School been going. Last test dropped my average but i'm still sitting at 92. I'm getting along with everybody who ain't a tool. Shop bro is Rick Ronald. I like saying his name 5 times in a row when i talk to him. I'm still alone in the house. This weekend should be a blast. Bought a ticket for the Snoop & Ice Cube show Friday. Ex-huddie roomate back friday too. Awesome cause the days here are lame when you get outta class at 3. I can't even watch movies on youtube cause the internet isn't fast enough and i get mad when it supposed to be funny but it's just choppy.

My phone rang twice yesterday. Just people from work and the gnwt wondering where i was. I told my boss ya i was in Red Deer and he says "are you sure?". I glad i'm trusted. I just explained the truck wouldn't drive itself and he said i'd get a kick in the ass if i was there. Other than that i've settled into my room just fine. Went shopping and bought a Tv, shelving, house stuff and a satellite radio dock for my room. I scrubbed the shower like a madman cause it was gross and their was flip flops in there. Tonites mission scrub it again and keep working on my 15 pack and listen to tunes.

Well i've made it down to school here in Red Deer. A day late though. Nobody really questioned why i was late. They just seemed pretty happy that i just showed up and all kinda went "oohhh" went i mentioned the drive. Wasn't in much shape to drive 13 hours when i woke up New Years day and i didn't blow under the legal limit till 5 pm. Shitty news is i found i have no residence. Big seller down the shitter. I managed to find a room at some dudes house who out of town for a week and a half from a guy (ex-hutterite) who went out of town today to the rigs. House to myself. The basement reminds me of silence of the lambs. It's downtown and a bit of a drive but i'm in the city with both feet now. Missing Pokey.

p.s. ton of time and no buds around so here i is

So, if your at JJ's checking out the board and wondering who came up with reason number six to give thanks to, that would be me. Just remember to give thanks for Poon on monday.

Well another one has crept up on me. Seems pretty out of character for me to be drinking coffee and going to bed at 9pm for my birthday but whats a guy to do. I guess i'll just have to save it for this weekend.

I had the bestest bannock with raisins tonite up here in camp. I got a stash in my room. Stash.

Five fucking years up here. I can't believe it! I hardly remember my previous life before this. Respectable RJ who never got into trouble. Sounds boring and he was. As much as i complain about this place there are worse places and people to work for. I just like the time off. Besides that friday nights here are just like at home minus the beer and all the fun. Just taking it easy tonite and downloading some tunes. I crazy glues my fingers together last night. Funny till i pulled them apart. Ouch! Works been OK i guess but i'm already counting the sleeps till i get outta here. I brought my picture of Pokey and it makes me feel better.

So Tool was awesome! Great music and a cool light show. I'm glad i jumped on board for this one. Had a slight party in my hotel room after. Mostly Smithers. When dial-a-bottle showed up with our 4 cases and 2 bottle the front desk person told me they were getting noise complaints from my room. Seems to be my running issue. Then i had to pack the booze past them back up to the room. Not an easy thing to do with a straight face. 3:30am doofy (hotel security) came and kicked everybody out of my room. We got a spot check half an hour later after another complaint. They thought we smuggled people through the parkade back up to the room. Doofer checked in the closet, bathroom and under the bed. I don't think Teeg should have yelled out Nerd when he left the room. I don't know if i'll be welcome back to the Edmonton House. Hey, small price to pay for a priceless time.

So tonight my 4x4 broke down in a swamp after trying to rescue Ben "The Swamp Thing" and assorted guests. My first question was "who are you trying to bang back in a swamp". Total denial. I ended up working on my truck till 2am just to get myself out. Wet shoes, wet pants, shit. He's fucked. I guess i'm supposed to have a free drunk when i get out for my troubles. I could probably get a free haircut too. Good thing i got out cause i got to get on a plane in 6 hours and would have had to leave the truck in somebody else's hand stuck in a swamp. Not cool. More karma in the bank for Arge.

So i'm telling people i'm on crack now. Everybody says i'm withering away so i guess i'll have some fun with it. So crack and less onion rings are the standard answers now. I can see myself not thinking and telling some cop or a crackhead and being called on it. On another note i bought a personal massager from the source. Works great. I'm not going to lie and it does look like a sexual toy, not that i'd put it on my bum for any extra pleasure. I think i may leave it out and see where it goes from there. For some reason i just couldn't give a shit anymore.