Here's a picture of Melissa and I enjoying the Mudmen show at the Burns. We were both very drunk. BTW Shout-out to Melissa for whatever I was supposed to give her a Shout-out for.
It was nice to have Boots back from the backward and evil West. He didn't blow up Alberta as I had requested, but I decided to spare his life and give him another chance. It was also good to see Zach Nunes back from the frosty north shore of Lake Superior, (I still don't know why on Earth anyone would choose to live in Thunder Bay) I haven't seen that guy for like two years. I also saw Rob for like 15 seconds. That always seems to happen.
An important piece of news from the evening is that for once I was able to keep up drinking-wise with my peers and not end up getting screwed over as usual by splitting pitchers with them. I think I only managed this because I doused my chicken fried rice with about half a litre of soya sauce at dinner and was forced to deal with the ensuing thirst. Also as I got increasingly drunk, my desire to spite my friends by drinking more than my share grew. While it was nice to have fun and not end up spending more on beer than if I had just bought pints on my own, I did end up with a pretty nasty hangover (I'm sure the soya sauce played a role in this) and something in my gut area still hurts a little. I hope it's not my liver.
Keep on Tranglin,
Anthony
22 comments:
And you told me to go easy on my liver.
almost a full week of drinking... I totally deserved it.
The picture is hilarious, it looks like you're throat is going to explode.
YOUR THROAT ASPLODE
what's with the glasses? you seem inconsistent in your use of them. what's the go?
my boobs are in the picture too, thanks.
Julia
I said something about a Timmy Horton's aspolding to Aaron the other day.
Loz, "the go" (is that an aussie thing?) is that I have both glasses and contact lenses which I wear according to my whims and fancies. Though I almost always wear my glasses because I am usually too lazy to bother with rinsing and solutions and sticking things in my eyes. I wear the contacts more often in the summer so that I can sport whatever fancy sunglasses I may have found in the $1.50 bin without having to cope with near total blindness.
Mel, peer pressure is so teh cool. Actually I totally hate it, but because I have no self control, personal will or independent self-image, I am powerless to fight it. Occasionally I can successfully pressure one of my peers, but that is less common.
Julia, glad you found my blog. Also glad you found your boobs.
Nick, stop trying to act Canadian. You're not fooling anyone. Your lingo is skewed and awkward. You are at best a tourist trying to fit in. And you smell.
My head hurts too much to read this.
I'm sure it was very interesting.
Your face is awkward and skewed.
sounds like a nice night out. I need to start taking my camera when I go drinking more often.
LMK, i like that.
It sounds like you're saying that you'll be going drinking more often and taking your camera, and not the other way around.
Anthony: it's an Aussie thing.
Mmmm... misplaced modifiers.
A coyly placed comma would fix that. Everyone imagine a comma between drinking and more.
I never really thought of a comma as coy, but if an exclaimation mark can be an orgasm I guess anything is possible.
Commas aren't coy, they are polite, but you can place them coyly.
Commas killed my mother.
Comma sympathizer.
and now for something completely different...I just made it my goal to find good music in other languages, way to be one step ahead all the time.
Julia
You should blame Wes Anderson, Julia.
me too! And by that, I mean he's awesome.
It doesn't take much to get Nick to touch himself.
It would take much more to get someone else to touch him.
he should just buy a pet and some peanut butter. he would feel touched deep down in his soul (and his pants)
That's gross.
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