ahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha more good days(and nights)







i went to mike ross' last night had a great time
drunk i walked to my mum's house to say hi
she said "zeig heil" (or something)
today i let my gut hang out and walked to the mall to return these godforsaken boxers
i bought them from ae thinking "oh my god so cool greeen with lemons"
and i did think they were really cool till i got home and unfolded them to find the phrase "pucker up" written all over
and i was like "fffffffffffuuuuuuuuuuuuuuucccckkk that"




last night i was a littel tipesy (like right nw) mike ross said "i'll drive you home in the morning"
but we all know dan st doesn't listen to anything but himself (internalidealogicalfascism)
and i tried to walk home.





a fucking cop saw me crossing the street (mcleod hill road)
and pulled over saying "yer all over the road"
and i was thinking "durrr crossing" but it has been my experience, that, the harder you argue your sobriety the drunker they think you are. so i just said "on my way home not hurting anything"
and he was like "well then i'd hate to see you tanked"(drunktank)
and i could tell his partner wanted to taser me while he went further:
"want a drive?"
so i stood there like a fucking stunned deer staring at him (making up my mind)
and i thought 'any charges would be levelled under false pretense'
so i got in


partner didn't say ANYTHING but me and the driver talked the whole way home
and on the way home this thought crept across my mind
'erreythinz falling apart i've been vegetarian for so long that's the only thing that doesnt only constant'
so he let me out and i walked to le diplomat
erin gow of all people was my waitress hahahahaha and she laughed as i expleined i've been veg for like ten years and she said "i know" but i was so scared it would make me puke everywhere

and the drunk guy puking, whose going to believe it was veglife-consequential?
i ordered a bud and when i got it i said "i might need another"
but i did get it and i ate bacon eggs and hashbrown
while i must admit it was fun, i still consider myself the veganazi and insist this comes doen to karma and nothing more
last night i just wanted to establish that i have renounced everything i swore by (yet still considered myself conscious)






i found god, cops who aren't dicks and breach of my ten year meat celibacy

i went to le mall today and bought "the book of phobias" out of humourous spite and affirmed tghat drinking when you wake up from a night out drinking is super-pleasurable
in a way hoe-bags could never eye








i heard "rain king" by the counting crows this morning
so i bought le cd
had a delightful conversation with many people i thought 'i shouldn't listen to'























your father's doing pushups in the driveway again