garlic breath.

pumped that i didnt blow a bunch of money of food last night, although the stealing of pizza crusts was taken to a whole new level. why do those pizza places put so much damn garlic on their pizz? i was slizzin' all over the place last night.

my farts smell.

shake this.

for the second night in a row, im really drunk. not as bad as last night, but still drunk enough. i biked all over the city today which ruled. my mom called me a bum, which also ruled. i love the "summer". more bike riding tomorrow.

wish you were here stef!

working for the weekend.

i am a can-man.

burgers rule.

i puked on emma's leg.

forever fucked.

the van is dead. this is really the straw that broke the camel's back. im tired of getting it fixed and i think its tired of driving around with 2 tons worth of people and gear in it. good enough run but im admitting defeat.

as if things could get any worse, i am currently getting over having pink eye, and i also have a chest infection. what the fuck?

as if things could actually get worse, i was given a ticket today for being parked in a delivery zone. thing is, i have a delivery plate. pretty bizarre huh? the day theres actually somewhere to park along that road and i dont have to tell someone with a normal plate to move, theres a fucking over zealous pig there handing out tickets like coors light during spring break daytona. the montreal police force is a joke, their officers are jokes and i fully encourage everyone to fuck with them any chance you get. theres no way in hell im paying that fucking ticket.

fuck this stupid fucking world.

mini man

today i saw a miniature man. not a midget, not a dwarf, just a very small, very cute man.

WHY?

UGGZ are the ugliest form of shoe apparel ever to grace the earth. theres nothing worse than seeing some frumpy girl with a worn out pair of UGGZ.

mansions and unwelcome floors.

i spent last weekend in nyc. left montreal way later than we had wanted to. the border took a long time but we got through no problem. my car decided to stop working right after albany but then decided to start working again aout 5 minutes later. definitely the weirdest thing a vehicle has done to me. got to nyc at around 10. watched STREETS practice and started destroying a 30 pack. went and ate the best pizza ive ever had in my life and then went to a mansion party which was HIPSTER CENTRAL. definitely an odd vibe at the party, in the end we stayed on the floor. me and stef slept in a pretty big closet. woke up and pretty much got kicked out. saturday we walked around williamsburg and went to a rad music store. i bought a ludwig super sensitive snare which rules so much. the venue we played at was really awesome. it was the basement of a cafe called the cake shop. the show fucking ruled, it was one giant party. imagine 100-150 people just partying while youre playing. so fucking awesome. STREETS ruled as well, people went apeshit, especially scott. chevy's farts were incredibly putrid all weekend.

barn burner, adult crash free show at the blackdot friday. bring beer, bring party.