Drove to BC, super excited. Got there, got ready for the show, walked over there, it was cancelled.


So my friends did what any good friends would do when their friend misses her only chance to see her favorite band--they got me sloshed at Irish pubs all night.


BTW, what the hell is with the entire city of Vancouver being one big Hooters? I don't think I saw a single waitress who didn't have cleavage to her chin and a skirt that was a cm away from showing her bits.



So we do our thing, suck down blowjobs, vodka redbulls, and lots of tasty pale ales, dance til we're dizzy, hit on Swiss dudes at 2am that weren't even half as drunk as we were, and then pass out.

Today I don't feel good at all. Physically, mentally, etc; I just feel like shit. And when I got home, as I was walking up to my apartment I thought, "Well, at least my roommate left earlier today and is gone the entire week so I can just be alone and relax tonight and be naked all the time."
Then I open the door, and my roommate's sister (who was visiting) is in my kitchen cooking herself an extravagant lunch with South Park blaring from the TV. I have no clue when she is leaving, but I hope it's pretty soon.

Grr.


PS: NOT EVERYONE CELEBRATES EASTER! I'm so sick of all the advertisements (and people) just assuming that everyone loves Christianity, Jesus, the Easter Bunny, and eggs. People who say things like, "I'm sure everyone with kids was doing this today or sometime this week! " with a picture of people dying eggs gets on my nerves. I have the same problem with Christmas too.
And people say we aren't a "Christian" nation...