The perfect bumper sticker for me. Now all I need is a bumper to stick it on. This is also my general train of thought with 99.9% of local cry babies. Because they irritate and amuse me. But mostly irritate.
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Let me turn on the part of my brain that gives a damn.
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How sarcastic are you?
You Have Your Sarcastic Moments
While you’re not sarcastic at all times, you definitely have a cynical edge.
In your opinion, not all people are annoying. Some are dead!
And although you do have your genuine moments, you can’t help getting your zingers in.
Some people might be a little hurt by your sarcasm, but it’s more likely they think you’re hilarious.
Teehee… now I want a car.
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Yay for other people taking over!
Those other people, of course, being the dog’s actual owners… finally! So, I actually had time to get crapola done tonight. Freakin’ amazing, that. As much as I can tolerate that dog, and as much as I like the idea of taking care of puppies, I already did that once recently. She’s nearly 2, now. I’m not about to be doing that again… so these people can take their dog and stuff it. I dun wanna play no more!
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Not how I planned to spend an afternoon.
Yet more evidence of my brother’s irresponsibility, not that it’s required; I already know he’s the least responsible person I’ve ever met. He decided he’d walk over to his girlfriend’s place, who is also supposedly the other owner of ‘their’ dog. Okay, fine. So you’d think he’d take the bloody thing with him, right? Wrong-o. Instead, he pawns him off on me, like I don’t already have 2 of ’em to mind. Thank the gods he’s actually sleeping now (I think, anyway), but that isn’t the point… it isn’t my dog, I didn’t *want* the dog, and I’m the one minding it. Again. Well, I guess no one ever accused him of being inteligent, or possessing common sense. He’s guilty of a lot of things, but none of them relating whatsoever to a presence of either potentially redeming quality.
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How normal are you?
You Are 20% Normal
You sure do march to your own beat…
But you’re so weird, people wonder if it’s a beat at all
You think on a totally different wavelength
And it’s often a chore to get people to understand you
Me? Weird? Naw… couldn’t be. *snicker snicker*
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It would seem I spoke too soon.
Apparently, the teacher they were trying to find for me can’t work the time I was originally aiming for… so my guitar lessons get to be put on hold a while longer. Ah well, time for me to continue being lazy. Yay lazy!
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God, I hope she never has kids.
My brother’s girlfriend decided, apparently completely at random, she wanted a dog. She was warned, several dozen times, what’s involved in it… she decided to go for it anyway. Well, okay, so she knows what she’s doing… you’d think that, anyway. Not even 48 hours after she bought this dog, though, he now lives with us because, as we rather painfully found out, she doesn’t really want one. She wants it for the convenience factor… something to entertain her. But as soon as she found out there was actually a degree of responsibility involved, she dropped it like a bad habbit. So now, we have 3 dogs here, which isn’t *really* where the issue is. The issue is, now we have to take care of a dog that maybe only one of us actually wants, that being my brother. And my mom and I do more taking care of the thing than he does. I mean, yeah, his girlfriend might still kinda sorta want it. But she doesn’t live here, nor does she really do anything to help out with him. As sad as it is to say, that dog’s more than likely gonna end up going to the SPCA or something. We can’t handle him plus the two we already have. And they knew it fully when they bought the thing. But apparently, that didn’t do a damn thing to stop them. I wish I could be that irresponsible… really, I do.
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One yes, one… maybe?
Apparently, I can quite possibly start my guitar lessons as early as next week. Not bad, considering. Now I just need to get called back by this apparent conservatory music teacher regarding piano lessons, and we’ll be in business. Next stop, something with which to record so I can stick various attempts, as shockingly harmful to the hearing as they may be, up here. Hey, I’ve got the space for it…
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What temperment are you?
You Have a Melancholic Temperament
Introspective and reflective, you think about everything and anything.
You are a soft-hearted daydreamer. You long for your ideal life.
You love silence and solitude. Everyday life is usually too chaotic for you.Given enough time alone, it’s easy for you to find inner peace.
You tend to be spiritual, having found your own meaning of life.
Wise and patient, you can help people through difficult times.At your worst, you brood and sulk. Your negative thoughts can trap you.
You are reserved and withdrawn. This makes it hard to connect to others.
You tend to over think small things, making decisions difficult.
Me? Spiritual? Ha… yeah, could happen. I could buy my way out of going to hell, too.
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See what I miss when blackouts kick my ass?
I go and lose power (see this entry), and they go and sign Wellwood. Now, I’m not complaining… I just wanted to actually be around when it happened rather than posting about it a day late. Stupid power outage…
And, uh… what’s with signing Peca? I mean, I know some whackjob called in claiming to be his cousin after a few of the games and said he was interested… but… is he really what Toronto needs? I guess it can’t all be positive news… it wouldn’t be Toronto if it was, no?