Saturday, September 12, 2009
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
Fak l'aut'jour, j'tais au dépanneur. Pis comme d'habetude, eh j'grattais. J'grattais, j'grattais encore pis encore...
Chu pu ben ben en forme, fak j'tais accottée sul 'ti comptoir. Pis comme j'vois pu ben ben, eh j'me tiens ben ben proche de mes
Pis là, eh j'gagne! Eh l'gros lot! Eille, j'ai jamais gagné ça l'gros lot moé!!
Fak eh j'me lève la face de d'dans mon billet pour ergarder à
l'entour de moé pis j'dis: Eille, j'ai gagné.
Y'avait le p'tit monsieur chinois du dépanneur pis un autre monsieur, un jeune là. Y se mette à m'applaudire!
Ça, c'était le plus beau jour de ma vie, en té-cas, depuis que mon Marcel est partit...
Sunday, August 23, 2009
Saturday, August 22, 2009
I've realized that I'm surrounded by the exact type of people I've always hated the most: egocentrics.
As far as I can remember, I've always tried to stay as FAR AWAY as I can from these self-centered personages and did everything I could to try and "enlighten" the ones that were already within my life circle.
All these attempts have failed miserably.
One key fact about the people that go through life without caring for anyone else but themselves is that they invariably look HAPPIER than your average balanced person. This is also something I've realized a long time ago.
Trying to remain a "good" human being or by simple romanticism, I've never even considered this little simple fact: If you want to be happy and care-free, act like them!
Well, my friends, I've grown tired of being fucking miserable all the time, not allowing myself the simplest of pleasures nor the luxury of having a clean conscience. This is a pre-apology to all the people I might step on and/or hurt in the future, while I still care a bit.
From now on, I will NOT consider the effects of my choices on others around me; I will live the way I see fit, make the choices I want, regardless of the consequences.
I, my friends, decided to become a self-centered, egocentric PRICK.
My happiness, from now on, will only depend on me. I will fuck and fight my way through life just like all the other assholes out there. I will not look back. I will not doubt myself. I will, from now on, prevail. The Pat you knew was miserable, unhappy, gray and generally unpleasant. The new Pat is the exact opposite, except for the unpleasant part... Oh, if you knew how unpleasant he is, how rude and unrespectful, how much he doesn't give a flying fuck anymore, you'd keep as far away from him as you could.
Consider this the warning disclaimer that should be attached to my person at all times.
Moody P. Trshd
Sunday, May 24, 2009
Saturday, April 18, 2009
Ok, I don't hate weekends, I just don't like the fact that they have to end!
I usually don't do accomplish much during these two little days off (sometimes only one) for the only and logical reason that I'm so dead tired from my alienating and pointless work week that I physically and morally CAN'T! As you can read, the only part of me that never takes a day off is my need for expression and unstoppable psyche, just running in all directions at once... I'm tired... I'm outta here.
Thursday, April 16, 2009
For those of you who, like me, don’t have access to paying television networks, Californication is presented on Showtime. For those of you who DO have access, you now don’t have a valid reason NOT to watch it.
Hank Moody, a popular writer, with one of his novels freshly ported to the silver screen, notorious ladies man starts questioning his situation. We learn that he’s separated from his college sweetheart and mother to his daughter, that they’re still in good terms for the sake of the aforementioned “offspring” (as he addresses her) but is still in love with her. Anyway, good show, watch it, kudos to D. for introducing me to this eye-opening and inspiring character played by Fox Mulder. Haha!
I hate writing more than a couple paragraphs at a time (the exact reason I started blogging), so I'll come back with a part deux on how to let the inner-asshole come out... Later.