Late one night we took a trip to Albion, no one was really in the mood to go, but we did it anyway. Far be it for me to follow the crowd, I suggested to Jen that we should dance a little bit. The provocative tease that she is, she started to wiggle her butt toward me so, under the advisement of both Aaron and Attila, I poured my beer down her butt-crack.

To this day I don’t know how or why I’m alive. Thank you Jen, you’re an amazing woman.

blow away…

I walked around Guelph for most of the day Saturday, and on my way back to meet up with Steph I took a moment to snap off a few of these before the sun came down. Like Attila’s, this is basically straight out of the camera.

I’ve been ripping my old cd’s to my PC. I know most people have already done this, and I had too; for the most part. But after watching Jarhead with Aaron I had a mad Nirvana flashback. What have I been doing, listening to my iPod WITHOUT freaking Nirvana! It was madness. Anyway, this has been remedied and all is well again. Now if I could just get my flannel shirt back from Toby Orr’s New Year’s party in 1995…

Steph said that this was her second favourite picture of mine. I was happy that she had a favourite; two is suh-weet! So I post this for my fans, and my peeps. Thanks for putting up with me on the weekend!

P.S. your family is wicked!