All of Ottawa smells like poop.

Apr 12, 2008 20:31

Roommate's mother is staying with us this weekend. She's possibly more insane than said roommate. If not insane then she's the most awkward person to talk to ever. She tells the most random stories, in a voice just above a whisper, and then expects you to comment. Also this morning Jes and I were woken up at 10 by loud yelling aka Crazy McCrazo and her mother fighting about really stupid things. I honestly don't think I've been in a screaming match with my own mother since I was 12 or something. Ugh. 14 more sleeps, come faster.

Jes and I were randomly walking around downtown the other day and we somehow ended up in the sketchiest place ever. There were these two Native American people sitting on the ground drinking something out of a paper bag and one screams to us: "I'm an Indian, I smoke a lot and I don't pay taxes!" and the other one adds:"Can I have my quarter back?". It was the most random thing ever.

In other news I only have 3 days of work left.

Why can I not find a spring coat anywhere? Apparently since the last time I went shopping they stopped selling winter things and started selling bathing suits.
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