blog for the sake of blogging

I never thought I'd do one of these. Like, what have I been doing with my life since Green Day.... nothing. literally. Nothing. I really can't remember... I worked a couple days at Urban. Chef got me another job at a resturant called Bocca. Its only weekends, and I get out by midnight, it's pretty sweet. but its deffinately not paying my rent. Well I stopped paying my rent for now anyways. I was worried about gettin furniture. I'm not sure that my next pay cheques will be enough to cover that. :
Basically I have been just waiting to back to London. I was there this past Monday and Tuesday. Started painting my room. Well Mel started painting my room. It is totally not close to done. It was a big wall and we really didn't work that much on it. She worked hard no doubt, but... She says it will take her at least liketwo more trips, but if Reggie comes down next time, it should get finished. I bought one can of black for the other walls.... I don't know if it will be enough. but I'm gonna try and stretch it. I went to go see another concert.
I think... I can't remember when the redwalls were... No I think that was before green day. See i really haven't done anything. REALLY. Fucking, fuck fuck, fuck fuck. I don't really want to go back to school. I've been rolling over in my mind doing a 6 month no drinking, no pot thing. it would be hard, but not really, because. well I can't afford to drink or smoke that much this year. but really... i figure, that if I'm going to do it make it a challenge, then this would be the year to do it. basically thought o boils down to the fact that i dont want ot give up smoking cigarettes... and i feel if i'm going to continue to smoke butts I'm gonna have to give up something in return. I think I will. I think I can. Sept.1st. There is in writing its on my blog. there we go. A sober frosh. this should be fucking great. omg, omg, omgomgomgomgomgomgomgomg..... i'm gonna do it. its gotta be the easier than giving up butts, which i KNOW i cant do... ok i gotta go and die

Green Day @ Molson Park

Best show I've been too ever, hands down. I finally figured out what that meant. kind of. There is no question, no objection, nothing that can refute that statement.
On the way up to the show, John provided us with some fantastic pot and while we sat in traffic, we smoked dube, after dube, after dube. And it was great. The traffic on the 400 wasn't that bad until we got closer to Barrie. For whatever reason they kept closing the off ramp to the park. Crowd control they called it. Idiocy, is what I call it.
We left the cirlce at a little after three, we pulled into the parking lot at like 6. We smoked one more BIG dube, and then figured it was time to start making our way in. And it was a long way. of course there was the laughable pat down. we got in and we could hear that the concert had started, but it was Anti Flag, and as good as they may [or may not be] i had my eye on the beer garden. Only at a concert can u pay $6.50 for a can of beer. But me Jenn and Lea slung two back like champs.
And then the rain started. It had been raining on and off all day and while we all wanted a woodstock 94 exprience of our own, deep down we just wanted it be dry and warm. The crowd went nuts as the rain cooled the air.
"Fuck Bush, blah blah, wine wine" Anti flag finally finished their set, and after a quick sess, and set change, Jimmy eat world took the stage. Fucking amazing. Opened with bleed america. and then the set was over. I swear they played like, 6 songs maybe. I was pretty pissed.
Now at this point I have to explain the best thing about an outdoor concert. We got there after the show started. We stumbled in after our beer and we were at the back, like way behind the sound booth behind the spot light towers. for anti flag, we just walked up a bit, past the parents waiting for this shit to end. For jimmy, we pushed through the bigger gaps pretty much half way between the sound booth adn the stage. For the main act though it was us and about 100 other people fully pushing our way through to the front. Green day isnt a concert we stand and watch. Its a jump anound and have a good time concert. You wanna stand get to the back. Now the cirlce pits, I had nothing to with, I just wasn't feeling it. Green day isn't that angry. So By the end of the concert, we were pretty damn close to the stage. We were so close we could feel the heat from the 50ft flames they used as pryos.
Green Day... Of course they hda to open the American idiot tour with American Idiot, which by the way I have a new respect for. I actually have a new respect for the entire band as a whole. They are by far the best showmen I have ever seen. Billy Joe got hit with shit three times and didn't get pissed, didn't miss a fucking beat. Tre Cool, its definatly tre cool. Billy Joe mooned the crowd. They made a band on stage, which apparently is something they do every show, and they band they mad e was great. Billy Joe [to the the would be guitarist] 'How old are you? 17? and you've been playing guitar for how long? 4 years? ok, ok i have one more question. Have you ever had sex with a woman? no? well you will tonite' And the kid was hott too. he HAAAAAADDD to have gotten laid like with the guitar still slung over his shoulder, in the parking and there must have been a line up. See thats cool. I can't think of anything cooler, really. The closed the show with time of your life, good ridence. Great show, worht every fucking penny. I will go to another Green Day show, thats for sure. I guess thats how they can get 30,000 people out to a show. the repeat factor. This was john's 4th or 5th show. The band has been together for 16 years, they've been puttin out main stream stuff for at least 12, and they show no sign of slowing down. Damned little kids at the show were all over the place. May just be the Rolling Stones of my generation. And I wouldn't have it any other way.

empty and lost

where do I begin.
Two weeks ago, things were looking up, up, up. Now I, I just want to... I don't know thats the thing. I am ever so lost.
Fucking Urban. I finished there. Started working the fencing job the next day. Holy shit, you really don't know how good you got it, until you see worse. I didn't think there was worse than chef. Oh there is. Fucking old Masodoian men are worse. I have never been yelled at so much in my entire life. From 7 a.m. till fucking 6 at night that old cout yelled and barked and yelled some more. Like what the fuck I was fucking trying, for god sakes. Like he would yell when you did it right to. So I worked that week untill Thursday and then Friday me and muffty went to Montreal.
Montreal. Where do I start with that. The bus ride was hidiously long. I slept for most it. Got to Montreal Friday afternoon, checked into the hotel, and was basically drinking the rest of the weekend.
That's not true, but thats how it felt. Friday night went to a club called parking. SO HOT! holy fuck, never groped/been groped so much ever. Fucking loved it. Saturday we went 'to do the tourist thing'. yeah right. went to the montreal eaton's centre. saw the mcgill campus. went to the stade d'olympic. and then because i fucking wanted to, we went to the casino. it was a long ass mission to get there, seeing as we didn't go in the right direction, but i'm blaming it on the fact, well that we don't speak french. we found out after we got there we could have taken the bus, but you live you learn right. Saturday night is a blur, we went to lots of bars, strip club or two, and then because I wasn't leaving montreal without some sex i went to oasis. Or whatever the hell that place was called. and I met someone. Someone I like. His name.... are ready for this one..
Steven.
Fucking loves it. Steven is from New york, hes a lawyer. He's 26. He seemed nice for the few short hours we had together, but, I thought we had a connection. So we traded information and promised to keep in touch.
Sunday was a write off. I didnt get out of bed untill like 2 p.m. and Muffty didn't seem in the best of moods. And I was tired and lonly. We went to a great club, we saw/heard dj hex hector, who did some wicked j-lo remixes (download his waiting for tonite remix, so awesome). However we spent the nite in a room upstairs that was all montreal twinks bumping and grinding to ciara. I had fun, by 2 I was finished and muffty still had dance in him, so we stayed till 3. I saw a effing hot gogo dancer. he was alll sex. well i guess what more can u be when ur dancing on a bar in a jockstrap. I love montreal. his name was jerry. or jerri. I love sexually ambiguous names. sometimes lol.
Monday morning we almost missed our bus. monday afternoon when we got off the bus, we basically were running in opposite directions from each other. I'm calling it cabin fever. I went over to potts' who was having, what was supposed to be a mac reunion, but there were york ppl too. But thats cool. I saw steve for the first time since christmas. Potts had said something about him turning into a butterball. I could see where it had come from, but, BUT, i still thought the motherfucker was hot. he's my little butterball. gawf.
Tuesday. I went to work. Bright and early. and bright amnd early that morning I decided that I had had enough. I was done, finished, pffffbbbbbbbb.
Which brings us to yesterday and today. went back to Urban to get my job back, which I did. Of course. So I'm a dishwasher again. yay.
was wandering downtown when mel calls me to go out with her and emma. long story short, ending up making out with both of them (individually and at the same time. drunk is drunk come on), watched them run after boys at the horseshoe and i thought about how much i wanted to hear from steve.
Which i did, today. I poured my heart out in an email to him and i get a ' what a sweet email, call me' in response. yeah.
So i'm going to have to work for this one. i hate work. but i'll do it, why not what have i really got to lose. really.
apparently there are 32 more days until i go back to london. here we go one more month. you can do it.
i hope.