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The Mission:
Complete 101 preset tasks in a period of 1001 days.
The Criteria:
Tasks must be specific (ie. no ambiguity in the wording) with a result that is either measurable or clearly defined. Tasks must also be realistic and stretching (ie. represent some amount of work on my part).
My list:
( 101 Goals in 1001 Days )
Comment here and repost a blank one on your own journal.
01) Are you currently in a serious relationship?
02) What was your dream growing up?
03) What talent do you wish you had?
04) If I bought you a drink what would it be?
05) Favorite vegetable?
06) What was the last book you read?
07) What zodiac sign are you?
08) Any Tattoos and/or Piercings? Explain where and what.
09) Worst Habit?
10) If you saw me walking down the street would you offer me a ride?
11) What is your favorite sport?
12) Do you have a Pessimistic or Optimistic attitude?
13) What would you do if you were stuck in an elevator with me?
14) Worst thing to ever happen to you?
15) Tell me one weird fact about you.
16) Do you have any pets?
17) What if I showed up at your house unexpectedly?
18) What was your first impression of me?
19) Do you think clowns are cute or scary?
20) If you could change one thing about how you look, what would it be?
21) Would you be my crime partner or my conscience?
22) What color eyes do you have?
23) Ever been arrested?
24) Bottle or can soda?
25) If you won $10,000 today, what would you do with it?
27) What's your favorite place to hang out at?
28) Do you believe in ghosts?
29) Favorite thing to do in your spare time?
30) Do you swear a lot?
31) Biggest pet peeve?
32) In one word, how would you describe yourself?
33) Do you believe/appreciate romance?
34) Favourite and least favourite food?
35) Do you believe in God?
36) Will you repost this so I can fill it out and do the same for you?

I went to see Elliott Brood on Thursday night. The show was SO GOOD. I was totally bummed that I couldn’t see Oasis and Ryan Adams in London (though the show has been postponed, yes!) so this Elliott Brood show was really the only thing getting me through the trials and tribulations that were Orientation Week.
They totally, totally delivered.
Not only did they play a killer set-list (something like 25+ songs!), but they took the time to set up all these cool lights to make for some awesome ambience. We were treated to “dueling ukeles” and a bunch of Wilco covers. But the best part was near the end of the night, after the crowd had shrunk a bit in size, they busted out a giant laundry bag full of tamborines and pots and pans.
It is one thing to watch a band perform, but it is another thing when you actually feel a part of the performance. Small things like stopping to let the audience sing the chorus really make a show for me. The fact that nearly every audience member was given a tamborine or a pot and spoon to play along with the last few songs was so amazing and memorable. I got to play tamborine and dance along to “Oh, Alberta”! Dream come true! This moment alone put this show in my Top 5 favourite concert moments of all time.
I recorded some video but I was right in front of the speaker, so the sound isn’t the greatest, but hopefully someone enjoys it nonetheless!
SO FUCKED UP. Seriously, fucked up.
It's a little long, but pretty much explains all that happened.
Man decapitates passenger aboard Greyhound bus in Manitoba: witnesses
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At work we have to drive a Toro, which is basically a gigantic riding lawnmower. We have to take it all over Azilda/Chelmsford to cut some of the bigger parks, so when we have to commute to a park off the main stretch of highway, one of us will drive the Toro while someone drives the truck behind it with the flashing light and the hazards on to alert traffic that, duh, there is a teeny tiny vehicle on the road.
Today it was my turn to take the Toro to Bathurst St., so the girls followed behind me in the truck and all was well until we started approaching the street I needed to turn on to. I needed to turn left so I moved into the lane closest to Bathurst and started to slow down. By this point, the truck behind me was STOPPED and had it's LEFT TURNING LIGHT ON. Seeing no oncoming traffic, I start to turn on to Bathurst. BIG MISTAKE. Some impatient asshole decided he didn't want to wait for us to turn so he went to pass us on the left into oncoming traffic (WTF?), EVEN THOUGH THERE WAS A PASSING LANE ON THE OTHER SIDE. He missed me by literally a foot. Had I started turning 10 seconds earlier or had made the turn faster, he would have hit me going 60 KM/h at least, and me being in the Toro I would have been crushed or thrown off. To visualize:

So if it isn't obvious, the green block is me making my turn, the orange block is the city truck with its flashing lights attempting to alert traffic to BE CAREFUL, and the red block is the asshole red car that almost killed me. Please note all the spacious room to pass us safely and legally on the right.
So other than being a little shaken up, I'm ok.
Aside from that, you may have noticed my livejournal name change. I recently acquired a credit card, so I've been catching up on things that I've been meaning to do on the internet that require credit cards (example, order shirts from threadless.com, etc.). I've been wanting to change my livejournal name for awhile now because I've grown out of the simplicity of "eighttrack" and when I saw that "comepickmeup" was up for grabs (one of my favourite Ryan Adams songs) I had to have it. So yes, I was formerly EIGHTTRACK and now I'm COMEPICKMEUP, but I am still the same KT (and more alive than ever!)
Ask me 3 questions. Any 3 questions. I will answer them truthfully! Post anonymously or not anonymously, it is up to you!
Mars ain’t the kind of place to raise your kids
In fact it’s cold as hell
And there’s no one there to raise them if you did
First of all, let's pretend the "willing suspension of disbelief" is in play and it is somewhat reasonable to believe that people could live on mars.
"And there's no one there to raise them if you did"? Umm, how did the kids get there? Wouldn't Elton/Rocketman need to have brought his kids there? Which means he would be there to raise them! Is he expecting other people to be there to raise his kids??? Why can't he raise his own kids on Mars???? Would he really just LEAVE his kids on mars? Is Elton/Rocketman basically admitting to be a dead-beat dad? Are we supposed to believe that Mars is just like a glorified summer camp in the universe where you drop your kids off to play? I JUST DON'T GET THIS PART IN THE SONG. It makes no sense. I don't even know why it angers me. WHY AM I ANGRY OVER THIS.

