The Ratpack Cellar

Man, my balls are shaved, my pubes are trimmed, I'm ready to fuckin' rock this shit!

2008-10-09T17:02:00.003-04:00

"What the fuck, man? If I go in there and see fuckin' pubes sprinkled on the toilet seat, I'm gonna fuckin' lose my mind! Last time I went to the bathroom, Jay, I took a shit and my shit looked like a fuckin' stuffed animal!"

Hello all your non-readers.

I haven't been updating much because life deceided to throw me a shitstorm of epic proportions over the past few weeks. If I can recall correctly, I've had my paperwork blow away in the wind twice, had my hair caught in the office elevator, dropped the fax machine, stepped in around 10 piles of uncollected animal crap, GOT SERVERE FOOD POISONING FOR A WEEK, have had two colds [I have one now, makes that three], AND BOTH MY PERSONAL DESKTOP PCS DIED ON ME IN THE PERIOD OF ONE MONTH.

I left A LOT out because it has to do with personal situations surrounding my friends and if I bitch about it on blogspot, they'll eventually stumble upon it, read it, and pitch a bitch fit at me. One through carefully aggitated words and one through pure raging estrogenic fits of fagMANrage. Whatever. Fuck.

School still sucks, Art class is fun though. Coop is great.

ROCKBAND TWO IS AWESOME.

I've also been thinking of doing commissions once technology stops blowing up at the slighest touch from my demon hands. Not really much to update about, except that my fist tastes like a rainbow. :]

Higginsss out to watch Casablanca and forever be the lonely cat lady.

-Flees sullenly-

"There are five different types of chairs in this hotel room."
"Holy fuck. What are they all doing in here?"
"These are five different types of chairs."
"Get them out of here, man. This is too many chairs for one room."

No mother! Don't look out the window!

2008-09-05T09:05:00.008-04:00

"DWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA HAAAAAAA HAAAAAA!!!"

Hey there, a small update on how I'm doing nowadays is probably a good idea before I fall too far behind in updating this thing. A couple of things I'll go into a little bit of detail are: how being back at school is going for me, how I'm dealing with the situation concerning my very late pay cheque, and my doctor's appointment.

School's been a drag, just like it always is. Despite being 19 years old and having grown up a lot, certain egotistical teachers still feel like they have the dictatorship right to talk down to me like I'm a bug. It's disconcerning and very annoying, especially while trying to have a serious conversation and they "dumb down" what they're saying, treating you like a five year old. Nay, I shan't put up with people treating me like that because I don't deserve this kind of shabby treatment. -buzzer goes off- This is my last semester of school [THANK GOD] and during this semester I'm taking Grade 12 Data Management/Math first period, Senior Grade 12 Visual Arts second period, and the entire afternoon is dedicated to Cooperative Education. I'll be receiving 5 credits this semester [3 for co-op because I'm working extra hours] and that'll be enough to graduate. The Art and Math are required for the program in college I want to get into, I'm thinking of applying to Algonquin College, Seneca College, and OCAD for Animation. I defiently want to go into Animation, but I'd much rather leave Ottawa and go to Toronto.

Ok, now concerning the status of my very late to arrive paycheque! ...It's very late and it's a paycheque. I was supposed to receive it sometime near the end of August, but I'm supposing my boss forgot to send it. He sent it yesterday morning so I should get it sometime Monday or Tuesday of next week. [Damn no post on Sundays!]

Now onto my doctor's appointment today. I have to leave soon to go to the hospital here for a dermatologist appointment to get a birthmark examined. I've been waiting for this appointment for 5 months and I totally forgot about it until they called to re-confirm it yesterday. -laughs-

I haven't been drawing much lately, what with school business and stressful personal problems, I hope to get back on the wagon soon enough. Look forward to art and perhaps a video or two going up on my youtube account in the next week or so. The videos will most likely be a video response to my friend's and perhaps a guitar one. I'll also probably disable comments from people who aren't my friends because I don't really need to be subject to derrogatory comments posted by people with names such as "GangstaShit" and "IAMBETTERTHANYOU6", better known as the irreverant brats lacking in brain matter and ball mass.

"A mounds bar is not a sprinkle. A Twizzler is not a sprinkle. A jolly rancher is not a sprinkle sir!"

It's gonna be legend-... wait for it...

2008-08-25T00:06:00.000-04:00

"and I hope you're not lactose intolerant because the second half of that word is DAIRY!"

So yesterday was my 19th birthday and it was calm, quiet, and smirnoffy. I got a couple of phone calls from my Simcoe Country area relatives, my grandfather and my aunt Linda to be precise. My parents got me a bottle of smirnoff vodka and these jelly belly cocktail flavoured mixers. [I also got fifty bucks from them and twenty bucks from my grandparents] <3

Well! Let's get started on this update and I feel like writing it out quickly. Here goes!

Sun, Aug 17: I slept all morning, left for work at the Super EX at 3:30 pm and got home at around 12:00 am. Stayed up for a while, happy about the day off the next day.

Mon, Aug 18: Slept in a lot, caught up on some drawings, dealt with a lot of personal mumbo jumbo. Around 3:00 am, while I was watching some Bill Hicks comedy skits on youtube, I heard some scratching noises coming from my window. I looked over expecting to see one of my cats stuck in the basement window well trying to get in, but no, oh no no no. You know what was there, poking it's adorable yet terrifying little head into my bedroom? A SKUNK. It fell into my basement and I ran upstairs.

Tues, Aug 19: My 12 hour shift at work. That's all I did that day. Bus, Work, Bus, Sleep. No eatting. D: Skunk still in basement, haven't done laundry.

Wed, Aug 20: Slept all day, worked until night, ate some sasuage at the Super EX, bus home, sleep. Skunk STILL in basement, clothes starting to smell.

Thur, Aug 21: Today was my cousin's 16th birthday so I left her a message on her facebook. Didn't sleep most of the day, went to work, bussed home, and slept. Skunk still in room, started stealing mother's clothes.

Friday, Aug 22: Skunk finally caught in trap and taken away, able to go back into room [Room was destroyed by drunk neighbours trying to get skunk out]. Went to work, bus, sleep.

Saturday, Aug 23: Went to the Super EX in the morning with family, went on a bunch of rides [I loved The Polar Express and The Tip Top the best, crazy spinning rides, laughing insanely]. Was supposed to work, got sick, went home, probably going to get fired, don't care, I'm so done with that job. [I'm allergic to lemons anyway]

TODAY: Yeah, went to LCBO, got vodka. Finished colouring a picture, that's all. xD

That's about it, until I get my cheque, tell my manager I quit, give my bloody scarred hands time to heal from the ounslaught of citric acid. Oh, and I also seriously need to organize this mess of an office/room, damn drunks and skunks. I guess I can always include my shopping list for when [if] I get my cheque soon. Right off the bat, $100 or so dollars goes towards getting my electric guitar and amp kit. After that, it's new clothes, art/school supplies, and paying my LCBO Card Application Fees.

Well, I need to use the washroom, so I'm out.

SMIGGILEY.

"I can't believe this whole time it was you guys; I've been blaming Really Tan Dancing Leotard guy"

Don't tell me. We're about to go over a huge waterfall.

2008-08-16T05:27:00.000-04:00

"Yep."
"Sharp rocks at the bottom?"
"Most likely."
"...Bring it on."

Okay...wow. I really need to stop making so many blogs on so many sites, but I can never find a host that I really like and I still have tons of dead blogs free-floating around the net from when I was in my scary pre-teen/mid-teen years. [I say yhuck, can you say yhuck?]

*whispers* psst, the H is silent.

I guess this'll be my main one from now on, I'll probably write in this one if I remember too, but I'm pretty busy in life. I've got these shifts at work where I don't get home until close to 1 in the morning [I work events as a server]. I'm working 8 days at this one event, 7 of those days I work from around [this counting the time and effort it takes me to get there from my house and back] 3:30 pm until 12:30 am. [My actual working hours are 4:45 pm until 11:05 pm]. I have one day where I'll be working from 11 am until 11 pm [translating to 9:45 am until 12:30 am].

It's not that I'm complaining about the work; HELL! I get as much free product as I want and if it's really dead and I've completed all my duties of jobliness, I crack out my clipboard of paper, my art supplies, and I DRAW UNTIL MY WRIST EXPLODES. Also, Since the event I'm working at is The Ottawa SuperEX, my kiosk has been conviently set up right beside and infront of the rollercoaster and dropride, so I get to laugh at the people's humourous screams. Unfortunately, I'm close to a Beavertails kiosk, and that makes me very hungry all throughout the evening. Atleast I'm close to the toliets; lemonade goes right through you.

I should make a decent amount of money this coming week and a half, just in time for my 19th birthday! :D It's no big deal really, turning 19, 20 will be the "Oh my I am no longer a teenager, wicked!" realization. The only real thing I'm looking forward to, other than quality time with family and friends, is finally being able to purchase my own wine and cosmopolitan mixers instead of having to bother friends and family [sending them out with my money to purchase it and all]. It'll be way more convienient for both parties that way.

There's not much that I'm looking forward to about 19 as in terms of new glittery aspects. I mean, I don't smoke cigarettes so I won't be purchasing them, nor any other Tobbaco-ey products. Mayhaps working on getting my driver's licence; although with the gas crisis, I'd rather bus or train to my destinations. [I'm more of a GoGreenie anyway]

I am happening to be very uncomfortable right now in this crap chair, I haven't slept since I got off from work. I'll catch a few hours later on after I eat, shower, do all that good hygenic stuff that needs to be done. I should've just left the uploading of my new art up onto my Deviantart account until I was finished working, but my inner-self was screaming, "Do it now or I'll curb-stomp you!".

So yet again I heave a sigh, being bitterly defeated by myself, and force myself to upload some more artsie-fartsieness as a last ditch effort to save my puny jaw from being crushed and my puny teeth from exploding all over the streets of lesser OB. Great, how come all I can picture now is that damned alliagator? You know, the one that's all stuck in the toliet from The Simpsons, and it crunches Abe's false teeth into tiny bits all over the place? ...Yeah, that one.

-dies laughing-

Well, this is it for my first Blogspot entry. It's probably the most decent entry I've ever written; which is sad. Better try and get some sleep, damn these muscles.

Higginsss Out! :D

"Okay, why does she even HAVE that lever?"