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Name: Justin
Country: Canada
Gender: Male
Interests: Ninjas, Llamas, Patrick Swayze, StoveTop Stuffing, Robots, Pop Tarts, Midgets, Skittles, DIY T-Shirts, and all other kinds of awesome.
Occupation: Writer
Industry: Media
Message: message me
Member Since:
3/2/2003
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| Verbal DiarrheaAt the end of a long work day, particularly on a Monday, your mind wanders into a dark and dangerous place. And by dark and dangerous place, I mean the bowels of nonsensical idiocy.
This conversation is living proof of such a theory.
Clare: would you eat Apple Crumble Muffins?
me: yeah
me: would you eat the corn in my poop?
Clare: nope
me: then you are not alone
me: I am here with you
me: though you're far away
me: I am here to stay
Clare: you've gone crazy
me: so has the very man whose lyrics I am quoting
Clare: lol
Clare: thomas was just singing this song the other day
Clare: i was dying
me: what song?
Clare: the one you just fucking quoted
me: hahaha sorry, that wasn't very clear
Clare: fuck off that was so clear
me: perhaps next time you should say "that song" instead of "this song"
Clare: it's like RIGHT AFTER the topic
me: because this song implies a song that you haven't mentioned
Clare: perhaps you should eat my ass
me: whereas that song implies the aforementioned song
Clare: eat this ass
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| My Father's DayI think the last thing I ever wanted to do to honour my father on the first anniversary of his passing was to quote the lyrics of a song, and not just any song, but one that is penned by tween-approved Death Cab For Cutie.
But in those final hours with my father on May 26, 2008 in the tiny unit of the ICU, Ben Gibbard's melancholic melody, "What Sarah Said" pervaded my mind's collage of loving memories of my father and I. And that one line in the song's final verse resonated with me, even a year later.
"That love is watching someone die."
I love my father and I've missed him for the past 365 days that he's been gone. There will be songs, movies, locations, foods, and people who will remind me of him on a daily basis. Sometimes these things will make me smile, other times, I need to turn away before my eyes begin to water.
But regardless of their effect, I am eternally grateful for those little reminders to ensure that I never forget him or the 29 years I was blessed to have with him.
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| My Music Collection, R.I.P. (March 2008 - April 2009)Today I had a lesson in humility... or technology. While attempting to upload an album onto my iPod, I inadvertently erased all 80GB of my precious mp3 device by accidentally removing the USB cord during the upload.
Fortunately, I have maybe 30GB of this backed up, but I will have to download most of these albums again.
As I mourn for my lost loved ones -- the entire discographies of The Smiths, Belle and Sebastian, The Magnetic Fields, and Chingy -- I will bravely attempt to rebuild my music collection, almost entirely from scratch.
Clare says:
are you ok?
Justin says:
devastated
Clare says:
man that really sucks
Clare says:
maybe i'll give you all my music
Justin says:
yes can you
Clare says:
yup
Justin says:
thank you clare
Justin says:
so many wasted hours and days and weeks
Justin says:
i wasted so many hours converting youtube clips into mp3s
Justin says:
so many hours scouring blogs to find mp3s of rare b-sides and live recordings
Justin says:
i gave this fucking bitch so much
Justin says:
and this is how she repays me?
Justin says:
i did everything for her!
Justin says:
i guess she was on her final straw
Justin says:
in the end, it was all my fault
Clare says:
you pushed her to the edge
Justin says:
maybe i never loved her from the start
Justin says:
maybe i need to take a break from her to realize she how much i took her for granted
Justin says:
her sweet melodic whispers in my ear
Justin says:
her gentle consoling whenever i was down
Justin says:
her constant reassurance at the end of the day that everything would be okay
Justin says:
you have made me realize my wrongs, clare
Justin says:
it was always me me me
Justin says:
and not her and I as one harmonious unit
Justin says:
and i let her love and sheer grace slip through the cracks of my music-saturated hands
Justin says:
i am a monster
Justin says:
i can't even look at another ipod anymore
Justin says:
i am no good
Justin says:
please clare, teach me to love again
Justin says:
help me find an ipod that will allow me to be a selfless, nurturing owner
Justin says:
and cultivate a relationship that is honest and true
Justin says:
will you do that for me clare?
Clare says:
please stop
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| All You Ever Need to Know About YouTubeYears from now, when technology has moved beyond YouTube, the new generation might ask us what made it so great. Sure, you could show them the thousands of clips where animals piss/fart/eat their own feces clips, the infamous two chicks one cup nightmare, or some viral celebrity asshole like Tay Zonday (Chocolate Rain).
Or, you can just show them these two clips, one after the other:
Battle at Kruger
Solid Potato Salad
Be patient, you will be rewarded.
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| Threadless vs. DreamworksI just got back from a certain Dreamworks 3D movie and when the B.O.B.
character (voiced by Seth Rogen) first showed up, I couldn't help but
feel like I had seen it before. Oh that's right, he looks nearly identical to the design of a Threadless shirt I own.
I guess "Cyclope was able to use those 3D glasses after all. Hmmm, maybe Threadless and the designer of this shirt should look into a possible lawsuit... | | |
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