Fisherman’s Friend + Captain Mo’s

Wow! So this is what spring break is supposed to feel like; minus the sickness of course.

So much has gone on the past week, I have nowhere to start..! Let’s start with today (because today is basically the only day I remember haha)

So I woke up still feeling sick and [being the desi that I am] headed straight towards the liquor cabinet and took a few swigs (ha) of CMooooo. Not in the mood to walk, Mama drove me to Simmi’s and we chilled for a bit. Sobered up a bit I bussed to my doc appointment. I ran into one of my old friends who has become SO distant we can’t even hold up a five minute conversation….I don’t know if it’s the people I hang out with or the sneakers I rock, but she has distanced herself from me (actually, from everyone) significantly in the past three years. It’s sad but the inevitable truth of life. After my doc appointment I took a random bus from Heritage to Southgate which was quite the adventure. I actually quite like Century Park; the new apartments they’re building there are really nice. So I finally end up in Southgate and take three more buses to Sam’s house to pick up my pipe. On the way, the asshole bus driver took away my bus pass, when all the other drivers said “You can use it ’til spring break is over!” What a fucker. So I bus from Ottwell to Whyte to go see Ian perform at Steeps. (PS Happy 18th Bro!) Honestly, it was one of the best shows I’ve been to. Him and his friend (Andrew, I believe?) are REALLY talented kids, and wouldn’t be surprised if they made it big. At this point Edmonton weather kicks in and I am FREEZING my ass off walking to Foosh. I was having [what seemed to be] a shitty day and started talking to Lydia about how guys are tools and all that jazz, and a little

*INTERUPTION* THEY ARE PLAYING “JUST A FRIEND” BY BIZ MARKIE ON THE RADIO. Could today get any better?!

while into the conversation, it comes up how I’m unemployed. She whispers; “You should apply here!” =D I was beaming for the rest of the night.

I eventually go to Yasmins, go home, realize I’m so sick and eat a pack of F. Friends, which don’t do SHIT when your tonsils are the size of mangos.

…but yeah. Solid day, I think so. =)