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• Saturday 10am: Work at Elevator.
• Saturday 1pm: Pick up Trines.
• Saturday 5:30pm: Arrive in London
• Saturday 6:30pm: London Christmas Parade Starts
• Sunday 11am: Get Carl & Sara to drive to Milton
• Sunday 1pm: Arrive in Milton
• Sunday 2pm: Milton Christmas Parade Starts
• Sunday 6pm(?): Work at Elevator.
• Sunday 6pm: Indulge in poisionous addiction(?)
• Monday-Friday 9am (HA!): Work at… Work.
• Monday 7pm: Work at Elevator.
• Tuesday 7pm: Work at Elevator, or go to Yuk Yuk's.
• Wednesday 7pm: Gallery opening at Elevator
• Thursday 7pm: Unicycle Club.
• Friday 7pm: Indulge in poisionous addiction(?)
• Saturday 9am: Renew licence & plates
• Saturday 10:30am: Get picked up by Carl & Sarah
• Saturday 11am: Start driving to Windsor
• Saturday 2:30pm: Lunch at Swiss Chalet
• Saturday 6pm: Windsor Christmas Parade

My mom's not going to be pleased. She won't see me all next week!

This whole getting super-drunk thing isn't working out for me anymore. Partially because of the money I'm spending. Mostly because of how much of an idoit I can become. Just I know that saying “No drinking til New Years” ain't gonna happen. Maybe if I blew all my money on something totally stupid and then I could be like “Right, I can't afford the booze” that would make life easier.

Well, I do have a car that needs snow tires, and a front door panel looked at… Bah. Forget that. I should just buy a coker.

Hey hey here comes no one
Another friend to have a go on
And she asks me do I miss her when she�s gone
And I reply as much as I miss anyone

Oh! Woohoo
And I�ll be your gay friend
Cus your marriage never ends
Till we fuck and fight again
Theres a space between us
So jump into my bed
Pretend the world is dead
Always in my head is a space between us

Hey lord forgive us if we’re wrong
Make sure that he never hears this song
And she says that I�m the opposite of a hallmark card
She asked me how I�m feeling
When I don�t want to think that hard

CHORUS

It’s the late show now
When does the late show end
When god is in the details
Forget to show my friend
I have a friend again
You my friend again
My gay friend

Oh! Woohoo! Erhh
So jump into my bed
Pretend the world is dead
Always in my head is a space between us
And I�ll be your gay friend
As your marriage never ends
Till we fuck and fight again
Theres a space between us
Oh! Woohoo!

Meh. I met a boy months ago, and he told me what the deal was. I basically ignored what he said and proceeded to like him more and more each day anyways. Last night I got super drunk and told him what I feel about him and he reminded me about what he told me months ago. *Shrug* Can't be helped.

I can hear Badur's voice in the back of my mind going “Told you so!”

But I can definately warm one end while I burn the normal one! So I work a 9-5 corporate-ish job, right? I can have blue/purple/green hair at work and dress in BME t-shirts and cargo pants, although I have been requested to take my lip piercing out during office hours. Which means I take it out when the boss comes in and I put it back when the boss leaves. *shrug* Anyways. I leave my house before 8am to arrive a little after 9am. I normally stay til maybe around 6 if I'm lucky, sometimes 7. I no longer even take my lunch and eat while I make phone calls.

But that's not enough for me anymore. *sigh* I was called this morning by Bob Carnie at Elevator Gallery to help him repaint both galleries and other “display areas” (the walls outside??) for a new show they're putting up November 30th. After the painting process I wouldn't be surprised to start my apperenticeship of sorts in the framing room by staining frames, cutting boards and cleaning glass. (I've already done loads of the first two)

Oh, and I still unicycle on a regular basis as well as volunteering to be on the board of directors AND volunteering to help organize the 2006 TOque games, and I'm into talks to investing in a record label as well as promo and organizing the design & purchasing of new merchendise for different bands. And there's always bootlegging their live concert footage on ebay.

Somehow I can do this while still getting about 6-7 hrs of sleep a day, spending close to $150-200 a month on booze and at least 4-6 hours on the internet and/or watching TV a night. I'm definately confused. Although it might explain why I can't remember what I ate for dinner for the last month. Maybe I just haven't been eating!