Cheers!

So I had a decent weekend. Friday after work I headed downtown. We got a little gathering going at Jimmy's. It was me, Jimmy, Kayla, Nicole, Dave, and Mike. We drank a lot of wine. I had three bottles with me so I gave Nicole and Dave one when they got there because they didn't have any. Then after that we went to a bar near Eglinton Station where Nicole's Uncle works. So we drank beer all night. I got mighty trashed. But not as trashed as Dave. Dave disappeared to the outside or bathroom for a bit to vomit. Kayla left to go home since she had to work at 7:30 in the morning. Nicole and Mike wewnt to Mike's to fuck the shit of each other. Pleasent mental image. Those are some gorgeous human beings right there. My ideal threesome. Especially Mike. Nicole is pretty and all. But she is no Mike. So all that was left were Jimmy and I at the bar. Dave finally came back.

He just grabbed his coat looking really trashed and left. We didn't find him again. I was worried for a wee bit because at this time transit was closed so we were going to cab together. But we called a couple times and no answer. But he got home alright since I heard from him the next day. Which is good. Jimmy and I had the fucking most hilarious cabby in the world on the way back home. He was this talky Italien fuck. Awesome guy. Basically the whole ride he told us stories of his sexual accomplishments while driving a cab. And man could he tell these stories well. He was talking about picking up girls and how one in the backseat wrapped her legs around his head from behind and started masturbating.. He told us about this time he was getting a hotdog from a street vendor and some girls asked him to drive him. So one got into the front seat and asked him if she could handle his hot dog. Haha.

He said he threw his hot dog out the window unzipped and put her hand on his cock and she gave him a little bit of a tug or three and than started sucking him off. He also was talknig about a New Year's Eve where he got a threesome with a boyfriend and a girlfriend. Man was this cabby the shit. Even if it was all bullshit it was still entertainment. After we got to Jimmy's, we hung out in his room listening to Coast to Coast. But I passed out around 4:30 in the morning. But I got up like around 7:30. Then ensued my vomiting and having a terribly hung over like headache. I was sooo dehydrated. But everytime I drank water I would just puke it back up. When I was done puking everything up I would dry retch for a while. It was very intense. Now I had come into Toronto on friday after work because I had Saturday off.

Just my luck I get called in for work on Saturday. So I had to be a trooper and go take someones place who was really sick apperently. I was too. But I was confident I would recover before work. I was hoping I wouldn't need to puke while I was on the streetcar or subway or Go Bus. But I held off all urges. Once I got to Union I bought some ginger ale. I couldn't find just pure ginger caps to ease my nausea. So the ginger ale was pleasant. Though I didn't get more sleep on the Go Bus like I had wanted. I got home had the shower I so desperately needed and brushed the fuck out of my teeth getting my stomach fluids and contents off of them. They felt like they had fuzzy slippers on. I had like three bowls of cereal to revitalize. Then finally felt up to having my first cigarette of the day, which I did. Then went to work. After work I hung out with Chiaki. As I always have with her, it was a good time.

She always educates me on Japenese politics and I tel her about Canadian and American. I had to explain to her what "curdled" meant. I used it to describe I think vodka being poured into milk and she didn't know what it meant. I like expanding her vocabulary. Though her grasp of english is very good. She is a good lady. Though I still can't believe she is 36. Jesus Christ. I always tell her the Japenese have the fountain of youth growing their rice paddies. Haha. I told her about Visitot Q. Because it was a Japenese movie. You readers remember it I am sure. I summarized it for you before. Necrophillia, incest, beatings, lactation are in it. Haha. She said she was ashamed of a lot of what her culture does. I tried to tell her there was no need. Just because it was fucked up, doesn't mean it is bad. I tried to explain to her why something really messed up is intertainment. Because it is a movie that evokes shit out of you that other movies don't because I don't see movies that tread in the areas that this movie did. Movies that evoke unusual reactions and emotion are good in my books and are artistically valid. I think she began to understand me. Well I should finish getting ready for work and not hold you readers up any longer. As always. Much love from the mind of Trevor Spencer.