Long time, no LJ. Tragic, yet good at the same time ( Read more... )

I got kicked out of The National Museum of Art today for not wearing shoes.

I wish I were your derivitive so I could lie tangent to your curves ( Read more... )

So I just had a dream. No, not a Martin Luther King Jr. type dream, but one of those asleep things. And I doubt that one would really call it a dream either. I think it would better be identified as a nightmare ( Read more... )

Daphne, Piotr, Jon, and Macy have all left Montreal for the summer. When I went to bed last night at 3pm there were no people crashing my room just to say "hi". No one crawled into bed with me cause they were lonely. No random break downs to solve. No obnoxiously loud bass playing. No being serendaded with wooden spoons and the backstreet boys ( Read more... )

So it was recently decided that I was going to be co-president of MUT with this guy named Rich. This is what one of the guys on the team had to say about it ( Read more... )

And if you don't expect too much from me, you might not be let down.

A French Canadian, A Newfie, and an American walk into a bar....

Who do you make fun of first!?!

I am in love with the isalnd of Montreal.

My ass hurts from biking too much.

I found a beach next to the casino.

Spandex is sexy.

The Colbert Report is the great and most pleasant waste of time ever.

I don't know how I ever lived without family run supermarkets and open air hippie markets.

Finals can kiss my ass.

So today kids I would like to talk to you about this concept of Rock Bottom. Because you see, I hit rock bottom probably sometime around Saturday morning. Now most of you probably wonder why this pleases me so much. The reason is very simple....because as soon as you hit rock bottom, you know that you have nowhere to go but up from there. And ( Read more... )