[18:36] Sanny: enough stats to make someone go crazy
[18:37] Carlos *naf: So why do it for so lone
[18:37] Carlos *naf: long
[18:37] Sanny: cuz it needs to get done
[18:37] Sanny: I've been putting it off
[18:38] Carlos *naf: Horrible
[18:39] Sanny: almost done though
[18:39] Sanny: the first question
[18:39] Carlos *naf: lol
[18:39] Sanny: I'm not joking, but yeah it is pretty funny when you're not the one doing it.
[18:39] Sanny: bastard.
[18:40] Carlos *naf: :3
Upon a quick survey of the facial expressions of everyone within a 20 meter radius, I determined that every single person in earshot wanted to punch this cunt's face in.
( My bike it all of it's crotch-rocking, colon-stomping, UJM glory )
She might be showing a little bit of age, but I wouldn't trade her for any other bike in the world.
I arrived in Barcelona yesterday. It is a very interesting city compared to Winnipeg. The amount of money both cities have access to is more or less the same per person, but Barcelona is much more beautiful, and has much more attractions per person. I think the reason for this is that the Spanish are much more proud of who they are, and are willing to lower their standard of living in order to have a great city.
That is exactly what a bungee cord is. What the hell did he think it was supposed to be?
I run my entire life out of that phone. All of my appointments, to do lists, and many important things which I am unable to remember are stored in that wonderful device. I can use it to make calls, surf the internet, download maps in an instant, check my email, talk to people on msn, take pictues, and download tons of wonderful software that can help me manage just about any conceivable aspect of my life.
So I was quite upset when it fell into a flushing toilet on Friday. After I managed to pull it out of the plumbing the phone was completely fucked up. I waited a day and put the battery back in and it continued to be fucked up. However today, it works. Thats right, after being submerged in rushing water for about 5 seconds the phone still works. The screen is faded, but I can still use it.
I was taking some pictures in Montreal today. I decided to use my telephoto to get a close up of a construction crane. After doing this I hear a guy yell something at me in french. I think nothing of it and walk away. Minutes later a car drives up next to me and he jumps out. Naturally I start running in the opposite direction. Within five minutes his wife with an unleashed doberman heads me off and stops me. The guy grabs my camera and my lenses like he wants to break them, and we yell for a few minutes. I tell him that if he lets me go I can destory the film or give him what he wants. Eventually he does and he takes all of my film. He told me that he is defrauding an insurance company and he thought I was a private investigator. I explained that I was from Winnipeg and I was just taking pictures of the city. He apologized and left.
What an asshole. If I hadn't literally been loaded down with irreplaceable camera equipment I would have seriously beat him down
