It's All I Fucking Smell.

I don't know how it started, but now whenever the folks come over I have to make sure there is no weed smell in the washroom. Don't get me wrong you know why, but seriously the smell of it in the house is making me sick. Well it'll almost be spring soon and the porch will be re-opened. How the hell does the smell reach my room? Is it not done in the laundry/washroom? Ah who cares.

So when was it, Saturday night? Went out with Kate, Nelson and Jay. First we went to the place across from Mondo/Lava Lounge in Whitby. Uhh it was weird ass service I tell ya, not sure if I'm feeling that place anymore. And the crowd seemed like a bunch of retard dudes. So we decided to hit up the Tartan instead after, and it was a good decision. I had no part in it cause I've never been to the place before. But it was awesome we got a booth, Nelson was nice to buy some shots, we did pitchers. The only weird part came with the mens washroom. Now there is certain, I don't know, rules you follow when you're in a dudes restroom. Don't fucking talk to a guy taking a piss when you're right beside him. Some guy looks at me and goes "You're really concentrating there man." Well no shit, now I am, I got fucking stage fright cause I'm not sure if I should piss or see if you're going to attack me or something. Then there was the middle age guy saying to me "Man, I can't stop pissing." How about you try acting like a fucking mature adult and not get piss drunk in a public place you peice of shit. I love Oshawa. It was great to see Kate, Nelson and Jay again had such a fun time there.

Sunday I came back to Peterborough, realized that the one important thing I forgot was my Nokia AC charger. And I had about two bars on my phone. Uggh. Luckily Steph is a Nokia freak too, so I went over to her place to get my phone charged. Hopefully it'll last a few days. I left my phone there and went to Pizza Hut with Kelly just to chat about things like we normally do. But usually we sit and talk in Subway so I guess we were just feeling like pizza that night. Well we order a medium pizza, drinks, sit down and talk... and the server brings us folk, knives plates and all... and the pizza comes out in a hot pan sort of deal. I didn't think nothing of it until Jordan Kaufman came in with Leanne. They walked over and chatted for a bit, Kaufman goes "So are you two roomates or?" And then I knew right away that from an outsiders point of view, it looks like a date. So I answer yes we're roomates. Leanne knows I'm not gay cause I really wanted her hot friend from Novia Scotia. Damn. I told Kelly that it looks like it's a date and we both thought it was funny, so we joked next time we're just going to say we're life partners.

Ok I'll get to Monday later in the morning, so just before noon I'll have it up. It's pretty interesting story and I didn't want it to overshadow this blog entry.

So until then.