Okay, so I didn't get in a pop-culture recap. Who can blame me? 2006, for one, has been ten times more interesting. CSI jumps the shark... finally (I didn't watch this week's episode, but apparently it was the stupids)? Hilary Duff suddenly looks like a scary, scary Kylie Minogue? Speaking of Minogues, Dannii Minogue becomes the latest celebrity to violate the "no-touching" rule at strip clubs (it's there for a reason, dammit)? Kanye West finally did what we all expected him to do and actually portrays himself as Jesus? Shortly after going into the hospital for an asthma attack and tatooing "breathe" on her wrist to remember, Lindsay Lohan goes to another hospital after hurting herself post-shower in, uh, Bryan Adams' house? The James Frey Conundrum? Snakes On A Plane?
2005 has nothing on 2006, man. 2006 is fucked up.
Anyways, school dance tonight. It was fun, and if it wasn't for the fact that working the coat check got me money to go to a wholesome Christian event later this month I'd have been irritated that I wasn't able to go back into the gym at like 11:00 and participate in some of that devil-dancin' the teenagers're inter. So yeah, fun.
Saturday, February 11, 2006
when i sit alone in deep contemplation, i realize that i am, myself, a very hungry hippo.
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