10.29.2006

Spooky Blur

Heyas.

Went to The Zone (the gay bar in St. John's) last night for Halloween weekend night out and it was crazy fun. Here's why:

All my friends were there. Jo and Chantelle, whom I was supposed to go down George Street with but decided not to when I heard the price was $30, showed up and danced with me for half the night. Garrett dressed up as Carol Burnett AS Scarlet O'Hara - it was crazy awesome.

I looked so amazing! My costume was so clean and put together compared to a lot of the others (some people didn't even dress up - wtf), and I got hit on like mad. One woman even asked if I'd sell my hat. Um.. no.

I made out with a guy. I know this makes me seem like a total slut, but I hadn't made out with a guy in months. So now that you know I'm a slutty prude, his name's Chris and he's gonna call me today! Not sure how I feel about him, especially because I was so freaking drunk, but we'll see.

That brings me to my next point - I was SO freaking drunk. We started drinking really late, and once I got to the club I bought like five drinks in what seemed like thirty seconds. I got sick, but it was like easy sick (not moaning in the night like I did post-Jam's-party, Natalie) so whatever. It's all worth it!

The moral of the story is.. that Halloween rocks! What should I be next year?

--Jam the Snake

10.28.2006

Total Goodness

Read 'em. Add 'em up. Find out how horrible you are.

1) smoked weed or cigs.
2) consumed alcohol.
3) slept in the same bed with someone of the opposite sex.
4) slept in the same bed with someone of the same sex.
5) made out with someone of the opposite sex.
6) made out with someone of the same sex
7) had someone in your room of the opposite sex.
8) watched porn
9) bought porn
10) done drugs
TOTAL: 8

11) taken pain killer.
12) taken someone elses prescription medicine.
13) lied to your parents.
14) lied to a friend.
15) snuck out of the house.
16) done something illegal.
17) cut yourself
18) hurt someone.
19) wished someone to die
20) seen someone die
TOTAL: 6

21) missed curfew
22) stayed out all night.
23) ate a carton of ice cream by yourself
24) been to a therapist.
25) been to rehab
26) dyed your hair.
27) recieved a ticket.
28) been in a wreck.
29) been to a club
30) been to a bar
TOTAL: 5

31) been to a wild party
32) seen the Mardi Gras
34) had a spring break in Florida
35) sniffed anything
36) wore black nail polish
37) wore arm bands
38) wore t-shirts with band names
39) listened to rap
40) own a 50 cent cd
TOTAL: 3

41) dressed gothic
42) dressed prep
43) dressed punk
44) dressed grunge
45) stole something
46) been too drunk to remember anything
47) blacked out
48) fainted
49) had a crush on your neighbor
50) had someone sneak into your room.
TOTAL: 4

51) snuck into someone else's room
52) had a crush on someone of the same sex
53) been to a concert
54) dry humped someone
55) been called a slut
56) called someone a slut
57) installed speakers in your car
58) broke a mirror
59) showered at someone of the opposites sex's house
60) brushed your teeth with someone elses toothbrush
TOTAL: 6

61) consider ludacris your favorite rapper
62) seen an R rated movie in theaters
63) cruised the mall
64) skipped school
65) had an eating disorder
66) had an injury
67) gone to court
68) walked out of a restaraunt without paying
69) caught something on fire
70) lied about your age
TOTAL: 5

71) owned an apartment
72) cheated on your boyfriend/girlfriend
73) been cheated on
74) got in trouble with the police
75) talked to a stranger
76) hugged a stranger
77) kissed a stranger
78) rode in the car with a stranger
79) been sexually harrassed
80) been verbally harrassed
TOTAL: 3

81) met face to face with someone you met online
82) stayed online for 12 hours straight
83) talked on the phone for more than 6 hours straight
84) watched tv for 12 hours straight
85) been to a fair
86) been called a bad influence
87) cursed
88) prank called someone
89) laid in the bed with someone of the opposite sex
90) cheated on a test
TOTAL: 5

91) cheated on homework.
92) recieved/given a handjob.
93) been pushed into a pool.
94) played pool.
95) watched 5 hours of mtv straight.
96) had a crush on someone 10 years older than you
97) had a crush on someone younger than you
98) wore eyeliner
99) skinny dipped
100) laughed at someone who was seriously hurt
TOTAL: 8

GRAND TOTAL: 53 (I'm a total bad boy? Um.. what-EVER!)

10-20= goodie goodie
21-30= a little rebelious
31-40= Almost rebellious
41-50= rebel
51-60= total bad girl/boy
61-70= bitch/asshole
71-80= cant believe you made it this far
81-90= fucking bad ass
91-100= see u in hell

--Jam

10.27.2006

Vulture Organization

Hey ma dawgs. Ma crew. Ma peeeeps-a!

(Hahaha, yeah I don't know either. Just live with it.)

So I had a great meeting last night with my NaNoWriMo group! I was really worried that no one was going to show up, or that the people who showed up were going to be boring or artsy or something, but it turned out to be one of the most fun nights I've had since I got to this crazy island! The people were so much fun, lots of people from my university, and it was great to meet people who understood why you're trying to write a novel in a month. Also, for once, I might not have been the highest energy person in the room! For the most part, they were all high energy, and we ended up talking about the world train centre, vulture organizations, Nancy Drew and The Hardy Boys, and so much other random crap that made it a terrific night.

Other than that, not much else is going on. School is insane, but it should calm down by next weekend. Halloween par-tay tonight at my place, and then downtown for Halloween craziness tomorrow night, so I should have quite the hangover by Sunday. It's all worth it though boys. All worth it.

Oh, I saw Oprah today doing an interview with Bill O'Reilly and it was terrific. I adore her. If I can be half the person she is, or even one tenth, I'll be satisfied with myself.

Well, have fun this weekend! Make sure you drink *something* while wearing a costume. That's what it's all about, right?

--Jam

10.26.2006

The Music's No Good Without You

Hey peeeeps!

So short post, because I have to catch my bus in ten minutes.

Great songs to download:

The Music's No Good Without You by Cher
Made of Sun by Kyau & Albert
Your Loving Arms by Karen Overton

All dance - all super duper.

In other news, ...hmm, yeah there's not much. I have my first Nano get-together tonight, so hopefully that goes smoothly.

Halloween party tomorrow night! I'm being a mobster, if I didn't tell you that already. Notice it says mobster, and not monster. Some people are getting confused.

The end!

--jAM

10.24.2006

Dreams of Hibernation

Ohhhh man.

I wish I could just curl up in a warm little cave (except for the bugs and dirt and animals that live in caves.. I'd want a very plush, clean cave.. but anyway) and ignore everything the world is throwing at me.

First, school is an insano-land. All my profs have given me so much stuff to do, and of course this weekend is Halloween weekend, to which I have to go out Saturday night because I don't want to miss it, and Friday my roommates are having a party to which I should be at, so my weekend is basically scraped for getting any work done. I have a presentation on Monday worth 30% that I'm totally lost for, and a huge english assignment due Tuesday for which I'm equally as lost. I have a NaNoWriMo meeting on Thursday evening to top things off, and it's already Tuesday. Oh, did I mention that I have two full novels to read by next week, on top of all my normal readings? Just insane.

OH MY JEBUS - the people next door better shut the fark up with their banging and screaming or I'm going to go over there and tell them what-for! ..what does that even mean? I mean, I know what it means, but how does it possibly mean what it means?

Dash is straight. He introduced his girlfriend to Julia and I today. ..so that's fun.

I have to go do some readings.

My brain hurts.

--Jam

10.23.2006

Speed Weekends

Where do my weekends go? I always feel like I wait for the weekend to arrive so I can get tons of work done and relax and all that, but that never seems to happen. I mean, I guess it does, but I could definitely use another weekend right now. Time on weekends is sped (is that really a word?) up, probably by the Sandman. Look buddy, if you're annoyed at the world for having sand in your boots, then get a different career and leave my weekends alone!

This weekend I went on that date and unfortunately it was very disappointing. He was very nice, so don't get me wrong there, but without giving too much info, we just didn't click. I was even thinking about Dash half the time, so I hope to Jebus above or Pitchforkies below that he turns out to be gay and like me. Please please please.. someone?

My song is in a very close first/second race on K2XL with my song Atlantis, so I think it's definitely going to make it into the game, which is insane! Yaaaay to that! I told my mom and she got all sillily excited and said I should write and produce music as a career. Yeah, um Mom, I don't know anything at all about that, so.. um, no.

Well, shower time. Good ol' waking up when it's still dark and having a shower with no hot water because someone else gets in before me. Mmm, mmm, good!

You know it Campbell's. I did make up that word up there.

--Jam

PS: Townhouses are annoying because when people run around next to you, I can hear it. Therefore.. SHHHHH!

10.19.2006

Musical Genius

Hey everyone!

So, for those of you who don't know, I'm a level designer for a puzzle game called Psychopath. I have been for some time now, and have been playing the game for well over a year. I became a tester for the sequel, Psychopath 2, in the summer. I really love being a part of the game and the community because it's not only fun, but it's intellectually stimulating as well.

Anyways, this post isn't to sell the game... yet.

In September, a music contest opened for the in-game music. All players were urged to submit entries, and since that used to be a hobby of mine, I submitted "Atlantis", one of my best attempts at a real song. Two days ago, the final nine songs were produced on the website for an open vote of which five will be the official in-game music. "Atlantis" is one of them!

This game is actually very popular and huge, and once it is officially released, may break online gaming records, so I'm very excited and nervous for my music to make it into the game. While I am a level designer and will be in the game anyway, the music is another element and would me absolutely fantastic!

This is where you guys come in. On K2XL's main website, in its own forum called "Psychopath 2 In-Game Music Competition", there is my song, and I would love it if some people could give it a 5. I know some of you already have accounts (Leanne, Jen, Sarah), so if you could do that, I would be so grateful. Here is the link to the exact spot where you have to vote, and where you can listen to the song. You may have to log in at the top of the page.

Keep your fingers crossed everybody, and thanks for your support!

--DJ Jam

10.18.2006

Just Right

Hey hey hey!

Well it's Wednesday. Hump day. I hate it when people call it that. My perverted mind has to go through a stage of "why are people humping things all on one day?" before I can come to the general conclusion that it's an expression. It should be hill day or mountain day or not-a-valley day. It was always so depressing when my co-workers would say that every single week. "Well guys, it's hump day. Only two more to go!" What kind of life is that? You're waiting for the weekend to do... what, exactly? I mean, you spend more waking moments with your co-workers than you do with your family (more or less), so why not get a freaking job you enjoy so you don't have to picture you running up and down hills all your life?

Anywho, that was a surprising tangeant. What was I actually going to talk about?

I went grocery shopping for the first time in three weeks yesterday. I can't believe I lasted three long weeks without buying more food, but somehow I did. By Monday, I was left with nothing but peanut butter and tea, and I don't think a peanut buttered tea bag tastes that good, although I've (thankfully) never experienced that first-hand. I had a mini-crisis in the cereal aisle, as I always do, on what brand to buy. Leanne, my roommate last year, said she cleaned out the pantry and they found eight boxes of my cereal in there. See, I think that's relatively.. normal.. or something. I hate sticking to one whole gigantic box of the same kind of cereal for its duration. I get sick of it, so I leave it and buy a different kind, and so begins the cycle of cereal hell. I'd buy those little boxes that come in random fun-pack thingies, but they're always cereal I don't like, and that would just create more problems for the cereal gods. We don't want to anger them. I bought Just Right, oh crunchy gods! Please do not smite me!

I have a date on Saturday and I'm so excited I could vom. Well, I'm excited, but more nervous. This guy seems really freaking amazing and I don't want to screw it up, lol. I mean, I guess if he's "the right guy" or whatever predetermined nonsense, then I can't screw it up. I don't believe in predeterminism, therefore I'm as nervous as a.. big nervous thing. He's a psych major at MUN, and he's hot too, so hello happy days!

Well, dinner time. Oh, one more little tangeant. Here, they call lunch dinner, and dinner supper. Lunch to them is a snack. Like brunch. But they don't have brunch. They would have lunch before lunch.. I mean dinner.

--Jam

10.15.2006

Unfathomable

Heyas.

In the last couple of days, an older gentleman, Martin, who talked on Youtube died suddenly. I had barely watched any of his videos, but nonetheless, it's extremely sad. His wife posted a video saying thank you to the community for listening to his stories about the war or otherwise, and it was very emotional.

Anyway, my post isn't about his death, but rather what has come after. On Youtube, for those of you who don't know, you can comment on videos. Martin's widow's video was put on the main Youtube homepage so that everyone could pay their respects. Normally when videos are featured on the main page, a bunch of immature, disgusting individuals post comments that call people horrid names and say ridiculous things, and this is no exception. A man just died, his widow is talking about his death, and people posted that he is a "faggot", that his widow should die too, and so many more awful things.

I just want to know what kind of low-down, rotten human beings could do something like that and sleep at night. I want to know what would coerce an individual to want to comment, disrespecting both someone who has lost their lifelong partner, as well as someone who has passed away.

What is wrong with people? I mean.. GAH! It's the most ugly, dispicable thing anyone could do, and there are so many there doing it, hiding behind their online personas, acting like slimy human beings. It makes me so angry and sick that I could vomit. If the state of humanity is in this much of a crisis, we have a much bigger problem on our hands than terrorism or global warming.

--Jam

10.14.2006

Survival

I lived! This week was the craziest, most intense week I have ever experienced. I had three papers and two midterms to do, as well as over one hundred pages of reading to do, with a presentation and two more papers looming in the distance (just over two weeks from now). I completed everything that was due, aced the midterms (I think), and am ready for a relaxing and unwinding weekend. I can't believe I did it all! The old Jam would have decided what could be late in order to slack off. The new, very handsome-looking Jam yelled "No More!" in a dramatic pose with his fist in the air and charged at the evil work monsters, conquering every last one! Just like that! I swear!

I've been thinking about that Dash character all day. I saw him in the halls and instead of saying hi, I blushed and kept walking, lol. I don't know why I like him so much. It's probably a mix of being single for eternity and that he's a kickass guy that could potentially be interested in me. Keep your fingers permanently crossed until I tell you to move them back, because I need all the luck I can get on this one. More info to come after the class I have with him on Tuesday.

Speaking of Survival (which we all obviously were), Survivor this week was amazing! If anyone watched it, the first challenge was so wicked! For those of you poor, deprived folk who do not watch Survivor, I shall explain the challenge. It was an endurance challenge where three pairs of people from each tribe had to stand together on a crate and with one hand each, hold up seperate weights, that increased when other members of the tribes would add it to them. It sounds complicated, but it was such an amazing test of will, both because they're fighting for their tribe, but also if one of the pair drops, they're both out, so a testament to teamwork too. LOVE IT!

Also amazing was Lost, but I won't get too much into that because there are readers who will be not deprived eventually on that, but are currently living sans-Lost, for whatever reason. Needless to say, it was intense. I almost cried. I think I screamed and gasped about eighty times. Crazy I tells ya.

Well, I'm rambling about television, so I'll stop that now.

Mmmm WEEKEND!

--Jam Jam The Weekend Man

10.12.2006

The Cute and the Loud

Hey peeps. It's a very sleepy Jam here, straining to stay awake. I have an essay proposal to do, as well as studying for tomorrow's Sociology midterm and finish citing my Philosophy paper - all while I'm dying of exhaustion. Weeee!

I can't wait 'til the weekend. I'm gonna sleep a million and one, get drunk a hundred, and dream of hot boys infinity. Omigosh (it's a word now)! There's this guy in my english class who I am totally swooning over. He's like my height, light brown hair, great smile, fun sense of humour. Le sigh. I chatted to him today and got all blushy because I'm special like that. He always has something fun to say which I completely love - better than someone who doesn't say anything at all. His name's Dash or Crash or Smash or something like that.. I think it's Dash, but Crash is kinda hot in a Mega Man sort-of-way. Anyway, I still have to find out if he's gay, and work my way into hanging out with him ...somehow.

My roommates are so loud. Like, SO loud. One more than the other, but still. They make crazy noises and yell back and forth to each other and have their televisions on 24/7 and it's just so exhausting. Like, I have music on a lot of the time, but it's quiet enough that they can usually not hear it. Otherwise, what's wrong with silence? Do I need to be the parent and tell them to use their "inside voices"? Sheesh.

Mmm, Clash or Hash or Bash or Slash or whatever his name is.

Well, I should get up and do some work. *forced smile*

--Jamash

10.11.2006

The Death of the Blog

So, where did all the flowers go? I haven't received a comment in like a bazillion years! No one even commented on Jam's Novel Idea.

Anyways I'm taking a hiatus if no one reads this because I'm not gonna write to myself.

The End?

Being overdramatic?

--Jam

10.07.2006

Silly Cat

Well, NaNoWriMo's back. I'm trying again this year, and I need your input to start it off.

If you wanna know what it is, you can go to Jam's Novel Idea and read it there, because I'm totally not explaining it twice, lol.

I'm not sure which storyline to write about, so please check out the other blog and post on the opening chapter you think would be best to write about. Remember I only have one month to write about it, so keep practicality in mind too.

Thanks ma people - I'll give you a big online hug once you give your input. :)

--Jam

Questionry

Ola.

My aunt and family out here took me out for dinner and some fun tonight and it was so wicked. We went to a roadhouse and I have a tastey wrap, made eye contact a bunch of times with a guy in my line of sight. We went and played glow-putt and were terrified by the "wonderful" Hallowe'en decorations throughout the course. My aunt and I stayed at the mall and shopped a bit. I bought some very hot shoes that are currently sitting downstairs with that suede-saver gunk on them, and I plan to wear them all day, every day until it snows. We saw "The Last Kiss", a Zach Braff flick that was very deep and dramatic, but a great movie nonetheless.

Anywho, this post isn't about my day, activity by mundane activity - it's about that movie and how I feel now.

The movie was riveting and brought up interesting questions that I really don't think people think of much at all: Will this be the last time I do this? Will this be the last person I do this to? Am I satisfied with this being the last time?

In basically every aspect of my life, I have not experienced the major lasts. I have many more classes to come, so many different jobs I'm sure, different roommates, different new friends, different experiences with the old ones. As for my love life, it just makes me wonder what's to come. It's been so dead lately. Dead is actually too light a word; perhaps stagnant, barren, arid, inexistent. Out here, everyone is in a relationship or is extremely focused on a messed-up, drama-filled mish-mash that could be called a relationship. I, on the other hand, have no prospects, no idea of what might come along. Should I? Is it better not knowing? What if there's nothing to know? What if I am meant to drift through life as a poster boy for the gay single romantic? What if it's beneficial to my career and well-being that I don't have a man and maybe that's why I don't?

Well, let's hope there's some left. I'm sure there is, and I'm just being overdramatic, but I am ready to meet my last kiss now. Maybe I have already met him. Part of me wishes so - part of me really doesn't. Part of me wants to know what I should do next. Part of me wants to feel the way I've felt before, but part of me is actually satisfied with its self-sufficiency.

Anyway, enough of whiney lonely Jam for tonight. Oh, and yes, I did make up the word "questionry".

--Jam

10.05.2006

And You Smell Like One, Too!

I do believe it is officially my birthday.

So this is what it feels like to be 22.

It feels the same. Silly people!

--Jammy Birthday To Me

10.03.2006

Crisis

I wait for the postman to bring me a letter,
and I wait for the good Lord to make me feel better.


Well, as much as I'm up past 2am, stressing over lack of boys and school and everything, my main concern is..

What am I going to be for Hallowe'en?

My roomies are having a party and I need to figure out what I'm going to be! Like, pronto Tanto!

I want to be something that makes me look fine. I'm thinking maybe something simple like a cowboy, because I can just borrow the clothes from Jo. (Yes, she's a woman. I'd be wearing woman's clothes. They're cute and little and she has a fun cowboy hat. It'll look good.) Then again, maybe I should be something more creative? I just think "too creative" means a big bulky costume, and I like showing off me just a little bit too much to be a giant bottle or something.

Who goes as a giant bottle anyway?

Not me, that's who. No sireebob.

--Jamlowe'en

10.02.2006

Rain on the Windowsill

Howdy cowboys!

I haven't posted in a while because I've been as busy as a beaver. Who invented that saying anyways? I understand beavers make dams and live in them and all that, but don't they enjoy it? I mean if I enjoyed reading 24/7, I wouldn't be busy, I'd be occupied, right? It helps their teeth, it gives them a place to hide from big ol' bears.. damn whiney beavers.

I've finished reading two of my six novels that I have to read this semester (insane.. yeah). The last one was on Ecological Imperialism and no, it's not as boring as it sounds. It's about eighty thousand times more boring! AHHHH! *jumps* And where I'm jumping, I don't know. Maybe you do... see, this is what school does to me. My mind wanders and creates insane insanity. Yep.. anywho, the next book that I'm starting tonight is called "Alligator" for my Great Fiction english literature course. The only problem I have with this course is that my section is run by a senile old bat who doesn't realize that there are books that weren't written in Newfoundland! I've read "Bishop's Road" which was pure crap, sentence fragments everywhere, and was complete rubbish about these women in a house and then not. Wee.

I have found my new song of the month (month-ish.. usually about every three weeks lol.. don't judge me!). Last month was "It Ends Tonight" by The All-American Rejects and "David" by Gus Gus. This month I found "Confessions of a Broken Heart" by Lindsay Lohan. Before you double-super-judge me (I saw that look.), listen to the song. It's so powerful and completely not what I would expect from one of Hilary-era. ..so go download it.

Had an amazing night at the big ol' gay club on Saturday. Hung out with my queer-crowd (I'll come up with a chic name for them later) beforehand, and predrank until about 1am. Surprisingly, that is normal here! People never leave for a club until past midnight at the very earliest. I like it in a way because I can get more done in the day before I have to start drinking (I can remember starting around 7:30 with Nat and H), but I also dislike staying out really late. I got in around 5am and that is so not cool in Jam's books. AKA My books. At the club, I looked fine, but my friend Jo had on this gorgeous little plaid button-up and she took it off while I was around, so I'm like "Hey, you're drunk, I'll hold onto that," then ran to the bathroom and changed into it! Tee hee, I'm so sneaky! I got probably half-a-dozen compliments on it. I had it open though, so maybe they were just horny and complimenting my stomach. Either way, I feel pretty. We danced for a long, LONG time, and I really don't know where the night went. As we were leaving, this incredibly hot little blonde guy walked by me and smiled and I, of course, went all blushy and stupid, and asked my friends if they knew him. They did, and dragged me back upstairs to introduce me (well.. not so much dragged as were dragged). He was so sweet and we talked for a bit before I had to go and he kissed me bye and I melted so now I'm a big pile of mush. ...but it's worth it! I got him email and I'm just kinda waiting for him to send me some sort of sign. Like a "hello". Or a stop sign. Smoke signals. Anything.

Tee hee, new boys make me giddy!

EDIT: So I just found out from other sources that he's in a committed relationship. Of course he is. I may have to end up dating my dresser.

I'm sure there's lots more that I could write about, but..

--Jam

PS: Hurricane Jerkwad is here right now, hence the rain on my window. Watch the news.