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[Mar 14, 2010 * 4:10am] |
James Docherty
( Biography )
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[Aug 12, 2009 * 6:19pm] |
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I just had half a dozen tourists ask me to stop and take fifteen pictures of them in front of mountains. One is fine, sure, but that many? And then they critiqued my technique. What the hell, Ice River. I'm a fantastic photographer.
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| Locked to Allison |
[Jul 13, 2009 * 9:49pm] |
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If we ever have a baby, I want to call it Parsley.
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[Jul 5, 2009 * 10:43pm] |
So, Allison and I are going to buy the other half of our duplex and create the sweetest house ever. Good idea, or best idea? I think best. This way, I will be able to have an entire room devoted to X-Box and my model airplane collection, which is currently collecting dust in the basement. It's too priceless to hide from the world, I think.
Anyway, how was Canada Day for everyone? I ate a really abnormally large steak and thanked Sir John A. MacDonald for the province of Alberta and its delicious cattle. I also drank a selection of delicious Canadian beers, except Molson, which I morally disapprove of.
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[May 25, 2009 * 10:40pm] |
Well, I haven't updated this thing in far, far too long. I apologize, I've been really busy with work and raising my dog, who is now a giant. She's the best dog ever, I must say.
The tourists have been kind of unreal for the last couple of weeks. It's been a lot of stupid all over the place. I've mostly been on the highway, and there has been so much drunk driving and speeding, usually combined. Why people think this is acceptable to do in an area with more caribou than people, I do not know. I guess people do not realize that you're as likely to die in a caribou accident as the caribou. Those things are huge, and like little mac trucks.
Anyway, I think some of my family might come visit for the long weekend in July. We traditionally do that up in Muskoka, but my mom wants to see the Rockies, and what my mama wants, my mama gets. It's all up in the air, though, because it's something we do as a 'family' and my oldest brother, Henry, is being a douche about it. He's in some sort of tiff with my dad and mad that I haven't sided with him.
There aren't really sides to be taken, anyway. My brother is a dickhead, and my dad is awesome. Henry can just stay in Rosedale and drink his lattes over the holiday, and the rest of my family can come out here and have fun. He thinks he's superior to everyone else, anyway.
Oh, right. I want to BBQ next weekend. Saturday, six until whenever. If you can read this, you're invited.
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[Apr 30, 2009 * 12:47am] |
So, spring has finally arrived. I'm so happy that the snow has disappeared for the most part, as it should. Allison and I went to Kelowna last weekend, and the drive was really, really nice, since I didn't have to dodge snow drifts or anything of the like through the mountains. I don't know that I'll ever really get used to the mountains; people born around here are so nonchalant about them, but they are so cool to me.
We also picked up our puppy on the way home. Her name is Penny, and she's gigantic despite being eight weeks old. She will be an excellent, vicious guard dog, as soon as she stops being scared of the vacuum, people, and noises on tv. Anyway, I took a picture of her to send to my mom this morning, and I'll share it with you guys too, since you're obviously dying to see it.
( Click for puppy )
Pretty cute, yes? She's pretty good, despite the fact that she chews everything. Well, everything that is mine. Why won't she chew Leland's stuff? I am her master, and he is ... way too friendly with Allison to be sleeping in my house. No, that's mean.
Anyway, I kind of want to barbeque to celebrate spring. Who wants to join in?
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[Apr 12, 2009 * 1:29am] |
A few notes:
1. Apparently, my friends are huge dicks. I am now taking applications for new, improved ones who appreciate me.
2. Allison is my girlfriend. Please refrain from so much as looking at her.
3. Toronto beat Ottawa today and it was fucking glorious. Suck it, Zoe. And pretend I said that in a gentlemanly way. Suck it isn't a very nice thing to say to girls.
4. I've had FIVE DUIs in the last three days I've worked. I hate the tourists.
5. I'm going to get a dog. I cannot decide if I want to get a friendly looking one, or a mean looking impressive one. This requires a lot of thought. Input?
That is all.
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[Mar 24, 2009 * 12:28am] |
Wow. I'm learning so much from these 25 facts. Like not to try to woo Marcy with chocolates, or that our minister can tie a knot in a cherry stem. I won't lie, I could have gone without that last one. Anyway, I've never found a bandwagon I didn't like, so without further ado...
( 25 Amazing Facts About ME )
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[Mar 10, 2009 * 1:35pm] |
Sam, Will, Jimmy - Calgary this weekend, yes? No? Maybe?
Anyway, I'm bored. And sick of the cold and wind. This is my first Ice River winter and I'm all sorts of delicate. Granted, I did live in Edmonton, which while being the world's biggest shit hole, is also like hell frozen over, but still. I'm not used to so much cold. The snow doesn't bother me, being from snowbelt country, but mountain weather is so much harsher.
I'm mostly just whining because I cannot actually do anything fun outdoors with my stupid broken ankle. I wish I'd broken my wrist. At least then I could jog. Or snowshoe. Or whatever it is that people in Ice River do with their feet in the winter.
Okay, I'm going to go back to filling out incident forms. Also? Cassidy? If you're reading this, I'd like some coffee, please. Ahahaha. I'm so annoying.
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[Feb 17, 2009 * 11:00am] |
So, having a broken ankle sucks. For those of you who are not up-to-date on the exciting details of my everyday life, it was broken. Not badly broken, but it kind of hurts nonetheless. I try to hide my pain because I'm so manly, though. I know. I'm so stoic. Ahaaha, I hope Allison doesn't comment and tell everyone that I make her babysit me because I'm whiny. This would ruin my façade of manliness.
Anyway, I'm kind of happy that spring is coming. I've had enough snow and enough car accidents to last the rest of my life. We need to get a Chinook or something to really warm things up. Not that we get them a whole lot this far north, but it could make our upcoming adventure to Calgary more pleasant.
I'm also thinking about getting a dog. I don't really know what I want, though. A buddy of mine from the forces has a Rhodesian Ridgeback who had puppies recently, and I could get one of those. They are big dogs, and I like big dogs. I don't know, I'll have to see. And probably consult Allison, since she'll end up taking care of it, ahahahaha.
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[Feb 6, 2009 * 9:03pm] |
I slipped coming up the steps from work today and I think I broke my ankle. It feels kind of throb-y and the four Advil that I took for it really isn't cutting it. My only concern now is that if I go to the clinic, I'm going to have to walk back down the steps, and I'm afraid that I'll fall again and break my ass too. And if my ankle is broken, I'll need to sit. And I won't be able to sit if I break my ass.
Decisions, decisions.
But really, other than my tragedy, what's new with everyone else? These journals are very unexciting as of late. Someone needs to like... get drunk and post embarrassingly. I nominate Will.
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[Jan 13, 2009 * 12:26am] |
Wow. You know what I do not enjoy doing? Working for seventeen hours. I just got home, and I am so tired that I barely have the strength to recount my day, but I'll push through it. Just for you guys. Will needs to see what a real man does all day.
I got paged to the car accident, which was really messy for having hit a snow bank. Remember kids, wear your seatbelts or you'll be smeared all over the windshield like that poor schmuck they airlifted out to Calgary. I drank about six cups of coffee, in the snow, while we went through all the bullshit required to reopen the highway. This prepared me for the four other car accidents we got called to. The best one was where I had to go forty minutes into the park, in the snow, to shoot an elk. My question to anyone, is how you don't see an ELK coming.
Anyway, after putting it out of its misery and listening to McCallum whine like a girl about how he could 'rehabilitate' it. Come on, man, it's a fucking overgrown deer. I'd eat it for dinner if I could, I then had to go home and turn the generator on, because Allison was a popsicle.
Then there was another car accident like, half way to Lake Louise. And I just got home.
I hate winter. Or, rather, people who try to drive in the winter. I don't care about your carbon footprint: buy a four-wheel drive vehicle. Seriously.
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[Jan 5, 2009 * 4:52pm] |
So. Blogs. Blogs are... different, I suppose. I don't really know what I'd use mine for. Perhaps I'll put up my grocery list or something, so I can look at my phone in the store and have it available, because I always forget the grocery list, and end up buying Kraft Dinner and hot dogs. Apparently, my roommate doesn't approve of Kraft Dinner. I think that's just culinary snobbery talking.
Right, so. For people I don't know. I'm Jamie. I've been in the park for about half a year now, and I'm a Mountie. Which is hilarious. I guess it isn't out here, but those of us from the civilized parts of Canada (ie - Ontario and Quebec) have our own police forces, and so the RCMP are basically the guys in red coats and dumb hats. Who knew they did anything more than ride around on horses in Ottawa on Canada Day?
I haven't been an RCMP officer very long, I won't lie. I was in the military, and because of my JTF2 training and experience, apparently, I didn't have to go to the academy. They just send you to the barren wasteland that is Saskatchewan for a month, and if you don't die of boredom, they make you a cop.
Wow, I bet this entry made everyone feel very secure in the quality of their policing. But in all honesty, Ice River is such a chill place to live, so other than the usual shenanigans (drunk tourists, mostly), it's really safe. And, with me to protect you all, you can all sleep very soundly.
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