risetruck

I had the crappiest Saturday night yesterday i've had in the longest time. It started out that a whole bunch of us were supposed to go out to a club in the old port. first off, everyone but one cancelled (like usual--its worse and worse as time goes on). I heard them all------from i got no money, i'm too tired, to a brand new one and this one got me by surprise: quote from my friend Pat Legare: Its too hot to go to Montreal!!!! wtf is that!! too hot!! what the fuck does heat have to do with that!!! pretty pathetic.....anyways the money one bothers me the most......if you got no money thats okay...just don't tell me your still going at 4pm that same afternoon asshole!!!

Anyhow, got that out of my system...so anyways we were just two of us left and we decided to just have a nice long walk around downtown......maybe stop at a little terrasse every so often to grab a beer or two......10 minutes into it, it started POURRING RAIN....we headed back to the car and of course it stopped right as we got in the car.....
on the upside, another friend of mine happenned to call and invited us to his bar, so I accepted, but as soon as i hung up I realized my friend was not dressed up at all to go there, so we decided to go back to his place to change.....on the way to his house we got stuck in mad traffic and by the time we got to his place it was already 1am so we said forget it and headed back to 2-mo
On the way home another person called to invite me to a big bash at the tartan....(the local shit-hole tavern)....I said to my friend well: our night cant get any worse so fuck it lets go....but when I drove up close to the place I realized i have a little too much pride to be caught alive in that place.
So I called it quits for the night.....

Sunday was a great day!!!! lol!!!