Looks like some others have privatized their blogs as well. some of whom who have neglected to add me to their invite list. Oh well, it is what it is.

On an aside, life's obscurities have been dawning upon me quite heavily these past few weeks. On one hand, I feel like I know exactly what I need to do; on the other hand, I am completely clueless. I guess this is the result from being sheltered away from some of life's obstacles my whole life.

So far for the camping trip, there are 4 people who are highly interested in the august-4th prospective camping trip. I rather like that idea and I will try and confirm with a few other people just so that we can have atleast 7 or 8 people come on the trip.

I don't want any flakers because I, myself, am giving up my busy ass weekend to do this trip, so I need confirmation that people will show up. This confirmation may be verified no later than 2 weeks prior to the commencement of said trip.

That is all.

I hate living at home. Financially, it works out. But I think finances can be sacrificed for peace of mind, perhaps. It's an emotional death-zone at home and it's not going to get any better. Here's an excerpt from a recent conversation that took place about 5 min back.

Dad: I brought this lemon cake, but I don't know if your mom will like it. She'll give me shit for it if she doesn't

Me: yeah, probably.

Dad: okay, here's the cake that I brought. They didn't have the one you wanted so I brought this lemon cake instead.

Mom: I hate lemon cake. Can't you do anything right. Now go back to safeway and return it and bring me the carrot cake that I asked for.

Dad: They were out of carrot cake, what was I supposed to do

Mom: you idiot. You're completely useless. *enter in a barrage of expletives and seriously dirty words* *throw in some heinous remarks about family members and issues that took place 20 years back that have yet to be resolved because you're a fucking twat-faced cunt*

Dad: shut your mouth or I'll slap you in your face

Mom: If you don't like it, then leave. I want a separation.

Dad: fuck this.


This is everyday at my household. I am surprised I've lasted this long the way that I am. For the record, my dad has never hit my mom. Though I wish he did. I wish I did. Then there'd be ample reason for them to never speak to each other again. Would've been fucking great had that happened 15 years back.

If I ever do decide to get married, and if my wife ever turned out like that. I would slaughter the fucking cunt.

This is a result of a marriage going well past its expiry date. Never marry someone capable of pushing all of your buttons. If you want out--LEAVE. Do NOT put your kids through the same misery that my parents have put me through. They will hate you for it in the end.

Now I go to work, where I will likely study the entire time.

Yes, I've said it before, and each and every time I did, I meant it--I am awesome.

That being said, I was just watching the recaps for the american idol finals, and even though I thought, and still think, that Archuleta was/is an excellent singer. Soo damn glad that Cook won it. Fucking fantastic. If you haven't been following it, it doesn't really matter...just watch his performance of billie jean and his final performance for the show. Fucking amazing! This guy will go soo fucking far. I haven't been this impressed with an american idol singer since Daughtry. And this guy is better.

That ends this post.

okay, so here's how it is. August 4th long weekend...we all go camping. I am sure you can tell them you're not working on that day and hence, a 3 day weekend. I will also try to get others involved in it. Those who can't make it, tough. But we will try to accommodate as many people as possible. But I need to know if the main people can make it without any undue potential flakiness.

That is all.

so I've officially privatized my blog. I didn't really want to do so, but I didn't really know who visited my blog since not everyone leaves comments, so that's basically why I did it: to know who reads this blog and to impede the odd troll from commenting out of place.


That being said, my summer has been stressful, busy, warm and, without question, entertaining. I've only had about 3 days off in the past 3 weeks and those days I basically spent catching up on sleep. With work school 2 days a week, work 2 days a week and cricket 2 full fucking days a week, I've had absolutely no time for social life. Then again, my coworkers are awesome, and so is my cricket team (sans manu), so that's basically been my social life for the past 3 weeks..but I ain't complaining (except for the manu part).

I'll start getting back to my comic strips, but I can't guarantee the hilarity of the previous ones. I've been busy, so unless I get a really good idea, I probably won't do one.

That's all for now.

I, like reuben, have decided to privatize my blog. Why, you may ask? because I can and will. But unlike roohbit, this blog isn't a democracy, and since you're all peasants to me, despotism shall prevail. Hence, this tyranny will only serve my vested interests and thus, I declare this blog privatized. That being said, anyone interested in reading my blog must provide me their email addresses. For without them, no one aside from reuben will be able to read my blog. Privatization will commence in precisely 4 days time. If you have not presented your majesty-of-sorts with your email address in that time, I will hereby declare insufficient interest on your part and ban you from this blog--FOREVER. Unless of course, you then ask me about it on msn, and provide me your addy at that point, whereby I will add you to the list.


Elvis has left the building.

Had a really shitty day today. My cricket bat broke today on its very first usage against proper bowling. Suffice it to say, it has ruined my whole week. Everything else on the day was great, but I am so bloody upset at the bat. Was a damn fine piece of willow, if I do say so myself. Just a damn shame.