I get my kicks from complete annihilation

I am quitting my job to be a pro snowboarder. Or maybe just to hang out in bars pretending I’m a pro snowboarder. That sounds more my style/in my league.

We just had another successful weekend in Canmore by the Heavy Metal Dick standards. Saturday involved riding for a half day (for me at least), eating really old sausage mcmuffins and double cheeseburgers, and drinking a lot of high quality drinks (4 doubles for $8 with roughly $40 coming out of my pockets). The nights highlights involved Erik getting kicked out of both Hooligan’s and The Drake and not remembering why he got kicked out of either, me making an ass of myself on the dancefloor at The Drake and being filmed doing so, the white guy dance off that took place at Hooligans (which was thankfully not filmed) and Mark’s outstanding puke and rally. Oh ya, and Brehon freaking out because of the place we ended up sleeping that night.

I’m sure Ryan’s roommates are already wondering how they are going to put up with this shit all winter, so we are going to have to present them with some kind of peace offering. We did offer to find the new guy a soulmate, but that didn’t really work out. Maybe just a bunch of beer or something will help them not kick Ryan out.

There were no pictures taken as Kirsty was not in attendance, but I’m sure when she quits being lame we’ll repeat it with photographic evidence. I suppose Ryan or I could have taken pictures but if you have read my Palm Beach posts you would know that sometimes cameras don’t make it home from the bar with us.

I have nothing else to talk about. Saw D on Friday night which was sweet. I’m sure she was impressed with how much we’ve matured since she moved out. On that note, I sat on the couch all day Sunday trying to figure out what I could eat and keep down. It was everything I imagined it could be. And I settled on Kraft Dinner.

Oh ya, Leo thinks I should move to Toronto to join Sean Desmond’s posse. Can you think of anything that would be cooler than that? I sure can’t. I’m sure Sean Desmond needs a CA school drop out in his crew.

Albums of the day:
Dillinger Four – Midwestern Songs of the Americas: I don’t even think I need to talk about this album. Everyone should know by now that it fucking kills.

Franz Ferdinand – You Could Have Had It So Much Better: I like catchy music and this album is full of it.

Peace.