happy papa day. no good feelings even though i bought something for him.

was at national canoe championships yesterday, haha not to paddle but to be involved in the rescue team. but we became the registration officials. apparently every competitor's fate lay in our hands. no registration = walkover = balls drop. my authority was bigger than the biggest ass and the two super zai national canoeist, bill and jori. national team coach was also in the waters, some hungarian assclown. okay he's no clown, his K1 paddle faster than a K4. i did myself proud, i scolded the SJI paddlers, cause why? THEY ARE SO DAMN SLOW.

chris's gig was awesome, sunny violet rays powerrrrrrrrrrrr !

zomg, i found a lot of pimples forming a raft on my face. a swamp of them, overcrowding and breeding on my forehead... yucks. and i'm still drinking iced milo.

i'm afraid of getting H1N1, people make it seem like so unpredictable and easy to get. what if i get it? will everyone shun me as if i'm one of the zombies in 'i am legend'? and wayne is returning soon yayyyyyyyyy ! from australia... zomg

you'll never have time for me.