A-HEM.

Oasis (with Jet)
Molson Amphitheatre, Toronto, ON
Fri, Jun 17, 2005 07:00 PM
CA $19.50 - CA $47.50

Presale for Amex holders start tomorrow.

Who's coming with me? Consider myself the driver, as I have screamed for almost an hour about this to my mother.

Soooo, any takers!???!?!?!?!?!?!?!? Before I have to go with my folks?

why won't windows media play any songs files. . . .

WHAT DO I DO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

well, my wisdom teeth (all 4) are out. Oddly enough, I panicked on the second one. Hyperventalating panick, stop the work, let me freak and cry panick. Didn't get an IV, but six needles that turned into eight when the right side didn't freeze. Blood and spit and I feel gross and can't sleep off the meds ( Read more... )

Managed to see and talk to Laura yesterday, for the first time in forever! Good times. Sketchy bus, but good times. Reminds me why we get along. Still assuming Jeff is dead ( Read more... )

This is going to be a small whine (throw in a "G", those who normally would) session. Frankly, it's my journal and I don't give a damn.

My MSN messenger isn't working. I can't communicate with people. I feel more cut off than I usually do. Stupid BETA. Is anyone else having this problem? And does anyone have a solution?

Capstone is killing me. Not- ( Read more... )

people suck.

I woke at 9 am. To find a location for our restaurant. Instead I found that from my bedroom window I couldn't see Oxford St. As in, blizzard number two. Crap there goes a good attempt to do homework.

So I asks my dad if I could borrow the Explorer (4wheel drive ya know) to go get my nails done for the many party tonight. Big fat no. Instead, I got ( Read more... )

I have a wonderful class at school in which (in a group) I get to write up our own business plan for a new restaurant.

I think we might try to use the phrase : Wine is the Drink of Gods. Somewhere on our business cards. However, I'm wondering how it would look in French.

Would one of you lovely people like to try and translate it for my anglo-ass ( Read more... )

Yesterday, it was discovered that I am one of the worst people to remember things. Such as, I don't know anyone's borthday, as Laura was telling me everyone's (which was scary). So I would like some help ( Read more... )

Darling Jeff:
The package was alarming . . .large. You need to buy me a drink.

Dearest Britta:
Please place a check beside my name on the tally. Thank you.

Bestest Laura:
What in the blue hell did I do last night and why can't I say I was drunk? Big mistake or little boo-boo?

Will read f-list later, sorry. I need food.