hayes

So, once again, my vacation is over. It was good, but fast.
On Thursday I got up early, dressed nicely, got my shit together to go to the hearing and the bastard didn't even show. Not that I really care because that meant that I won automatically. Now I have a court order for him to be out of my house by Tuesday. Bye bye scum bag. No more falling into the walls, no more Grandma Cracker, and most importantly, no more needles in my yard! Hopefully we can find someone a little more reliable to move in soon.
By Friday I was on my way to Montreal. We stayed in Kingston the first night. I was supposed to stay at my friends house who lives there but of course she didn't answer her phone all day and night Friday, so we hotel'd it there for the night. I just knew she was going to bail on me at the last minute for some reason, I've been best friends with the girl since grade 5, and we've had some pretty good scraps because of her stupidness over the years. One time in grade 8 it even came to me kicking her repeatedly in the ribs in the hallway at school because she was frustrating me so badly. Ya I think I need some anger mangement, I'm not much better today.
By noon we were on the road and by 3 we arrived in Montreal. Our hotel room was way nice and within walking distance of many cool pubs, restaurants, stores and what not. Of course it rained all weekend until the minute we were about to leave. It was awesome anyway, I ate, and ate, and ate. I swear I gained like 10 pounds in 3 days. I could so not live in that city, I would be fat, and broke. I was excited that they had a LUSH and proceeded to drop a nice sum there as usual. I went in just for deoderant, and came out with much much more. I love that store so much, I could still smell the store on my hair for hours afterward. We didn't argue once, which is so not typical for us when on trips together. On our trip to Amsterdam we fought almost immediatly coming off the plane. We were up for over 30 hours, we were in a different country, and neither of us had smoked a joint in nearly 2 days. By the time we found our hotel, missing our bus stop 2ce I was ready to lose it, and I did. I locked him out of the hotel room and cried in the tub for an hour. The we found a nice weed bar and I got a few Strongbows in me and everything got better. We didn't even go to one strip club in Montreal, and that's not like us to walk past 5 and not pop into at least one. The first restaurant we went to was so amazing. I ate a 2 pound steak! The kitchen was set down in the middle and we got a table right on the edge so we watched our meals (and everyone elses) being prepared, it was pretty neat. (ha, neat)
Got back Monday night just in time to miss UFC darn it, but I caught it last night. Might as well have missed it, it was the worst fight ever, I was literally yelling at the screen like the total geek I am.
Took Blue to get fixed today, he's all doped up, his eyes are black and he's meowing funny(er). I wish I had some of what he's on. He's been the biggest suck ever since I got him home, right now he's laying on my wrist which is making it a little difficult to type, but he seems to be doing just peachy.
So now I'm back to work. I was in the lobby today putting up some new posters and this guy I knew had come in and we were just chatting about nothing when he pulls these tickets out of his pocket. He asked if I knew this band (it was Jakalope btw) I said yes. He asked if they were good, and I said yes. Then he asked if I wanted to go, and I said yes. Then he handed me his 2 tickets. He said he just won them off the radio and didn't want to go so I can instead. I said holy fuck, thanks! The show's tomorrow in Toronto. If anyone else is going I guess I'll see ya there...

Oh ya, I had said a while back that I would post a pic of me in my Tapout shirt when I got it, so, long over due but here it is. Don't I look like I could ruin some ass in this shirt?


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