Drinkin' Heavy

Yeah.
For those of you who appereciate (or will appreciate) the situation of being unemloyeed for threee mothnths,
Yes, this is what happens.
Yes, you do get sad. '
You do end up drinking waymore than you think you will.
]ANdYes, indeed, your ex-girlfriends WILL show up, no matter where you go.
That's how drunken unemloyment works in oceantown.
Not that is isn't pretty fun, when it's happening. It's pretty good. As "Journey" would say, "any way you want it, that's the way you need it, anyy way you wantit" do do-do-do doo do -- do do--"
It's the anthem for our generation. Honestly, I haven't been this drunk since I sahmefully wrecked a christmas party in Edmonton (shame, shame) .
And, despite my revalation that this is drunken rambling, I really want you all to know:
1. I am sick of being unemplyed.'
2. I want a paycheque that represents my experience.
3. I am cool, and denied my just deserts by the lame job market that is atlantic canada.
Yes, there are a lot of beaches. But no, there aren't a lot of useful jobs,.
Come out to visit. I'm willing t be the one who to subsidises your visitiing the most beautiful province in Canada. Sure, there;s no jobs,m but there's defitiely fun. '
Fuck, am I drunk this time.

Busy Weekend!

Hot dog phone just won't stop ringing.

It's Chris and Mike on speaker-pint.

Apparently some old guy's giving them the stink-eye.

I turn on the video-foam feature and from the bottom of the glass I calm them with a hypnotic stare.

This tube-steak tech is not making my life any easier.

*Thanks to Ladysir for the pics