HOLY SMOKES
I just downloaded 32 albums off the internet.
I guess I sort of feel guilty, but at the same rate, I probably never would have bought them (considering I can hardly afford hydro)
I just burnt some boiled eggs, because im a menace at the stove. Who the fuck burns boiled eggs?? god.
This weekend was a blast. Most notably the underwear party in our bedroom with toby, cher, bar and me. I guess thats what being up at 7am and drunk can do to people! The pictures were lovely.
MR JACKSON WAS EVEN THERE!
Right now I gotta run across the street to the drugstore to pick up some xanax, so i can keep my life in check. I feel like ive been on so many pills...fuuuck. Maybe these will make me less drowsy than the ativan. And speaking of the drugstore, what sort of shoppers isnt open on the weekend? Its screwed me twice before, not being able to refill a prescription and having no way to transfer it.
I sware to god these people in upperlower town are hoity. The lcbo is only open till 7pm (wtf) starbucks till i think 7 too. I guess I should stop complaining considering we have to move soon.
They are putting up this fucking monstrosity right outside our window. 27 story highrise with concert hall and 3 story underground parking lot. Like i am going to pay for a place where my windows will shake every morning and my gf will get cat called leaving the house.
Notice the arrow pointing to our window... I love looking into walls.
Crossing my fingers that we might have found some flatmates for august. If not, back to the drawing board.
SORRY FOR THE BIG PICTURES xo
-BSWEET