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today is my 6,939th day of being alive. and i'll be dead so much longer. but this is this and that is that and i like now. my brithday was on tuesday. regardless of being ditched by dilly i managed to make it out to a few bars with my boys. liam, carter, owen, corey and lenny came out to the norfolk to share in a few celebratory pitchers. yeep! wednesday though was the most amazing day. jena, lenny and i took the train up to toronto. bought the new sufjan stevens and joanna newson's "milk eyed mender" which is absoloutly lovely. drank with lenny, jen and steve in the park. jena and i stumbled to the show. got our first free shots and made conversation with strangers - toronto is definately more friendlier than people make it out to be. blood brothers fucking rocked our asses. yeep! on the way back to our room met some boys from a band called National Monument and ended up hanging out with them. departed but they returned to svae us from a crazy gino stalker. getting deet around the corner from the bistro - lenny and kat showed up. band boys left to try and catch deerhoof. dark pitchers on lenny. over to sneaky dee's where we once again met up with the national monument bands and continued to get hammered off my nut. eventually made it home sometime after last call. art trip next day...if anyone has a chance to catch the "massive change" exhibit at the ago - i'd reccomend it - very fucking inspiring. off i go again. off i go.