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Hanging with Lexy, and she found this video.

A friend said that russian rap sounds ridiculous.

I agree, and this video isn’t russian rap…

But after the rap, we had to know that there was some other russian music other than the ridiculousness of a guy wearing a silver skull half-mask and thinking he’s the shit. ‘

Here it is.

 

Answers From Randomized Music

Hey all! I challenge you to complete this test, because this can be really funny 😀 (This means you Lexy)

I saw this on another’s profile, and thought it would be interesting to try 😀 I used my phone, as I have all my music on it.

iPod About You Test.

1] Put your iPod/MP3/iTunes, et cetera on shuffle.

2] For each question, click the next button to get your answer.

3] You must write that song down no matter how silly it sounds.

4] The artist of the song goes in brackets (]) next to the song.

5] You can put any comments in parentheses next to the song.

6] Put it on your profile.

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What would you say about your boyfriend/girlfriend?

Drunken Lament [Ludo]

(I hope that this means that any future boy/girlfriend of mine will be funny and someone who I listen to when I want to cheer up, not that I’ll be sad and drunk with them… or that he/she/I will be drunk and needy through the relationship)

What is the first thing you say in the mornings?

Love Cats [The Cure]

(I wish I could have a cat [ALLERGIES]… but usually my first thing I say is “mph…” or “NNNNnnnnnnnn….” If I’m feeling REALLY unwilling to get up)

Your teacher is…

Breakaway [Kelley Clarkson]

(I would like to get away from ONE of my teachers… Will deal though :D)

What’s written on your class’s blackboard?

Here without you [3 Doors Down]

(considering a good portion of my classmates only show up occasionally, that’s funny 😀 They’ll never see the message)

How would you describe your neighbors?

A Moment like this [Various Artists]

(They haven’t eaten any of my stuff since I got back, so I’ll assume it’s a happy thought… unless it’s about how some people wait a lifetime for a moment like this, and could have gone another lifetime without someone you don’t know or really like eating your food)

What would your best friend say about you?

Riot [Three Days Grace]

(… 😀 I’ll take that as more fun than dangerous or sketchy)

How do you feel right now?

Just Because [Jane’s Addiction]

(Well, that’s as good an answer as “I dunno” or a shrug… or even “fine.” Amused would also work right now :D)

What’s on your bedside table right now?

Memory [Cats]

(Yes I have Cats {musical} music… and I guess memory would work. Aloe plant I finally remembered to ask for, a fork and two spoons I need to remember to clean up, and a variety of pills to make sure I don’t get scurvy or anything :D)

What did you do when you woke up this morning?

Step Into a World [Dance Much 1997]

(Wow, rather poetic there… ) {also could be [Much Dance 1997]*shrugs*}

When you open your wardrobe you see…

Numb [p!nk]

(I still have a lot of my clothes in my suitcase from over the break 😛 “Like the coldest winter I am frozen from you… you make me so numb” very little clothing in there :D)

What did you say after you last attended a concert?

Cut the Curtains [Billy Talent]

(Perhaps code for “GET BACK HERE! ENCORE!”)

If you had to write a Twilight fanfiction right now, what would it be titled?

Woo Hoo [Kill Bill Volume 1]

(What’s this? Is my phone gaining sarcasm? Because though I write fanfiction, I believe that if I was made to write a Twilight ffn my family would be able to figure out how happy about it I would be :P)

A song you would sing at your school’s talent show is…

Love Train [Big and Rich]

(Hah! That’s fun :P)

Your life’s theme song would be…

Whatsername [Green Day]

(Ouch, but understandable 😛 Not many people remember my name (difficult name to remember—it’s odd) and I’m not the kind of person to slap you in the face with my personality 😀 But I hope that in regards to the lyrics, I’m someone who you’d regret not keeping in touch with)

How would you describe what you are doing right now?

Colossal [Wolfmother]

(Not that big a deal actually :D)

If you had to go and jump off a building, what would your last words be?

I love you [Barenaked Ladies]

(Aw, my phone has a sense of humour and can be sweet. It would be sweet that those would be my last words, but I’d prefer to say them while NOT taking my own life… Way to show that I love my family—I’m just going to put them through severe emotional trauma. A boy wouldn’t be worth it.)

Your motto is…

Dogs and Champions [Mighty Mighty Bosstones] (:D I don’t know quite how bad this makes me seem…)

If you could buy anything in the world, you would buy…

Covered in Cowardice [Billy Talent]

(I guess true… I wouldn’t know what to buy 😀 I’m fine wimping out of the decision :P)

What did you dream about last night?

Amsterdam [Coldplay]

(Amsterdam is beautiful, and has gorgeous buildings and a fascinating history. I would like to go there one day.)

If someone says “Is this okay?” you say…

Don’t Go Knockin’ On My Door [Britney Spears]

(Wow, if my ‘motto’ doesn’t make me seem a bit of a bitch, this does… But then again, unless it’s directly involving me, I have no responsibility towards others decisions. I can give my opinions, but I didn’t force them to do anything, so Britney is right :P)

How would you describe yourself?

Rebel Yell [Billy Idol]

(Right, rebellious 😛 And yelling… I’m just soooo loud. )

What do you look for in a guy/girl?

Love me Do [The Beatles]

(Also, ‘I Want to Hold Your Hand’The Night Before’ we ‘Come Together’, ‘Oh! Darling’, ‘I Want You’, ‘I Need you’, with you ‘I feel fine‘Eight Days a Week’, because in ‘The End’All you Need is Love’… I can be romantic and use Beatles songs too 😀)

How do you feel today?

Champagne for my real friends, Real pain for my Sham friends [Fallout boy]

(Didn’t I already answer this? Oh, it’s today, not right now… Does this mean I want to drink with my friends? That’s a yes, but it’s Monday and I have class early tomorrow:D)

What is your life purpose?

Behind these Hazel eyes [Kelly Clarkson]

(Which makes sense because I have blue eyes… maybe my life purpose is to get people to actually notice things… fits with my visual art classes)

What is your motto?

Littlest Things [Lily Allen]

(Littlest things, notice them good or bad… and yet another question I thought I answered… well at least this one is a little nicer :D)

What do your friends think of you?

Always where I need to be [The Kooks]

(Aww… sweet, and now I’m tempted to send this to my friends… maybe not :P)

What do your parents think of you?

Home [Three Days Grace] (I’ll take the title as the answer rather than the lyrics , unless they’re planning on leaving me the house :P)

What do you think about a lot?

Name [Goo Goo Dolls]

(??? Um, sort of true I guess??? I remember mentioning to my friends at some point that I sometimes don’t like my name, and they suggested I use one of my middle names instead, but I think Elizabeth and Rose would be weird to go by as well :P)

What do you think of your best friend?

My Humps [Black Eyed Peas]

(Wow. I really don’t 😛 But the rules say post it regardless of how ridiculous it is)

What do you think of the person you like?

Friend of Mine [Lily Allen]

(I don’t like anyone right now, but if they were a friend it would be great :D)

What is your life story?

Mr. Moran [Mighty Mighty Bosstones]

(I got offended at first, because my mind changed it to “Mr. Moron” 😀 I’ll let the fam try to dissect this on their own :P)

What do you want to be when you grow up?

Conquest [The White Stripes]

(Um, not really 😛 Be seen as someone valuable? Yes. Be someone’s conquest? No. Conquer people? Not really.)

What do you feel when you see the person you like?

Strawberry Swing [Coldplay] (That’s sweet :P)

What will you dance to at your wedding?

For No One [The Beatles]

(Hm. I was thinking more the Macarena right now.)

What is your biggest fear?

Moving Pictures [Fallout Boy]

(HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Art student: right here. Film studies class last semester XP)

What is your biggest secret?

Wrap your arms around me [Barenaked Ladies]

(I feel like it would be funnier if it was just the band name 😀 No, Lexy, mom, and anyone else reading this, I don’t have a secret bf or gf or sex friend or anything :P)

What do you think of your friends?

Big Dumb Rocket [Our Lady Peace]

(I’ll take that as ‘favorite song’ kind of affection rather than… well… but HEY! They take me places :D)

What song will they play at your funeral?

Don’t Phunk with my heart [Black Eyed Peas]

(I’d like to believe that at my funeral I’d be able to get some laughs, even if it’s from odd funeral music choices)

Any last words?

Goodbye Grace [Spirit of the West]

(Goodbye Grace. I wish I knew someone named Grace… actually I think I do, and I didn’t like her that much, except that she taught me something funny about squirrels.)

I hope that someone else decides to do this, It’s pretty funny 😀

I Laugh at Unfortunate Things

I have a bit of an issue when I rewatch movies…

I laugh at unfortunate things.

For example, I was watching X-Men Origins: Wolverine earlier, and in the beginning, where kid Wolverine gets all pissed off and starts screaming, looking at those new spiky claws bursting forth from between his knuckles…

I was laughing.

Laughing pretty darn hard. Dramatic kid acts dramatically.

Later, when there’s the dramatic parting between Victor and Jimmy/Logan, I’m giggling a fit, and as soon as it scene flashes to the Canadian Rockies, I’m still giggling, this time about how he’d like “I’m going to get away from the fighting… now where to do tha–CANADA! Canada! Of course!”

Of course, Canada… and then, after he decides to go Canadian, he also decides to be a lumberjack.

That’s not a cliché old Canadian job at all XD

In other movies, a character dies dramatically, I giggle, A very sad parting between two characters that you KNOW should be together.. giggles again..

I think it’s because in the first time I watch a movie, I have all of myself distracted by the moving-pictures of newness to attract all of my attention, making me try to think ahead as to what’s going to happen (because I like to spoil ‘surprises’ for myself.. I usually guess right. I do this for books as well).

The second or third or whatever time around, I blame the giggles on my humour mixed with Sanity’s humour and Insanity’s humour.

Aha, I know that part of you, if you’ve read other posts of mine, are thinking “Right, Insanity and Sanity again, huh?”

But I also know that those same thoughts are thinking “Um, Sanity has a sense of humour?”

Yes, Sanity has a sense of humour.

And it’s very close to Insanity’s idea of it, especially in regards to movies.

Insanity can find humour in pretty much anything, and Sanity finds humour out of ridiculous things… like a kid yelling out while looking like they’re acting.

This leads to both laughing over stupid parts of movies that, if you were watching it get filmed on its own, you’d be giggling as well.

That usually causes me to giggle at cartoons as well, when a character says something that, when I think about them saying it in a studio, makes me laugh.

This is why any thoughts about acting–vocal or otherwise– have always been dashed.

My Mom can help me in convincing you of this, as she can tell you multiple times that I thought Id be clever and lie to her, and will have a serious face for about 2 seconds after I lie…

And then I’ll burst into giggles.

There’s some more inappropriate giggling…

A Joke to Sanity and Insanity. 2

I liked the other one, so here’s another.

_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~

Me: Okay then, let’s try this one more time…

Sanity: Whatever you say… you should be studying for your midterm though, rather than trying to tell bad jokes.

Me: How do you know it’s going to be a bad joke? That’s kind of rude…

Insanity: Ahahahahaha! I totally got that one, great joke!

Sanity: that wasn’t a joke.

Insanity: Hah! That’s what you think! You just don’t have the mind to understand such sophisticated jokes…

Me: Um…

Sanity: And I know it’s going to be a bad joke. I know all of your jokes. They;re all written down. A joke someone already knows is a bad joke. You likely won’t be able to even finish a short cliche joke without being interrupted by this one. *points to Insanity*

Insanity: Hey! I’m not a bad joke!

Me: Whatever…

Insanity: Tell another joke already! Amuse me, Minion! *points at me*

Sanity sighs.

Me:  Um. Okaaaaay there… how about….

Sanity: Not that one. That one’s particularly bad.

Me: What? What do you know?

Sanity: A lot. Not that one either.

Me: *frustrated* Fine! Knock Knock!

Silence.

Sanity: Seriously?

Me: Yes. Knock. Knock. *raises eyebrows*

Silence.

Me: well?

Sanity sighs.

Sanity: Who’s the–

Insanity clamps hands down on Sanity’s mouth.

Insanity: SHHHHHHHHHHHH! *whispers* They’ll hear you…!

Sanity raises an eyebrow at Insanity.

Insanity: *still whispering* They’re following me. Don’t let them know anyone is home!

Me: But–

Insanity jumps and slaps a hand over my mouth as well.

Insanity: Are you insane!!!! BE QUIET!!!!!!!!! oops. I mean, *Whispers* Be quiet…….!

Sanity: But it’s just a joke, one person says Knock Knock, the other says Who’s there, and–

Insanity: AAH! You let them know that we’re here!!! I’m DOOMED! Flee! FLEE FOR YOUR LIFE! *runs away*

Sanity and I watch as she runs away, and Sanity turns to Me and raises an eyebrow.

Sanity: I told you so.

Me: shut up.

Sanity: couldn’t even finish a simple knock knock joke…

Me: ‘Snot my fault.

Sanity: No, it’s your minds fault.

Me: you’re part of my mind, so that means you’re partly to blame.

Sanity: Hah! Now that is a joke.

Me: …

-`-`-`-`-`-`

Well then, isn’t that refreshing? Anyone have any other jokes to try telling Sanity and Insanity?

A Joke to Sanity and Insanity.

Me: Okay, you’re a bus driver.

Sanity: I don’t have the required license, and I wouldn’t trust her behind the wheel.*looks skeptical*

Insanity: *grins* Ahahaha! Carry on. *Serious look*

Me: whatever. You’re the driver of a bus, and 10 people come on.

Sanity: okaaay…

Insanity: WAIT!

Me: What?

Insanity: *serious* Does the bus have four wheels…?

Me: Um, yes…?

Insanity: …Of cheese?

Sanity writes that down. I think for a moment.

Me: Yes, someone brought on 4 wheels of cheese onto the bus. CONTINUING! At the next stop, 3 people get off, and 7 people get onto the bus.

Sanity: Were there any people on the bus initially? Before the first 10 people came on?

Insanity: Did the person with the cheese get off?

Me: No, no one was on the bus in the beginning, and yes, the person with the cheese left.

Sanity nods.

Insanity: Ah. Continue.

Me: At the next stop, another 3 people get off, and… 13 people get on. At the next stop, 1 person gets off, and 7 people get on, at the next stop, another 2 people get off and 11 people get on, and at the next stop 3 people get off and a crowd of 16 gets on.

Insanity: Wow, popular bus isn’t it? and that’s AFTER the cheese lady gets off… how strange… *Shakes head* What’s the world coming to?

Me: um, okay… I’m going to finish this joke soon… um–

Sanity: Before you continue, please realize that most busses can hold 52 to 56 people at once. The current passenger count is– *checks notebook*–52.

Me: Um, okay?

Sanity: I’m simply making sure you’re keeping count. It’s important you know.

Me: Um… Okay there. It’s just a joke, calm down…  then three people get off, and another two people get on. Now I have one question for you.

Sanity waits patiently, while Insanity tries to peek at Sanity’s notebook for the answer.

Me: What colour is the Bus Drivers eyes?

Sanity blinks. Insanity is still trying to look at her notebook. Sanity thinks for a while. Finally:

Sanity: …Blue.

Insanity: What??? How could you know that???!?! *outraged* EEEEHNN! Wrong! *Insanity starts to count her fingers silently, lips moving*

Me: um, actually Sanity got the joke, you see I said–

Insanity: HAH! No, it’s a trick question! Trying to fool me like that, what do you take me for? Do you think I’m crazy or something?

Sanity: Yes.

Me: How do you figure that?

Sanity turns to a new page in her notebook and raises a pen, ready for the answer.

Insanity: Well how are we supposed to know what kind of pen the bus driver writes with? Hmm?

Me: what?

Sanity: What do writing utensils have to do with the question?

Insanity shoves a hand down the front of her shirt, rummages for a moment, and pulls out a handful of pens held together by an elastic band.

Insanity: Look, I use red pens for my ‘a’s and a green pen for my ‘u’s and this pretty orange one for my ‘x’s, but how am I supposed to know what colour to use for the ‘i’s? Hmm? That changes CONSTANTLY!

Me: what?

Sanity takes a deep breath after she finishes writing.

Sanity: When she said eyes, she meant eyes like what you use to look at things, mot ‘I’s like written letters. The joke is to make you forget that she said that YOU were the bus driver, and that you know your own eye colour.

Me: What?

Insanity blinks at Sanity before giving Me a strange look.

Insanity: Well how the hell would you expect anyone to figure THAT out?

Me: O_O…

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As you can see, sometimes I can’t keep up with either my Sane or Insane sides…

I haven’t written about these two for a while, thought I’d remind you all of them.

Also, I’ve figured out that there aren’t only two rooms in my head, there are three. One side for Sanity, the other for Insanity, and one in the middle as neutral (Me) territory. That way Insanity and Sanity don’t have to invade each others turfs, and therefore affect each other… No, they leave all that to me.

*sigh*

Good luck to all Nano-ers, and as an experienced Nano-er, listen to your Insane sides and let them loose on the page, but let your Sane sides help keep you from putting off working on it or from making a detour from your plan of having this character or that character introduced or killed off. (Insanity likes killing off characters, especially the ones you have due to necessity rather than like)

Also let Sanity into your life to tell you what time you should go to bed. Sanity is regularly poking me and telling me that if I want to get at least 7 hours of sleep, I should go to bed NOW. You won’t always listen (especially in November), but sleep is good and a great way to let your mind wander around Sanity and Insanity’s rooms without getting scared back to your own room. I’m not participating this year as I’m being… *sigh* RESPONSIBLE and dealing with school work over writing. Fanfiction.net followers know of what I am doing to replace that. Check out It’s Green on my profile, same username on ffn.net to see my replacement.

Everyone Wish a GOOD LUCK to Lexy0387 this year in her quest for NaNoWriMo dominance, and suggest things to buy Gwynn to distract him that WON’T be bitten in half and swallowed within the first 5 minutes 😀

Ciao

Uh, 13 Doodle, We have a Code Brown in Balsam

My job this past summer was working as a Maintenance Worker at Grundy Lake.

I wasn’t the person who would direct you to your site.

I wasn’t the person who helped you change sites and sold you firewood.

I wasn’t the person who put on the nature shows, telling you about bears, and bugs, and what’s what about nature.

I didn’t guide you through any of the free trails Grundy has to offer, pointing out interesting things along the way.

I wasn’t the person who told you to quiet down from partying at midnight.

I wasn’t the person who told you you have to leave your site at 2, and do you realize it’s 2:30?

I wasn’t the person who you called to deal with your noisy neighbours, who also happened to be cutting branches from the forest for their fire.

I wasn’t any of these people, but I was the person who made sure you would want to come back.

I was the person who kept the main attraction clean.

Yes, I do mean that I made sure that branches weren’t overgrowing the roads and the sites.

Yes, I do mean that I mowed grass and trimmed the trails.

Yes, I do mean that I clipped back those prickly bushes from by the parking lots, and around your site.

But when I say that I keep the main attraction clean, I do not mean nature.

I mean the toilets.

You might say I deal with the real ‘business’ of maintaining the Park.

You may laugh, scoff at the idea that the toilets are the main attraction, but would you be so willing to go camping if the only option while camping with a little more than 100 other campers (in your AREA) was a couple of thunder boxes?

This is a hole, dug approx. 6 feet into the ground, with a box with a hole in it set on top. Bring your own toilet paper, and a flashlight if it's dark.

Grundy is known for it’s privacy ratings, but we can’t exactly make this private… every once in a while we have to go and fill in the hole, dig another one a little ways off, and put the box back on top. Putting another box, or some other kind of privacy thing around it wouldn’t work.

Yes, While the back-country sites have thunderboxes, their excuse is that they are for the people who want to go roughing it. That is for the people who want to canoe across the lake with their suff, and set up tents where they can find flat places. I think there are about 4 or 5 backcountry sites in Grundy… We don’ have to go there and clip it back, we leave that to the Rangers close to the area (Ontario Parks Rangers, a summer job for people who are turning 17 the year they sign up for it, free room and board and food, minimum wage.)

For everyone else, there are the outhouses.

We clean the outhouses.

We clean them every day.

We sweep them out, get rid of webs, wipe down the seats (with cleaning spray and a rag) to each and every set of outhouses.

There are 36 sets, I believe, in Grundy.

3 of those sets are set up as one side of one outhouse is mens, and the other is women’s.

The rest have two outhouses at each spot, which means that there are 66 individual outhouses that two Maintenance workers clean.

Every day.

 

This is what one Grundy Lake outhouse looks like. Right next to it, another would be set up, but for girls. Singles would be one of these buildings, with one gender for each door.

We also paint these when the paint starts getting cracked… I think I painted about 6 sets of outhouses this past summer. My coworkers complained about t, but I liked painting them. It used up time, and I like painting in general.

The inside looks like this... But this summer we painted the insides cream rather than green.

The toilets at Grundy actually flush as well, which was nice until I realized that it means that It can also get clogged.

Ladies flushing pads, and moms (and dads too) flush diapers… Why YES it’s the perfect size to go down that hole, now lets flush it… oh, right, that adds water and makes it expand! Oh gosh, it’s clogged!

What a surprise.

Really.

Anyway, while working, we drive around in the MNR trucks, and when we get radio calls (all students were 13 _your name_, and if you were calling someone, lets say their code name was 3-4, you would say “3-4 read 13 _your name_” and end with “13 clear”. Calls for you from this person would be “13_your name_ read 3-4” ), and one of the most common were for Code Browns.

Can you guess what it is?

Well, it’s when someone misses in a big way.

I figure that some of these people are holding themselves up while taking a dump, otherwise how did they get it all over the seat? On the floor? On the walls? (methinks this last one is some REALLY upset stomach)

I’m certain some kids think it’s funny to poop in awkward places, because I found a present behind one of the toilets once.

Yeah. my pictures look kind of unreal, and not really appropriate… also, for the majority, I haven’t had my camera, and even though I’ve been blogging for  while now, I still haven’t gotten to the point here I can see poop n the floor and splattered on the walls and think “Hey, I should get a picture of that.”

For the really bad ones we use a pressure washer (water tank in back of truck), but otherwise use a ‘bunny tail’.

This is a Bunny tail. No rabbits were harmed for the use of this.

Yeah. Bunny Tail is how I was introduced to it.

It’s gross, and there’s a lot of groaning about it, but we do it.

There are risks.

The nauseating smell, the campers who complain in he first place, the risk of a backwash of ‘shit-mist’ from the pressure-washer (hide behind door is the preferred method), along with the feeling of “Oh, nooooooo!” when the pressure washer runs out of gas and you have to leave the Scene of the Crime to get more….

But we do it.

Because we are the Maintenance workers.

We wear our coveralls with pride.

We clomp in our Steel-toed boots knowing that we’ve done a job-well-done.

While in our trucks, we still wave to campers, even knowing that there’s a certain percentage of assholes out there among you who we will have to deal with, them and their shit, and are happy when people wave back.

Yes, we wonder if the reason you smiled so widely is because you know we have to go clean up the smear you left behind, or if perhaps its because you’re happy that that Code Red (only on the female side, guess what it is) will soon be cleaned up, but we wave and smile anyway. (P.S. we are actually required to wave in the beginning, but after a week or so you get used to it and do it intentionally)

No, we are not Gate workers, we are not Naturalists, we are not Park Wardens.

We are Maintenance workers.

We clean up your shit.

Sex from a Sandwich? A very WTF Moment

Today as I was sitting down for dinner in the Cafeteria, a chicken Shwarma wrap in front of me, I noticed that the people around me seemed to be glancing around, in one direction in particular. My friend with me noticed this, and we both looked around for what the hell had people rubbernecking.

After a little while of trying to figure it out, I noticed an odd noise… It sounded a bit like someone was trying to talk around food, or were trying to talk with their mouth closed…

Well, in general, there was a lot of “mmmph, mmmnnmn….Mnmmm”s. It actually sounded a bit awkward.

When we saw where it was com in from, it levelled up in the awkward scale.

It was a girl, eating a sandwich.

And moaning over it.

-_-

I’m a food appreciator. I was raised by my family to be a true foodie. But I don’t think I’ve ever been as vocal as THAT over the amazing things my parents dish out, let alone over a sandwich.

Let alone over a cafeteria-sold sandwich.

It was just very awkward. Usually me and my friends would hand out in the caf for a while even after we were done eating, but because of the awkwardness of this girl sitting a few tables away, we rushed and left as quickly as possible…

It was a very WTF moment.

Has anyone else had the awkward experience of an over-appreciative eater?