weekend 'o fun: friday

seriously though, friday got a little out of hand. come along with me as I explore the events of that fateful evening...

the night started out rather slowly, as I found out that our traditional friday gathering at the grad lounge for lots of booze and quesedillas was not going to happen, as some integral members of the gang were going to be out of town for the weekend. however, I had other plans that night, so all was not lost.

I took my lazy ass to the UC loop and caught my regular bus home, where I quickly msn'd (yeah, I verbed it) Marcus to tell him that I would be free whenever the festivities began at his place. He told me to get my ass on the 5:45 bus, and that there would be food waiting for me.

*ate food, had beer*

earlier in the day Marcus had told me that Graeme's lady friend (don't even know if she exists yet...) had other plans, and that she would not, in fact, be spending the evening with us. I lost the bet. needless to say, I held off paying the money until Graeme was sure to be watching. He wasn't happy, but he took it like a champ because let's face it, kid's a trainwreck. perfect example: early in our evening the lady called and said something to the effect of, "did you call me earlier? i thought you called me...?" Graeme's reply, "nope. didn't call." he hung up. not sure who the first person to speak up was, but I'm pretty sure we all said something along the lines of, "you moron, Graeme. she was thinking about you and you blew her off."

anyway, we continued to drink, more people showed up, more booze was had, some carbombs were done, and the stage was set for the drunk dial. Graeme was stupid (or smart, depending on your outlook) enough to give Marcus his phone with the command, "you call her, and you fix this for me!" Marcus obliged. there he is on the phone. he left a polite little message but I'm not sure what came of it because things got a little hazy after that.

that Graeme...god help him, he tries.

eventually we made our way down to Doogie's, where I quickly forgot my social obligations and failed to play wingman for Marcus. but you know what? I was under the influence and I could barely see straight. that's what happens when you give me too much booze. lesson learned.

had way too much to drink, stumbled home after getting the necessary pita, and somehow made it into my bed where I quickly passed out for a solid 7 hours without moving.

things I like

since I introduced tink yesterday, I thought that today I should introduce you all to my girl, maggie. every time I go home she's there to greet me, usually on the driveway or waiting by the driver's side of which ever car my dad has on that given day. she'll whine and whimper for the next 20 minutes and follow me around the house until the end of the night. if I'm watching tv until 2am, she'll be there at my feet, making sure everything's okay.

in keeping with the theme of the day, here's a list of things I like:

- the smell of the air after a good rain in the spring
- crisp, sunny autumn days
- music
- hanging out talking about stupid things
- curry, guinness, and a leafs game
- quick rainstorms on hot days
- riding my bike as fast as I can for as long as I can
- passing slower riders using road bikes while I'm on my mountain bike
- impromptu bike races
- small things (there's a joke here, but whatever)
- bad/inappropriate jokes
- hopeless crushes
- a cold room when I'm falling asleep under my warm sheets
- laughing so hard it hurts

title

so for a grand total of about 20 minutes today I had a job. then I got a call saying that dudes had actually hired some other guy who had more experience than me. go figure. apparently I'm not even qualified enough to work in a grocery store. that's what an honours BA will get you these days folks.

incidently, meet tink. she's my sister's cat who, after 12 years, is finally out of my parents' house. not too sure how she handled the car ride to toronto, but at least now I don't have to worry about stepping in random piles of shit/hairballs every time I go home...

HA!

that's right, I totally remembered I had this thinger. and what's more, I remembered my username and password! take that establishment! (no idea what that means).

so lots has happened since may 22 (the last time I bothered with this waste of internet space), but quite frankly, I'm not going to bother saying anything about the past 5 months. let's be honest with ourselves here...no one cares, and I'm waaay too lazy.

incidently, let's all pray for this guy (in the picture, obviously) 'cause he needs all the help he can get. dude's almost as hopeless as I am...if you're wondering WTF I'm talking about then just click here and read to your heart's content.

that's Graeme, he's kind of a big deal around here...

okay...what else...

hmm, still in school, victory lapping it up at the U of G taking a whopping TWO courses this semester. other than that, I have a lot of free time to sit around drinking/watching hockey/watching random tv shows...that's. about. it.