The humans did not forgive us, she thought.

update for the hell of it

2007-12-14T07:45:27Z

LJ is dead, give or take.

That said, I win at school. I have a month off. I'm going to do some excellent work in the next 30 days, as well as sleep way the hell in, go to the gym, and fuck my girlfriend. I'm going to not eat all day. I'm going to hit neighbourhoods I've never seen before. I'm going to do yoga. I'm going to lie under the llama for hours on end and watch movies from my PC on my xbox.

Then school starts in a month and the proverbial shit hits the proverbial fan.

Anyway, hi. I'll see all of you relatively soon.

i'm out.

2007-06-11T02:59:43Z

Going to london tomorrow at 7pm.

I will be there for three nights. then I will hopefully go to hang out with 256 and heliumfish. I don't know where I'm sleeping while I'm there, or how long I'm there. There will be some metal.

Then... well, I don't know depends how long I'm there. Possibly Paris & Nice. Possibly just Paris. Possibly straight back to London on the 27-28th. Depends how good a guest I am.

Then Toronto on the 29th until eternity.

Keep Toronto warm for me. I'll be back before anyone knows it.

dichotoman @ 2007-06-05T01:00:00

2007-06-05T05:00:00Z

Does anybody know what happened to my copy of Wild Zero?

dichotoman @ 2007-04-20T02:12:00

2007-04-20T06:15:07Z

(entry deleted 'cause I gotta)

dichotoman @ 2007-04-09T01:25:00

2007-04-09T05:29:28Z

A while ago I was talking to someone and I remarked that my life was too... stable. My standard range of emotions too narrow. I thought this was a bad thing. Even if I was depressed, sad, angry, more often it would be an improvement. Things would be more exciting, interesting.

Now it's time to put my money where my mouth is.

I am bleakly pessimistic right now. I am down. Things are bleak.

It probably has something to do with my birthday, but maybe I should just go to sleep. Tomorrow I get to celebrate by printing photographs.

Joy.

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Other news: I missed 'The Coral' back whenever they materialized. I have acquired their self-titled debut and it's pretty friggin' catchy. Just kidding. It has 3 good songs on it (2-4) and then it explodes.

pic. checkit

2007-03-02T07:31:03Z

new photo.

i am pleased with it.

eat it! pics!

2007-02-15T17:36:28Z

I haven't posted pictures here in a very long time. Hopefully soon I will put some more... earnest? attempts.

dichotoman @ 2007-02-13T02:33:00

2007-02-13T07:34:05Z

my mustache is really coming into its own. it's awesome.

i really don't know how i got by without this thing for so long.

don't follow this link

2007-02-12T22:14:48Z

Portugese spam + babelfish = this:

Olá!

It knows who is né? Now that I obtained its email, I will always order notice! I wait that let us not lose the contact... Good, I obtained the photo of the congregated group of the time of the college student! Impressive as the time he passed! eehehe When vi the photo I impressed myself... You need to see! I do not remember myself of that place. If you to remember it informs to me! For that vi, you are in the way leaned in the tree... He sees if you remember of somebody.

I wait that yes. I am back in I sing it! I passed the photo for the computer to be able to be passing to the staff. To see it, to only clicar in link that I saved, together has plus some photos: http://uesc.net/docentes/fotos/aninhaedu/colegial.jpg I am with more photos of the time comigo. here. If to want to give one looked at, to only ask for. Thus that I will have a time, I will pass they stops the computer and also I will send. ah! It binds pra to me to confirm of the party because I lost its telephone that the Diego passed. It gives a life signal at least... I go being for here... Later people ' it talks more '!

Abraços, Nestles.

dichotoman @ 2007-02-09T13:48:00

2007-02-09T18:49:05Z

I <3 you, snotley.

http://www.angryflower.com/staple.html

brief, late

2007-02-03T06:45:34Z

Walking home from osgoode station, my mp3 player's shuffle hit a home run. Found a perfect song to fit the mood. My internal state (tired, slightly tweaked on a strange cocktail of substances), the environment, half-deserted, half-cold, queen west. Aphex Twin track I had never heard before. Very good on ya, shuffle.

Then while walking up John a pair of people stopped me and asked, in unaccented english, where the nearest roadcar was. I asked him to repeat it, and again, where is the nearest roadcar. I didn't know how to interpret that so I told him that exactly. He seemed as though he'd expected that and I carried on my way.

toki wartooth

2007-01-18T03:59:27Z

I've not posted here in decades.

New:

WoW is too much. Burning Crusade is sweet.
Having a hard time getting back in gear with school. I botched an assignment due monday, now i must scramble to get something together.
I have become obsessed with Metalocalypse. It's fucking awesome. Go watch it now.
I'm kind of depressed for some reason. Perhaps it's impending february, or maybe it's just that school isn't rollin'.

Not terribly exciting, I know. I break up with my boyfriend or take pictures of myself with my webcam. Or talk shit about people I know here. That last one is pretty tantalizing, but I'll pass.

Sheeeit.

dichotoman @ 2006-10-22T21:27:00

2006-10-23T01:27:53Z

It's official. House is sold to someone who wants tenants in here. Thus, i don't have to move. The end.

dichotoman @ 2006-10-03T00:18:00

2006-10-03T04:18:47Z

I think I did more today than I did in all of July.

I'm tired.

Wanted: photo help

2006-09-26T04:40:50Z

I need someone to help me with a timelapse assignment.

You need to either assist me or model for me. Additional requirement: if you're modelling, you have to be comfortable getting down to your undies... or some other believable just-got-out-of-bed state. If assisting, then you have to be comfortable seeing me in said state.

It'll probably take 2-3 hours, tops. Additional hanging out is optional.

Compensation comes in the form of my appreciation... and maybe a tasty meal somewhere.

PS: heliumfish. Tomorrow at my 12:00 class I've got a guest speaker in from Germany giving a talk on interactive art. You're totally invited to come check it out.

dichotoman @ 2006-09-23T09:44:00

2006-09-23T13:50:04Z

I guess I'm moving?

What I'm actually doing is waiting and seeing.

If we could find a 'good enough' apartment in three days, something tells me that, in 60, we could find a pretty nice one.

This behaviour (somewhat analogous to going down with a ship) is inspired by a conversation I had yesterday, on the porch, with a prospective buyer.

PB: "So, you live on the main floor?"
ME: "Nope, second and third."
PB: "What do you think about the house?"
ME: "Oh, it's a great house, nice, spacious, good location. No complaints at all until Pat (thumbs towards her house) decided to sell it out from under us and told us a week ago."
PB: "Ah. That's too bad, well, if I were to buy the house, I'd put an office on the main floor and I'd want to keep the upstairs as an apartment."
ME: "Well, then I hope *you* buy it."
Real Estate Guy: "We'll let you know asap."

So, it's not entirely unreasonable for me to hope that I could stay here. Oh, and I asked ol' Pat why she wanted us gone so suddenly... and she got reeeeally nervous. Apparently 1, "it shows better" (which i think means we're slobby youngsters), 2, "people could move in right away" (well, you should have thought of that before you decided to sell) and 3, "so I could have somewhere to live if my house sold". (please see #2).

We'll be here until december.

Now I get to go to school. Whee. It's gonna be a fucking zoo. That's to say "expletive" zoo. Not a zoo of fucking*. Then I wouldn't be so grumpy about going.

_____________
*there are no non-human animals involved in such zoos

dichotoman @ 2006-09-21T08:16:00

2006-09-21T12:17:21Z

Ok.

So, I'm moving. I'll either be living at 19 Aitken Place sometime in October or 150 Beverley St. in November.

One final go fuck yourself to the owner.

Go fuck yourself.

That is all.

dichotoman @ 2006-09-14T12:59:00

2006-09-14T16:59:45Z

What the thousand fucks? Fucking Pat is fucking selling these fucking houses.

I may still be able to live here. But what about if i can't live here? WHAT ABOUT THAT, FUCK?

Goddamnit. Why not? Couldn't have done this over the summer, hm?
FUCK

dichotoman @ 2006-08-20T05:25:00

2006-08-20T09:26:38Z

what it is.

i was under the impression that perhaps my peeps would back me up on my way home.

i lost my tie.

godsepeed, you other inebriated emperors.

my words are everywhere but where i want them. i am sleeping in until monday at 10 pm.

music

2006-08-18T22:14:45Z

Alright the track 'Hi' by Psapp fucking rules.

Mmmm. Random downloading wins.

flava

2006-08-12T12:51:08Z

So, yesterday, Kathryn and her friend Dani and I went to the Red Tea Box on Queen West. Very small, very tasty, very expensive food. Generally the food was quite good, with one particular... thing? standing head and shoulders above the rest. Given my gross lack of culinary terminology, I will simply skip to the point. This thing was so incredibly delicious, so filled with overwhelming flavour, that it actually created a sense of... speed. Of running, incredibly fast. Now, this was a very vague, purely mental, but definitely noticeable sensation. (no, I didn't suddenly think I was running) Just. It was fast.

--

In other flavour related news, I declare the lingonberry to be king of all berries.

--

Some tidying in anticipation of ramona_romaine's triumphant return. Enough to make it nice, but not too much, so I can still play it coool. Hm. Maybe I shouldn't be writing this here. Anyway, I discovered, in my mom's old wallet that I *still* have, her organ donor card. Under "specify the organ(s) and tissue(s)" she wrote "the ones that still work".

Ah, my wry wit. Wherever did it come from?

dichotoman @ 2006-08-10T05:10:00

2006-08-10T09:11:18Z

what a pleasant evening.

what a long walk home.

what, three more days 'till saturday-midnight? I call bullshit on that. I want it now. Soon. Now.

Other things wanted now: sleep.

dichotoman @ 2006-08-06T15:42:00

2006-08-06T19:44:02Z

dichotoman @ 2006-07-27T01:27:00

2006-07-27T05:34:22Z

Everybody went to sleep early so I decided to talk home, shirtless.

I sat on the porch and queued up a playlist.

Air, Andy Hunter, Aphex Twin, The Clash, Apocalyptica, Badmarsh & Shri, Boards of Canada, Dirty Three.

This was including a stop at The Orbit Room to see if Carrie Smith was there. She wasn't, but I paid the $8 cover and checked out a remarkably good funk band (not that I know anything about funk bands, but I enjoyed them). They only played four songs. I stood, mostly, danced a little, and on my way out, noticed that the girl at the door was still charging people cover, even though the band had stopped playing. I felt less ripped off.

As I was waiting for the line of people to get out of my way so I could head outside, a youngish College-street woman/girl glanced at me. It snapped me out of my bored daze for a moment and noticed she was holding her ID towards me.

.this has happened to me before.

So, I took her ID, scrutinized it, checked both sides, compared the picture to her, asked her her sign, then nodded, handed back her drivers license and walked down the stairs and out the door. I was able to contain my laughter until I got outside.

The rest of the walk home was less amusing, but my playlist got me to the door within a minute of the last song.

dichotoman @ 2006-07-10T01:56:00

2006-07-10T06:41:01Z

Today a sketchy old man came up and started talking to Kat and I while we sat on the patio of the rivoli and started talking to us.

I politely greeted him, then told him that I didn't want to talk to him. My directness both shocked me and worked so amazingly well... I am pleased that I still have the ability to surprise myself. May it never desert me.

I had a unexpected phone conversation with ramona_romaine today. The delay and the low quality of the signal gave me this neat world war two radio-communication vibe, like she should be shouting coordinates and requests for reinforcements at me while mortar shells exploded in the background. She is lovely and wonderful and terribly far away. ah well, in time, self. in time.

Or maybe the perceived WW2ness was just because of the fighter jets that were flying over the city today/yesterday.

...

what's with that?

In other news. Other news. Nope, no other news. I have been terrifyingly lazy lately. My cough comes, my cough goes. Sometimes it scares me. Tomorrow I make an appointment with my GP so he may diagnose something, prescribe something, even proscribe something to make me feel better. I really like him, i feel that he cares for my well-being. That and he's beaten cancer. How badass is that? He is so imbued with the power of modern medicine that disease can find no purchase within him.

My bed is in a new position, right next two medium-sized windows. I sit there and let the cool night breeze gently cool me as i look out over my domain. Granted, my domain is the lawn of 50 Stephanie St., but i really has the air of an aerie... and I likes it.

I also really like Missy Elliot.