genetic_freeman

So you all missed my show at the Dungeon on Thursday. Motherfuckers. It's alright, I wouldn't have gone either I think.

I spent like 30 hours at the dungeon this week, well, in 3 days rather. Ska fest was on friday and saturday. The Johnstones are way overrated, they're just a bunch of prettyboy fucks that play generic ska. Nothing real special about their sound.



I came out to shine on the first night of the ska fest and perfected the art of slow motion skanking and topped it off by throwing my feet out from under me and falling to the ground as hard as I could. Other than that I just did the typical ruining skankpits by running through them in weird directions and backwards.

The best band of ska fest was definitely The Arsenals. They were real black guys! I know eh. Black guys playing real ska at Ontario Ska Fest, I wasn't expecting that. There were a lot of notable bands though like Makeshift Heroes of course, Skaface was awesome (I stole the guitar players tuner), and The Delegates are great. And to top the night off Chris Murray played. This one guy playing ska on an accoustic guitar blew away all these teenage skacore shits. Tip of the hat to Mr. Murray for coming all the way up to a shitty city to play a shitty venue from California.

The first night I hung out mostly with Julia my guitar student who I ran into there. It was her first concert and her sister kept leaving her alone and she clearly seemed kinda nervous about that so I stayed with her as often as I could and tried to get her to skank.

We met some bitch named meishka, what a hoe-bag! You couldn't even kill my ex-girlfriend for me! Moleman was apparently trying to hit up her friend. Well, good luck to him! He's a nice guy who unfortunately looks like someone tried to put out a forest fire on his face with a screwdriver. With a beard on top. But man, does that guy have great hair!

I wasn't feeling too cool the last night though, I dunno, I get those random depressin's. And this time it wasn't because Monique was there and she was clearly trying to make me jealous by groping her new bf all night. Has she not realized yet that I don't give a fuck? She turned into a fucking retarded lush and when I hear her talk now I think "holy shit, she sounds like a valley girl with cerebral palsy. How did I put up with that? Oh right, the vagina." She got fat anyway.

I unquit Zellers and then quit Swiss Chalet. Everything is back to how it was. But I might quit Zellers again if I get into Montanas. Quiting is fun. I do it often.

I asked some guy at work today if he wanted to donate his points to the olympic team and he said yeah and I guess he thought it cost 2 bucks, so he gave me 2 bucks. I wasn't gonna correct him. So in summation, I attained an extra 2 bucks.

I think if I scream like the guy in Dahmer long enough it will make me puke. I think I will put that to the test sometime soon. It would make for good stage antics.

I'm on READING WEEK! and Carolyn is coming into town for an operation. But she's a trooper, the day of her operation she's going to an interview at U of T and then she will want to hang out with me. It's cool stuff.

AHHH! It's 11:11!!! FREAKOUT!
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k it's gone.

Speaking of which, some lady came to my counter with Tampax and gum today and the total came to $11.11, this is how that went:

"Ok, your total is... AH!"
"huh?"
"Nothing.... $11.11"

I also ran into ian_g at ska fest. We decided that we are going to rent out a venue and put on a pukefest with shitty bands and puke all over the place. I love it!

I still miss Jen and hate life. OUT