Test?

Im trying out this mail to bloggy thinher from my cell phone.

Its pretty convenient.... im laying in my bed, a whole 5 feet away
from my laptop, over at my desk, and I can still post to my blog...
Sometimes I feel that god created the qwerty keypad on cell phones
just for me.

Some of you,im sure, are saying to yourself at this very moment, but
James, wouldnt it just be much easier for you to bring your laptop
over to your bed, since you just mentioned having one?
Well the answer is no..... No for two reasons. Reason number 1... that
requires effort, what with the moving of cords, and myself, and
such.... and 2.... because i have a shitty 3 year old Dell Inspiron
1200, and the battery might as well be non existant, because it wont
hold a charge longer than 30 seconds once i unplug it.
The plug itself, is also broken, and wrapped in electrical tape from
the many times ive had to sauder and fix it. It takes a good hour once
you move it, to wiggle it to the right spot.... in the end i just
fail, it loses its charge and hibernates.s immediately...... which is
a huge pain in my ass.

Geez, now my thumbs are sore.... i need a new computer.

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Sent from my mobile device

Why,

does the post that i JUST POSTED, less than a minute ago, say it was posted on the 6th?
I'm confused.

I have the worst luck..... ever.

So, now that my break's over, and I'm back in school for the rest of the semester, things have calmed down quite a bit.

I decided to take a little trip over to Hamilton, to see my Aunt and Uncle. Harmless enough, right?
................Wrong.

While in Hamilton, I dropped my cell phone, off the escarpment. For those of you who don't know, the escarpment is a LARGE CLIFF, that runs down the middle of the city.

And my dumb self dropped my cell phone off of it.

Series of events:
1) Aunt says to James' cousin: Why don't you take James to see the escarpment??? (coincidentally, they live in a rich neighbourhood, where the backyard backs out on to the escarpment)

2) James goes with cousin in the backyard to see this escarpment.

3) James lights a cigarette, and drops his lighter

4) James bends over to pick up his lighter

5) James' cell phone falls out of his shirt pocket

6) James: "SHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!... how far is that drop?" Cousin "oh about 700 feet, straight down. There's a bed of rocks at the bottom."

7) James considers suicide, because without his cell phone, has no will to live. (hehe, jk)

9) James calls Bell Canada, to get a replacement phone, since he was smart enough to pay the extra seven dollars a month for "breakorloseyourphoneinanywayandwe'llreplaceitforfreeeeeeee insurance", and is told they have no more of his phone left, and it is on backorder. In the mean time, he can go to a Bell store, and get a "loner" phone, to use until then.

10) James goes to Bell once he is back in Toronto the following day, and is given a pink loner phone, since it was the only one they have left.

11) James blames his Aunt. Not the fact that he really only wanted to go to the tree lined escarpment to sneak a smoke, since his aunt is a doctor, and just wont stand for that mister....


I'm really getting tired of this talking in third person bull.
Anyway, I'm still waiting for my new phone. And its been about 3 weeks.
I want to apologize to my 0-3 readers for not posting for so long. I was recently given a promotion at work, I have some final exams coming up, my parents needed help painting their kitchen, and i recently bought a "new to me" used car that ive been working on.

Comments would be cool, just to let me know people are reading my blog :)
And I have zero followers... so click on the follow me button so I don't feel so alone!

UGRHGHHGGGHHRGH !

I live on the 4th floor of an apartment building, and I can hear like, 8000 cats outside my window, all meowing/dying at once, and it happens every night, at the same time.... although, when I look out the window, I can't see them.

So either, my street is a common place cats collaborate to die, or there's a massive cat orgy going on outside right now.

Christmas with the Brady Bunch. Times Two.

I don't know about the rest of you, but I'm sure glad Christmas is finally over and done with this year. I don't mean to sound like a grinch or anything, but my family really knows how to screw things up.

I come from a large, mixed family, and by that, I mean my parents are both remarried.
Lets start with my Mom, and Step-Dad's side of the family. Until the day I moved out, I lived with them, my only biological sibling (my brother, who is now 11), and two of my step-dad's kids, both girls, who are now 13 and 16. He also has another daughter, age 25, who is married, with two kids age 5 and 7. Thank god mom and step-dad never had kids together.

Needless to say, when we all get together, it's one big mess, of course, because nobody gets along. AT ALL.

My Dad and my Step-Mom, have a house-full themselves. My step mom has three kids that live with her, two boys age 14 and 16, and a girl, age 11. Step-mom has two other kids. A daughter, who is 29, and a son, who is 26. Like my mom and step dad, they also have no kids together.

For all of you out there keeping track, that brings my sibling count to 10, when you include my step-brother-in-law

Firstly, the thing both of my families have in common, is they all fight, like cats and dogs, every Christmas. It starts out with something small. For example, somebody ate somebody's box of Thin Mints, so an argument starts. Within 5 minutes, guaranteed it turns in to a huge family wide screaming match, and everyone walks out.

This includes me, usually, which means I end up burning more gas, driving all the way back home (my families both live in Windsor, Ontario, and I'm up here in Toronto.)
It wouldn't bother me, if I didn't have to go back, the next day, after everyone seems to have gotten over whatever happened.
But then something else happens, and I end up in a hotel room for the night, because, lets face it, nobody likes a screamy mess.

In short, Christmas sucks, because everyone fights, and my Visa bill is through the roof, every friggen' year.

Fuck this shit.
Next year, I'm going to a bar. =D

Blog world, here I come!!

Hey everyone,
My name's James. I'm new here...

*thinks about what else I could possibly write about myself*

I'm a 19 year old male, living in Toronto, Ontario, Canada, currently attending Ryerson University. The reason I've decided to start this blog is simple. I need somewhere I can just let loose, and rant about everyday life, and whatnot.

Isn't that why everyone blogs?? :)

In all honesty, I just decided to become involved, because I read blogs for hours and hours, wishing I had the time, and writing skills, to write like some of you. You all keep me entertained for HOURS on end, every single night, on those nights when I'm stuck inside with nothing better to do with my time. Usually to the point where I'm literally laughing out loud.

So try to bear with me while I get used to this. Hopefully, I'll develop my own style over time, and be able to keep you coming back, as most of you have done for me.

PS.... if anyone can help me create a better layout than the one I have now, it would be great. Because I have noooo idea what I'm doing. I was hoping for a header with the Toronto skyline? :)