What's in the oven today?

c/o Katimavik

Fri, 17 Feb 2006 16:09:13 GMT

Hey guys...I know I said that livejournal is antiquated now, but I'm going to eat my words and come out of retirement to share a special treat with you! Here's the video Todd and I made with footage from our three months in Picton. Watch it here. Hope you enjoy!

Also, I got the address of my new house in Fredericton.

Mr. André Legault
76 Forest Hill Rd.
Fredericton, NB
E3B 4K2

Feel free to mail me sexy pictures of yourselves. (Curtis, I know you have a stack of them just waiting to be sent out).

Ottawa antics

Mon, 13 Feb 2006 18:31:32 GMT

If anybody even reads this archaic form of online journaling, check out some pictures from my trip to Ottawa this weekend past. They're sure to excite and amaze.

To stay in the loop, you can read about all my crazy antics here
http://legault-a-go-go.blogspot.com/
Because honestly guys, livejournal is old news.

saucey bits

Mon, 23 Jan 2006 21:02:22 GMT

I just noticed that today, I have offically been gone for two months. I haven't really been keeping in touch with people back home, but I do occasionally write in this thing: legault-a-go-go.blogspot.com.
I update it more for my family than anyone, so all the saucey bits of my trip are left out.

Thu, 22 Dec 2005 05:36:05 GMT

Hi. Here are some pictures that my group leader put on the computer from her camera. They are mostly of me at Katimavik, there's one of me and Curtis at Halloween. And another one of a child.

http://www.flickr.com/photos/28627379@N00/

romance yourself

Fri, 02 Dec 2005 17:27:19 GMT

I'm at work in the Picton Public Library right now and I'm cover for someone in the Children's department, so I have some free time on the computer because all the children seem to be at school. I'm supposed to be working on my research project but I figure if I have the time I might as well use it for something completely useless.
The walk to work this morning was really nice. It started snowing when I woke up and was coming down pretty hard by the time I left the house and stepped out into the dooryard. It takes about a half an hour, just enought time to listen to the first five songs on the new Broken Social Scene album. I didn't really like that cd at first, but I think you need to listen to it when there is nothing else distracting you and you can concentrate on the music. Then it's pretty amazing. I work until five tonight and then walk back up the hill to the house I'm staying in. Hopefully when I get there Todd and Emily will have dinner finished...I think we're having "Creamy Bowties" for dinner, whatever those are. It just sounds like some weird sex move to me.
Living in the house with everybody else is going quite nicely actually. My favorite people are the Francaphones. Last night they were doing karaoke and there's nothing funnier than hearing bad pop songs sung in heavey French accents. Pretty much from the time I arrived in the Ottawa airport I started talking to this guy from Halifax, Todd. We've hung out the most and get along the best. He brought a guitar so we've been jamming occasionally, with me using the shitty classical guitar that somebody left in the house. It's nice having someone I can talk about anything with and fart around. He's no substitute for some of you guys, but it's as close as I'm going to get. Speaking of you guys, thank you very much to those who sent me mail. It was nice to hear from you, even if it was just rambling about the weather and the end of the world. To be quite honest though, I haven't really missed too many of my friends. I think all the new people I've met and new stuff I've been doing has kept my mind busy enough to not think about back home. Which is good because I don't want to spend all my time being mopey about home and chatting on msn.
I guess I should go do some work now. The history of the county isn't going to make it's self more accesable to the public!

hot summer nights (won't last forever)

Tue, 22 Nov 2005 09:23:44 GMT

boo YAH?

one thing always leads to another

adam and heidi. first picture: bc, curtis' house.

kindly old prostitue lets nathan take photo with her

kind of takes you back. but not you. just me.

rainbow fountain!

Tue, 08 Nov 2005 19:46:59 GMT

I found old pictures, I love them.

my sister looks like such a punk....or a goblin.

notice the matching outfits and the fact that charmaine is pinching her butt for some reason.

fuck yeah science world star trek exhibit. fuck yeah.

1985 was my best hair year.

bun in the oven?

Mon, 07 Nov 2005 06:40:56 GMT

Hey Kitchen Helpers!
As some people might know, I'm going on a little trip and while I'm on this trip I'm going to have to do some cooking. I think it would be really awesome if everybody that reads or stumbles across this entry were to leave a recipe on here for me.
So favorite recipes, old family classics, recipes taken off of boxes of food or anything else you like. I guess I'd prefer ones that aren't super fancy and that can easily be multiplied (each meal has to feed ten people at a time). But yeah, anything would be appreciated. Thanks team!

MKT

Thu, 03 Nov 2005 20:04:39 GMT

ok...so you're in a room with kittens in it. i wonder how many kittens there would need to be before it goes from being cute to gross? what's the maximum kitten threshold?
i'm not sure what mine is...but i know i'd have one. kittens are awesome, but there has to be a point where you shift from "awww! look at all the kittens!" to "ewww! look at all the kittens!". and this is before they start pooping and everything, this is just kittens.
either way, i'd really like to be in a situation where i can find out.

too late to play

Tue, 01 Nov 2005 12:55:36 GMT

it's five in the morning and my dad smells like pot. i'm jealous! how do i get him to share?
oh well, i'm going to go make an omelet.

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????

Thu, 27 Oct 2005 07:44:30 GMT

It's time to play...Guess That Naked Chest!

Today's mystery chest

Post a comment with your best guess!

(No guessing if it's your naked chest)

Sun, 23 Oct 2005 12:07:49 GMT

as of today, i am leaving in one month. I'm trying to think of what exactly that means to me because so far i haven't thought about it at all. maybe i'm putting too much thought into this, maybe nine months isn't too long at all. let me think, nine months past from today and really....not to much was different. there are somethings that were quite different but other than that it's been the same. so maybe the time between now and next august isn't actually that much, but i really don't know.

one of the main things i've been thinking about is, what will it do to the relationships i haev with people now? and the more i think about it, the more it's presented to me, the more i realize, it's no problem. i know now, the important relationships i ahve now won't go away and i really believe that nine months of being away won't change that. when i think aboutut the people that mean something to me, I know they will always be there, no matter where they are or what happens. from spending time with the people that are important to me during the last couple weeks, i know that being gone is nothing. nine months? pfft. nothing. i've been friends with them for years, and a lot has happened and alot has changed, but we're still the same friends we'll alwasy be. i'm starting to understand how lifelong friend ships work. i was worried i really didn't know what they were and that i didn't have any. i know now. it really makes me happy too because these are the people i want to be friends with forever. i guess it all works out like that, it's easier than it sounds.

sometimes i think that good friendships come from longevity, but i don't think that's true. yeah, the best friends i have are people i've know for four, five years, i know that they've been my friensd for that long for certain reasons, and those reasons aren't in the smallest way important because they just happen, thinking aobut them and making a list about them makes noooooooo difference. they just are. maybe we aren't the closest. maybe we don't spend all our time together. but hey, they're always there and we can always pick up at the exact same spot....knowing i have that makes stuff just so much easier.

i will always have people to make dumb, awesome, inappropraite jokes with. i will always have people to sit and talk about music with. i will always have people to be my completely nerdy self with. i will always have people to be a creative with. i will always have people to do nothing with, and just absolutely love it. i think about the best times i've had during my teenage years, and it was without a doubt those days three or four years ago. not many people i know now, i knew during those times. but without a doubt my best memories come from back then. maybe things haven't been what i wanted since. granted, i have no fucking clue what i want. but still, things haven't felt like what i want since, but i'm not living in the past though. i'm going to do new things, and have fun and create awesome memories. maybe they won't compare to wandering uptown to get candy, and wasting nights in nathan's basement, but i like having something to compare everything else to. that's the fucking bar. that's where it is. it doesn't seem like much...but i know. and it's high. because i had the people there to make that bar be that high. there you go, that's why these people are so important to me and why they always will be. that's it. it pretty much makes as much sense to me now as it ever has: from spending time with these people, i have had the times that will always mean the most to me, because of this, these people wil alawys mean the most to me.
let me look that last part over...ok. yeah. i think that's it.
i'm glad i got this down.

i was balls deep in nathan...

Mon, 17 Oct 2005 03:58:23 GMT

captions by nathan

objects in the picture are sexier then they appear

kyle couldn't find his shorts because the tiger in andré's tank ate them

for a old chinese man her sure did a number on andré's rectum

andré's pants were indeed on fire

nathan fondles the tired crab

nathan and andré share a moment...of poo

"long bus"

and that guy missed the short bus

in the train to avoid the rain, i hate spain.

andré is always sad after the anal?

"shhhhhhhh!"

shortly after this picture andre stabbed mr. chan and stole his bird hat

so i was balls deep...in love

arr matey!

Wed, 05 Oct 2005 21:48:33 GMT

I found out where I'm going ~~to.~~ (Preposition!)

here

here

and here

October 1st

Sat, 01 Oct 2005 11:56:55 GMT

It's a nice night for a walk. The only life I saw was two curious racoons.
It's a nice night for just not going to sleep. I'm gonna see the sun come up.

My First Picture Post

Mon, 26 Sep 2005 01:26:33 GMT

obligatory new camera picture

my good friend adam. ladies: 701-2011

some random harrison resident gardening

tourists enjoying the view... and being fat

star of 'Petie's Big Day'

this spider was crawling around in my shirt, then bit me

there's a weird electricty in the air tonight...just right

i will punch your lights out!

is it just me or does this look disgusting?

cooking up something tasty

i like to take pictures while driving..at night..in busy downtown

"cruuuuunk?"
(rip blue line)

i surprised this cowboy with my flashing lights, then scaled the fence and jumped on the sand castles.

jen trying to get me to join her on a mystical quest to expand my mind. i wasn't having it.

adam playing nba jam. boom shucka-lucka!

a couple of my three hundred pictures taken while hanging out a car window

charmaine trying to drown my dog

"come to the lakeview restaurant and eat ice cream like there's no tomorrow!"

checking for ninjas

"no more pictures? i'm so sad"

dead days and zombie nights

Sun, 18 Sep 2005 09:53:56 GMT

This stay in Chilliwack has been an exercise in ways to stave off intense boredom. I've tried movies, super nintendo, guitar, graphic novels and rice crispie squares. All these have been futile and I just find myself fighting loneliness with things that aren't very good for me.

I think the greatest negative influence I have in my life right now is myself. You always hear about peer pressure and that you shouldn't let people force you into things that you don't want to do, but those people aren't around right now and I still find myself forming bad habits. Right now a cup of coffee at one in the morning is one of the things I consider bad for me. It's making me and my bladder jittery. Very unhealthy.

Facing the impending demise of our beloved Blue Line Sports, I am trying to decide how best to spend my two months of freeeee (those extra E's were typos, but now they just feel right) time. It's a proven fact that me not working leads to a mixture of sloth and insanity that can just get brutal. But I also don't want to get a new job because well...job hunting sucks and I don't believe that the effort to amount of time I will spend at a new job ratio will even out. Plus, I should be able to collect some unemployment money after the store shuts down, so then I wouldn't feel financially guilty about not having a job.

What I need is some sort of project to occupy my time. Now I am definitely not a project person, thanks to this damned short attention span, but now is as good as any to change my easily-distracted ways. However, I am planning to document all of my Katimavik adventures (there fucking better be adventures) in some form or another. I'd like to create a graphic novel since it is my favorite story-telling device of all time. So I think that come September 24th, I'll start chapter one of my untitled graphic novel. It will chronicle the fall of my career as a mall employee and how I prepair for my life as a volunteering Canadian youth.
(This just in: I received an email from Autos.com, how exciting! Update: Not two minutes later, I received a second email from Autos.com. This must be important!)
I now have the mental-ball rolling on my illustrated endeavor and plan to keep it going. I'm not going to let this fall by the way side like so many other projects that I've started. I think it will be a good way to take my unemployed lemons and turn them into tasty, creative lemon-aid.

Some other things I hope to do in October/November: Goto some concerts, visit my friends at university, buy a digital camera and become a world famous photoist, make a little travel-travel, stay with Nathan and make like it's 2002 again playing video games, eating candy and writing stories (Hey Nathan! We should bring back Mr. Rigatoni and Noodle Boy!).

I wonder if my writing feels as disjointed to read as the thoughts that lead to it.

hot damn

Fri, 16 Sep 2005 05:25:39 GMT

i now know what it takes to make my life complete

into the air

Tue, 06 Sep 2005 09:04:58 GMT

I often go to write something in this live-journal, then for some reason convince myself that I don't want to. I guess it's half nobody cares to read about my day and half I just don't have anything today for people to be interested in. Or is that the same thing? Well either way, I was just thinking that sometimes keeping your thoughts to yourself (be it in your head or on paper that only you see) isn't the best way to deal with certain things. So this is just something I'm trying.

I've never really considered the internet a viable outlet for anything personal. The closest I get to expressing myself is funny pictures or...I don't even know what I usually write about on this thing. Either way, whenever I'm feeling unhappy or any one of the unhappy subcategories I don't consider this livejournal as a way to get stuff off my chest or out of my head. Lots of people seem to do that with it and I guess it works for them, but I couldn't ever see letting the fifteen or so people on my friends list read about my problems and thoughts doing anything for me. I think though, it's not about the attention, like "hey! i'm sad. i want comments telling me i'm awesome". I think it could be about just kind of secretly letting people know. Since it's on the internet, it kind of feels like it's directed at everybody and nobody at the same time. Hypothetically, everybody with a computer could read this and then again, nobody could bother themselves with it and just pass this by. It doesn't make a difference what's in it. So then it doesn't make a difference what I put in it. I could ramble on for...what's the internet equivalent of a page of paper? It doesn't matter what I ramble about or for how long I do it because it's their choice to read it. But when it's on a little piece of paper in my pocket, nobody has the choice.

I'm house sitting for my aunt and uncle who are going to visit my cousin Sarah in Montreal. Today I was over there getting the run down on the house and everything I have to do there (note to self: ask how to work the hot tub. is that a note to just self, or a tantalizing note to people who like hot tubs?) and they were just kind of telling me about the stuff the have planned for their trip. While it sounds like a cool trip, the whole time they were talking I was just thinking, "I fucking miss my cousin". She's been gone since February and while I have missed her and stuff, I didn't really thinking about. Since I graduated, I guess I kind of got used to missing people.

I think that's something that we didn't really think about while we were in high school, that all these people that are our friends are will be going away and we won't be seeing them for long periods of time. But once you're out of school, it's just something that happens that I guess you just adjust to. Right after I wrote that, I started thinking about all the people that I was really close to but don't see anymore. My friend Tivohn, who is pretty much my oldest friend ever, was in New Zealand for like six months and then all of a sudden was back in Harrison. He's been back for like a month, but I've only talked to him once. The combination of friends leaving and just general drifting apart as people is rough. I know I will never be as close to Tivohn as when we were seven, playing Lego on my bedroom floor. It's weird seeing an old best friend, it's like there's this big elephant in the room. One of those we-both-know-that-we-were-best-friends-but-drifted-apart elephants. I'm sure everybody has been in that room with that elephant.

I'm constructing a list of people in my head that I was great friends with but for some reason or another, we just don't see each other anymore. I'm sure everybody can make a list like that. It's a weird list because it's definitely broken up into different categories: Wish I Still We Were Still Friends, Glad We're Not Friends, WhY Don't I See Them Anymore and Where The Hell Are They?

But anyways, with my cousin, I think I've literally talked to her once since she left. And that was through email, which pretty much doesn't count. So now I'm here with her phone number on a piece of paper sitting under my computer screen and it's just not letting me shake how much I miss her. Cousins are weird relationships. You pretty much have to be friends with them no matter what age they are ("André, include your cousins") but you don't always have actual friendships with them (now that I think about it, they're pretty much siblings in that regard). Sarah's really my only cousin who I am friends with. Growing up, she was closest to my age and closest to where I lived. So after about seventeen Thanksgivings and Christmas together she left and went off to try something new. It's so cool that she's doing that and I'm totally jealous. Especially since I found out today that she's planning on going to school out there. That's good though, it means that she'll still be there for when I get back and I'm itching to go on another adventure. Hey, I'll have a thousand dollars to blow, why not spend it on a plane ticket, cigarettes and a bunch of copies of the Globe and Mail.

So right now I'm listening to a new song by Jimmy Eat World. I downloaded it a few days ago, and I've listened to it so much since then. It's one of those songs that make you clench your fists and go "Oooohh!" I think those are my very favorite types of songs. There are the songs that make you dance around or the ones that get you tapping your foot and keep it tapping or the ones that you play all sorts of air instruments. But I'll take a song that just makes me go "That's soooo good!" and hit the repeat button any day. I love those fantastic moments in songs that make you want to listen to the entire song just to hear. Maybe it's one line (turtle and the flightless bird), or an amazing guitar part (la cienega just smiled), or an incredible melody (got to get you into my life) but it's just so damn good you love it everytime. It's hard for me to find things that I love that I don't tire of.

Mesmerized by the One Ring. Transfixed on scary Bilbo.

Tue, 30 Aug 2005 08:40:17 GMT

Don't die Bill! Don't die!
We love you Bill, Whiskey Bronchitis and Fatty Bottock will save you!
My dad's a dentist. He'll save you and keep you alive.
Tim saw Floyd at the laser dome. Well their music anyways.
So so. Goodnight.

"gob"

Thu, 23 Jun 2005 17:19:15 GMT

Last night I drove by Chevron, and a truck that's exactly the same as Curtis' was parked outside in the exact same spot Curtis always parked. I was confused and thought maybe I had been time-warped back four years. It made me want to go buy huge bags of candy for twenty seven cents and then play video games all night in Nathan's basement.

The moral of the story is threefold: I long for the old days for they were good, Curtis' truck is the sweetest vehicle to ever roam the earth and I'm not sure what this guy is trying to pull, but just owning a Dodge Dakota and working at Chevron won't make you cool.

we're never going home

Wed, 08 Jun 2005 20:23:49 GMT

Victoria has been much fun so far. I haven't done anything terribly exciting but it's a great change of scenery. My days have been filled with going to the beach, reading On The Road, wandering around downtown, feeling out of place in hipster coffee shops and colouring in a United Nations colouring book.
Yesterday was probably the most eventful day. I went to the Art Gallery in the afternoon (there was a huge exhibit on Japanese art of the 19th century, it was amazing) and then to the Against Me!/Murder By Death show in the evening. The show was really good, some of the highlights being the Murder By Death bassist playing the theramin, the Murder By Death cello player and Against Me! just generally blowing the roof of the place.
Today I'm meeting my uncle at UVIC and he's giving me a tour, it should be good. He's going to introduce me to all of his collegues at the university. I'm not exactly clear what his actual job his, but I know it has something to do with making the public more aware of the "evi" big business aspects of the health care and pharmasuiticals industry. Yesterday a camerman from CBC National was here to interview him for the news (tonight's I think) and he also co-wrote book (Selling Sickness) that's being reviewed in Oprha's magazine.
Well, time to hop on a bike and head up the hill.

Wed, 25 May 2005 06:29:31 GMT

it's July 1st in BC

Wed, 18 May 2005 03:14:12 GMT

I don't think I'm a big fan of moving. Fill car. Drive to house. Empty car. Repeat. Although, not really repeat because I only made one trip before I got bored.

Right now half of my stuff is in old house and half of my stuff is in new house and it's kind of annoying. I have to goto new house if I want to shave (Operation HoboFace doesn't start until the hiatus from work) or listen to a CD, but my bed and clothes are in old house. Oh well, time to get back at it.

it's good to own land

Sun, 24 Apr 2005 07:23:53 GMT

I'm totally watching the new Family Guy episode right now and DAMN it's still funny.