I'm like two weeks behind, so no point in back tracking at this point.
A few highlights that stick in my mind however.
Venus Pizza with Beardo was hilariously awesome.
Lots of sauce talk and Ron Jeremy, good times from one in the morning on a Monday.
There was also a grand expedition for fish and chips by Hubbarts.
Derrick and Emilie were my fellow explorers as we winded down the scenic route.
When we finally did find the price it was in a camp ground with little girls on tricycles and old men on motorcycles.
There was also the meeting and be-friending of dd/mm/yyyy.
They came out for some soccering and I'm glad to report team Ron took the cup.
Those guys were lots of fun, I went to all 3 of their shows while they were in the city.
Laura came over from some supper after soccer, we made currie fries.
The Truro show was lots of fun, and so was the drive up.
I don't know how Christian does it but he always seems to be involved in all the good girl talk.
The Be Bad set in Truro went amazing, so much energy flying around the room.
It got more and more intense as the set went on.
Big Stop on the way home was lots of fun too, there was a chest of toys for kids.
We're all kids at heart.
ALSO, way after Big Stop but in the same night, I went to Freeman's with some cats.
We talked about the morals of not telling people if you know someone's penis is small.
My stance, is I don't give a shit.
The porn shop is none stop amazing, I love working there.
Except for rich boy and his sailing stories, shut the fuck up, because I don't give a shit.
I quit Subway yesterday, just didn't go in.
I've only ever had 2 jobs, and I felt totally unappreciated there.
I busted my balls working for them, actually giving a shit which is quite the fit when it comes to Subway employees.
I never got a raise, I never got a promotion, I never got anything from them.
I'd be so depressed in the hours before every shift, just not worth it anymore.
Once I start literally not caring about a job, theres no point in being there.
I like to take my work to heart, and work hard, do a good job.
So I spent my day off cutting out things for my new table and having supper with the Bwamph-ster.
Le Coque et les Phoques played a show on Saturday, with the help of Stephen Cooke and Derrick Hulkamania.
It was wicked, punk rock Coque/Phoque coming atcha.
I want Laura to return soon, but I thank the boys for playing and helping out while she's away.
The show on Friday at the Speakeasy was lots of fun, it was my first time there and I fucking love it.
So big, you can smoke inside, cheap drinks, good staff, free pool, lots of room to move, just a good spot.
Too bad it has to be so far away, if it would stop raining and people wouldn't be lazy I'm sure it would be fine.