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Tuesday, June 20, 2006 at 3:18 p.m.

life update

I just downloaded 32 albums off the internet.
I guess I sort of feel guilty, but at the same rate, I probably never would have bought them (considering I can hardly afford hydro)

I just burnt some boiled eggs, because im a menace at the stove. Who the fuck burns boiled eggs?? god.

This weekend was a blast. Most notably the underwear party in our bedroom with toby, cher, bar and me. I guess thats what being up at 7am and drunk can do to people! The pictures were lovely.

MR JACKSON WAS EVEN THERE!

Right now I gotta run across the street to the drugstore to pick up some xanax, so i can keep my life in check. I feel like ive been on so many pills...fuuuck. Maybe these will make me less drowsy than the ativan. And speaking of the drugstore, what sort of shoppers isnt open on the weekend? Its screwed me twice before, not being able to refill a prescription and having no way to transfer it.

I sware to god these people in upperlower town are hoity. The lcbo is only open till 7pm (wtf) starbucks till i think 7 too. I guess I should stop complaining considering we have to move soon.


They are putting up this fucking monstrosity right outside our window. 27 story highrise with concert hall and 3 story underground parking lot. Like i am going to pay for a place where my windows will shake every morning and my gf will get cat called leaving the house.

Crossing my fingers that we might have found some flatmates for august. If not, back to the drawing board.

SORRY FOR THE BIG PICTURES xo

-BSWEET

Friday, June 16, 2006 at 7:43 a.m.

LIFE UPDATE #!



It 7:40am, and i havent been able to sleep alll night.
Right now im sitting in the brown chair, on uottawa infoweb picking classes, and trying to decide what i should choose for my minor (english, communications, philosophy, music???)
Unfortunately, the decision making process has somehow widdled into me watching 5 80's x-men cartoons. (can i say wickid????)

Yesterday the band jammed for the 3rd time like this week, and while we were wrapping up, the bilaw came with a noise complaint. She was polite, and we said we'd quit, but heres my beef, don't people have something better to do at 7pm then hasstle some poor bilaw officer to drive out to southkeys? A polite knock on the door would have sufficed. And i mean, im sure its not even THAT loud..she heard us before we answered the door, and even offered to do a decibel check to appease the neighbours..but it was obvious it wasnt that loud...

Anyway, we ended watching cable, making fun of muchmusic vj's and eating veggiedogs *dave had 6...fuuuuuck*

We watched that movie the hills have eyes tonight as well (the remake) and it was well done, but could have done with a little less, ill say, gore for shock value?? AND I DIDNT EVEN KNOW IT WAS THE SAME GUY WHO PLAYED PYRO IN THE XMEN MOVIES. man, he should have just thrown fireballs, like supermario.

I think im going to go to the kitchen and get some TROPICANA..i love the stuff, its like drugs. WHY WOULD YOU EVER DRINK ANOTHER ORANGE JUICE????

-Brent