i was talking about the guy who made the flyer

that's so guy-in-dirty-undies-eating-chips-all-day-long- on-welfare style

hahahahaha

"seeming to make me nauseous, dizzy and light headed"

ok we might not have tried the same stuff then.

btw, it's spelt "placebo"

tell me what you know about herbal medecine, spooky.

i'm interested to find out more about your knowledge vs your opinion...

next time we drink together, i'll give you a rolaid cap with each beer that is poured into your glass.

is this you?

in montreal, i get hit by cars when i ride my bike.
never elsewhere.
even in ottawa where ontarian drivers don't stop to let pedestrians cross the street.

is this a conspiracy?
my left front tooth was repaired four times...
i gotta love riding downhill an old bike with no breaks !

hey, you seriously need to think beyond what the advertisments taught you on tv...

g'night sweety

being ultimately passionate means being unstable.

there again, you confirmed my "i find it very much ironic to be communicating my opinion on the internet" point.

i said it before because i knew you were gonna drop a comment about this.

bye

next time i'm chugging a beer in the streets i'll leave the empty can on the ground so that the morning after you can pick it up and trade it for a dime.

since this is my last life, i just can't be pointless.

i gotta find the key and get to have my name printed in the this worlds' dictionnary.
wasting time on msn will not lead me to improvement.

i'm not saying i'm healthy.
oh and that wave of puritism...
i smoke, drink, get banned bars and i'm proud!

i just bought my plane ticket today.
i'm leaving on thursday the 8th at 6am.

your 50/50 sarcasm will kill you.

okay this is an intelligent thread, compared to others.
i'd just rather have a spontaneous conversation with eyes that wouldn't be scared to glare at each other than to stare at an empty computer screen.
right?

elevation, or enlightment, should be the quest of a human to discard itself from all artificial dependances.

you must feel concerned,
agressivly intelligent boi that you are....
stay peaceful and go eat some msg's

i find it very much ironic to be communicating my opinion on the internet.
okay, i projected my anger towards montreal that doesn't necessarly deserve to be pointed at as "the center of materialism".
sometimes it's hard to be back home after all those months you have spent elsewhere.

hey sam, i can relate a little to what you say.
i grew up in an upper-middle class family that showed me a bright side of being a 21st century soul... easy transience.
instead of buying us (my siblings and i) expensive electronic games or pink plastic doll villages, my parents made us travel the most they could.
we learned different languages and socialized with many cultures.
it wasn't too easy, coming back home after spending a year or so overseas, facing it that i had to make myself some new friends again. changing schools, skipping grades...
now that i consider myself more conscient, i look back at my cousins that were total spoiled brats and compare our backgrounds.
most of the kids that had control over their parents' wallet turned out, as adults, to still depend on them even after the age of twenty.
i find pretty pathetic those who are jobless but make their parents pay their own rent, food, clothes, nights out, just for the sake of being "mr/mrs jones' child".

does money make you happy? maybe.
mature? definitly not.

why is it so hard to not live as a money thirsty brainwashed robot?

yeah i'm going on the 8th, probably.
i'm going to pick up with travel companion at the voyageur bus station in an hour.

things i gotta do before leaving:
-repairing my front tooth
and
-cleaning up the mess in my bedroom

that's all!

being sedated.
staying in mtl, this city's always the same after all.

i don't understand how once i could do it.
working as a numbered employee.
not even enjoying my job at all.
thinking i'm so damn cool because i had expensive clothes that i'd buy with money i'd deserve after being bored 40hours a week.

partying and thinking i'm friends with people that actually, i really had nothing in common with apart from parties.

oh and those drugs that would give me the strong emotions i always craved for; screams, laughter or cries.
but hey, did i really need to tarnish my judgement to live intensely?
yeah it's fun to let it go, but then it's afflicting when you're trying to get your serious opinion across and end up sounding like a retard.

overall, being back in montreal makes me realize that i've come a long way.
i've largely decreased my consumption.
if humans are smart, then why would they cause their own nervous breakdown by realizing after years of routine that they aren't happy after all...?

come on, stand up.

what happened?

i got beer.
my parents like me better when i'm drunk somewhere else.

the insane music won't stop

anyone who has a valid passport:

come with me down to mexico

having kids is going a step ahead.

i thank my parents for going throught all those painful years (especially the teenage ones).

thanks

how do i add/change photos in my profile?

interesting...

somehow it reminded me of the neighbour that didn't want us to play on his lawn when i was a kid.
at 7-8years old i heard him say "i think i'll buy a dog instead of having children. at least i won't have to pay college for him and he won't crash my car...".

"i built myself around a label, it improved my mind's growth"

parking for dummies, 15$ a day, corner notre-dame/atwater.

coming on thursday with a huge touristic group from korea.

today i played video poker for five minutes and won 10.25$.

my interest has gone done.

since i've been working full-time for the past six months, i can't afford being on hangovers anymore.

that jamaican beer "red stripe" is good though.
it's only buck and a half at the lcbo in ottawa.

cloak; "always high on bach flowers and saint-john's wort to help keeping depression away..."

psychotrop/chemo-free since last month of may!

i read yesterday that just before an animal is killed at the slauterhouse, it will get an adrenalin rush.

there is a hindu belief that says that when you eat an animal, you recieve all the terror and agitation it goes through at the moment of its death.
you tend to be much more agressive and anxious.

i'm really into macrobiotic food these days.

it's the traditional japanese cuisine based on brown rice, seaweed (this is good stuff, ocean's own lettuce!), tofu, ginger, miso, tamari and fresh vegetables (especially rootsy ones such as carrots, beets, burdock...).

pretty unknown, but really good.

oh and to those who claim that vegeterians look sick, some people that are too lazy to cook only eat bread and potatoes when they start going meatless.
they obviously have a lack of nutriments.

but what if you compare someone who eats fastfood everyday to someone that is all about fresh, crisp vegetables, high protein beans and sprouts...a healthy mind must be in a healthy body.

since and my workmates spend a whole day cooking every week, i'm getting better and better at balancing nutrition and taste.

i just experimented a new recipe...
we could call it "coconut lentil stew".

cooking is awesome, while you concentrate measuring proportions, you taste and guess which spices could go along well.

this is a call to all of you fellows, wether you are vegeterian or not, to stop encouraging multibillionaire corporations to sell you toxic prepackaged food.

it's so easy to do it yourself and you always end up being a winner.

hurt= physically, psychologically or emotionally?

hurt because less people will buy the stuff you make profit with for a day?

poor, poor, poor store owner. if it takes as little as this to make you hurt, just imagine how dependant you are to your buisness.

maybe you should go on a vacation.

tell me this is a hoax...
otherwise it's fucking stupid 'cause with all that money you could've gone the three of you to mexico and spent a month there.

'participate by not participating'