monday.cut your nails

it snowed 11 cms lastnight. we woke up early. get to the peak. didn't seem like much snow. hiked. walked. limped. to good snow. sun was out. cast was rotting. stomach rejecting the morning coffee.

went out the other night. get to emerald. someone tries showing me something. this gets loaded. disgusting people out there.
im fine with the cheapest beer. 
i make mean perogies. well cook. someone come cook me something?
marc is spelt with a c. not a k. this mark. cc burns. and doesn't mix in my stomach with red bull. 
finally we leave. 
jump on a bus. everyones yelling. no one on the bus but a couple onlookers smiling. gorgen was on it actually. don't drink and drive.
quick story. when i was coming home from mexico last year. we finally get back to winnipeg. they have the drug dogs sniffing everyone. the dog started sniffing me like crazy. i didn't even do anything. get searched to the extreme. i think all dogs hate me. he was probly like. "man this dudes handsome as f.". "he's going down". 
the zombie dance.  its pretty serious.
phil's id got cut. he ran and hitchhiked home. we go in. smell of wine and cheap perfume.
jag and a heiny. 6 bones. reid would be all over this. 
theme. gay pride week.  literally.
get this. a fight breaks out in the bar. this dude hits another dude with the end of the pool cue. it was serious. nothing happens. they finish there game and go on with there night. bartender tells me i can have the candle. bouncer snaps. grabs me by my hair/touque. throws me out. i knew i should have worn my ae polo. dang.
sleep where you can. don't drink and drive again.
8 people sleeping in the little place.crowded. a baby mattress with ripped sharp plastic.bad karma as a parent. being quite at 4am.hard. watching mark unravel 2 toilet rolls to make a pillow.priceless.
on a serious note.i receive this text at 2.53. "watson had a serious accident. he blacked out and fell off the chair i tried to save him but there was nothing i could do. they are flying him to van general hospital hes not in good condition i cant stop shaking". we wur riding whis and trevor and trevor watson wur ripping black park.  apparently he was cleaning his goggles and blacked out. tpro looks over and his eyes wur rolled back. slipped under the bar and fell 25 feet flat facing down. he was flown to van. send a prayer. love

on a level of 10. my maturity is at least 12.

so mature. its friday night. im on the couch. still recovering from last night. i attempted riding today. made it out. did 7 runs. immediatley regretted going out the night before. 

night started off. mark got a new suv. rolled to our house. picked us up. headed to the wills and watsons. tinsley's new graffics. a lil bit of everything. crayons create!
headed to moejoes. sweatshop union was starting in who knows how long. go out side trying the hole "yea. just lick the faint stamp and press it." gig. no good. anica no get in with no id. dang
mark and tinsley kill it. the apparent plan at the beginning of the night was to get drunk. this was the first installment in succeeding our goal. if that made sense.
as i was walking back in from the stamp lick attempts these dudes roll in. "wur the groupies"
pist pumping began.
anica and phil finally made it in. hotels have pens. hotels let you use there pens. use those pens to fake stamps. get into show. not quite a butteryass monday. but a cheap version.
i try buying the wuss shots. dr.peppers. the bartender then gives me 3 southern comforts and whiskey. bombed in kokanee. will literally instantly create excessive saliva effect in your mouth. 
people wur everywhere. this nightstand has a pole. mark on a bet for a stolen beer. tinsleys face describes my night. to good
phil and anica wur slowdancing gr.6 style in the distance. couldn't get the shot in time.
our taxi ride home was too good. the bird will understand this. the dude looked like that driver from united. the santa dude. and we'd sing christmas carols when he rolled in the warehouse. 
free drink. 
free drinks.
i need a sled.
bad.
anyone want to donate. me funds. to get one. plz. 
i don't have a sled. but i got 2nd place with peach in the mushroom cup. 100cc. obv.
did not lose in crazy 8s to clean this.
have to shower beside this. 
"i will trade 1 candle for a lift". this mornings text. picture joking about candles for 4 hours. and getting sick candles in trade for trampled.muddy.sticky. kicks. love

jimmy tits

thirsty thursday. beers. skate. concert. being handsome. and two beers left. i witnessed the stinkiest socks in the universe. they almost melted through the deck outside. quote by tinsley such

local visitors. 
bring sick gifts. to many good people here. 
we set up a loggy jam in the backyard. phil got his sled back again. 
text i get. "i woke up at 342 qm with a poo log coming out of my bummy in bed. what does that mean." that means your are cooked. love tho
anica mid poop. 
photos wur sketchy. to much mist.
will. the tinsley such. 
we had people over for dinner. spent half an hour in the supermarket figuring out what to eat.
all we bought was pizza. lettuce. bacon. they have banned selling handsomeness since i got here. people are pissed.
my signature breaky. barely made it out of the pan. love

crushed.

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Lastnight. i had a vision of the new way to cook a egg and toast. together at the same time.

this morning i find out its already been done. i thought i was gonna be rich. love

kion!

its monday. again. usually id be more pissed. but lastnight it snowed 20 something centimeters./metres.? snow is a good sign. but my air mattress has another hole. equal karma.  and its flat. and i don't wanna do 600 pump pushes. 

cameras are annoying to dangle by your chest. phones do it to.
we've been skating the underground parkade for the library. the roof is covered with white foam. 
its funny everytime we get there its full or gravel. phil goes upstairs and gets the broom. i begin to broom. broom decides to break. someone else begins to broom. but not how good of a job its never perfect. for every pre-trick theres always that thought of hitting the peebblly. sometimes it comes true.
phil just spilt blueberry juice. and is being dax flameish.
name your clothes. i want one.
snake a beer in the bar. get a empty glass. pour it in. and save 6 bones. woof
me and gorgen have been crib'n hard. usually betting don carbones. or beer. or a plain old handshake.
will is living with trevor and will sanford. he's a good guy. he has a million things in his wallet. and pulled out a euro and gave it to me. apparently i can get to chocolate bars. 
one chair lift ride up he explained how he can make toques. i said a german themed one would be sickk. he hooked this up yesterday.
phils "they're suckers for this sh*t" letter. click and try to read it. notice the spacing also.
phils survival kit in his backpack. to good.
i could barely ride down at the end of the day. my back was killing. my stomach beyond hungry. whipped this one up in a jiffy. my sandwich skill is increasing. also my arms are huge bro.
went to the docty. had the cast off for 20 mins. i had a hair already growing out of my m scar. 
another 35 bones. i almost got out of there without paying. but what i thought was the nice lady docty. ratted me out last second. 
my new bathing attire. h&m is killing it. new spring sale.
also got my computer back from the computer docty. with fish killing it in the sea stuff.
tears wur pouring. wining like crazy. begged for this photo. is beyond funny at high crazy 8s.
my gitchy aren't rippy. gamer id:stargate6969. love

kisss.

i forgot to mention. during that whole ordeal. we wur talking shit about skidoo. and what not. this is where it gets juicy and gay at the same time. anica goes to phil " man im SO pissed at skidoo!" phil replies. "at least your not mad at me babe.". then they kissed. the whole time i was was listening. and watching. and i don't think they cared i seen. shits heat. love