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- flung by tehmonkey at 6/14/2006 11:49:00 AM
It's been a while
So, long time since I updated last... not that there isn't much to say about the happenings of the monkey... but really there isn't.
Bascially things have been pretty quiet for the most part. The new year came and went with little more then catching bronchitis, christmas in and of itself was a good time and rejoicing was had by all. Started to work at the silvercity again for the first time in a long time, its pretty fun to see all those people again.
Otherwise things have been pretty quiet... and boring for the most part.
So, if you have nothing to do... call me... I r teh bored.
- flung by tehmonkey at 1/30/2006 08:37:00 AM
Wednesday, December 21, 2005
In the air tonight...
There's something about the holiday season that just sparks some sort of pheramonal response in me to be giddy. I don't know if it has to do with the memories of being a little boy, not being able to sleep the night before xmas and waking my parents up at 5:30 in the morning to open presents but either way it makes me pretty damn happy.
This'll be the first xmas in about 4 years since I moved to Windsor that I haven't gone to my Grandparents shortly after xmas morning. Normally, we'd open presents and have breakfast then promptly hop in the car and drive to Toronto. It sucked, hardcore. As much as I love my grandparents and that side of the family the warm soothing comfort of my home was much more inviting.
This year on the other hand my Mom's two sisters and their husbands and my little cousin Allison are spending the holiday with us. Most importantly my Grandmother (my mom's mom) will be there as well, and this makes me immensely happy. I love my Nana to death and it's been forever since I've been able to spend a holiday with her. Given, she won't remember any of it or me for that matter, but the fact she's there will make my Mom very very happy.
A tidbit of backstory for the people not in the know. My Grandmother was diagnosed with Alzheimer's (spelling?) shortly after my grandfather passed away. At first we really didn't notice but the symptoms became pretty obvious after she started to live with us for awhile. In the past year or so she's relocated to a Menonite REtirement home in the county and she has become progressively worse... to the point where she'd ask if she's dead and if this is a dream or if my Mom is her mom. etc etc.
I guess it just goes to show that the little things mean a lot, cause I know this holiday will be really special for my family. It'll be one of those ones that we'll all remember for a long while, methinks.
So, to everyone I haven't said it to yet or won't see for whatever reason (I'm looking at you Trev) Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays and much love from Monkey.
You all are like a second family to me and I wish I could spend the holidays with all of you :) But to sort everything out and be fair we'll get totally fucked up on new years.
Cheers folks.
- flung by tehmonkey at 12/21/2005 10:40:00 AM
Friday, December 16, 2005
Ze goggles... zey do nothing?!
On an aside from the cat hump concerto, I've come to a decidedly interesting epiphany.
What is it? You might ask? I'm not telling.
Nyah Nyah...
On another note, here of is a list of things that bug me at the moment.
1. Aglets. Those stupid little things on the end of shoelaces. 2. Tim Horton's. I love coffee, why must they make it taste so good. 3. Men without Hats. WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU HAVE AGAINST HATS? 4. The word "Internet". Why? It looked at me funny. 5. Websense. Why I can't surf porn at work. 6. The jeans I am currently wearing. There is a small little hole in the bottom of the back pocket, and it makes me self-concious. 7. The guy that is reading over my shoulder right now. Yes, you wierd guy. 8. Politics. Whoever I vote for this election, I lose in some way. 9. MSN. I wish people would see the wonder that is the GMail Messenger. 10. Blogger. Cause I'm not funny enough to post something witty. 11. Blogger. Cause I'm not smart enough to post something controversial. 12. Blogger. Cause I can't seem to find something to be pissed at right now. 13. Adobe Acrobat. I can't save my character sheet, fuck you unregistered version! 14. Dave. Well, he's simoan... why not hate him? You fucking Dadaist bastard. I've got your cheese-eating muskrat sandwich right here! 15. Girls. I. Just. Don't. Get. It. 16. My hair in the morning. It looks like someone took a handful of starch and thought it'd be funny to use my head like a shoebrush. 17. Blogger. Cause I can't think of anything else.
So an old man and woman go to the doctor's. The doctor says to the old man, "Okay, to find out what's wrong with you we need a stool sample, a blood sample, a sperm sample and a urine sample."
The old man replies, "What?"
The Doctor reiterates, "we need a stool sample, a blood sample, a sperm sample and a urine sample."
The old man, once again, replies, "What?"
The Doctor says again, kind of pissed off, "we need a stool sample, a blood sample, a sperm sample and a urine sample."
The old man says, "What?!"
The old lady says to the old man, "Just give him your god damned underwear."
Schmooo
- flung by tehmonkey at 12/16/2005 12:26:00 PM
Monday, December 12, 2005
Time to throw some shit.
K, long and the short of it... I'm sick and fucking tired of all this shit.
So, here's my stance because I'm succumbing to peer pressure and joining the foray of whateverthefuckisgoingon.
I don't care.
I take people based on MY experiences with them. I'm NOT taking sides and nothing anyone can say will make me take a side.
I don't care who you are, what you've done, who you've done it to or what you inserted into you nose on a bet over checkers. I, and this goes for EVERYONE, will treat you how you have treated me and not based on what other people have told me about you.
And as far as this 'book of three' bullshit. The internet is for porn, downloading illegal music and slandering others anonymously, get used to it.
Fin

- flung by tehmonkey at 12/12/2005 11:55:00 AM
Sunday, December 11, 2005
Y'know
You know what people don't talk about anymore?
Pussy farts.
That is all.
- flung by tehmonkey at 12/11/2005 10:43:00 PM
Monday, December 05, 2005
Blogs are silly
It takes too long to see if anyone's updated, so many links to follow with a slow internet connection is kind've annoying. RSS feeds do not even work properly.
On a not so related note, Ever want to be a kid again? Play in the mud, make snow forts, get excited for christmas and not have to worry about much. I miss that, being stressed is kind of aggravating. Can't seem to spell either, it looks like.
I miss being a kid, where i was more worried about what time I had to go to bed then I was about how I looked or what people thought of me. When the nintendo had that supercool lightgun and I'd play duckhunt for hours.
I miss simplicity, for simplicity's sake. So many things are overcomplicated right now and my normal state of perpetual amusement is wearing off. My life has almost been reduced to watching the minute hand of the clock tick. "Well, I can fit in 6 hours of sleep if I do that, and then I won't have to work for four hours." "Oh jeeze its 3 o clock, only 3 hours till I have to leave for class."
This turned out to be a slightly longer post then I planned.
Satan, you know where I lie Gently I go into that good night All our lives get complicated Search for pleasures overrated Never armed our souls What the future would hold When we were innocent
Angels, lend me your might Forfeit all my lives to get just one right All those colors long since faded All our smiles are confiscated Never were we told We'd be bought and sold When we were innocent
This prayer is for me tonight This far down that line and still ain't got it right
And while confessions not yet stated Our next sin is contemplated Never did we know What the future would hold Or that we'd be bought and sold When we were innocent, innocent When we were innocent
Innocent - Fuel
- flung by tehmonkey at 12/05/2005 03:05:00 PM
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