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well its about that time of the year...october the 4th already...holy fuck, this year will not be long lived.
i've been busy, and probably more the problem, my computer has been on the fritz...it is currently duct taped together, haha!
but at any rate i felt that an entry needed to be made. school seemed like it needed to take presidence this year, and Oct the 3rd seemed to get a little side lined...we went out the night before, figuring that at midnight it would count as the third. what a weird and slightly creepy evening. all of halifax was a complete ghost town, not a soul around. deserted pavement of conformity. also the weed may have added a slight sense of paranoia. so we walked all over the place, covered a lot of ground, and after four we were fairly tapped out. i was anyways. so we headed home, and sat out on the balcony for a while before going to bed. a little too uneventful, and also it just didn't feel like it fit right.
so regardless of saph's psych test of this morning, we met up at the wardroom last night after i was done work, and drank a couple pitchers. we ran into sarah and so it was great to hang out with her as well. some kid drank a mug of our beer with us, Kay? Kuy? something like that. it was a weird tie back to run into Judy, as it was her birthday, and we had spent it with her in first year. anywho, the wardroom closed up and saph and i walked down to the shore which had felt too dodgy the night before, and enjoyed a little smoke. i was fairly drunk, and now fairly spacey/giggly, but once again i motored/speed walked up the hill of death. HA! saph almost died, i was ecstatic. then there was a debate over whether we should go see Argos or not. saph said she had her test in the morning, so instead of actually going to see the puppy, I performed an interpretive dance on the steps of the building on Oxford and Coburg, singing a very dramatic and nasally opera representing my being torn between Argos/The Good, and Life/Responsibility. it was quite something, and i'm surprised the cops weren't called on me screeching all of this out at around 3AM...maybe anyone watching was too amused when i fell to my knees in despair before we headed back towards Quinpool and home. decided food from freeman's would be good, ran into Judy and Kuy again there. so we ordered, but by the time it came, looking at it was making me queesy, so ate some, and then packed the rest up to go home, and i ran out of there pretty quick... Got home, i grabbed a bucket just in case, and fell asleep. woke up still drunk when saph had to go write her test, slept a little more, and was fine when i got up to go to Crime and Criminal Justice. woot woot.
but it was good times. different, but acceptable i think.
i've been busy, and probably more the problem, my computer has been on the fritz...it is currently duct taped together, haha!
but at any rate i felt that an entry needed to be made. school seemed like it needed to take presidence this year, and Oct the 3rd seemed to get a little side lined...we went out the night before, figuring that at midnight it would count as the third. what a weird and slightly creepy evening. all of halifax was a complete ghost town, not a soul around. deserted pavement of conformity. also the weed may have added a slight sense of paranoia. so we walked all over the place, covered a lot of ground, and after four we were fairly tapped out. i was anyways. so we headed home, and sat out on the balcony for a while before going to bed. a little too uneventful, and also it just didn't feel like it fit right.
so regardless of saph's psych test of this morning, we met up at the wardroom last night after i was done work, and drank a couple pitchers. we ran into sarah and so it was great to hang out with her as well. some kid drank a mug of our beer with us, Kay? Kuy? something like that. it was a weird tie back to run into Judy, as it was her birthday, and we had spent it with her in first year. anywho, the wardroom closed up and saph and i walked down to the shore which had felt too dodgy the night before, and enjoyed a little smoke. i was fairly drunk, and now fairly spacey/giggly, but once again i motored/speed walked up the hill of death. HA! saph almost died, i was ecstatic. then there was a debate over whether we should go see Argos or not. saph said she had her test in the morning, so instead of actually going to see the puppy, I performed an interpretive dance on the steps of the building on Oxford and Coburg, singing a very dramatic and nasally opera representing my being torn between Argos/The Good, and Life/Responsibility. it was quite something, and i'm surprised the cops weren't called on me screeching all of this out at around 3AM...maybe anyone watching was too amused when i fell to my knees in despair before we headed back towards Quinpool and home. decided food from freeman's would be good, ran into Judy and Kuy again there. so we ordered, but by the time it came, looking at it was making me queesy, so ate some, and then packed the rest up to go home, and i ran out of there pretty quick... Got home, i grabbed a bucket just in case, and fell asleep. woke up still drunk when saph had to go write her test, slept a little more, and was fine when i got up to go to Crime and Criminal Justice. woot woot.
but it was good times. different, but acceptable i think.