I did laundry last night. I had to go to the laundromat a block from my apartment. When I got there, the air was blue. Okay? It was disgusting. There were three people sitting there at the table, smoking. This happens all the time in Quebec - people smoking where they shouldn't be. But the interesting part? There were a bunch of Smirnoff Ice ( Read more... )

So, I'm listening to Coheed + Cambria. I quite like it, but I have a feeling that it's dreadfully uncool. Is it? Not that I care, this song is awesome, I'm just curious ( Read more... )

I guess my apartment will forever smell like pizza, since the place underneath and one unit over because a restaurant.

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I just saw a guy biking down Wellington Street (not by any means a side-street!) in the left-hand lane with one hand on the handlebars and the other holding a cellphone to his face.

Most of the time, the speakers on my street are an annoyance. The city has speakers up and down the street, fixed to the streetlights. For the most part, they play bad music. It's usually 15 years old and some of it is french. They serve, I suppose, to boost morale of the local residents poor suckers who live on the wrong side of town. I live on a ( Read more... )

My street turns into a weird, weird place twice a year. At the beginning of summer (not the technical one, but when people start wearing skimpy stuff) and at the end of it, there's a big sidewalk sale/street festival. Right now there's a stage two blocks away that's very much alive with franco-country music. And this isn't 'new country' either. ( Read more... )

Lights, camera, action! In Verdun ( Read more... )

In a word, I am: gross. And I'm friggin' tired of it, too. I'm itchy all over, the skin on my wrists seems irritated, I can't remember what it feels like to have a nose that isn't all stuffed up, and runny and I've got a pimple on the corner of my mouth that makes it hurt when I open my mouth too wide. My sore throat is pretty much gone, though, ( Read more... )