So i'm an aunt.  Emily Sarah proulx was born on May 4th 2006 at 11:20 pm.  And yes i did have to push to get the middle name :) But it fits so well.  For everyone eles thats jealous and can't see her or hold her, no feel bad cuz i've had the flu since she's been home so i'm in the same boat.  I've acually left work cuz i was sick.  the first time ever! At least i attemped.  I think everyone in the bar basically told me to get out they thought i was putting my fingers in their drinks. Blowing my nose and making a ceaser at the same time.  What a combo.

 

Well there isn't really anything new here. Darren was just in town, we played guitar for 11 hours striaght.  We ended up at kg's playing on a stage for a hundred people, but when i say stage i mean sitting at a table, and when i say a hundred i mean 5 including the bartender.  But it was good times had by all.

Set list included a tenacious D medley, sexual healing and unskinny bop after everyonther song. 

 

planning a trip to the greater sudbury area hopefully the first weekend of june so all you (wadgers/submarieners) book time off work cuz your boss doensn't like it when you drool on the budget... or fries... until next time fellow homosapians

 

wow, another month has passed and i havn't writen a thing.  Well, my house is updown sidways becuase we just put new floors in, and the next project is to paint. The snow is almost gone here in the wadge so i'm spending my days outside  more and more. I was suppose to go to toronto but that was cancelled :( more tattoo's will have to wait. Mean while, at work i have been promoted to Manager at KG's bar and lounge, came with a raise and a free drink ;) Can't beat that, so when i have more time to write.. until next time.

 

Peace

Another year and nothing learned.  In two days i will be 21 years of age. Legal to drink in the states, and the average age that women got married last year.  Well i won't be doing either anytime soon.  21 in two days and i really didn't think that i would still be in manitouwadge. With my sister pregnant and married! Wow!It still feels like i should be getting up early to go to school and dreading history with Mrs. P.  All the girl friends that i grew up with are moving on, well kelsey, she already had a baby and married, Jen Jens got one on the way, and my good buddy launa has a bun in the oven too.  I've already passed this stage of "left behind" so i went out  and got a dog, less strech marks and you allowed to leave them unattended :) So i guess I am still really imature for my age, or some would argue that i'm wise beyond my years, but i know i still live in manitouwadge and havn't really done anything with my youth but maybe i'm still waiting for a marrige proposal from george clooney!

Alot have people havn't left manitouwadge and are getting along just fine, just to name a few, honourable mention paul hagar, danny pilon, the bowdridge sisters, i can go on, so next time you feel like breaken some balls, shame on you cuz if you can make it in the wadge, you can make it anywhere!

peace and happy jeuxeues birthday date to me

 

OK, so i got a new digital camera.  I've been trying to figure out how to use it for about 2 weeks. This is a digital nightmare.  Its called the DXG-305V  <--- what the fuck!   Its acually called a digital video camera.  So it takes videos, pictures, it records just voice and is a MP3 player. Yes you would think WOW what a great camera! It does everything. Its even metalic blue , my favorite. wrong oh! Ok, i'm sure it has the potential to be the greatest digiatl recording system in the world, but the memory is crap.  i can hold only 2 mp3's! I mean, what is the point of having a mp3 player that only holds 2 songs.  and then it forces me to pick the two songs that i would like to hear over and over.  i hate picking one over the other.  The picture quality isn't the greatest either. Its either too bright or too dark! grr, it never works out.  And it only holds 16 pictures unless you have a memory card.  of course, the dreaded memory card.  Not only do you have to buy the camera but you have to get the memory card too. and god knows how much thats gunna cost!  why couldn't the world stick with film. I bet in a 100 years film will be put in a museum next to the computer your using and a tree. Anyway, once i figure out this camera i will have new picutes posted. Until then, you'll have to put up with my descripive writing!

 

In the past two days I have been faced with a "dilema". When faced with your Boyfriend/Girlfriend's Ex, do you be as polite as possible even when you know that they doin't like you or, do you blow them off and be what they think you are?  Well, i think if the Ex is a friend before the hook up then you are obligated to be a pleasent being. And if they were a close friend then hopefully you would have asked them if you could date their Ex.  But in this situation, I did not even know this women until the hook up, and it was months later when i saw a picture of her to even know what she looked like. 

One night at work, the Ex walked in.  The first time face to face.  When i realized who it was i totally avoided the situation.  But then she began to wisper to someone and point at me as the other kept glacing over.  What the f is that about.  So do i A. go punch her in the mouth or B. Introduce myself and have a civil conversation?

Well in my case i choose C. i again, avoided the situation.  Afterwards i thought about it and came to the conclusion that i don't want to seem passive becuase i don't feel like a passive person.   I can't stand it when someone has a problem with me that doesn't even know what my voice sounds like! Am i avoiding confrontation becuase i want this women to like me? Maybe, but why should I care.  Its not like i want this woman to be my friend, and i don't even have the urge to have a conversation with this women, even before the hook up.

So today i had a phone call from what i think was a telamarketer asking for Mrs. MacNeil, i replyed with  "she dosen't live here anymore!" and i hung up.

Was that appropiate?

Maybe i'm just defensive becuase seeing her accually makes her real, and proving that my boyfriend and her were married.  Its not just a name.  She's real, and a real person that doesn't like me.

Oh well, i guess were all bound to have problems with our's significant others ex's.

Ok, i wish everyone would stop asking me if i voted!!! and before elections people always ask me " are you going to vote?" or, "who are you voting for?".  Dude, NO! Now i know its my country and all that jazz but seriously, i didn't even know who steven harper was or even that he was running for prime minister until i turned on the tv and it said steven harper was the prime minister elect.  And then i thought to myself, oh look at that, he's a conserative (what ever that means!) See, would you want a person like me voting.  I should have voted for the bloc.  No, maybe i should have voted liberal, just becuase i like the name jack.. or is jack with the NDP??? and what the hell is the "new democratic party"? why is it new? whats wrong with the old one?

the way i figure it, canada is much safer in someone eles hands than in mine.  And people say "your vote could make a difference!" Make a difference in what? I don't know what i want.  Ok i want, hmm let me see.... i want people to stop asking me to vote.  I will pay attention to the world and politics at my own pace, maybe when i have a real job with kids that need better schooling, or a sick relative that needs better health care or when i want my dog to have equal rights.

 I never even hear about politics until election time.  So i don't think that people really give a shit about the whole thing either.  The only thing i ever hear is " the government will stick it to you the first chance they get!" ok, so government = bad.  Ok i'm gunna stick with that. 

I do wish i would have followed this years election though, becuase this steven harper fellow looks like a diddler and i was told that he has evil eyes!

Just saying, as a woman, i appreciate the right to vote, but.... i'll just stick to doing the dishes!

IM KIDDING!!

So i havn't really accomplished anything since tommy arrived.  The only thing i've been able to do is clean and sleep while he's sleeping.  When he's awake he occupies all my time.  I guess it doesn't have to be that way.  But i just love him to dealth and i love playing with him.  Today tommy got his first bath! He loved like a cross between a feret and a wet dog. HA.. no no, looked more like a feret.  It proved to be very difficult while me and paula were trying to dry him. Jesse suggested that we put a helmet on him and throw him in the dryer to 10 min.  I bet it would have worked.  Anyway, paula has the pictures on her camara. I'll put them up when i get my paws on 'em.  HA paws!!

anyway, sorry about the puppy blogs

its the only thing thats interesting in the wadge right now

 

peace out ... a town

 

So today kyle went to pick up my puppy and he emailed me pictures of him.  I still don't get him until tomorrow and i can't wait. i Thought i would share some pics with you so you can feel how i'm feeling, he's so F-in cute i want to hug him and kiss him!!!!!!

Someone my age should sleep7-8 hours a night. BOOOO, i need to sleep at the very least 10, i've always slept 10 hours a night. Its what my body is used to. But for some reason, the world will not let me sleep past noon.by 12:01 the phone is ringing and the door is ready to be beat down (becuase i lock it now for that reason). Why can't i sleep past noon.  Does the world not go round unless i'm up at 11:59 groggie and craving pepsi.  I tell people that i sleep late every day and they look at my like i'm lazy or tell me that i should be up early.  FOR WHAT??? The earliest i work is 2pm, and most of the time i work until 2 or 3 am, so its natural for me to sleep later than most beacuse the average person goes to sleep around 11 or so and wakes up at 7.  I eat breakfast at 1, skip lunch and eat dinner at 6:30. So People, i'm not crazy and i hate being woken up by rude telephones and terrible banging on my door.  Would i come knock at your door at 7 in the morning.  HELL NO, becuase i have no interest in what your doing and what time you get up.  SO LEAVE ME ALONE.  When i'm ready for human contact i'll call you or show up at a decent hour. 

sincerliy

consideration

So january in manitouwadge has got to be the most depressing thing next to the absense of egg nogg for the next 10 months.  You may ask " Sarah, dang nabb it, how do yo do it?".

First I tried to have a goal in mind, example: moving out of manitouwadge in the fall.  And that didn't work.  Then i tried Imagining that manitouwadge was the best place in the world and i should be so lucky to live here, what do ya know, that didn't work.  Then the tried the day by day thing, that really didn't work. Then I resorted to beating my head on my basement floor until I would rather complain about manitouwadge rather than do something about it.

So, to occupy my time, i bought a puppy.  I don't get him until the 20th but after that i think he will keep my mind off of the sad exsistence of what is my life in the wadge.  And if that doesn't work, i can always bounce his head on the floor rather than my own.

I"M KIDDING!!!!!!

 

 

 

 

One comment i was givin really made me think. Yes i do hate some bands and also hate some songs from bands that i do like.  I find myself in a tough spot now because i realize that i enjoy some "basic generic" music. But the soul has to be there.  You can tell when a song moves you.  When the hairs on your arm stand up. Or just a sound can bring tears to your eyes. A strain or a crack in the voice of a singer.  A guitar solo and tells a story. A song that is so well put together that you can have it on repeat for hours. A song that reminds you of a special person or moment.

 

I enjoy music that in entertaining. Not something that i can dance to, or listen to while i'm at the bar or socializing.  I like music that i can sit down at home and do absoloutly nothing eles but listen to it. And be entertained, and moved, and maybe even cry. music and emotions are tied together.  I'll admit, if i am in a bad mood, and i hear one thing on a song i don't like, even  if i have never heard it before, i'll never give it a chance. 

and everytime i hear it i will hate it more and more and more. Until eventually i'd heard  it so many times that i have learnt the lyrics for it and i'm singing along with it.

 

I do respect most  bands or artist that i don't like in the sense that they have made it, they do make their living out of music. For example. U2 has been around for decades now. they have no intensions of retiring, all for the love of music, thats why they do what they do because they love music.  But some of their songs make me wanna beat my head in with a sharp hammer. If simple plan makes it past the 2000's,  I'll give them my respect.

 

 

 

 

Back in the good ol' days when i was in college.  Someone came up with the term " Basic Generic".  This term was applied to anything boring or over played if you will.  Let me try to define the words Basic generic.

According to Dictionary.com basic means Elemetary or Simple.  and Generic means common.  So when you combine the two we come up with Elemetary and common.  When we apply this to music,  to which i will today, we come up with common, simple elementary music.

Now what would a defenition be without examples

 

Examples

Fig. 1.

 Britney Spears.

For those of you who don't know who Britney Spears is ( you should be so lucky) let me refresh your memory.  She brang us " hit me baby one more time", " i'm a slave for you" and my favorite. " my porogative".  All these songs have the same thing in common<---- ( common meaning generic) they're all catchy and crappy.  and the sad thing is that every one, even you, knows all the lyrics to at least one of her songs.  She doesn't even write her own music damit.  Some artist.  MY POROGATIVE isn't even a Britney origianl. SO britney, bend over so we can show the world some real entertainment!

 

Fig.2.

christina Augularia

SEE FIG.1.

 

Fig.3.

jessica simpson

SEE FIG.1.

 

FIg.4.

Simple Plan

now that we got the new maddona's out of the way lets move on to new age pop rock with simple plan.  I'd like to praise simple plan for a moment and thank them for coming out of the closet and using simple right in their title.  If you remember my introduction simple meaning elementary or basic.  SO thank you simple plan for teaching my generation that doing your best isn't always the way to go. Now keep following the BLINK 182 band wagon and don't forget to stop and let on sum 41, good charllote.  Their mothers can't drive them to the land of shitty music.  they're late for their AA meeting. 

 

Fig.5.

50 cent

 i really don't like his rapping.  Notice i did say rapping and not rappin'. cuz yes i am white. I love his lyrics " yall nigga's think i'm crazy, you crazy, i an't crazy, you crazy, maybe i am crazy". Geezz 50, can i get you a glass of water? seems like your onto something....... be right back........................................................................... sorry, i was vomiting.

 

so in conclusion, basic generic music is  nausiating and i'm ashamed that we have now taken down disco as the " what the hell were we thinking" award.   we came so far from saturday night fever, but thanks to BEYONCE and her kickin curves, looks like pop music as it stands today will be around for a little longer.  I wish i could give out puke bags.

 

If i could i woud shit on everyone of them. but lets hope that they come to their senses and stop making music.  for them i leave a bath and a toaster.. i hope you do the right thing

 

 

 

i hate snow more than george bush hates iraq.  I hate snow more than i hate coke.. i would drink coke for a year to make the snow go away.  I hate the cold.. i hate the dampness, i hate having to wear long johns.  I hate that i cant drive in the snow.  i hate that no one is here in the winter.  I hate that petro is only open til 10.  i hate that kg's stays open til 1.  i hate people that are not open minded.  I hate drunk people. I hate shoe lacese.  i hate hang nails.  I hate the wet carpet in front of the door.  i hate wednesday nights. i hate the fact that i swollowed my tounge ring last week.  I hate doing laundry. i hate working, i hate people that say  "wha" instead of "pardon me".  i hate the movie sideways and i hate haveing more than one tv remote, one word UNIVERSAL!!!

 

i hate being hungery.      i hate being too full.      i hate cooking.       i hate waiting for someone eles to cook.

i hate that cotten shrinks in the dryer.  i hate that when you want something to shrink... of course it won't.  Why doesn't a watched pot boil... i hate that too. I hate the sayings " cut and dry", "sight on seen", and " around the watercooler".  I hate that when you go out of town, you always have to leave something behind.

i hate many things, but the thing i hate most of all is snow!!!!

ok, tonight i worked.. and kyle got really really really really drunk.  To the point that he went and sat in the truck and waited for me to get off work to drive him home.  When i got to the truck he was passed out in the passenger seat.. with the window rolled down ( it was raining), there was half a sub beside the truck ( and god knows what eles) he passed out sitting up and kinda hunched over.  he woke up just past the churches and he was really confused saying "sharaw is dha cho?? whear hrrrr weeee? howm .. bead.. sheeiik" translation: sarah is that you? where are we? home.. bed.. sick"..    i get him home, in bed he goes.. MUDDy boots and all!! i undress him. and he starts saying "  no pood, dwont wanntwo die denight, I lub ooo!!!"  translation: no good, don't wanna die tonight, i love you!". There were many other things said but i couldn't really make them out. ANyway, it was the funniest drunk i've ever seen!

 

OK, this is the frist friday i have had off that i've been in town for in a hell of a long time..... I think i'm still gunna end up at work but, on the other side of the bar... i wanna be a drunkin idiot like everyone eles.  I was blessed last night to work Freaks and Geeks night.... honorable danny pilon, amazon barbie, paul cabral and marc cormeae..( don't know how to spell) what a night.

so tonight i might take up knitting or get really smashed, it could go both ways.

today i plan to go spend some money, change my guitar strings and find some friends to party with....... i wonder what amazon is doing tonight............. maybe i'll find out where she's gunna be..... and not go there!

peace

in 1999, i was just going into highschool. Now remember, when i was in public school, all my friends were in high school. i'd go for recess, they'd go for smoke break.  Anyway.. i told my parents i was going to the maggot dance, this way i could stay out late. I was going to a keg party, above JR's.  Julie VIlnouve... anyway.  i get to the party which is really full.. the keg is in the bath tub and every body's hunky dory. I was not drinking because i didn't like beer.  Through out the evening 2 people trying to get me to have some beer, they kept saying " keg beer is different" so twice i sipped the magical keg beer, which to me was still starchy sticky beer, and i went about my night.  Soon there was a knock on the door, everyone went quiet. THe door open's and the officer says " julie vilnouve, your under arrest for serving alcohol to minors" and the door closes.. many people then jump out of the fire escape and head to the hermax apartments.... kelsey decided not to use the latter and jump.. silly girl... ( spead eagle/ garbage can)  only a few were left in the apartment, darren being one of them who kept on drinking like a champ. 

the cops pulled me out in the hall and asked if i was drinking.. i said no.. ( cuz i wasn't) then he asked if i was sure. then the newfie and honesty came out in me and i said " i only had two sips"... charged drinking underage (14).  needless to say teddy sheare helped me to get out of it and the cop tore up the ticket.  i cop told me that he was still going to go see my parents.

I go home and scared shitless. my dad said " where were you?" i told him at the maggot dance.  HE was mad at me for somethingi did or didn't do so he grounded me.  so i go to bed shakiing, not becuase of my dad. but becuase my mom is a scary women when she's mad.. she could bring me to tears today if she raised her voice.  as i lay in bed i hear my sister paula come in, who did go to the maggot dance.  she said to my parents..." if sarah would have went to the maggot dance she would have been maggot queen!!!!!" awsome.. big sister paula to the  rescue.. thanks for saving my ass paula!!!

 

I loved the wadie stories!! Defenetly a mildstone when you skinny dip in manitouwadg lake or go drunkin mud boggin in a band new truck!  wait, how's the song go?... the chev got stuck, the ford got stuck, got the chev unstuck when the dodge showed up, but the dodge got stuck in the tractor rutt which eventually pulled out the ford!! call another friend and say come on out here, wh need you, bring your truck... so fitting.  OK i'm got one.

 

It was my 15th birthday, i was planning on getting smashed so i asked my of age brother howard to pick me up some booze. He forgot! and it was too late to get to the liqour store. let alone try to find someone to by it for me.  So i was planning on going over to a friends house to my own getting smashed party with no getting smashed utensiles.  Luckily my friends (kelsey) had bought some for me, as did many many other frineds!!! after showing up at the party ( which was located on otter.. the duplex with the ramp) i remember talking to darcy sage about shoes in the hallway, telling  cristina fatado that i really liked her hair, and then felling really sick.. i went to the back room where i was givin a bucket, amazingly enough, i did manage to vomit in the bucket and for some reason i was really excited that i accomplished this.. so i went to tell everyone so they could be pround friends of a 15 year old drunk, and i tipped the bucket over!!!!!!! HOLY SHIT. it doesn't get any better than that.. next i remember using a really really dirty toothbrush, and i remember waking up on shoes looking a justin mcfarling.......

Ok so i guess not very many people have picked up hitchickers. What about crazy nights in the wadge.  YOu know those nights were everyone started partyn' at the same place but towards the wee hours in the morning  everyone ended up at the hotel for breakfast and no one knows what happend to anyone eles, and barely knew what happend to them.  Or just weird things.  Like this one time i was at a hill party, were there were alot of people drinkin and gettin high, then i see a flash light come over the hill and it was my sister.  And low and behold, my mom came walking up behind her!! Well at this point, i was alittle taken back, as anyone would be, and i said mom, what the hell are you doing here. and she replys "Sssshhh, don't call me mom, just call me B so no one gets freaked out"  wow ever weird, then toppi came over a chilled with her while smoking a joint.  Now if thats not a crazy night.........

gezz i have tons of storys

let me hear yours.................

Have you ever picked up a hitchhicker?? And if you do pick up hitchhickers, do you have a preference? male, female, one or two.  I've heard of a few people picking up hitchhickers and their stories are usually pretty good.  a good example is Gregg the pizza guy, he told me that he once picked one up in 1970, and dude was beside him shappening a knife, gregg asked " what you do with that?" ( with his greek accent), and dude said " none of your business!" Later, gregg found out that he got arrested here in the wadge and was wanted for 2 counts of murder!!! now that's a story.  Anyway, if you have any crazy hitchhicker storys, let me know!!