Wait, wait, wait... So that Hawk person was a major? Why the hell was he taking orders from a captain? I don't care if his last name was Power, he is still a captain. And yay for us Canadians for making that show. Thank god for that canadian content law.

New radio station?

Al, I did indeed get your order (along with Andy, AD, Beck, and Jess.) Should be here soon. I'll send you guys an e-mail for how many souls you owe me.

Oh, and it's Flag Day, which apparently means more than just a Heritage Moment starring that one guy from Captain Power. So, here it is, straight from a government website (the Queen's copyright be damned!):

Whats with all these revalations all of a sudden? Has this board turned into some soap opera? All right time to make a list.

Tom -Don't worry no ninja death squad... I work alone... I'll get the 5 bucks when I see you next. Besides I owe Slam 11 bucks.
Tay -Screw that guy and his hotel thingy. I know yours will be better so don't worry.
Eric -Registering is a bitch. Have fun!
Beck -You aren't going to die! You'll be fine. And if you do die, don't worry I'll follow your last request.
AD- -Sorry about that stalker thing not working out. Don't worry by the end of this week you'll be stalked by 3 more girls! Besides I think you're pretty much top duck when it comes to being stalked by girls when it come to this group.
Alison -Sorry to hear some random strangers kinda-sorta ruined the show for you. Well when you go to a public event you can't help but run into random strangers.
Keri -Haven't seen you in a while. How's England?
Par -Did you get my t-shirt order?
Andy -When do you want your Dreamcast games back?
Tony -Friday, Starcraft
Jere -Haven't seen you in a while.
Leo -Haven't seen you in a while.
Jess -Haven't seen you in a while.
Percy -Are you dead?

I have just one thing to say:

If your girlfriend makes you go to the Vagina Monologues (or you take your girlfriend to the Vagina Monologues for that matter) and you have some problems with the play... mostly because you're just uncomfortable and prefer your hetero-only, female-problem-ignorant world, please don't talk during the play. I don't care how uncomfortable you are. Get up and leave if you have to, but don't fucking talk. And don't point out the "gross dykes" in the audience either. The whole idea of the Vagina Monologues is that they're inclusive, and female-friendly; that one can attend it and enjoy oneself regardless of gender and/or orientation. And all you uncomfortable, obnoxious males who couldn't keep your mouths shut through the play, muttering snide comments and nasty remarks, only made yourselves look stupider and more ignorant in the eyes of the audience. I don't know, perhaps it's a measure of your masculinity and the plain vanilla-ness of your hetero relationship, but you can put that all aside for an hour and a half and let everyone else enjoy the show. I don't care if you hate the show, if the rest of the audience paid to be there, and are enjoying themselves, you have no right to get in the way of that.



I mean, otherwise, I really enjoyed the show... it was fabulous, and I think everyone should see it at least once in their life.

Am I just not as stalkable as I used to be?? I mean what happened?? While a female with a stalker is a scary thing, a male with a stalker is something to be proud of. That's why I thought "gee, two stalkers, I must truly have a vast appeal." However, last night when stalker #1 finally phoned (she always phones me monday nights at work) I just couldn't resist making the joke that she was busy with a date. Which actually turned out to be the case... You can't be my stalker and have a boyfriend at the same time. It just doesn't work. This leads me to conclude that she is no longer my stalker. Though I will always refer to her as such, it's just no longer true... It's funny, I know who the guy is and I was wondering for a long time when he was going to make his move. Turns out he did quite a while ago and she just couldn't tell me. I guess it makes sense though, how do you tell your stalkee he's no longer required as you've found someone who you can get time with without actually having to follow them around and phone at all hours?

I feel kind of empty now...

6 hours until takeoff.
As I don't have any sort of will I'll let you all know that if some horrible plane crash occurs and for some odd reason I don't survive, I don't want any sort of stupidly expensive funeral. If they do find my body just chuck it in the river, I really don't care. I wouldn't mind having a memorial stripper pole installed in Diamonds though... yeah, the Matt Beckett Memorial Stripper Pole.
And in case this comes to pass, here are my last words to you all:

Keri - I never stopped loving you
AD - Keep the porn
Par - Keep the flesh eating disease
Andy - I'm sorry for the loss of your gameboy
Jere - Finish up the season, Thornton must fight
Leo - I'll never forget that unforgettable night
Jess - I never stopped loving you
Albert - what?
Percy - what?
Alison - I never stopped loving you, I thought I did once, but it was just the flu

Gaah running out of time - everyone else, make something up...

James Randi - the million dollars for predicting my own death can be split up 1/4 to Keri, 1/4 to my dad, and 1/2 split between all my friends.

Hopefully see you all in a couple of weeks, if so, disregard this...

So it's official: moshing and crowd-surfing is illegal in Edmonton.

Apparently this law has been in effect for a few months now. Fucked up.

Lookit this bullshit:

http://www.habbohotel.com/habbo/en/

That's MY fucking idea! Oh well. It sucks scrotal-sacks though. I tried it. MINE'S gonna be infinitely better. You'll see, you'll see.

for all you slow mutha fuckas like me, Spring Summer registration starts at 6:00 in the morning tommorow. word.

PS Fuck you Psychology.