Guess what I got for Christmas!
This blog is about to get, like, a hundred million times better than it currently is. Just wait.
Oh, PS: Is anyone in the world going to be anywhere near Port Elgin on New Year’s Eve? Because I have this horrible feeling that I will be spending a rather sad evening eating sausage rolls with my parents and watching some kind of television marathon, like, probably CSI or Mr. Bean. Not that there is anything wrong with Mr. Bean – I love Mr. Bean. And not that there’s anything wrong with my parents, either – it’s just that New Years Eves with sausage rolls and mom and dad are kind of getting a little tired. Not that there’s anything wrong with sausage rolls.
I’m up here, don’t know what the haps are just yet though.
We’re spending new years with Matt’s parents. Spending new years with your own parents sucks, but with parents that aren’t even yours?
granted, left to my own devices I’d probably just drink some tea and go to bed early.
In order to avoid staying home with my parent, I’m going to Dave’s party. You could come to Toronto and go to Dave’s party too!
Dude, I’ve wanted a tablet for years!! Can I try using yours sometime to try to decide if it’s an investment I want to make since it is becoming painfully apparent that no one else is ever going to buy one for me?
And sorry about your lame New Years plans. I would invite you to Lame New Years with my parents instead of yours, except for I am not going to be there because I am going to be nine hours away wearing my little black dress and actually getting kissed for a change. Hurrah!!
I wish I could go to Toronto for this party, but I have no way of getting there because buses from Port Elgin are sporadic at best and there is no way that I’ll be able to snafu the car. So my options are limited to Bruce County. Sad, sad, sad.
Actually, I’m just remembering the saddest new year’s eve ever, which was when I was probably about 14 and my entire family went to bed early, so I stayed up until midnight reading The Old Man and the Sea, in bed. And thus began my hatred of Ernest Hemmingway.
Leith, dude, you can totally try my tablet sometime, but I can already tell you that you want one. You need one. It’s so great. I’ve been asking for one for years, too, but nobody ever got me one, but this year I got a gift certificate for future shop so I just got it myself. The pen has an eraser on the end. You can erase in microsoft word. That is just the kind of inane detail that makes my life feel complete.
mmmmmm tablets. what kind did you get?
A Wacom Graphire4. Yum, yum, delicious.
Dude, Bruce County is never fucking sad.
NEVARRRRRRRRRRRRRR!
hi! you should come back to waterloo: you could probably score a ride with me, and i hear there’s a couple of thrashing new years eve parties!
ps – bruce / grey counties are the worst fucking holes on this planet.
I can’t come back to Waterloo. We are apparently having a Turkey on Monday. Apparently this is important. But that’s fine. I don’t actually want to hang out with you anyways. (Just kidding! Or am I?)
And I am not even going to weigh in on the bruce sucks/rocks debate because I think it needs to be left to die before it takes on an unfortunate life of its own.
Hey, I’m all about giving life to unfortunate things.
Anyway, we’re playing board games at my parent’s place if you want to come out. Life is happening for sure, dunno what else yet. I think ye know my e-mail address.
Whoa, sexiness on the graphire4!
Jason ‘lent’ me his tablet a few years back and since then I have formed a wholy unholy attachment to it.
The graphire4 is soooo sexy. So sexy that I’m thinking of changing my sexual orientation to tablosexual.
Corwin, thanks for the invite, but I think I’m probably just going to have hang out here because I don’t think I’ll be able to get the car. Sigh. I could really use some board game action. On the bright side, I’ve already started drinking heavily, and there’s a Sean Cullen special on CBC radio tonight.