Yesterday, I went to meet a group of girls at their house to watch the movie Tank Girl. I’m a big fan of the comic book so the movie was a lot of fun.
Getting to the house was shit though because when I left my house the weather was fine. But when I got off the metro, it was raining. And I don’t mean drops of water, I mean buckets. A minute and a half run from the metro to the house got me soaked like a sponge. You know like the way actors in movies get soaked in the rain like they just got out of the shower with their clothes on. Yeah, just like that. I had to squeeze the water out of my hair, and when I got there, I was given a towel and a change of clothing while my own clothes hit the dryer.
It’s times like this that I wish that hell would freeze over already because I don’t mind snow as much anyways. Then again, Canadian seasons all suck because in winter it’s too cold, in spring it’s too slushy, in summer it’s too humid and my allergies run wild, and in autumn it’s just plain depressing. You know what else is depressing? Christmas is coming up. Soon, my only pass time (TV) will be filled with nothing but shades of red, white and green, and the radio will be puking jingles like there’s no tomorrow. Thank God I’m not Christian and nobody’s forcing me to be all happy and jolly and shit.
Speaking about shit, dude, what’s the deal with France? Do they like have no government there or something? People love to stir the shit but usually they have a reason to do so… am I missing something? In history class we learned that France and England used Canada as exile for criminals and stuff. The way I see it, it was probably the other way around.
Peace, love and shit.
*Pic: Everyone’s favorite Christmas poo.