Through a loop!

So I threw my parents through a loop the other day, the other day being friday. I walked in the door with another piercing...in my nose. Haha, no, I didn't get my septum pierced (the flap between the two nostrils) i just got a little stud on the right side of my nose. And honestly, it looks quite good I think, and i really like it. Just, its a pain at times though, cuz i will go to blow my nose and i will forget its there and suddenly its *pain*...

Melissa is back from Sumatra, I am going to call her up one of these days and go for a beer with her and see her pictures and listen to her adventures.

Jamie it seems is making an appearance in all our lives again. I haven't seen the guy in a solid two months so i should prolly give him a holler one of these days.

Tonight I am calling Dani up, it sounds like she needs an ear and a helping hand these days, life isn't being too kind to her at the moment.

Alberta's centennial is on thursday, i am excited for the fireworks which are to be launched...should be a good time...

anyways, this is all i have time for, perhaps more will come in the near future. ciao all.

Absolute and utter rage.

IRAN EXECUTES GAY TEENAGERS - THEIR LAST MOMENTS

There are no words that can trully convey the absolute and utter outrage I felt and feel whenever I see this picture.

If anyone else wishes to express their shock, horror, outrage, etc...

ambassador@iranembassy.org

I am not one to delve into politics, but this one struck close to home as many of my friends are gay or bi...

I am so thankful to live in North America...

A Cautionary Tale

The other day I was out and about which is a fairly normal thing for me. However, this time round, something completely unexpected happened.

I ran into an old friend.

An old friend I have not seen in two years.

Where do I start.

Well, let me explain how I knew her the last time we saw eachother. I was 17 and she was 15, we got along really well, she had a crush on me, and I had a crush on her. She played volleyball and was quite active in her church and in her school. She had an older sister and a mother that loved her dearly and a group of friends who were all really really close with one and other. Our friendship was pretty cool, we hung out and went to lunch and what not. So I mean, she was your typical happy-go-lucky teenage girl. Healthy, active, and popular.

Fast forward two years.

Today she is barely alive. She is nothing but skin and bones, lives on her own in an absolute dump and works as a dishwasher at Boston Pizza. She lives with a 14 year old run away, and what do the two of them do all day? Smoke crack, and pop E. Somehow my friend was introduced to drugs and was hooked. For life. The girl is walking skeleton these days, and her apartment? well, the only thing inhabiting her cupboards other than rodents is her ecstasy, her crack, her cocaine, and whatever other drugs she has tucked away. She is never coherent enough to understand what is going on around her. Plus, she can't afford her drugs all the time, so what does she do? she sleeps with her dealer. Seeing my friend in such a state was a real eye opener. Thinking and looking back now on the memories that us two had, it brings tears to my eyes to see such a waste of a beautiful life. It was hard to see. If that wasn't a wake-up call then I don't know what is.

R.I.P. Alice...you are already dead to us...

Two way streets

Friendships are like a two way street. You give and you take, and if the balance is maintained between the giving and the taking, well, won't that just be a grand ol' friendship. It seems that as of lately I have not been fulfilling my part of the giving. I don't call anyone, I don't initiate any plans to hang out or anything, I am it seems losing all interest. I have people constantly calling me, wondering when we are going to hang out next or just sit and chat over the phone. Sure its nice that people call me, but the truth be known, they get tired of always calling and making the plans. I used to be really on top of things in that regard. I would be just as active in calling people and making plans. But lately, well, I've certainly been lacking there. For example my dear friend Danielle, in the past four nights she has called me twice, and both times i could not talk. I said I would call her back, yet I never have. It's been something I have been meaning to do, but I just get busy doing things elsewhere. Whereas for her, it would appear as though I have no time for her, which is so not true, Danielle commands my utmost respect and I always have time for her, as she has always had time for me. It is only a matter of time before someone will get frustrated with always calling and finally just give up. Especially if someone appears as uninterested as me, which is certainly not the case. I don't want to lose her as a friend, or make her feel like a secondary friend, and its not just Danielle, but also Susan and Andrea, I can't remember the last time I talked to Andrea. It's just, I have the time to make these small outreaches, but I just don't utilize the time, I end up getting busy with reading and losing track of time or something or other. So I guess the only option really before I start pushing people away is to return to initiating those chats, and reaching out to my friends. In any case I need to get out again and just chill with people, I've been pretty introverted it would seem these last few days (I was going to say weeks, but that is not true, its only felt like weeks) and I know there are plenty of people who would disagree with that introverted part, but for me, I've been pretty much spending time with myself. Anyways, I should prolly get started with those emails, text messages and phone calls, get the word out that I have not fallen off the face of the Earth. Ciao all.

Brad Pitt Hunting

As soon as I found out that Brad Pitt was coming to Calgary to film a movie, I immediately called some friends who worked in locations that would probably be used in the filming...they were my sort of inside leaks. Well, it payed off, I know the location and time frame that Brad will be filming here in Calgary. The excitement within me is hard to contain, its like, whoa Mama! So yeah, with any luck I should hopefully be able to score a pic with him or at least an autograph at some point while he is filming. Yeah, I have my fingers crossed....anyways, ciao all. and wish me luck...

I *heart* Ikea!

So, team LaRue had another adventure last night it would seem. This time, we decided to unleash ourselves in Ikea. Now I don't even know where to begin with describing the wonder that is Ikea. However, suffice to say we were there for an hour and a half, and we definetely ran out of time sadly as the store had to close. However Mala and I had good fun going through and looking at the furniture, trying out the furniture and mentally planning what we want and where it would go. Mala and ended up buying a really cool hanging light/chandelier type thing, and I mean the thing is really cool. And she also bought a bunch of other accessories for her new place which she moves into in a few days. If I am in town I'll help her move as she promised pizza and beer for my services (yum). I wasn't in a huge spending money mood which was quite odd considering it was Ikea, but I still ended up walking out with 42 candles, a lamp that lights up and changes color, a tea maker and a mug and saucer. Oh, and I almost bought an end table, but I made the mistake of forgetting to get measurements from my room where I wanted to put it, which just means I have an excuse to head back to Ikea...and soon! Yeah, Ikea was fun, but we ran out of time which was quite sad, ah well. Anyways, I'm off...cheers and ciao all!

The Violation that almost happened...

Friday night.
Mala, Dena and myself are drunk.
As per usual on a Friday night.

Anyways, I was tired and was dozing off on the couch when all of a sudden Mala and Dena jumped on my, and I didn't know exactly what was happening, that was until I heard that sounds. The sounds that a vibrator makes. Then it hit me...they were going to try and violate me with a vibrator. I panicked and ended up wrestling for a good while with the two of them, and then I booked it to the other side of the room. And that was how my friday night managed to turn into a kink fest. So by the nights end, I was tied up with a skipping rope, was beaten with a mini leather whip, and had lube on my forehead...oh, and there was plenty of boobage falling out all over the place...was definetely interesting to say the least. And perhaps the most interesting thing was the BJ practice that was supposed to go on. I didn't let it happen, and I still don't know if those two were actually serious or not, cuz it was like, whoa...oh man, what a friday night that was...lol...

and the next time, we're going with a bigger whip...

Pause for thought

Broken, Battered and Bruised

...

but

...

still kicking and fighting

To the edge!

I'm headed to the edge of reason. When does something make no sense anymore and become a burden and a hindrance instead of something healthy? Well, I guess the answer is, when I feel like this. I offered the world on a silver platter. But I was turned down. Not my choice, but something someone will have to live with for the rest of their life. The old saying is very true, you never know what you have till it's gone. Only then do you realize the opportunity that had presented itself right in front. Hindsight is always 20/20. Heh, it's not my life so what do I care anymore? But, onwards I say. Or as a dear friend and I say...OPA! Life is too short to just sit around and mope all the time. Life's a bitch sometimes, but life is also the best thing sometimes. There is so much to go out and experience, and I am not going to let anyone or anything tie me down and prevent me from doing what I want to see and do. To the ends of the Earth I say! Who shall join me as I embark on this magnificient and epic journey known as life? I hope all of you will. So what are you all waiting for? Get up! Get out! Stand up! Stand out! Be Proud! Be proud of who you are. Shed the masks of life and be who you know you are. Dance as if no one is watching! Sing like no one is listening! Carefree! Be a free spirit! I am who I am, and nothing and no one will ever change who I am. Yes I have my moods, but honestly...its a part of who I am. That's life with me, I know. Around and around you will go. But I know you will fall in love with me. You want real? take out the contacts, wipe off the makeup and look in the mirror. That's who you are. That's who I am. I am happy with who I am. I know at times I am lost. We all get lost from time to time. It's just a part of life. So get used to it, suck it up. You only have one go at it in this form, in this time...don't throw it away to wind. Go big. Or go home.

Peace, joy, and love all. Ciao Bellas.

Just maybe

Perhaps I am too harsh
Perhaps I am over-reacting

I have a legit reason to feel the way I do.
You push me away it seems.
You play with my mind.
I can't let you do that.
So consider this.

Goodbye.

Dedication

Yesterday I had the privelege of attending a Park dedication in Southwest Calgary. It also was in the same neighbourhood that my Dad's street is on, so it was quite appropriate that I was there. Anyways, it was dedicated to the memory of the "Buffalo 9", who happen to be the nine Canadian Peacekeepers killed when their Buffalo aircraft was blown up in a missile attack by Syria 31 years ago yesterday. It was the worst loss of life that the Canadian Peacekeeping force had ever lost in a single incident. Anyways, overall the dedication ceremony was really well done, and quite touching, though it wasn't as moving as last years Peacekeepers Park dedication. This year nine paratroopers landed landed in the park, and an actual Buffalo aircraft made a low-flying, fly-past, which was really cool I guess one could say. The reception afterwards was really nice yet again. Every August 9th for the past three years my family has been invited to this reception, and very year it gets better. It was nice to see old friends again, and just visit with people. There was a ton of free food, and all the drinks were free as well. I probably would have taken more advantage of the free beer and wine if I wasn't driving. I had been hoping that General Dallaire was going to be there again, but this year he wasn't. He is a very nice man, and my god, does he have stories to tell, actually, all of the people at the reception have some awesome stories, but G. Dallaire's tops them all. Oh well.

In other news, the last Canadian winner of the Victoria Cross passed away. I guess you could say with his passing the end of an era arrived. The end of the Canadian military's Golden Era. Ah well. I think the fact that Smoky Smith is lying in State on Parliament hill is a really appropriate final good-bye to a Canadian who was a living reminder of what courage really is. Now I am not saying that courage is only there if you withsatand a German Panzer attack single-handedly, but that he embodied the self-lessattitude which characterizes courage, and in a way Canadians overall. I was trully saddened when i heard that he had passed away...oh well, who knows what the future will have in store with regrads to Canadian accomplishments.

Now completely switching gears, Hayley's party was a blast. I was very intoxicated to say the least so I am not completely sure of what really went down. All I know is that I stayed up until the sun was rising in the East. Oh, and I had a reminder of why I hate spiders, my god....Bleah! The spider that I encountered on Hayley's garage was really horrifying. Now it wasn't as big as that montstrosity that I saw at Cameron's house, but this thing was much much grosser....ew. Anyways, at least I won't have to worry about it anymore, as I kind of, well, burned it to death the morning after...yeah, now I won't have any nightmares as I know it is dead.

Might be going down to Elkwater this weekend, I hope to be able to, as long as the rain and clouds lift by friday. I love it out there, to just be able to relax, and then go zipping around the lake on a tube. I have my fingers crossed. But if I can't make it down this weekend, then I might go the weekend after, which also happens to be a long weekend for me. I was hoping to get out to Vancouver during that weekend, but I just may postpone that till the beginning of september.

Mark is back from Germany now, so Andrea, Melanie and I are planning on taking the kid out to cowboys tomorrow night. I think I should invite Hayley, I am just worried about her losing control and trying to rape him in the back of the car...the girl is literally crazy about him...ah well, hopefully the fact she has a boyfriend will calm her down.

Anyways, that's it, that's all...have a good one everyone.

Ciao.

So sick, oh so very sick

Hmmm...that's it...i quit...

i am very sick at the moment, which was caused by my own doing...and so...therefore...i shall relinquish that part of my life to my past.

Pretty good for a Wednesday...

Where do I begin...hmmm...well...Jordan and I hung out for a bit last night. Was nice to spend some time together again, and it was made very clear to me that there is still an us between us two which was reassuring I guess one could say. Chilled by the river for a bit, made our way down 17th, and lastly parked the car in Crescent Heights and just admired the skyline as the darkness of the night settled in around us. Afterwards dropped Jordan back off at the Aunt's house and I booked it down to the Saddledome where I met up with my friend Danielle (aka Dani Rae, I linked her blog on the side) and her friend Julia, who both attended the sum41/Motley Crue show, and all three of us made our way down to Tequila for some after-concert partying. Well, the night took a twist for the interesting when it turns out that Vince Neil, the lead singer of Motley Crue was actually there in person. Suffice to say, we partied it up with Vince Neil for a bit. After a while we headed to Twisted, cuz Danielle wanted to do some dancing, but the place was dead so instead we went to Cowboys. That place also proved to be a good time, as per usual. Wasn't as packed as it usually is on Draft night, so that was a welcome change to actually have some room to dance for once. Oh, and there was another first for me, I ended up on the speakers with Danielle...that was a bit interesting to say I guess. So there I was dancing with Danielle who was also dancing with her speaker friend, some blond chic who we met on the speakers...Oh, and I garnered one really intoxicated liner that was said to me...some random dude came up to me while I was on the dance floor, looked at my hair, then looked at me and said "Dude, your hair looks like a couch." Julia just cracked up as soon as the guy left, and I just stood there dumbfounded. That was one thing I did not expect to hear, so my hair apparently looks like a couch, interesting. Uhm yeah, made it to last call and then headed for home. Was a quiet ride, but once we got to my place I still happened to have a 2-6 of Absinthe, which Danielle has been dying to try so she ended up. Well, to put it bluntly, she was drunk after just a shot...mind you she had been drinking all evening, but the Absinthe put her over the edge...that was entertaining. Anyways, to say the least it was a very fun night, from the laid back time with Jordan to the crazy hectic pace of Cowboys...twas a good night indeed. Alright, I'm out, cheers and ciao all.

I got a new toy!

So, I got myself a new toy. It gives me lots of pleasure, it keeps me awake at night with its soothing rythm. It also helps create some music in the night as well! And I mean, its so simple, it can fight right into my pocket giving me enjoyment all day long. Yes, ladies and gentleman, I went out and bought an iPod, and my god, I swear it is the best thing since sliced bread! Anyways, off to go and listen to it some more...ciao all!

*Glares*

Give me something to break.
I want something to break.

Rage.
Rage.
Rage.

I am in one of those moods where I want to snap someone's or something's neck. Nothing specific put me in this mood, but I somehow managed to get here, and now...well...pity the fool that crosses my path.

The claws are out. And I swear to God I will gouge your eyes out with a spoon and then feed them to my cat.

hmmm...I see a pair of scissors beside me...hmmmm...

oh wait, something even better...

a knife...

time to have some fun...

a little blood never hurt me...

time to wear long sleeves again...

*glares*

see you all later, most likely in hell it would seem...

Brief one...

Camping was fun, lots of drinking...was attacked by some really wicked bugs. The weather was perfect, the water was cold. One lesson learned was not to wander around drunk in the woods at night, while alone...I did get lost which was an adventure...but I obviously made it home ok. What else, what else, nothing really. Anyways, I am out. Cheers and ciao all.