There has been so many goings on that I have no idea where to begin....Uhh...I'm finally back to a semi-regular schedule of hangouts with Siobhan, which has been a staple of my life since I moved back to Halifax two years ago. We spend many hours sitting comfortably on her couch, snacking and smoking life away. Jeph is now coming with the territory and makes the blowjob stories embarassing to tell, but don't I love him all the same??!
I've been working my new P/T job at the tattoo parlour for about a week now, which is fun as hell when I get to hang out and socialize and eat BK veggies and fries (free!!) but the actual work part is no-fun. We will see what happens. I return to Frenchy's this Wednesday under the wing of a new owner...again, we shall see what happens.
Friday night was wild and fun as hell, a roadtrip to PEI with GS+ Brett and Ian = major barf sessions and drunken moon shout outs. I'll elaborate later someday. It was great. One of the bouncers called me a DISCRACE, and another one gave me a bottle of confiscated vodka. Maybe we can have fun at college bars! Thanks to Brad D. for putting on the show, and for being so damn adorable when he gets kicked out of them! (or bloomfield parties at that..) I'm really stoked for the No-Cases. fuckityeaaaaaaaright.
Saturday our Battledick got sunk at the Hamburger Party.
1/4 of Battledick by Sasha
It was mind-blowing and intense. Metalshop was my favorite noise act. I'm not in the mood for a show review, or even LJ'ing for that matter but I'm sick as a dog with herpes AND AIDS and I basically can't do anything but stare at a television/monitor. Alas my little buddy Toby-san has linked to video clips of the battle.
http://thetobias.livejournal.com/123699.html?mode=reply fuck you html, i won't even ATTEMPT!
Hmmm, other news? Nothing exciting, really. Hmmm,....Gilbert Switzer made it to cover story status for the Dal Gazette this week which is wonderful...add that to our press kit and MIANS will never turn us down. Tour grant is up next, we all have to get passports and visas and junk. We can't fuck up at the border, I wanna play ABC No Rio in NYC! And meet someone on the trip that will fall in love with me and move back to Halifax to be my dog.
Right now I'm going to boil up a pot of tea and attempt to stomach some dry crackers. This cold is going to turn into one of my infamous throat infections, keeping me bedridden forever and ever. I will also watch some television and revel in the excitement of nouveau crushes and victims of my lust. It's so much funner before they find out.
edit - Eben: Shenaz Auntie wants you to trim your beard and she loves you and is going to cook us supper soon. The Stolen Minks are her favorite band!