Marc is in a much better mood, those who know me well will likely be able to guess why.

I finally have a working phone, the number is (613) 688-2300 ext. 4147, and it has voicemail which is handy since I don't spend that much time in my room right now ( Read more... )

my life is crazy right now, fuck. No chance of normalcy till saturday, at best. I'm not even unpacked. I have two cool roomates, and one guy I'm not so sure about yet, I can hear him banging girl in his room and its the second day so he gets props at least for that. Buddy down the hall, Travis, is shaping up to be my best friend in the joint, he's ( Read more... )

Goodbye London ( Read more... )

Thanks to everyone who came over tonight ( Read more... )

Alright, so yeah, packing sucks, fuck.

Anyone who wants to chill, tommorow (thursday) my house, 8, come over. Or else you'll never see me again, and you'll cry about it for a long long time, also, you'll miss the going away orgy.

Where the hell is everyone? I'm freakin' bored.

one more week.

So yeah, my sister has decided she's not coming back from Ireland, and now my family has gone insane.

That's pretty much that.

9 days.

It's done! It's finally fucking over! My herpes finally cleared.......err....I mean Sears! NO MORE SEARS! FOR FUCKING FUCKS SAKE, FUCK, I am unemployed ( Read more... )

Yesterday was a long day. Yeah ( Read more... )