Maybe this will be interesting. Or spiteful.

So I left Morgan. Obviously the smart thing to do. She was just with me to keep me at bay with certain information I had. She was just exercising damage control with her pussy as it were. But now that I have all the shit I need including a lack of her influence on this kind of shit, I can have a hell of a lot of fun. Told me she would call the next day. Of course didn't. Not because she couldn't she just didn't. Which got the ball rolling in my court per se. Enough of that though. On to what I di on Toronto that was fun. Wednesday night I went to California Sandwhiches with Jimmy. Amazing sandwhiches. The best I have ever had. Then I went and hung out with Dave after he got off work at midnight. We smoked some bongs and some joints and watched Jesus Camp. It was a documentary showing the indoctrination of kids by evengelical Christians. It was fucking creepy seeing what I was raised in in my current state of mind and what I now believe, or don't believe. Nicole came over after stripping. She was worn out as all fuck and her and I shared Dave's couch. When we woke up we went to breakfast at some over priced place with very little food. Not near as good as the Red Room. The sausage and the bacon were both disappointing and only bearable doused in maple syrup.

Then we sat out front of the shop in Kensington Market in the beautiful sun smoking and watching people. This poor poor man came up and started talking about how much he hated everything. The Government. The Police. Etc. He was amusing as all hell. Half intelligent too. I am sure he was a lot more intelligent at one point before all the drugs fucked him up. After that Nicole left to get ready for her next gig. Dave and I went back to his place rolled a joint and went to the park to smoke it and smoke cigarettes. Talked about assasinations. Buildings that would be pretty sweet to blow up. We also talked about how much more we would fuck up this world if we knew the date of our death. You want a revolution? Give everyone their own expiry date. That is what I would do if I was God. After that we played some Halo 2 on X-Box Live. Then Dave had to go to work. So I wondered the city enjoying the beautiful day. I also was trying to get a hold of Morgan to see if she wanted to spend it with me.

You know, give her the benefit of the doubt. But soon after I found out what I had thought. I also had a conversation with Abby last night. Which I had been wanting to do for a while. I find her an incredibly fascinating human being. Especially ehr state of mind during her personal tragedy as of late. I notice the absence of hate. Which is strange to me. Because a repetitively broken heart or even hurt heart, usually has hate in it. I know mine does. But I think it is moreso from the cheating and the lying. Plus love is so fucking close to hate that the two mix sometimes. But I don't see any sign of it in her. Maybe she is a more complacent soul than most. I don't know. Or maybe she is a bomb waiting to explode. Nonetheless I am interested in what she has to say. Though it takes a while to come out. I have never seen anyone erase and rewrite what they say as consistently as this girl does.

Besides all that, I look forward to conversing with her in the future. Since my life is generally a roller coaster with no end in sight. I have decided I should get a season's pass to Canada's Wonderland! I don't know if that connection works. But it is a good excuse to get one in my books. I know on some weekend I want to go there and to the zoo with Lesley dearest. I haven't talked to that girl in a while. Wonder if she is dead? Hopefully not. That would be unfortunate. Anyways. About the bullshit drama. I am omitting the details on purpose because I don't want my blog scarred with that shit. If you are interested my friends can ask me about it. Plus revenge isn't as sweet when you reveal your whole hand. Don't worry. I am not doing anything too crazy. Just giving the wheels of justice a little push. Some days I wonder how fucked I am going to be when I am old....