Hello. I haven't written a real blog entry in awhile. This one won't be very interesting, funny, poignant or articulate on account of not having slept last night, but if you're in the market to waste 2 minutes of your Rapture Day morning, I'm your girl.
So during my balcony-sitting last night/this morning, I did not see anything floating up into the air. Fireworks, blow-up dolls OR bodies. I was pretty disappointed. Especially with the lack of fireworks. At 7am I decided to go wandering off to find somewhere to buy vacuum bags, hair dye and moisturizer. I was an hour and a half early when I tried Rexall in Jackson Square (what drugstore opens at 9am? Don't old people who get up at 5am need their medicines and whatnot? Dicks.) After a totally failed bus experiment, I decided to stop being such a lazy fucking asshole and I continued with the rest of my mission on foot in search of a drugstore, which ended up being about as easy as spotting a product placement for condoms on any episode of "Teen Mom". The Jehovah's Witnesses were out in full force, probably counting down the hours until the end of the day before they say "fuck it, I give up" and take on a much more enjoyable, hedonistic lifestyle. Come to the dark side: we have titty bars, 150 proof elixirs and kinky sex.
Something cool I discovered is that I live way closer to Victoria Park than I realized. AND, apparently there is a secret mini-park/oasis in my building's backyard that I never knew about. (I have a thing for parks. Not just because of the abundance of dogs to play with.) Turns out I live in a really rad neighbourhood and I didn't even realize it (except of course for The Casbah being two blocks away [Brodie paid me $20 to say that] [Kidding!]). Oh god that last sequence of punctuation is stressing me out... Holly help me out here.
In conclusion, Hamilton rules, organized religion is idiotic*, and I need a nap.
His UFO is big enough for all of us to escape the wrath of Jesus freaks.
*Except for the Church of Dan Aykroyd, for which I am currently accepting applications.
