there's only one way...
fucking bonnie tyler... uhauls should totally cover this song... but first we have to get our covers of miss lauper's 'she bop' and 'slave' by britney.
we just need female vocalists to get into this city already.
the meal will be here on tuesday, i think angela, cyana, garret and i will all shit our pants.
the maegatron arrives on the 20th. more shat pants. i can't wait.
the island will have nothing, and toronto will have everything, including the amazing hipster house. fuck.
g and i left the house last night with 2 40s of colt 45 each... we drank down the first ones at some house party, and got right into the second ones... i got about halfway down that one, then realized i was drinking too fast, so i gave the other half to a bum on george street. i gave half a 40 to a fucking bum! it made my night.
we proceeded to reilly's, which is some crazy dancey bar. i drank more and wandered around the dance floor for hours. i was inducted into some club (i can't remember the name) and all 5 of us drank tequila shots... then, funniest thing happened. one of the stalker chics from the subway approached me on the dance floor. it was hilarious... i humoured myself by talking a while. then jsut kinda left, and stumbled around some more. garret angela and cyana took off at some point... i got a phone call from them later...
eventually i jsut wandered home and crashed on my nice new bed i assembled yesterday.
the end
"cool story hansel"
i got the best costume for tonight... rock the party? i think so.
pictures will be up later.. you betta believe
but for now, breakfast.
m to the issing.
-cedric.
we just need female vocalists to get into this city already.
the meal will be here on tuesday, i think angela, cyana, garret and i will all shit our pants.
the maegatron arrives on the 20th. more shat pants. i can't wait.
the island will have nothing, and toronto will have everything, including the amazing hipster house. fuck.
g and i left the house last night with 2 40s of colt 45 each... we drank down the first ones at some house party, and got right into the second ones... i got about halfway down that one, then realized i was drinking too fast, so i gave the other half to a bum on george street. i gave half a 40 to a fucking bum! it made my night.
we proceeded to reilly's, which is some crazy dancey bar. i drank more and wandered around the dance floor for hours. i was inducted into some club (i can't remember the name) and all 5 of us drank tequila shots... then, funniest thing happened. one of the stalker chics from the subway approached me on the dance floor. it was hilarious... i humoured myself by talking a while. then jsut kinda left, and stumbled around some more. garret angela and cyana took off at some point... i got a phone call from them later...
eventually i jsut wandered home and crashed on my nice new bed i assembled yesterday.
the end
"cool story hansel"
i got the best costume for tonight... rock the party? i think so.
pictures will be up later.. you betta believe
but for now, breakfast.
m to the issing.
-cedric.