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Yes, I realize my lack of posting is uber lame. I could make excuses like ‘I’m busy with school!’ or ‘I have nothing to write about!’ but quite frankly, I’m just really lazy.

Last week I went out with a friend to her friends kinda sorta boyfriends birthday party. He’s a ‘wine connoisseur‘, otherwise known as a douchebag. In all actuality, he turned out to be a really cool guy. His family has something to to with the vineyard up in Okanagan, B.C. called Road 13. We spent the night drinking random wines and as the night progessed, we ended up playing drunken Jenga and drinking really old scotch. A good night all in all.

The point of this post is to talk about a particular wine that I enjoyed that night. Now I just recently turned 19, so my experience with wine is pretty much, I don’t have any experience. I tried some whites, I tried some reds, and all ‘n all, I’m just not feeling it. Maybe it’s an acquired taste, but I’m not giving up on it just yet.

I have a very large sweet tooth. I have since I was young, and my cavities are proof of that. That’s why I was very happy when I tried a sip of the See Ya Later Icewine. It was one of the most delicious things I have ever drank. It tasted like those fuzzy peach candies that I used to buy at the corner store [7-11]. Actually, it tasted like those fuzzy peach candies soaked in apricot juice. So amazing.

So I guess to sum it up, what I’m trying to say is that if you’re not super into wines, or have a sweet tooth and want a substitute for dessert, I highly reccommend the See Ya Later Icewine.

I got an 8GB iPod Touch for Christmas last year and I love it to pieces. However, 8GB is not enough storage for me, so I’m thinking about upgrading to a 120GB classic. It’s about $280 bucks and will hold any and all music I will ever need. I love iPods. They have been the only mp3 device I have ever used. However, the new Zunes are looking really pretty and I can get a  custom engraved 80GB one for about $230 too. It’s less space, but I’m torn between having a custom artworked Zune, or extra storage with the classic iPod. What should I do?

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A little about me: My name is Selenium, but you can just call me Se. I
take good care of myself–78.96 amu and disease free. I’ve been ionized
before, but I’m not really into that anymore.


I’m looking for someone to really bond with. Covalently. I want to be
in a truly stable relationship. Do you have what I need?

I’m not just looking for another Bromine. I want someone who will treat me like a princess and together we can become noble.

This is basically the text version of an old episode of Tekzilla [I really wish I could remember, but check it out] and this is what they talked about….

If you’re buying a new laptop and want to save some money, don’t load out on memory at the manufacturer’s store. Instead, skimp on the Ram and save at the checkout. then, go to a place like Other World Computing, Kingston, NewEgg.com, Buy.com or Crucial.com to purchase the RAM you need. For example, Apple sells their 4GB upgrade for the MacBook Pro for $700. At Other World Computing, you willsee a compatible upgrade for as low as $100. That’s a $600 worth of savings with guaranteed compatibility, as well as video instructions online for those unfamiliar with the memory upgrade process. Plus, most manufacturers no longer dock your warrant for self upgrading system RAM. So save yourself some cash on your next laptop purchase and don’t upgrade your RAM at the manufacturer’s store. But check to see how this affects your warranty first!

I am so sick of people looking at me as if I’m insane when I tell them that I’m not dating anyone and I’m not looking to date anyone. It’s not as if the entirety of my worth if directly based on whether or not I’m in a relationship with someone. Pop culture does nothing more than reinforce this notion. TV shows are medical/teen/law dramas that consist of hot boys kissing hot girls. Bands and singers drone on and on about breakups and love and being with that special someone and not being able to breathe without them!. And dating shows! URGH, dating shows do nothing more than send one big subliminal message that is basically telling the audience that if you’re not currently in a relationship then your life is devoid of meaning and you should just sit home and watch this show because you are unfit for real life!

I think that people who buy into the opinion on romance in popular Western culture are forgetting that culture isn’t something external to the human condition or human genetic imperatives. We care so much about gettin’ it on with other people because that is a large part of our species’ genetic imperative! It’s only natural that so much
of our popular culture would reflect this desire. It always has, for basically all of recorded history, and it probably will for time to come.

That being said, of COURSE it is possible to be single and happy. I am! I
feel like oftentimes people want to be in a relationship just so they
can be in a relationship. Which is maybe not the best reason to be in a
relationship! I mean, there are better reasons. Like makin’ out. Makin’
out is pretty fun. I need too do it more often I think, lol.

So I’m reading this amazingly funny webcomic [Questionable Content] while listening to music and every-so-often something pops up in the bottom right hand corner of my screen. It’ll tell me what I’m listening too, ect. I have no idea what it is. Sometimes it will tell me the name of the song & the album [as in the picture below] and sometimes it will tell me that the artist has a concert coming up near my area and where it is. I’m very confused, and it’s very annoying. I have the version 7.7.1.11 of iTunes and am running Firefox 3.0.1 If anyone has any insight as to what this is and how I can get rid of it, it would be greatly appreciated. THANKS!

Oh Indy, you can raid my ark anytime… <3

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So I’ve just come out of a meeting with an independant lawyer who is following up on an accident that I was witness too ages ago. March 7th to be exact. It was a pretty boring meeting. He asked questions, I answered then, and he regurgatated it in his chicken scratch writing on a pad of legal paper. What I’m mostly writing this blog post for is my sheer amazement at how freaking long it took for them to contact me. March was a long time ago. It’s August now and a lot of time has passed. The memories are a tad foggy. I can’t remember exactly what he said when he thwacked himself into the bus pole. You’d think they would want to collect my statement at an earlier time, when the details were more clear and more accurate. Not months later, at the end of summer, when the majority of the witnesses are on a different continent for their summer vacation. All I know is that I’m done my part and I’m glad I don’t have to dot around thinking ‘when the eff are they gonna call me, in gonna forget everything!’

I have to say that I love my best friends. I’ve known them since I was young; really young. I met Michael when I was 4 and Abby when I was 5. We have been inseperable since. We’ve been with each other through boufriends and girlfriends and deaths and births and fights and nights of crying. My favourite though, is when we can all sit on a bad and not talk for am hour. Just being together is enough pleasure for us. Our presense and effect on one anothe is so unique, I cannot even begin to describe it. They are not my best friends. They are my family, and I love them.

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