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I don't know if you've ever had food poisoning but if you have, i am so sorry i ever belittled it.
if you haven't, don't.

Moving on.

We went to vancouver this week! It was a great trip, wrought with comical mishaps and character filled strangers. We missed the ferry right off the bat and had to wait for a couple hours so we bro'd down with a taxi driver (jim #25)

I just like travelling.

Vancouver was awesome. I really like that city. We stayed right on granville, ate at famous, WENT AND SAW OPETH!

For my first death metal show, I think I did pretty good. I didn't die, get trampled or lose my shit. I just got a little dizzy, almost passed out and had to go sit at the back...

Only mildly embarrassing.

Opeth was really good. The first thing I noticed (and this is a little weird of me) was that everything smelt like clean, washed and shampooed, hair. Like, really nice clean hair! Its just that all of their hair was down to their waists. Beautiful, long, blonde, swedish, clean hair.

The second thing I noticed was how absolutely gifted both opeth and katatonia were. I must admit, I was a bit skeptical. But once they got up there and got going... I was in a bit of shock and awe! The speed and energy and precision with which they play is insanity. And then they growl! That shit is crazy!

I was impressed.

Especially with Mikael Akerfeldt. Look it up, listen, enjoy. That man has one of the loveliest singing voices I've ever heard. I was so impressed. JM doesn't believe me because I was pretty tuckered but I really did love the entire show.

But I was so unbelievably tired the next day. And my entire body was so incredibly sore! Thankfully JM was so incredibly patient with a zombie girlfriend. Grumpy, zombie girlfriend. Who made him take her to the mall. And wait for 2 hours while she grumpily shopped.

Grumpy.

Its hard for me to get back into the groove of blogging. Sometimes it feels like I'm so busy I don't have a second to breathe. Other times it feels like I'm stagnant. All of the time I feel like there's nothing to write about.

I'm afraid of hair.






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