Of rapping, poetry, and the origins of imweet.ca

December 24, 2006 on 4:44 am | In Filth | 207 Comments

well. not much new to report these days, so i’ll try something new, which i’ll call a “train of thought”. basically it involves typing shit out blindly as i think it.

So i started a rap group a couple months ago. have’t done anything about it or recorded or written anything since we formed, but thats ok. these things take time. SK and I need to do some serious writing. i think its going to help that i live in the basement cause thats where rappers say they write their rhymes. I definitely have a lot of beefs that i can rap about. like christmas and bees and RBC, the taste in my mouth when i wake up in the morning, and tomatoes. not sure if i can write a whole song about that, but it does kind of go in line with the poetry that i used to write. i think i need to get back into writing poetry. i was going to post all of my poetry on this site but i had trouble getting a complete collection so i bailed on it. plus maybe people would think it was a little strane, but fuck them anyways cause i am a little strange and also my standing new years resolution is “to care less”. i think i wrote poems on poo (obviously) greg living in japan, masturbation, rufus, the pope dying, agro and rufus moving away from eachother, poetry, and a few love letters to myself. I don’t have any of the books it’s written in within arms reach and there is no fucking way i am getting up right now so it willl have to wait for another day. maybe when i’m not so busy in january or something i will post some shit. the website is fucking lacking for content right now and i am kinda pissed off about that. i apologize to the masses. no new pictures have need taken – except for the homepage shot. that shot was accidental by the way. i meant to take the picture, but not with such excellently inappropriate timing. responses are either A) thats fucking disgusting OR B) thats the funniest picture ever and i almost fell of my chair. Either way i am satisfied. as i said to somebody the other day “as soon as i stop getting a reaction from the site i will take it down.” this is obviosuly not true, because imsweet.ca totally plays into my attempted self esteem and utter vanity. this may be a good time to explain the origins of the website name.

most of you were polled for the name when i decided to make the page while in koreatown. so that part is not necessary. what i had originally wanted was a photo site that allowed more posting possibilities, and i recalled a trick perry used to play on us (me) when we lived in vic. chicks woul walk byt the kitchen winow hile we were doing dishes/cooking/drinking on friday afternoon. We would all look out the window at them and perry would wait until we were basically staring to yell “Look at me ii’m sweet!” or “hey look at me!” out the window. he would then duck out of the way leaving me standing alone in my kitchen – probably with my shirt off. i would immediately
1.look over at perry to see what the hell he was doing
2.realize he had ducked down and was giggling.
3. look back at whoever was outside.
4. see that the person had stopped walking and was staring at me
5. relaize what was happening
6. feel foolish
7. duck down as well
8. join perry in giggling uncontrollably.
since www.lookatmeimsweet.com was decidedly too long, i opted for imsweet.ca. i envisioned pictures of rufus dancing with an imsweet.ca logo plastered across it. this is pretty much what ended up happening. The only difference is i found that enjoye seeing my own visage on the internet and based most of the banners on myself. fuck, can you blame me? imsweet.

imsweet.ca is brought to you by boredom, narcissism, alchohol, and the letter K.