Weekend Update

Well, I was sick all weekend with terrible tummy aches and all that is great that goes with it. I did manage to do a few things...

Friday
-Slept all day
-Woke up at 6pm
-Saw the movie The Notebook
-I seriously have never cried so hard at the theatre
-Came back home and went back to bed.

Saturday
-Got up at about noon
-Belly still aching
-Visited Jill at work
-Did some errands with my mom
-Went to bed
-Got up at about 6pm again
-Called Beth
-Saw Farenheight 9/11
-Went to Chapters
-Bought a book
-Rented Animal Crossing for the Cube
-Tried to play Animal Crossing
-All of my animal crossing neighbors went to bed at around 12:30 thus ending my Cube fun

Sunday
-Got up at 5am
-Watched some tv
-Wished my dad good luck because he was going shooting in Gagetown
-Went back to bed at around 7am
-Got up at noon
-Tried to play some more Animal Crossing, didn't really get into it. All of my Animal nieghbors were at a fishing tournament
-Took mom on more errands
-Came home and showered
-Went with Adam and Erica to Wal-Martin
-We went on a great slushie search
-Arrived at Krissy's BBQ, saw some friends, good times were had
-Watched Adam eat a huge amount of random food off of the ground
-Grabbed an IceCap and Erica and I watched Adam go canvasing for NDP from the comfort of his car
-Came home
-Went to bed
-Got up at roughly 1030
-Tried to play more Animal Crossing, but my animal neighbors are in bed
Decided to post.

I'm not sure how I'm liking Animal Crossing. I'll have to get up early and play it until noon tomorrow because it plays on real time and whenever I'm free to play, my Animal neighbors are usually sleeping. Dammit. Not even my fake neighbors will play with me!

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Monday, vote anything except Conservative. If you've already voted in the advanced polls for Conservative, kick yourself really hard.

Fuck

I was going to run away to Charlottetown this weekend, but alas, I have the flu. This sucks the big tonka.

Now it's time for, another Falcon Twist

Joe Schmo 2 rocks my socks. If only Paradise Hotel would come back. Ah me and my tv addictions.

I know I made a promise to write something intelligent this time, but I've got nothing. Looks like I'll have to revert back to doing book reviews...

We'll see.

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Feeling a little too artsy, like Harry Potter..

I'm having a very A&E feeling right now. I need to create something right now... ugh, I really want to make something out of paper maché. I want to play in some flower and water, or mud and water.. something gooey

Went to Triangles for the first time ever last night (it's a gay bar). I have never seen so many people dance so horribly in all of my life. I thought gay people were supposed to be good at dancing.. oh well. I've also never seen so many men with tucked-in t-shirts. Tucked-in shirts and tapered pants. Sweet. Lots of leather too. Really short leather shorts, and leather vests with no shirts underneath. Men more feminine than myself and women that looked like really ugly fat men. Stick to your tv gays, they're way more glamorous.

We also got stocked by a VW golf full of gay guys. If you need to know more, just call me. Its too scary to be typed!!

Chris Leger 1981-2004

I said good bye to a friend today. Although we weren't very close, I was close with his family, so this is my post paying respect to a person who could make anyone laugh. I'm really not good at these things so I've got a song quote from Matt Mays that fits how I'm feeling perfectly.

"I lost a friend in this past year
Miss his guitar playing in my ear
Be a friend, take away all my fears"

Rest peacefully.

On a lighter note..."Ode to Melon's" by Amber A. Geddes

When I was happy, stoned, or sad
Great times at Melon's were always had
In the summer, winter, fall
Melon's was there through it all

I came home because I was sick
And you closed your doors, you fucking pricks
Toonie Tuesday, doorless stalls, and puking in cabs
A big speaker almost fell on me, I might add

Good times were shared, or at least I think
I always had way too much to drink
You can shut down, reopen and change your name
But you'll always be Melon's, just as dirty, just the same



wow I feel smart...

Fuck you, great people of Riverview

I am totally disgusted that there is a need for this post, but unfortunately, some people were born with absolutely no compassion. I'm pretty sure even, that most people feel this way about me, but here we go......

I have received some bad news about the passing of a friend. I was not overly close with this particular person, but I was very close with his family having dated his younger brother for three years. News like this is always upsetting, especially when the person is so young (22).

I'm still in shock. I saw Chris downtown yesterday and waved. I can't imagine what his poor family is going through. We used to bicker every time I was over at his house (pretty much every day), but no matter how pissed I was, he could make me and anyone else laugh like nobody I have ever met before.

For those that don't know, Riverview is a really small town and news travels faster than it does on the Island. It really does, hence the term Rumourview as this town is referred to. Everybody know everyone's business, that's just the way things are. Everybody knows that Jamie and I dated for three years, actually somebody asked me the other week if we were still together. That was weird, but anyway...

Tonight with good reason my MSN user name reads as follows: If you haven't talked to me since high school and only want to gossip about other's losses, go fuck yourself long and hard.

I had the whole day to deal with everything and it went alright. I was at Jill's and stupidly decided to check my email. Who doesn't sign on to MSN when they do this? Out of nowhere a message box appears from a girl whom I haven't said three words to since graduation, four years ago, and might have said five to during high school.

Her name, Keely Hollis and I really hope to fuck that you are reading this right now and that you forward it onto everybody that you know. Let them know just how much of a "bitch" you think I am and just how pissed I'm telling you that I am.

Remember Keely when we hung out a lot in grade 10, but then you ditched me because I started dating Jamie who was younger than we were and ditched me because of who his brother was? Actually, you didn't ditch me right away, you had to spend some time reciting to me how much "cooler" you were than I.

Today I was feeling pretty shitty. Nothing like getting a pop up that reads "hey, do you remember who Chris Leger was?"

Do I remember him? Come on. "Yeah I remember him, I only dated his brother for three years and spent every day at their home."

"Yeah he OD'd at a club last night"

Amber says something along the lines of "I'm not really in the mood to gossip about dead people right now, so unfortunately I'm going to have to stop talking to you"

And then she started typing excuses all to which I replied with lots of rudeness and swearing.

I know for a fact that right now, tons of people are finding out about how big of a bitch I am for reacting that way, but come on!!

I am so upset right now. I don't know whether to cry or scream. It is so sad that people will use someone else's death as just another gossip tool. I know damn well that was the only reason for you messaging me Keely, to get the scoop. I hope you realize how sad you really are. I also hope that you never have to suffer any loss of any sort in your whole entire lifetime.

It's funny cause up until that MSN conversation, I was thinking of staying in Riverview past September. Fuck that, you're all mostly a bunch of rotting, stinking assholes.

Eloquently yours,
Amber (Anger) A. Geddes

Another Great Thursday Night Adventure...

For the past three Thursday nights, I've told myself that I wasn't going to swing by the Rodeo. Last night I actually didn't, so I'm happy about that. But alas, this Thursday was still jam packed full of drama. One hot headed phone call and thus is the end of Jill and Mike.

Hopefully all will work out for the best in the end.

What will next Thursday bring?

Neil Young is dead though he doesn't know it yet

If you sing it, it will rhyme.

I don't have a whole lot to post about tonight. I went to jam night again but alas, it did not deliver any cowbell action. I'm thoroughly disappointed.

Yesterday I was driving accross the skinny old Gunninsville bridge while talking on my phone with Beth and trying to flip through my cd binder and find something to put on. All of a sudden out of nowhere there's this terrifying sound and I thought that I had either driven right off the bridge, lost my mirror, or hit the car in front of me. I freaked right the fuck out and looked over to the passenger's side to see if my mirror was still there. It was, but I also noticed the biggest gob of bird shit on the passenger's side of the windsheild that I have ever seen in my entire life.

I started laughing hysterically and then had to explain to Beth why I was freaking out just seconds before. To make matters worse, as I was stopped at a red light on Main Street, people started pointing and laughing at me and my car. I am such a winner.