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| For the Fatherless in Ypsilanti |
[10 Oct 2006|05:07pm] |
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( Proof I'm alive )
Life is most awesome, but too busy to be on this. If you want to know what's going on I'm just a phone call, or message, away.
Or you could stop by, that would be even better.
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[06 Jul 2006|07:47am] |
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Leaving for Halifax, I'll see you all on Monday if I survive. Congrats to Bill for the wedding, although I'm sure he'll never read this.
Anyways, I'm out. Gone forever. Never coming back.
Peace Newfoundland.
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| Weekend entertainment |
[10 Apr 2006|12:55pm] |
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Weekend recap:
Tom: Ian, lets get cooked with Karen.
Tom: Hey, those rhyme
Tom: Wait, no they don't.
Tom: They just start with he same letter
Tom: Wait, no they don't.
Tom: They both start with the same sound...
Tom: Fuck this shit, come over to my place.
*Tom opens his curtains with a lot of gusto*
Me: Tom, that looked like some evil Emperor opening his curtains.
Tom: I could picture Greg doing it like that.
Me/Tom: But he'd be naked.
*much laughter ensues*
Steve: What are you guys laughing at
Tom: Greg exposing himself while naked!
Me: Greg exlposing himself while naked?
Tom: GREG EXPLODING HIMSELF WHILE NAKED!
James: Oh, I'm Mr. Silly Pants.
Tom (rapping):
James is to my left, Ian is to my right.
We wander the streets, smoking rocks all night.
Tom (rapping):
Me and Ian smoke juice, do rocks, smoke weed, drink beers.
Tom: You're blind.
Me: I'm bliiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiind.
Tom: That's kind of ironic. Blind with all those eyes ("i's").
Tom: FUCK. These bands are shit. They're indy for a reason.
Steve: YEAH! Because they aren't popular!
Tom: I meant because they were shit.
Tom: That game of crib was intense.
James: Yeah, or pathetic.
Me: Yeah, it was kind of retarded.
Steve (in another room): FUCK OFF!
Us: What?
Steve: Weren't you guys just talking about me?
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[06 Apr 2006|09:44pm] |
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Now that we have that out of the way, onto more pressing matters. My beard is officially gone. The murder occurred Tuesday night at around 9:30PM, after much coaxing over the weekend. Needless to say I'm more than displeased and am currently putting all my efforts toward acquiring a new.
Last weekend was pretty hilarious. Friday night I was supposed to go out with Tom, Iggy, Steve, and some folks to some party. Instead I had a few drinks here while waiting for them and wound up having my own semi-party. 'Twas decent. Saturday I went over to Tom's and hung out with Spirit, Steve, and obviously Teabag, before we were supposed to head to a party at Phil's/Tony's place. Right when I was about to leave Tom and Steve decided to not go, for reasons you don't need to know. Sexy Reasons.
Anyways, the party was pretty decent, spent the majority of it laughing at people playing foosball with iggy and generally wandering the house, until John wanted to leave. Then I came home, sprinted down to Sub-Way, almost got ran over, then came back to the apartment and ate the sub in a few seconds. It wasn't until after I woofed it down that I remembered that I, for some reason, put extra-extra hot peppers and jalapeños on it. The only drink I had was the one you get with the meal, so needless to say I wasn't very comfortable.
Anyways, back to labs and things.
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| Cooch Punt is in the house |
[21 Mar 2006|07:27pm] |
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So, I was sitting down today when out of nowhere Ash and Greg start talking about this Juggernaut Bitch video. They were going on and on about it, assuming I'd seen it, when I promptly asked "What are you guys talking about?". I got a couple b lank stares, then Ash said "I sent this thing to you months ago, man. Watch it now." So, he sends me a link and I go wait for it to finish loading. As I sit there, contemplating how stupid this thing is going to be, Ash starts explaining it to me, for the second time. He tells me it's a "Ghetto voice over of X-Men." Instantly my mind goes to this really shitty video me and turner watched at Christmas time, where someone did a voice over of the Charlie Brown Christmas episode and made Charlie a pimp. It was incredibly terrible, repetitive and boring, at the time. So, as I waited for this sure atrocity to load I started listening to some tunes.
A half hour later Greg is yelling at me because I haven't watched it yet. I still think it's going to be a shitfest of stupid, so I'm kind of reserved from watching it. I mean, not everything can be as glorious in hilarity as internet phenomena as the Kitty Dance and things of that nature. So, I turn on the video and my world is absolutely rocked. It may have been the combination of me, Greg, and Ash but I found this thing to be one of the funniest things I've ever found.
I have since watched it about 4 times.
I'm the mother fucking Juggernaut Bitch.
( More Isketch )
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[16 Mar 2006|01:35am] |
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So, tonight we had a massive game of isketch. For those of you not in the know, Isketch is basically on line Pictionary. You join a channel with a certain word set and everyone takes turns drawing. People guess what the word is and get scores based on how many people got their word and how quickly they guessed other peoples.
So, onto tonights hilarious screen caps. To see what the answers are highlight the text after "What it really is:."
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| Bam chicka bwow bwow |
[09 Mar 2006|11:44pm] |
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First off, I'd just like to tell everyone in the Livejournal world that there is a button, a nice happy button, on the bottom of your page. This button is labelled "Spell Check". This little guy is your only friend in the world of typing. He's here to make sure that you don't come off as a total brain dead when trying to make an argument.
Don't get me wrong, a few spelling mistakes here and there are fine, a few grammatical errors are no big deal either. But, when you're making a post to try and change, or sway someones viewpoint, or argue your own, having absolutely no structure to what you're saying doesn't reflect kindly upon you at all.
"But Ian, I don't care what you think; I type in this for my own leisure." Well, that's all good and dandy. If your post consists of "toady I ate bacon for breakfast and then went to the mall." I don 't care how many spelling mistakes you have, you aren't saying anything relevant or opinionated. On the contrary, though, if you are actually posting something that you have an opinion on you obviously care what I think, or else you're just an ass who likes to hear himself speak.
Or see himself type in this case.
Either way, the spell check is your friend, use it.
Also, if you're going to have the tenacity to post something up on live journal, don't expect everyone to agree with you. This is a massive community, there will be people with different opinions, so don't fret. Especially don't start running for the hills when somebody shows how big of a bitching hypocrite you're being.
"ZOMG CHRISTIANS ARE TAKING MY RIGHT TO SPEAK"
"YOU MAKE POST I DON'T LIKE!!!!! DELETE"
Do you see the hypocrisy here? You're complaining about freedom of speech but you refuse to let somebody else voice their opinion. Is that, is that a contradiction I see there? Is your infallible argument of the Christian man keeping you down, turning on you? Hypocrisy I cry!
I'll wait while you wipe the egg off your face, take the foot out or your mouth, or any other analogy that fits the situation.
Ok.
PS: Try deleting this.
PPS: Oh burn.
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| I'm alright |
[05 Mar 2006|07:19pm] |
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Tom> Man she's smoking. I'd bang her.
*Awkward pause*
Steve (reading off the TV)> ..."Gruesome Murder"
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| My hustle is trying to figure out the best ways to do what I like, without having to do much else |
[02 Mar 2006|10:28pm] |
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This is a message to all the people who message me on MSN/ICQ/Whatever. If we're in the middle of a conversation and you respond to something I said with "lol", that's fine. I now have the understanding that you are, currently, laughing out loud at what I just said. But, if you don't say anything after that there's a reason I don't message you back.
If we were talking in person and I said something to you, and you just looked at me and went "HA-HA" with nothing after, I would probably give you an awkward look and walk away. Which is basically the equivalent to what I do on MSN; close your message window never to return.
I'm not attacking any of you people who do this on a regular basis, no, I'm informing you about your problem. Also, while we're on the subject, adding "haha" to the beginning and end of every sentence doesn't smile kindly upon your intelligence. Again, look what would happen if this was brought to the real world.
"Hey, Ian!"
"Hey, Sara"
"haha What's up?"
"Umm, I just found out I have cancer."
"haha That sucks haha."
"Yeah, why are you laughing?"
I makes you look psychotic.
See, it leads to terrible situations. It's ok to add the "haha" on lines that have something to "haha" about, even if it's not funny. I do it from time to time, although not as much as I used to. I'm just saying people should start getting into the practise of weaning themselves off of this habit. Before you know it conversations will end up consisting entirely of:
"lol"
"hah"
"hah lol hah"
Also, as an aside, I would greatly appreciate people to keep the emoticons in their names to a minimum. I don't mind looking and seeing a smiley face, music note, and a rose or something. But when I see a three letter name that can't fit in my MSN window because of the three dozen emoticons surrounding it, I feel D: .
Plus there's only one emoticon anyone ever needs:
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| Music, bitches |
[23 Feb 2006|11:00pm] |
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1. Open your media player (Winamp, iTunes, whatever..) and set it to random.
2. Post your favorite lyrics from the first 25 songs that play.
3. Put this in your journal, and see if people know what you’re listening to (song and artist).
4. Don't cheat.
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[20 Feb 2006|04:31pm] |
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Just so I don't forget these quotes, here they are:
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Tom - Hey Steve, the girls know Murphy.
Steve - Really? Awesome
Dee and Vicky - He smells really bad. Like, rotten, it's kind of disgusting.
*This continues for 10 minutes*
*Awkward silence*
Steve - So, I guess it's not that great that I know Murphy.
Tom - Have you heard that piece by Randy Furby?
Tom - They are in my room, Ian. In my room touching themselves.
James - Man, Ian, you were really ugly. So was I, but that's besides the point.
Me - All right Steve, lets do this. Tom's cabin, here we come!
Steve - Yeah! Wait, we're going in the wrong direction.
*5 minutes of silent driving on the highway, waiting to pull a U-turn*
Me - Tom's cabin, now here we come!
Tom - Sticky-iggy-iggy-iggy-iggy
Me - There has been another victim, of the spoon.
Somebody - Ian, when are you shaving your head?
Sara - If you do that I will kill you, me and Vanessa are against this.
Me - I don't know if I am doing it, I just might.
*Kim randomly hears us at the bar*
Kim (screaming from the bar) - I'll fucking KILL YOU Ian MacDonald!
Me - Sweenopolis!
*Laughter from everybody*
Me - Just watch, I'll forget that.
*5 minutes pass*
Me - Guys, what the fuck was it I said earlier? Was it, Swetpeons? Hahaha YES!
Ash (from his room) - What? What the hell are you getting on with you retard?
Me - No, it was Sweatpeters!
Greg - Today, Feb 16th, will be known as "Cookie Day"
Greg - Guys, it's like I'm on a chair. This chair is in it's own dimension, with nothing ahead of me, or behind me, or at my sides. But, if I move any direction I'll tip over.
Me - So you feel like you're going to fall off my bed?
Greg - Yes.
Greg - I'm a laser.
Me - Greg, you want a cookie?
Greg - Yes.
Me - Wait, give that back.
Greg - Well it's only half a cookie now. How about I give you have a cookie of Ash?
Me - What?
Greg - Well it's only half a cookie now. How about I give you have a cookie of Ash?
Me - That doesn't make any sense.
Greg - But. It's only half a cookie now. So, I can give you have a cookie of Ash.
*This went on for way too long*
Phil - It's like, the beats are sneaking up on you. You can feel them.
*starts flicking his fingers*
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MORE ADDED
Me - Way to go, Greg. It's now 4'O Clock, it is officially too late for this to be a Green Day. Now we have to turn it into a Green Weekend.
Greg (from his bed) - Man, fuck the day. It gets in my eyes while I'm driving, it wakes me up in the morning, and it gives people sun cancer.
Me - Peter, stop badgering my witness.
Tony - Stop witnessing my badger!
(This apparently caused a 10 minute discussion about how badger means balls)
Steve - Holy shit guys. Holy shit.
Me and Tom - What?
Steve - We are in the perfect state for this. I have here, bubble wrap.
(We then popped bubble wrap until 4 in the morning)
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| Late to the party: Meme's edition. |
[07 Feb 2006|12:48pm] |
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There is a grand total of 1030 songs in my Winamp library. Pick a number between 1 and 1030, and you'll be rewarded with the corresponding song(s). Any amount of numbers can be picked, and if you're not satisfied with your selection , pick another number and I'll whip that one up for you. Or, I can promptly kick you in the groin for not enjoying good music.
Also, I've started going on a downloading/buying spree as of late, so that number will probably jump by a couple hundred in a day or so.
So, how about a recap of the weekend? Those usually go well. Friday the laundromat was completely packed, to the point where getting more than one washer was something that no man could hope to obtain. But, as you know, I'm no normal man. Instead I had Sara/Vanessa save me a set of washers and dryers, thus getting my laundry done in half the time they did, smoothness thy name is Ian. After hanging out with them for a bit they came with me, Peter, Greg, and Turner to the liquor store where we promptly stacked up for a night of partying at Phil's. A few of us started here to get primed up, listening to music, watching random TV and the like. Then at around 11 we get the call from Phil:
"The party is, sadly, not going to happen."
So, we're all stuck at my place with ton's of booze but no party, so we do what anybody would and finished off most of what we had in about an hour.
Around 12:30 Turner retired to his bed where he promptly passed out, leaving only me, Geoff, and Sweeney in my room. Listening to music and lazing around can only prove entertaining for so long, so at around 2 they left, leaving me to, finally, get some sleep.
Then the phone rings and it's Steve. He invites me over for some hanging out and we spend the rest of the night laughing hysterically at Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure.
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[24 Jan 2006|06:09pm] |
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It's official, Mother 3 has a release date. After all the petitions, calling, and organized raids on Nintendo it's finally coming out. This is a day to remember folks because on 4:20 EarthBound 2/Mother 3 will be coming out.
Itoi's website was where the date was announced, by the only man who anyone can trust on EarthBound information: Itoi Himself. As previously stated it'll be for Game Boy Advance and all that, but no word on any ties to the previous EarthBound games or if it still has anything to do with EarthBound 64.
( Itoi's statment (translated) )
Check out http://www.starmen.net for more info.
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| SOCIETY IS BOOMING |
[22 Jan 2006|06:12pm] |
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So, they say that video games and rap music are teaching our kids to kill? I think the NRA are doing a better job.
Also, condolences to all the Bronco fans. They may have been able to pull it off against the Patriots, but not the Steelers.
[EDIT]: Seven minutes left and it looks like Pitt is loosing their run, I may have been wrong. I doubt it though.
[EDIT 2]: Game over!
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| A gift for a douchebag |
[18 Jan 2006|02:17pm] |
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Ok, seeing as Nick has turned 20 today, I think it's time we reminisce about some of the good times. Now, I know many of you have stories about Nick yourselves, so leave a comment with them. Also, make sure to flick your name in too, so that we know just who was involved and what-have-you. I'll get things going with a few random stories.
- I remember when we were in grade 8 and used to go drinking up at Lind Avenue park and Louie John. Me, Nick, and Newman would go just about every weekend, and get drunk with a bunch of random people. Every time, without fail, we'd get tired of the people around us and slowly make our way back to Nick's place. Then,since it was usually to cold to stay outside and we were too drunk to go home, Nick would steal the keys to his Mom's van. The three of us, and whoever else was with us, would hop into the van, crank up the heat, and just go on about the most random stuff imaginable.
- One time we went for an excursion to the water slide. It was me, Nick, and two women who will remain unnamed. Anyways, one of the girls their had brought her cousin along for the trip, who was a woman of portly proportions. As I was watching Nick come down the slide I noticed the girl coming down behind him, then I saw one of the greatest moments in Nick's history. While in the slide he proceeded to turn around and kick the girl away from him. He would later explain that he was afraid she was going to crush him. She would be forever known as the Unforgiving Cannonball.
- For years our source of entertainment during the cold months would be to pile as many people we could onto a GT, go down Nick's road, and plow, at top speed, into the ice wall that had been built up at the bottom. Over time this didn't provide enough excitement so we stepped it up a notch by going to the Anglican Church hill, the one across from Church Road Park. We would push the GT down this hill, towards the road, and everyone would punch, kick, and do whatever they could to be the last one on it. Whoever was on it as the GT flew into the road was considered the winner by all.
- Destruction Derby 2 (very few people will understand this)
- Swimming at Depoles with Tom, Nick, Newman, and everybody.
- I have one really distinct memory that's so crystal clear that when I think about it, it feels like I'm there. I'm sitting on the phone by my computer, with Newman next to me, talking to Tom, he's asking us what we're up to and telling us to come over to Nick's. When, out of nowhere I hear an "umf" and a massive scream, a scream so loud that Newman could hear it coming through the phone.
See, Nick had taken a toy guitar, held it like a golf club, and swung it into Tom's balls with massive force.
- Every once in a while, when we were trying to get somewhere on time, Nick would come up with a "shortcut" through some random patch of woods. For some reason we would all believe him and would, undoubtedly, end up showing up hours late to hour destination. I remember one time when me, Nick, Newman, and possibly Greg were walking home from the mall. We took one of Nick's shortcuts into the woods, walked for hours, and exited the woods at the exact spot we entered it.
- The bees, another wonderful shortcut. Me, Nick, Tom, Greg, and Newman are all walking to my place from Pipeline. On the way a few of us decide that instead of taking the regular trail we will walk straight through the woods and walk up the hill; Tom and greg, being the pansies they are, took the regular trail. At some point during our treck through the woods a massive acorn falls in front of Newman, so he decides to punt it onto my back. Something odd happens at this point, the acorn exploded and about two dozen small flying bugs come out. Why, it wasn't an acorn at all, it was a bee nest.
I had about 15 bees on my back and I could feel them moving around, the rest went straight for Newman's face, sending him into the woods screaming. I hand Nick a stick and scream at him to wipe them off, he instead decides to whip them, causing them to all sting at once. Greg and Tom are at the top of the hill waiting for us when, according to them, they heard faint screaming in the distance. Then they saw me fly out of the woods and slam my back on the ground to try and kill all the fuckers, then Newman popped out grabbing his face and screaming. Nick, on the other hand, walked out calmly without a single sting.
- We also had a nice few water fights. It would usually be me and Nick on an opposing force, quite often Greg and Newman. Well, one time each team had a hose, waiting for the other to attack. Nick, being the one with the hose on our side, instructed me to ram my body at newman to get the hose back. So I charged at Newman hoping for the best and instead got blasted by his hose. While running back to Nick I notice something odd, Nick seems to be point our teams hose at me, right at my eyes in fact. With a large laugh Nick sprays me in the eyes and screams for me to attack, so I run back at Newman. This was basically repeated for the rest of the day, ending with me getting the nickname Faithful Ian.
- The "Golden Summer". There was one summer where, for some reason or another, neither Me, Nick, or Newman had any responsibility. Nobody had any work their parents needed done, nobody went on vacation, and we were all happy. We would spend our afternoons either walking to Roy's TV to buy new NES games, playing the games at Newman's, reading Maxim at Newman's, or going skating. It was quite possibly the most relaxing summer of my entire life.
- Jurassic Park
- When me, Nick, and Greg first started hanging out there was one thing that kept us together, Smash Brothers. We would finish school, go to my house, go up to my room, and play SMash Bros for hours upon hours. It was major passtime and something that kept us constantly getting together, it was good times indeed.
There are many, many more but I have class. Leave your own stories.
Happy 20th buddy
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| Give my feet to the footloose |
[15 Jan 2006|12:45am] |
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Ok, I explained this to Nick this afternoon, but I'm placing this on here to let in case I die tomorrow or something.
When I go into the wild yonder, which could be tomorrow, I don't want the traditional funeral. Yeah, I'll get the whole blessing and all that jazz, but I don't want the church/burial deal to be the main focus of it. No, that's not the way to do it. Instead, I'll be having an Irish wake of sorts. My casket will be placed in my house and all will be invited to come get drunk, eat, and tell awesome stories about their escapades with yours truly. Everyone will come and celebrate how awesome I was, instead of being sad about how awesome I still could be.
At some point or another I'll have the Mass, seeing as though my Grandmother would remove my face if I didn't. Also, somewhere during all this jazz someone is going to sing Bro Hymn, because when I was 12 I told Saunders that I wanted it played at my funeral and the lyrics are too suiting to go back on it.
On a different note, everyone should go download Neil Young - Transformer Man. It's the most odd, retarded, Neil Young you'll ever hear. It's some synth stuff he did in the 80's and it's absolutely nothing like normal Neil Young.
[EDIT]: I just realised there is a Johnny Cash referance in Please Don't Bury me.
"Look out! I've got your nose
Sell my heart to the junkman
And give my love to Rose"
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