ramble and a tag

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i got nothin'

nothing i tell you. so this post should rock *grin*

it's also not true, i have lots of stuff i'm just not going to talk about any of it. johnny canuck once told me that the first thing they learn in media school is to treat every microphone like it's live and that in his opinion one should think of one's blog that way.

and in my personal life i'm not too worried about it... well a little, but not too much. but when it comes to my work life you may have noticed that i don't talk about it. i talk about what i do and i occasionally mention my clients by vague description and never without telling them (for serious.)

but when it comes to deep work stuff like politics in whatever gym i'm teaching in that day or niggles with clients or co-workers or whatever that shit just does not come on here. that doesn't mean that it doesn't happen.

it happens all the time actually and i just don't talk about it.

i can tell you that i'm actively apartment hunting as of now and that if i can find a place in the next couple of weeks my parents can help me secure the lease... but they leave in a couple of weeks and after that their money won't conveniently be in this country for me to conveniently have it dumped into my account temporarily.

so apartment hunt for sure. i hate apartment hunting, i hate moving out, i love moving in. that's pretty much the gist. i'm dying to move though, the lack of sleep here is kinda killing me.

i have some plans for that place but i'll talk about them later. and if you know what they are? shut the fuck up. oh and pile should be moving in which is perfect cause we already like cook together and stuff and i do seem destined to be a fag hag after all...

seriously i go see MINISTRY and pick up the only gay guy there. i mean it's a gift. it takes a special talent to go see Ministry and pick up the gay man. and i say the because i'm pretty sure there weren't many.

speaking of picking up... nah.

what do you do when your life is going okay and you can't talk about any of the things in it for fear of who is reading?
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oh man i went climbing today (and tomorrow and wednesday... with two different people) and i ripped a GIANT flapper off the base of my right index finger. i have a tape trick and i just hope it's dry enough to take it by then.
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and it was. today was a strangely delightful day of climbing, i made some progress on a couple of things and definetely figured out something but i spent the entire day sort of avoiding this one particular piece of skin.

like i sent a problem except i didn't actually technically completely finish it. it's a match on a giant jug and i stuck my right hand on it and then yeah, it said 'drop dead bitch' and there was no way i could put enough weight on this particular hold to actually move my other hand over to meet it.

but i declared it a send and so did my companion. we'll call him... shit. need a nick. anyway there was a kids climb there today and these kids were all 'watch that guy' and they were asking the most amusing questions.

one kid informed me that he knew what was in my chalk bag because he had made chalk in his class. i think what he meant was that they took some sort of really hard chalk chunk and demolished it to make chalk powder. but i lost half of what he said because he turned around to watch someone climb and i let it go.

anyway they wanted to know why the chalk was in a ball and how to use it and how could they get chalk and and and. oh man they were great. as we left the gym one of them called out "how much does chalk cost?"

like ALL they wanted was chalk to play with. some of them were so alive... and already some of them just aren't.

one kid was getting lessons from... oh man i'm using initials, this is ridiculous, crap no. dammit... why is it so hard to make up nick names? i think it's that i get now that they're permanent and that somehow they colour people. okay let's see, cube. and i'm not telling anyone why. shut up it isn't dirty.

okay so one kid was trying to boulder and wanted to know what to climb and how to do it and cube ... no that one sucks. crap. whatever he was showing this kid how to do the problem and where it started and how to make the moves easier. basically he took over coaching from me which was cool cause i start the problem differently now and it's much more organic.

it was just fun watching kids be so excited about doing something.

and then there was this long walk with no destination and food. i guess food is a destination. anyway today was an unexpected day off (after my 9:30 class) and i spent it doing nothing in good company.

which is an excellent way to spend a day off.
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new meme

it goes like this:
since i asked stoned.nerd do one for me, i have to post it on here.

If you comment on this post [i'm modifying, IF you ask me to do this i will, if you comment on the above whatever]:

1. i’ll respond with something random about you
2. i’ll challenge you to try something
3. i’ll pick a color that i associate with you
4. i’ll tell you something i like about you
5. i’ll tell you my first/clearest memory of you
6. i’ll tell you what animal you remind me of
7. i’ll ask you something i’ve always wanted to ask you
8. if i do this for you, you must post this on yours


and since i loved his responses here they are with answers to his questions or comments or both...

for my most favourite canadian, Sass (apart from Pamela Anderson)
1. i’ll respond with something random about you
okay i'd do you. *snickkkkker*

*blush*

2. i’ll challenge you to try something
the next time when you're on a date with a dude, ask him straight if he likes you or not. tell him you dont like playing mind games.

oh man nerd, that one's BRUTAL. but okay.

except no. because the thing is when you're getting to know someone you maybe don't want to discuss if you like each other that way or not. you want to get to know each other and see. what's hard is when one of you is doing the old speculate and the other one isn't.

but that's that same one sided spark thingy right?

3. i’ll pick a color that i associate with you
green! probably due to your photos awhile back...

uh which photos?

4. i’ll tell you something i like about you
you are real. i can feel that even all the way from singapore. you call it as it is. and i think you treasure friendships, or relationships. i like that in a person.

what's funny is that's what i like about you.

5. i’ll tell you my first/clearest memory of you
i think you chanced upon my blog, so i went over and read yours... and you were saying then, that you'd like to try blogging to see how it goes, despite not many people reading you at that time. witness how your blog evolves right now.. thank god you didn't stop writing...

heh, you were the first comment i ever got on my blog AND the first blogger who ever linked me. did you know that? i clicked on your link because you were in recently updated and ANYTHING called stoned nerd had to be good. once there i was hooked and i read your whole archives :)

and thank you, i'm really happy i didn't stop writing too.

6. i’ll tell you what animal you remind me of
bear? no offence like, it's just the first thing that comes to my mind...

i'm not offended... just bemused :)

7. i’ll ask you something i’ve always wanted to ask you
did you fuck your ex the other time you all went out? i missed that. (you dont have to ans if you dont wish to)

no, and he has a girlfriend.

8. if i do this for you, you must post this on yours
can you do one for me, pretty please? my momma taught me there's never harm in asking.

absolutely, whose blog should i post it on?