Friday, March 25, 2005

La musique: plea from a cat named virtue- the weakerthans

So I'm up at 10, (but since 7:30) after an evening of blackjack, beer, fireworks and flashlights in Winsloe. It's likely all the caffeine in the beer I drank (Molson KICK, for drunks who can't go 10 minutes without a pepsi). In any case, I have a nice scrape on my knee from falling in Gabrielle's driveway in my underwear and I have the words "DRUG" and "FREE" written on my knuckles.

FUCK.

I appear to be headed to the city of Frederiction for the weekend to visit my good friend Dan. I haven't been there in a bit and have a terrible grudge to settle with that city. Alas, it appears convienently that the weakerthans are appearing at the cellar @ UNB, so that should be fun.
Anyways, I'm out like hammer pants.
Have a good weekend everybody.

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