Lookin' up. Saskatoon last Friday. Backyard beer, fire, great people, old cartoons and a snoring angel. Napped on the way back, made Kevin buy something to improve his breath. Impromptu trip to Medicine Hat on Sunday, video games with Dexter and Justin, 11 adorable kittens. Real great jamming in a cramped garage, limited seating, "Hey, these guys have just been smoking DOPE!", beer gut in shorts, handsome boy with the lowest IQ I have ever come across "Wait, a potato had eyes?! Are you serious!" "What the fuck is a human egg, man?". Ridiculously drawn out McDonald's drive thru experience. Ham and swiss, the return of the most beautiful person I know, pipes with unknown origins and conversations about the bottom of the sea and about outer space, keeping intense eye contact while wishing to make more contact. Good times with my sister, great hugs, nuzzling, tuggin' at my heartstrings wanting to stay forever. Back to Moose Jaw on Tuesday, feelin' real depressed about it.
Good dinner date with Megan on Thursday, knife theft, the best burger I have ever eaten, Mapquest being a filthy liar in regards to the whereabouts of Chili's, long drive all the way down Vic. Shitty tacky Old Navy, cutest boston terriers at Petland, pitstop at the mall, giant tiger and the LB.
Friday: curdled Baja Rosa jello shooters, beer on the deck. Mike n Ikes squished between the wood. Arrival of Savannah, Kyle and Kayla. Drew, for the first time in a year, real bad hair, overall unappealing? Half-drunk, going to find Savannah lying in the street a block away. My neighbour puked all over my couch and floor. Gaggin' real hard while cleaning that shit up. Inopportune time to have eaten a junior chicken. Kevin Taylor real drunk and mad. Party ended too early. Hangin' with Paris on the couch, obtaining 10 dollars for my booze fund.
Today: John Dale's surprise arrival. Grumpy trip to Smitty's for bacon and eggs. Cleaning my house. Somehow the carpet is still covered in Spitz. Slurpees, unsuccessful attempt to return Drew's sunglasses because I don't remember what his house looks like. Random trip to Buffalo Pound. Real huge disgusting fish floating in the lake. Rolled up jeans. Said I was going to pick the fish up but it was rotting and smelled terrible. Sat under a big tree, making myself a hair beard, twig up the nose, being all-around retarded, well-documented. Swingset, the yellow bird that I've been waiting for, lost hair ties, dying of heat exhaustion on the ride home.
Unsatisfying nap, delicious Burger Cabin c/o Savannah-Mae (I am good at living while unemployed apparently), a shiny blue Vex. Dressing Kevin up as a hipster. Drinking in the back of Kevin's truck in front of my house for over five hours, singing at the top of my lungs (playlist: Christmas carols, Paparazzi - Lady Gaga, Day n Nite - Kid CuDi, Sesame Street theme song), spilled drinks, spitz shells all over the truck and sidewalk, a million and one pictures. Danny sat on broken glass. Mad sister, cold cheeks, coolers, too much noise. Moved it indoors, snoring angel v 2.0, making him hold a hot dog, more pictures. Real loud noises, angry text, an excessive number of Tweets, hot dog drink, laughing until I could not breathe at all.
Good times. 2 weeks until Savannah pops her AB cherry and I get to be a real tourist in Medicine Hat. I can't wait to see everybody again.