahar?:: Wednesday, March 12, 2003 ::
So as you can see i'm not dead for those of you who thought i might be, or even for those of you who just never know. I'm quite alive.
Jamie 1 - Amt 509,253
Well i was just told that today is st. patricks day... What a hole i live in huh? Maybe i should just declare a state of mental abstinance and buy a horse and live in the mountains. Or maybe i should just continue being ignorant to every Hallmark holiday that rolls around. With the exception of newyears.... new years rocks.
If i had cash i'd be so hammered right now. The spirit of st. patty is in me obviously.
Riddle me this, what is black and white and red all over? The winner will receive a special token which can be redeemed for one kind gesture on my behalf.
DISCLAIMER: kind gestures will be chosen by me, Little to no thought necessary.Limited to one guess per personality, must have legal picture ID to receive prize. After guessing correctly, your name will be placed in a hat along with seven other names that will also be chosen by me. I reserve the right to cheat my way out, or disqualify any person(s) who does not abide to my "special rules" which will not be posted.
Good luck to all.
"Gin and juice" - Nofx
:: Potroast 2:25 PM [+] ::
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Has anyone ever noticed, the only times i'm writing somehting negative on this page it's usually about corey? Virus anyone?
comon natural selection... kick into high gear!
You know what kicks ass? Two bite browinies. Any chalenges? comon, i dare you.
Well i'd better go jump in the shower before mike gets here, i aim to impress, and he always notices when i smell nice.
I want a beer and a cigarette, then i'll burn someone with the smoke and smash the bottle on their face. I shall then light up my victory cigar and do a bostonian jig in celebration.
Nah, i'll go play guitar instead.
Peace out.
:: Potroast 9:11 AM [+] ::
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Enemy - Show me what you wanna be:: Monday, March 10, 2003 ::
I can handle anything
Even if I can't handle you
Readily - Either way it better be
Don't you fuckin' pity me
Get up, get off...
What the hell am I sayin'?
I don't know about malevolent
Sure as hell decadent
I want somebody to step up, step off
Walls! Let me fall! Fuck you all!
Get a grip, don't let me slip 'til I drop the ball
Fuck this shit, I'm sick of it
You're goin' down, this is a war!
Who the fuck am I to criticize your twisted state of mind?
You're leavin' me suspect, I'm leavin' you grotesque
Feels like a burn from which you never learn
Cause and effect, you jealous ass
Press your face against the glass - suffer
Fuck this shit, I'm sick of it
You're goin' down, this is a war!
I've just begun
It's about that time
Gotta get mine
You can't kill me
Cuz I'm already inside you
Sick
"sic" - Slipknot
:: Potroast 9:03 AM [+] ::
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Sherry Lynn McInnis, Rest in peace. Your smiles and generosity will be missed by all. If there is a god, hopefully he will watch down on wade and the children. The familly is big enough to support them and we will all hold them close to our hearts.We'll Miss you.:: Wednesday, March 05, 2003 ::
It's kind of strange seeing something like that on my page. Obviously i'm not that great with words or i'd have wrote a bit more. But thats as to the point as it gets i suppose.
So i spent the past 4 days in west point PEI. For those of you who don't know wherre that is, It's on the west point of PEI... Now, don't you feel stupid? I spent most of the weekend with funeral preparations, but when we had free time we cruised around oleary, went to the legion, went snowmobiling, andwent to a dance at the west point harbour front community center.
I need some herb... someone help me out.
Then, i return home from the funeral sunday evening, and am directed towards http://mrbearlistens.blogspot.com where i was featured in a little speal by corey the dick himself, telling all his cool pals what an awful person i am... Thanks corey, i hope i have the chance to break your nose before you're struck down by a lightning bolt. Karma catches up with people, i hope you know that. And if you think you can be a pest your whole life you're fucking wrong. May the cars that drive past you on the highway vear in your direction, and may the drunks at the bar target you as an osama bin laden look alike.
Amen.
Feel free to give corey a taste of your mind, as my ip has been banned from his page so he can write whatever he wants about me without having anyone to defend me. You make me sick corey. Please catch herpes.
Well i guess i'm off to go be a lowlife like alan quinn. I don't remember trying to rape one of coreys sibling, but i do remember seeing him sniffing a 3 year olds anus and then stealing and destroying the evidence.I feel dirty even writing your name let alone he rest of the filth i have on the same page as i talk about my aunts demise.
peace out, and i apologize to the people who read this and want nothing to do with it. I envy you.
"just barely breathing" - Killswitch Engage
:: Potroast 10:06 AM [+] ::
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"i nominate that jet li be declared jesus (in his own right) he should also be the guardian of earth if we are ever attacked by aliens." - Mike Mahar
Ain't it the truth? don't deny it.
:: Potroast 2:13 PM [+] ::
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I feel really tired and spent...:: Monday, March 03, 2003 ::
I don't get it. I slepts 14 hours last night, did nothign for the 3 hours i've been awake, and don't have any desire to move. I just wanna go to sleep and wake up with tons of cash so i can get hammered tomorrow... but guess what, thanks to "reality" that won't happen...
Fuck sakes..
And oh yeah... Anyone who has once said (or even pondered) that The Ring was a good, scary, or even decent movie, needs psychiatric assesment. Perhaps you've been raised in a world where the definition of "good" or "scary" differs from mine. But until thats been proven i'll classify you as a crack head and strongly suggest you watch it again.
Fuckin trash man... I've seen episodes of care bears that were twice as frightening and three times as thought provoking and entertaining. Every copy of this trash masterpiece should be thrown down the same well the stupid posessed girl was thrown into.Then, when it's filled from all the "guaranteed or free" copys from jumbo video and blockbuster (the only idiots stupid enough to buy it), we should steal some nuclear weapons from the ever so trusting americans and bomb the shit out of them. Not the americans... the videos...
can't it be both?
FUCKIN TRASH MAN!
"This is not an exit" - Saves the Day
:: Potroast 2:01 PM [+] ::
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And i've returned unkilled by the heathen that is Toronto's 6th skyball.:: Wednesday, February 26, 2003 ::
Whats a trip. Best time i've ever had.
Heres a rundown of what it was like.
We left on tuesday morning after a 2 hour delay at 10 oclock. We spent most of the day making wise cracks and insulting one another. We made a few stops for fuel,grub and left and right handed cigarettes. We ended the first day in cornwall ontario at the 5th wheel trucker stop. This place was a dive. It was a combination of a dirty diner,trucker apparel shop, and whore house.Some of our younger team mates were appraoched by a queer trucker who told them that he was going to take the video game they were playing into his truck, where they were welcome to join him in many illegal and disturbing activities. We spent most of the night in the jamaican hotbox and got to bed early so we could get to toronto for the next afternoon.
On wednesday we hit the van for another exciting 5 hours. Arriving into Toronto in the late afternoon we checked into the hotel and made our way into the city to explore. Noting that only attractive people lived in this city, we came to the conclusion that the fat and ugly were hearded out of the city like cattle. Effective yet harsh. Later that evening we headed to the friendly stranger to pick up some "supplies" and went looking for food. After a stop at hooters it became obvious that finding a place to eat with 3 minors would be slightly difficult with the new smoking bi-law which permitts smoking in restaurants only if you are of age. So we made our way to Planet Hollywood. After noting that the menu at planet hollywood sucked major cock and balls, me and Matt said "fuck it" and headed back to hooters. We spent the next 3 hours and 70 bucks basking in the warm glow of the dim bar, drinking beers and eating chicken wings. Some guy bought us some beers and we talked to him for a while. He ran some sort of unique clothing store in the city and gave us his phone number to call him for some free shit. We eventually forgot all about it.
The next day, we woke up and watched a number of games from our feild view hotel rooms. We didn't have to play until the next afternoon so we spent most of the day smoking and watching games, occasionally heading to the trade show to check out all the cool shit.
Friday we woke up late again and got growled out for missing our sister teams games in the morning. Then we got our shit together and set up down at the feild to play. Our 8 games were played starting from 2:30 until 10:30. We didn't win any games at all which was a major dissapointment, but there was a bunch of really close games that could have went either way. I guess we kinda got a slap in the face and a kick in the ass at this event, but none the less, it kicked ass and we couldn't imagine any more competitive games. And holy fuck did that new gun shoot nice. It's a goddamn machine gun. People were getting torched man.
After we finished playing me and matt headed to vinnies. Vinnies is a combination of a pool hall,bowling alley, arcade, and bar. Only in toronto folks. So we played some pool and shit, then ended up heading back to the hotel.
The next morning i slept in again... A part of me feels bad for not seeing any of the other teams games, and then the other part of me says "fuck it, you're tired dude". I like the inner me.
We spent the rest of this day trying to steal huge banners and shit from the skydome.Me and nick snuck up to the 5th floor to steal th big ass ones but had to retreat when the alarm went off. So we went to the ground level and stole what we could.
I got a few posters and a ton of free stickers and shit from the trade show too. Not like you care.
If you read this far, I'm astonished.
That night we got the beers flowing and partied at the hotel for a while, then it was off to the brass rail.
On the way there we almost got into a scuffle with the cab driver who was a complete dick. So Randy started telling him off solid and we got kicked out downtown someplace.
For thoseo fy ou not aquainted with the night life in toronto, the brass rail is a strip club downtown. It wouldn't have been my first choice of bar seeing as drinks ranged from 7 to 9 bucks each. But i didn't have much of an option considering the company i was with. We spent a good 2 or 3 hours in there being rowdy drunks and the average island idiots. Lap dances went all around weather we liked it or not. but nobody seemed to mind :P
The next morning, we got our shit packed together and headed home. We spent the early parts of the ride sleeping. Then we stopped for supper in quebec city. By this time i was down to the last 25 cents in my pocket and couldn't afford a pack of gum. I grabbed the complimentry bread and headed for the washroom to sprinkle my own special ingredients ;) Then i returned to the table to finish up whatever scraps were left on peoples plates, and to watch matt choke down his half at the table in the middle of the restaurant.
When we were leaving the waitress informed us that the tip was not included in the price of the bill, after delivering our tip "tip:don't ask for one" we left the pissed off french to clean up our mess without a tip and headed east again.
We blared pantera and drove as far as we could get spending our time guessing colours in a magazine in the dark. This might seem quite simple to you, but i assure you colour does not exist without light.
We made it to edmunston and spent last night there in the first motel we saw. We drove tokes then went looking for some adventure.
One exit sign, 3 locks, and one emergency light later we went to bed. I was only asleep for an hour before i was woke up by someone smearing brown makeup all over my face.
After mumbleing some threats i stumbled to the washroom to clean off and then went to bed again.
Then this morning, we completed the rest of the trip home in some of the shittiest white outs ever.
And now i sit here, wasting hours blabbing on the internet...
Back to my dull, ordinary, PEI life :P
bah, i'm gonna go unpack all my shit.
Later all.
"Just barely breathing" - Killswitch Engage
:: Potroast 6:24 PM [+] ::
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hats up motherfucks? i'm at some fucking dirtbag motel in cornwall ontario on my way to skyball... It's the kkind of refuge homeless truckers seek whenever they're looking for some unbridaled hasrdcore prostitue action. It's 8-30 asnd we're now heading to tornonto to shoot some fuckers...:: Monday, February 17, 2003 ::
Washroom hotbox count - 1
I'll keep you guys up to date, later.
:: Potroast 5:28 AM [+] ::
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I don't know whats more troubleing...
Confusing my grandfathers toe amputation with my father for months without askign any questions...
Or being told that if i'm ever stuck on an island with Matt that he'll plump me up with banannas then smash me in the face with a rock and eat me.
What a weird life i live...
:: Potroast 2:43 PM [+] ::
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A week and a day til skyball... I'd give my left foot for it to be a week minus a day. But then how would i be able to play? Obviously i'd have to come up with some kind of legalized paintball scooter. Or maybe i'll just get drunk for a few days and let the time fly by keeping my feet in tact.
I've been told to post more. Aparently people have nothing better to do then to read my page... Hey retards, it's called the internet, and it offers infinate possibilties. Why are you reading my mindless garbage? Just admit it, you think i'm sexy.
Have you ever been to dooleys on the ave. for trivia? Fuck man, me and matt and danny-o were there last night playing some pool and happened to wander in stoned amongst a group of rather homely individuals. If you think you see some neat costumes on halloween then you obviously haven't been to a dooleys on a sunday night for trivia. I didn't know cowboys played pool.
And the trivia dude... i predict a massive coronary at the age of 45. He was yelling as loud as he could wandering around in the crowd, red in the face with the veins in his balding head sticking out like some sort of steroid freak. I wouldn't want to run into this fucker in a dark alley, but matt seemed rather enthusiastic about kickin his loud annoying ass.
So the real last episode of joe millionaire is on tonight. As mush as i hate prime time television, this show kinda makes me laugh because it's making asses out of a bunch of money hungry whores. Like so many others i got jewed last week when i sat for an hour in gillans basement watching what we thought was the last episode. Nope, you're fucking right it wasn't. we watched an hour of reruns.
I hate television. We were so close once... but it's betrayed my trust one to many times... Die television executives... DIE!
"No Brains" - Sum 41
:: Potroast 10:32 AM [+] ::
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