OMFG
It's like my body knows I'm back at school.
X-men looks pretty hot there andy!

Cmput 291 was awesome:

"We can do scary things with Databases. We can be on the evil side."

Your dark souls are mine... Your Tiramisu recipe is not that confusing!

Mmm... six-pound burger:



• 96 ounces of meat


• Two whole tomatoes


• A half-head of lettuce


• 12 slices of American cheese


• A full cup of peppers


• Two entire onions


• A river of mayonnaise, ketchup, and mustard


And, finally, recipes that make sense:

Undead vodoo warrior, lord of deadside Slit our throats?! So we can bleed to death? What if some of us don't have blood in our bodies? What if some of us don't sleep? What if some of us are actually reanimated corpses that are kept animated only to be used as hitmen? What if the places that some of us sleep are metal coffins deep within a heavily guarded fortress deep in the pits of hell? Sides you definitly wouldn't go to a concert I would go to and thats okay. We all like different music and different things and thats what makes us unique. If we all liked the same things we might as well be a horde of zombies looking for brains to eat. We shouldn't all be forced to do the same things just because you want to, in other words ask nicer and you could probally get more people to come out to that concert. You also can't control other people just like how I can't control you. You can only make a suggestion and if they follow what you say then thats fine, and if they don't that's fine as well. Well enough with this lecture I'm going to play a game were I'm a reanimated corpse that is being used as a hitman to destroy other undead hitmen who come from the pit of hell, all the while fighting off a horde of brain eating zombies.

to set it straight. Erin is NOT at SFU. Chelsea is. that is all. go about your lives. ciao

That remix of Sunday Bloody Sunday rocks a tasty groove. The other tracks deserve, at the very least, a single listen:

AudioStreet
rx's (the artist's) site

Hey Geek-Festers: Our next game?

Whilst Jackson was having his afternoon nap, my sister turned on the TV - just in time for Murder She Wrote. Anyway, Jackson immediately burst awake, watched the introductory montage, and then fell right back to sleep. - He's the best fucking baby ever.

You shot them, didn't you.

to clarify for tony and eric:

up until about mid august limblifter was supposed to play with sloan. however, they backed out at the last minute, for ressons known to me.

However I do know it was so last minute that most of the printed tickets already have limblifter listed on the bill, which is probably where most confusion was created.

do you mean, "what about ERIC?" or do you mean "WHAT ABOUT eric?"

anyways how 'bout Mosaics sometime soon. namely when i'm not broke.