ok, so i'm getting slower...no rant...no journal...it's been close to a month. even still, i'm ahead of anger who used to bitch at me for never writing anything (even if she's only slow because she doesn't have a computer at the moment).
so here i sit at my mom's apt in fredericton. god i hate this city. i really do. if they had to get rid of one city in this province and it was my choice i'd suggest this one. i mean, i'd have to make sure everyone got out cuz that's just me being a nice guy and all, but i'd wipe this city clean. somehow though this weekend is different. although a week ago i decided that for the whole month of feb i'd avoid even the smallest drop of liquor and the attempt failed, i was still 110% sober when i walked into nicky zee's in "downtown" f'ton, and enjoying myself. now, i'm not usually sober in a club by the time i get there but tonight would be a much needed exception. at first it was tough, and i'll have to admit that i did have a double rum then ordered a beer after being bumped into while having a simple coke but that was that. thank god though it was no more than those two or i might have missed the excitment of some girl slapping some mock-toughguy and him gettin kicked out after he made fun of everyone in the bar...or the girl that showed me what kind of education at UNB exists ("that was a pretty fucking lame fucking analogy...")...but the award of funniest event goes to some guy who, drunk as drunk could be, casually walked over to the brick wall by the atm...stopped...faced the wall...puked against the wall while standing upright (keep in mind he didn't even flinch), then casually walked to the exit and left as if it was common practice to do such a thing! so, now it's off to see what saturday night holds, aside from this bottle of free wine that my mom and aunt bernie made (thanx! i don't drink wine but i like this stuff), and see if i can't enjoy a second night in this town...who knows, maybe it'll convince me to spare it when asked the opening question...zwixxx