yesterday went really well, near perfect i would say. my flight was on time. my hotel room was so nice. i actually had a minibar. everything was overpriced of course, but i indulged in a heineken. the venue was decorated really nicely, it's a really swanky place to begin with. anyone in and around montreal should check out the moomba club. i'm still in awe of the design.

they had a band performing. they were called matador and played various cover songs. they were really good. apparently they play the club every friday. there was one really cute boy in the band. i should have spoke to him, instead i was shy. he came upstairs into the staff room to collect his stuff and i made an ass out of myself. i just lost the ability to speak. it was terrible and embarassing. i suck. at least i took some good shots of him playing for the website. gosh, he was cute.

i hate being so shy. i can never approach people that interest me, then i kick myself afterwords. bah.

i had to add frenchie to my favourites. is she not the cutest thing ever??

current song: metric - combat baby.
current mood: regretful.