Good Times!

Well, the last two days. Lets see, I’ve basically sustained myself on orange juice and milk chocolate M&Ms. I think I’ve even lost weight because of it! This very moment, as I put zero effort into this, I’m wearing a glow band on my head. I can thank my father for the inspiration behind that. See, my hair is getting in my eyes, but I’d prefer to not get out of bed for an elastic. The glow necklace was on the floor next to my bed. The other day my dad was wearing one of them as a headband (it was his dollar store day), so I thought I’d follow his example. And you know, it’s working!

It’s been because of schoolwork, this apparent laziness. I’ve had 4 papers due, one for all but one of my classes. I’ve pulled each one out of my ass the day before, or the day they were due if it was a late afternoon/evening class. One is worth 30% of my grade, but I got an A- with the same prof last semester, so I think it’ll be fine. Same topic, even.

I’ll be leaving for New Brunswick in exactly 2 weeks for my belated birthday celebration with best friend Nicole, or Albit, as I now refer to her as. I am Jimmy. I realize I haven’t made that clear on this site. I’m Jimmy. She is Albit. We are Jimmy and Albit. Except her boyfriend will continue calling her Cola. I can deal. We’ll be celebrating my birthday there, almost a month late. But I tell ya, I’m pretty darn excited for the whole thing.

My friend Heather just informed me that I had a twin that was running along Quinpool in Halifax. Running. I think she’s my doppelganger. Way to spell that right on my FIRST TRY!

I want to work from my bed.

If you do not give me a dress code, I will not impose one upon myself.

I highly recommend you give Red Garden a download and a watch. REALLY, really good. Great.

“I’m an individual, as soon as you go in there, they own you.” This was said to me, Leah, and our two new friends from Cape Breton Saturday night as we neared the entrance to a pub. This lady was scratched up, arms covered in scars, and wearing a tank in -20 degree Celsius weather. They kicked her out, see. Without giving her her coat. She was most certainly a combination of drunk, and high. I’m not used to seeing this side of the valley!

Leah and I ended up just lounging, listening to a 60’s and 70’s cover band. Ran into a few familiar faces. The highlight of the evening however, took place after I took notice of a man in a corner table. Oh, man. He was so super cool. A fedora, trench; all were donned by this guy. It didn’t come off as cliche, though. Not at all. I could tell that he didn’t wear them because he thought they were cool, but they were cool because it was him wearing them. This guy, mouthing every beat to the songs.

I didn’t try to hide how enamoured I was, didn’t much want to, really. I actually twisted around in my chair when he got up to leave, leaning closer with the hopes that he would shake my hand like did those nearest to him.

Driving home, we spotted him walking and honked at him, he was cool enough to shoot us a smile and a wave. I should point out that he was in his 40’s or 50’s, so this wasn’t attraction, really. I think we were just kindred spirits. I wish I ran into more of those, ya know?