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potch <3s austrich.

i cannot shake the odd feeling leftover from last night. i tried shaking it with some adventuring in azshara. on the way, a baby shammy ran past and i couldn't even bring myself to kill his filthy self. my dagger cried. and this hangover. seriously. i drank three coronas. this is unfair. damn you low tolerance! damn you to hell! SF should prove interesting.

last night started with my friend jay at an NFB showing of experimental 16mm films. most dated between the late '50s and '60s. the majority were not my cup of tea. artsy weird films just don't inspire me very much. similar to art installations. they showed a couple films by norman mclaren. though it was mainly his soundtrack that impressed me. a chairy tale was fairly amusing. however the method by which he created music on his films is far more important. being an electronic music pioneer, and such. his early line work is pretty neat. i do remember seeing alouette in school. in my art program we had to create an animation similar to his work. i don't believe i did it. because i hated that program more than i hate dwarves. now the people there, well, there was an abundance of full bearded young men. during the last ryan larkin film, some random decided to add his own lyrics to the music. they may have been french. or he could have just been gurgling? progressively, it became louder. we left shortly after.

went to the morrissey after that. the drinks began. one drink and then we're leaving. that's what they always say. the music was my style. reminiscent of my days of mod club in toronto. i met up with some friends i hadn't seen in a while. i have absolutely no idea why this was said now, but the words you're like chewbacca only shorter and less hairy were uttered about me. attractive. (edit: i've learned i am like chewbacca because i am a great wingman. gosh.) word was spread that SS and grooverider were in town. i did fancy some dnb and dancing so off i went. it had been a very long time, after all. unbeknownst to me, my friend donovan, hilarious actor and all around good time, was previously a well known mc in canada. it was an interesting thing to watch. in fact, most things surrounding him last night were such. fuck the what is all i can say. i did discover his girlfriend is fantastic. we'll have to invade the men's washroom more often. haha. i do recall apologizing to some guy doing his business, and he replied, no, thank you. what? i also got told i look like ashlee simpson. fuck the what is that about?

i enjoy nights that wander. in fact, i like most plans like that. i wish my plane ticket was open ended. i need an adventure. and an rv.

i can't believe it is april 8th already.

vegas, baby?

this is partially for arete and chanel. first though, check out my awesome new boots. the tassles have snakes wrapping around them. hardcore. corn nuts ftw!