Prison Break is Over! Forever!

Alright, so I haven't posted in a while, that's because I've been busy. But I don't care how bust I've been, the series finale was just so overwhelming, I had to blog about it. Like the finale was so intense and so sad I actually cried a little. I know this sounds loserish, but I've been following Prison Break since its pilot episode which was four years ago. That's four years of my life. And for Prison Break to have ended the way it ended...man. So beautifully tragic! Like, it was so sad, but I couldn't have it any other way! FUCK! I'm so rattled! I seriously suggest you go watch Prison Break right now!

CHRIS & VINCE PRESENT: THE BIRTHDAY BONANZA '09!

So check it. The birthday bonanza is less than a day away, so let me take the time to say, CHRIS, BRACE YOURSELF! Friday night is going to be 'good times' you know. Fuck, this is going to be motherfucking epic. See you at the bonanza, bitches!

The Cyrenaic Hedonist.

My life is so boring right now. It's busy, but the time is spent doing boring, ungratifying shit. So I'm having a glass of Crown right now - my dad does not like this, especially since it's like 5 in the afternoon - to make time more enjoyable, and I'm having a bogue so that I can relax, because this week is going to be hell. I mean, I have a data test, and a writer's craft test! FML. Whatevs, fuck school. Can't wait 'til Friday; that day is going to be the shiz. Aight, back to my glass of whisky, peace out.

Daniel Merriweather!

HE MAKES ME JIZZ MY PANTS.
HE'S FROM AUSTRALIA.
GO CHECK HIM OUT.
'NOUGH SAID.

My Inspiration

If you don't become a page layout designer for GQ, or Allure, or some high class magazine, then you should definitely become a motivational speaker :)

May has been & will be, epic.

So my weekend was stellar! Holy fuck? Yeah...holy fuck!
I actually slept on Friday night for once! I know, I stayed home on a Friday night, soft tings, yeah, yeah...get over it! I slept for once, and I felt like sex the next morning. Saturday was epic because Pacquiao destroyed Hatton! Like, when I say destroyed, I mean he fucking murked him, so hard! The second round wasn't even over son; that fucking hook almost took Hatton's head off too. mad respect to pacman! Plus I got to spend the night with my babygirl! What a sweetheart. Today was sickkkkkk! So I had this gig at the Verdi Convention Centre to celebrate Asian Heritage Month, and I was pretty fucking nervous. I thought that it was gonna be some whatevs, B rate asian event, filled with a bunch of nobody's trying to be somebody; I was fucking wrong! Every ballin' asian from Toronto, and the GTA, and beyond, was there. These people had cake man, like they were fucking wealthy. So you can see why I was so fucking nervous, I mean, I hadn't really practiced, and these people had paid like 3 bills to sit here, and watch me sing. But I did great, thanks to the encouragement of my number 1 fan, so thank you babygirl! Oh, and I got paid $110 for singing for about 6 minutes, sick as. And, and, and, the bonanza is coming!!!!!! 5 more days!