Q: What are you doing tonight, sarnich?
A: Practicing my moves for Toddlers and Tiaras, of course.
One of my practicum supervisors suggested that I change my course load to include a class that used to be mandatory, but isn’t anymore. “I don’t know how you can work in the field without it - it’s pretty essential,” she said.
But the class is boring, the assignments would be boring, and the professor scares me. PLUS, the class would make me have a four day school week (every day but Thursday), and since last year I only had classes three days a week, I’m spoiled.
UGH DECISIONS

When I was fifteen, there was a Nickelback concert in my small town and, lo, all my friends decided that they wanted to go. I tagged along because there was nothing better to do.
It was an abysmal experience. I stood awkwardly, not knowing any of the opening bands (and disliking them - I was in my emo phase by then), and I didn’t know any of Nickelback’s songs except the annoying ones that were played for slowdancing at school dances.
In between songs, Chad Kroeger started talking to the audience. He insisted that we weren’t “rowdy” enough and that he could fix it. “What time is it?,” he yelled. After he had no response, he screamed “BEER O’CLOCK!!” He then proceeded to get a tray of uncovered plastic glasses of beer and start throwing them into the audience.
Now, at 15 I was awkwardly tall and as uncoordinated as I am today. I was watching all of this unfold in stunned silence (and disgust) when he turns towards where I’m standing. In slow motion, I saw him pick up a glass of beer, and throw it at me. And, still in slow motion, it hit me square in the forehead, then spilled onto both myself and my friend who was standing next to me. I was stunned.
I had been physically assaulted by Chad Kroeger, and it would never be forgotten.
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I don’t do anything. For real. I’ve been trying to assemble centrepieces for a girl’s wedding, laying in bed, watching Sabrina the Teenage Witch on YouTube, reading, and eating poorly. I don’t have any entertaining stories. When I do, I’ll let you know.
but now Jarett has it and he’s only 23 so you know that now I’m positive I have it.
My life is over.
I just realized that I’ve been chewing on the corner of this bottle. I don’t know how long I’ve been doing it.
but today I have cramps, so this post is a big “fuck you” to everyone that has a bird.

But the Canadian government just cut a program that provides free internet access and computer literacy programming across the country, which includes many rural areas that currently don’t have access to affordable high speed internet. Industry Canada is making a strong statement - that those who can’t afford to pay for their own internet access aren’t deserving of being a part of the global information community. In addition, this will eventually lead the the loss of thousands of student employment opportunities (regardless of what IC has included in its statement), because most sites will not be able to remain open without funding to update technology and pay the bills.
Please take the time to send a short e-mail to your MP or the PM and let them know that it’s important to you that Canadians have access to the internet regardless of their socio-economic position, and let your friends and family know that this is happening, and that it will affect disadvantaged peoples within your community.
To read more about these cuts, check out this CBC article.
Thanks so much!!
And you convince yourself it won’t be you because LOL why would they expect you to say words?
And then it’s you.
Q: How many triple vodka-crans does it take for me to want to go out ans about?
A: Approximately 4.
Taylor Swift’s father’s Facebook page is full of typical “Dad on Facebook” posts.
LMBO