Digital dullness

Home alone, bored and still sick, i've decided to actually use this time to post some pictures. Why? I dunno. Those who care have probably already seen them. But still, it's a time waster and it sure is fun to add horrible, unfunny captions! Plus, hotmail is being mean. Stupid, mean hotmail.

Now, on with the show.



It may look like a lighthouse, but it's really a hardcore S&M shop. Trust me. I still go back to make sure, at least once a week.


Good thing: I can write my name on the sidewalk better than i can write it on paper
Bad thing: The colour of my urin is really starting to scare me


When it comes to McDonald's, nothing stands in the way of Aaron. Not even a group of youngsters on a class trip. In fact, nothing brings a smile to his face more.


It's a standing tall contest, and Aiesia lost.


This is 'August' of my Bryan Harn calendar. I'm seriously serious*.


What did they do to you poor Batmen?


"I wish for Andre to get a new hat..." *hint hint*


Are you calling it a liar?


I think we missed it.


Me love sky pictures.


DUH


Captionless... i don't wanna ruin the moment.

Well, that's it for now. Godspeed and look out for more typical photos of usual things in a future post.

*this one's for you, Bry!

Sick and tired (and sick again)

I was ready to come back with a bang, to bring a certain Juice McNizzle flair to the internet that only Juice McNizzle can bring.

And then i got the flu. And strep throat. And tonsillitis. All at the same time.

So here i am, reporting from home, heavily medicated (i still hate drugs, just in case you thought my opinion changed from my last post) and off sick from work. Ah, work. Don't even get me started on that.

Rant begin.

I miss swallowing (shut up) and eating. I miss free time even more. My job has required a fucking large amount of work for a 9-5 job. I'm sorry, that's misleading. It's SUPPOSED to be a 9-5 job, but most days i walk into the house well after 7, or even 8, and without having a lunch hour. I'm being pushed, and pushed and i cannot take much more. I'm exhausted. 11 hours is a long time to be delivering furniture in the blistering (for north new brunswick, anyways) heat. It's even longer when i have to do it 4-5 days a week (plus one day of in-store work).

That's only one problem i've been having there, but i'm just glad to have some time off. The doctor said if i worked any more i'd end up in the hospital. I guess it was pretty bad.

Rant over. Didn't i say don't get me started? Listen to me next time.

Fucking scary. Really fucking scary. This would actually stop me from watching Toy Story if i wasn't in love with it and everything Pixar. It's been sitting in our mall for years. I can see why. Who the hell would want that.

Well, i would. Hello collectors item! But i would have to cover it with a blanket. Or perhaps a shed.

I think that's it from me. I'll be back soon with many pictures and some actual stories of interest. Well, i can promise stories. Nothing else. As for now, i'm off to rest and then to send out many important e-mails (keep an eye out, Harn-guy!).

Take care, and sorry for the grammar... and the topics... and posting in general.

Relief

Today has been over a year in coming. I can finally let some things off my chest.

About a year ago, after much pain, i got a MRI done due to my migraines. That was an experience itself (damn loud, clunky machines... damn you to hell). Shortly after that appointment (ha, shortly) my family doctor wanted to see me. They found out what could've been causing my migraines.

A brain tumour.

Oh, such fun! And even more fun was that i was left with that info for a year. Nothing else. All i could do was wait for the specialist. And wait is what i did. It's been stressful. It's all i could think about most of the time. The only good thing that came out of the wait is that we found out it wasn't cancer. That's a bonus no matter how you look at it.

Anyways, long story short, i guess the lump on my brain isn't much to worry about since the doctor avoided almost 100% of my questions. I was in and out so fucking fast. It's actually quite frustrating, because i still don't know what it all means. The lump, what it can do and what am i supposed to do about it. But at least i got something. Lots of pills.

I hate pills. I hate them. I hate them. I hate them.

I know some people out there will be upset about me not telling them (understatement). That's a fact. But there was never a chance to bring it up and i didn't want to bother people with it. I guess if people get mad it's well deserved. But understand where i'm coming from. Besides, it's not really all that important.

Just right now i'm happy to find out SOMETHING, so i figured i shouldn't hold back anymore. And that's honestly the biggest relief of all, no matter how corny it sounds.

Other than that, stuff has been going nuts. Lots of writing needs to be posted here along with pictures. Hundreds of them. Sound tasty? You bet.

So i'm back. Get ready for the McNizzle.

Godspeed.