Big Buckin' Chicken.
"Matt you really need to get up the window repairmen are coming and I gotta go out." I groan in response as I lay there face first in my pillow. I trip out of my bed and get dressed. I notice I have a huge cowlick on the back of my hair so I put on my camo toque. I get downstairs and get some orange juice. Now that's the stuff right there. I hit the couch in the living room and put on TMN. Eurotrip is playing, I never really get to see this movie all the way through, it's fairly funny. I kinda doze off on the couch and the beagle comes on top and puts her two front paws on my chest. I roll over to my side and she settles in the triangle of my legs.
But as the doorbell rang the dog sprung off the couch and ran for the front door, digging on the window looking to the outside. I let the guy in. "Hi, I'm cookie." He says and extends his hand. It was too early to say any smart ass comments like "Hey, I'm dog snack." So I settle with telling him my real name. I hold open the door for his young apprentice. I tell them that shoes are ok but they take them off anyways. He takes out the window and tell me that I should get a vacuum cleaner in case there is broken glass that falls on the carpet. Of course we have central-vacuuming so I didn't want to whip out the long stupid tube, so I grab a mini-shop handheld vacuum cleaner and keep it within arms reach on the floor near them.
He chisels out the old window and puts it aside. Spraying silicon on the chisel towards the floor. Thanks buddy. "By the time we're done you'll be able to do this next time." He says to my looming presence. "Oh me? No no no, I'm never here." I say that, but lately it hasn't been the case as I find any excuse to leave Peterborough. "I'll just teach my dog how to do it." I joke. Cookie then turns to his young aprentice and says "Better not let him know I'm Filipino, we're famous for eating dogs." Ok I'm not sure if we're on the same page on jokes at this point.
They put in the new window savagely with the wooden end of a plastic hammer and go about their way. My parents hired these guys? I always thought they were racist. "See ya guys, thanks for the help!" I say waving goodbye.
Well it's 10:45 right now, no point going back to bed. I watch the end of Eurotrip, kinda liked it. I've seen movies like that with really really bad endings. "What's up with this bullshit happy ending?" The green fairy says. I like happy endings though. I flip around to MuchMusic to hear Nickelback complain about how people say "they suck". His arguement is that if you don't like the band, then you don't like them, but don't say "they suck" cause you're taking a stab at his life. Woah woah woah, ok hold on here, that's way too subjective. I take the term "you suck" as a sort of slang as to show an opinion of disliking towards something. So in a sense, they are saying that they don't like your band. They obviously reconize that you can play instruments, but "you suck" is sort of a slang phrase and you shouldn't take it to heart.
Of course if any of you fuckers come up to me and say my blog sucks, I'll hurt you.
Nothing else happend really today. All I did today was watch TV and laugh at that new KFC commercial. Go on the computer to do some school stuff and social interaction. And listen to my MD player or play PS2.
So tomorrow I have to re-take my G test. I failed last time if you remember. So hopefully this will turn out better.
Peace.
But as the doorbell rang the dog sprung off the couch and ran for the front door, digging on the window looking to the outside. I let the guy in. "Hi, I'm cookie." He says and extends his hand. It was too early to say any smart ass comments like "Hey, I'm dog snack." So I settle with telling him my real name. I hold open the door for his young apprentice. I tell them that shoes are ok but they take them off anyways. He takes out the window and tell me that I should get a vacuum cleaner in case there is broken glass that falls on the carpet. Of course we have central-vacuuming so I didn't want to whip out the long stupid tube, so I grab a mini-shop handheld vacuum cleaner and keep it within arms reach on the floor near them.
He chisels out the old window and puts it aside. Spraying silicon on the chisel towards the floor. Thanks buddy. "By the time we're done you'll be able to do this next time." He says to my looming presence. "Oh me? No no no, I'm never here." I say that, but lately it hasn't been the case as I find any excuse to leave Peterborough. "I'll just teach my dog how to do it." I joke. Cookie then turns to his young aprentice and says "Better not let him know I'm Filipino, we're famous for eating dogs." Ok I'm not sure if we're on the same page on jokes at this point.
They put in the new window savagely with the wooden end of a plastic hammer and go about their way. My parents hired these guys? I always thought they were racist. "See ya guys, thanks for the help!" I say waving goodbye.
Well it's 10:45 right now, no point going back to bed. I watch the end of Eurotrip, kinda liked it. I've seen movies like that with really really bad endings. "What's up with this bullshit happy ending?" The green fairy says. I like happy endings though. I flip around to MuchMusic to hear Nickelback complain about how people say "they suck". His arguement is that if you don't like the band, then you don't like them, but don't say "they suck" cause you're taking a stab at his life. Woah woah woah, ok hold on here, that's way too subjective. I take the term "you suck" as a sort of slang as to show an opinion of disliking towards something. So in a sense, they are saying that they don't like your band. They obviously reconize that you can play instruments, but "you suck" is sort of a slang phrase and you shouldn't take it to heart.
Of course if any of you fuckers come up to me and say my blog sucks, I'll hurt you.
Nothing else happend really today. All I did today was watch TV and laugh at that new KFC commercial. Go on the computer to do some school stuff and social interaction. And listen to my MD player or play PS2.
So tomorrow I have to re-take my G test. I failed last time if you remember. So hopefully this will turn out better.
Peace.
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