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Wednesday, September 24, 2008
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so years ago i had the idea that i would call myself skimmike, because i drank skim milk, then i stopped drinking skim milk and switched to soy, so then i became soy mike. But recently i have switched to rice milk, so i have just became rice mike.
also, does anyone even just this anymore? it does not look like it
if you do, i hope you are well and not sick
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Saturday, March 31, 2007
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ok so right now i am trying to do a paper on chinlone, an ancient sport which is basically the original of hackey sac or "footbag" so i have been doing research and i decided to search hackey sac into you tube just to see what i would find. so i find a bunch of people some good and some bad playing hackey sac, but then i get the idea to just for fun type in "hackey sac" and then the word "babes" and i found
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Tuesday, January 09, 2007
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just for sun, you are probably allready on youtube, so why don't you search for "rock plaza central"
now ya do this right, and you will have your self a good 5-7 minute slot of pure entertainment
i mean you will really think this is good stuff
at least i hope, your thoughts are well
and your mind
peace
mike
(i should do this with all of my belletins)
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Monday, August 21, 2006
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Current mood:  content
my roomate stuart, tells me that the world is going to end on tuesday
he said something about the war
i had been smoking earlier so my memory is a bit clouded, but he said bombs, he said bullets and he said bullies
i hope everyone is ready
i feel like there are still a whole lot of reflections i want to see, i look forward to seeing my beard grow full, i still have patches on my chin then have not filled in, and i have a reverse hitler where the hair on your upper lip is missing the section in the middle
so if the world ends on tuesday i hope you all know that my beard is not done growing, my face still has not finished
when you are actually told when you are going to die you feel like you should appreciate the life you have left alot more
maybe i should'nt go into work tomorow, maybe i should go and visit an old friend or make a new one
maybe i can call in when i wake up, and say "nope sorry, i believe the world ends on tuesday, so i am not going to be able to work untill at least thursday"
if stu is wrong i will need that one day to think straight again
take what you have left and get rid of it as things advance we continue to get smaller prepare for the loss of personal space starting out it all seemed proper you could even say beneficial but we all know the truth you could even say knew
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Wednesday, July 19, 2006
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Current mood:  hungry
so as you can read below my roomate mindi asked me to write a new bio, i thought about it then read my current one over and disagreed, but then asked her to write me a new one, because i know she is a great write and a journalist
this is what she wrote
hey my name is mike i'm an art student at ocad. i'm a good kid. ride skateboards, love music i was born on the sixth of november, apparently i'm a scorpio therefore i'm passionate. i wear my underwear around the house, with defined hip lines and a clumsy torso. i'm taller than most and have alive eyes and when im stoned they get tilted. i'll keep everything on the counter, i really like playing guitar lately...really into morrissey at the moment. some of the songs i've written have a bit of a morrissey tinge to them. he inspires me, that's for sure. i dont think of myself as a good singer but i've been told i've improved. sometimes when i look into her eyes i feel both dead and alive. maybe she killed me. maybe i in some way chose to die. either way i keep living in a dark bedroom with the ceiling fan spinning.
i think its great
thanks mindi
mike
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Thursday, May 18, 2006
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well my blog moved out of myspace, i dont really know why, but it did
its now on blogspot you can find it at www.skimmike.blogspot.com
i might randomly post some shite on here but i dont know
it looks like it has a new photo thing i will try it right now yea no lame you have to post the image somewhere else first, so i will continue to use blogspot cause its easier for me
enjoy
 | Currently listening: Medúlla By Björk Release date: 31 August, 2004 |
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Saturday, December 10, 2005
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Current mood:  amused
(authors note: ok i am in a class at school called audio and listening communites, and it pretty much involved going to certain places and listening to things then writing down what you think about when you hear them and what they remind you of and how you feel. So one day i was a little high with my good friend jen, and i wrote this. she read over my shoulder.) I know that what I am hearing is coming from a n engine inside a vehicle, but if I close my eyes , the noises I hear can bring me more interesting visuals. Each sound is different, but similar enough tot tell they come from similar machinery. Inside the house the people are living, but the machines control the outside world. The soundscape is dominated by the screams of industry. A squeal shouts out among the deep bass hum, I squeal reminiscent of creatures which carry with them a sense of awe and speechlessness; Where you pause and appreciate their immense power. These mechanical beasts shout back and fourth, pan from far left to far right, and vice versa. With in the collage of roars, a human voice rings out. And I think of what it would be like if humans roared like these machines. If we could take part in the competition for control of the soundscape if we spoke to one another, and we could create that sound. That would make very interesting visuals. Car slams remind me again of human presence. I forget to focus my intention on the noise I hear, instead of the objects I know create it. I would believe these vehicle noises could come from a powerful beast, and with that though I hear mans attempt at power. A cough. Deep and quick, my focus has been averted from the machines. My soundscape is being fought over by man and machine. A really interesting idea, what other elements in my life is that rivalry involved in?
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Tuesday, November 29, 2005
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Current mood:  calm
So last night I did not fall asleep until 5 in the morning, which was pretty not good cause I had class this morning at 830, but anyways that’s not what this is about, I was not expecting to have much of a dream lsat night because of the time restrictions I have given myself to rest. But I had a doozy. The dream started out with me and some of my friends sitting around a camp fire talking and smoking a joint, when I looked up and saw a shooting star, which is pretty normal I see shooting stars most nights, especially back at home. But anyways then there was more shooting stars all in a group, then I noticed that there was little sections of light all together that were forming winged creatures and they were flying across the sky, I told my friends who of course as always just thought I was crazy but they noticed them too. But I got the most excited about it and they just assumed it was from an airplane or something. Then it became the next day and I was standing outside at a park or a big open forest and when I looked to the sky I saw huge dinosaurs with wings, the dinosaurs were also strange colours like white and peach which was confusing, but then I realized that the dinosaurs also had machinery on them and they were not normal dinosaurs they were in fact DINO-RIDERS!!! (http://arrrr.com/dinoriders.shtml) but a bit different cause of the colours and wings. So I was pretty confused firstly I thought where did they come from, and what are they going to do when they land. For some reason I have a memory of thinking prior to this dream that the world will come to an end when dinosaurs come back to life with humans leading them with machinery just like dino-riders, so I started thinking that there was going to be this huge war. And then in my dream I was all of a sudden talking to my friend chris on msn, and telling him how the world is coming to an end cause we have no way to defend ourselves from all the dino-riders without hurting ourselves. But then he sent me a video on the internet of some pro-wrestling, but that did not calm me. Then again I was outside at the forest and the dinosaurs started to land on earth, and when they did I was expecting a huge lazer war to start and they would attack us, but they just landed then started running full speed ahead. It was intense seeing the dinosaurs run with all the armor on, they did not seem to be much of a threat, but I saw one guy wearing a robotic costume and he had a huge buzz saw thing protecting him so I knew he was dangerous so I snuck up behind him and killed him. Then I noticed that there was a bunch of people walking around in the forest and for some reason I knew that these were not normal people, these were people who looked like people I already knew but they were from the future. So I wanted to talk to them and find out what the future was like, so I approached one girl and asked her something I don’t remember. And she started talking about how she does not like dove soap because when she lathers herself with is it makes her even more white and she does not like to be white. I thought that was pretty bizarre, then I woke up. I think from my alarm, but sometimes I am able to wake up a minute before my alarm, so it does not disturb me. But since I had such an awesome dream, I decided to not go to class and just keep dreaming, so I fell back asleep, and was in a bar with a new friend I have made at school, we were talking about life and what not, we always have great conversations and she is always super honest, she told me that I should lose ten pounds and that would make me gain two points. I just laughed because I know i don’t need to lose weight but she is allowed to have her own opinion. And plus we are in a dream so everything is pretty crazy, then an old acquaintance of mine showed up and apologized for not keeping in touch and being friends, again I knew it was not real cause this person has made no effort in being my friend, but that is not the interesting part. Instead of talking to me about things, he whipped out a wooded flute and started playing, and then he was joined by the girl I was originally talking with, then another girl joined them and did an amazing flute solo. Then I woke up again.
 | Currently listening: Alexisonfire By Alexisonfire Release date: 09 September, 2003 |
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Tuesday, November 29, 2005
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Current mood:Sigur Ros live at massey hall
love also involves the feeling that you would do anything in your power, to make that person happy. this also makes you happy because, just the fact that the person you love is happy gives you happiness. there is no sefishness in love. also if the love is mutual both people will be doing there best to make sure that the other is happy. which creates something that i believe very few people get to experience, and i feel like i live for sometimes. i dont think this should be limited to one person however, i think people should be able to have this love with numerous people, obviously the more people you love the harder it gets to make them happy. but you can still have the desire, one person that i love, i want to do anything she asks to make her happy, but luckily she is the strongest and most independant spirit i know and she does not ask for much. other people i love they know that i am here is an ear to listen to them, and arms to hug them and anything else i am humanly possible of supplying them. there is of course always more, but homework calls and so does sleep
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Sunday, November 20, 2005
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Current mood:  tired
this is going to be short only cause i am sleepy, but the main idea i want to express is i have noticed that the theme of most social events especially after about 12 becomes sex, all the guys get that look in there eyes and the girls start trying to get attention. If its not all the ads the internet has about people trying to find casual sex partners, and the dance bars where most people start makeing out. i want to know where do i go to have a good conversation with someone, not even specidically about that person like a get to know you sort of thing, just opinion and ideas. we complain that we want a change or a revolution but we walk around trying to hump eachother all night. dont get me wrong, i understand the desire of sexuality, it can be quite enjoyable and amazing. but still there is a whole nother sign to intimacy and people that is not as popular. focus switch, i want to start spending time talking and creating instead of being around people trying to get laid. the problem is, that is not very cool. but oh well, being cool is hard, but being yourself is easy. i think so anyways
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