When they find out being skinny causes cancer, I am soooo fucked.

Good morning everyone. This is a late start for me as far as blogging goes. I don't work until closing today so no big deal. Gmail and blogger were giving me 502 errors. So yes. Summerfolk. I had a hell of a time. Got there thursday around 5 or 530. Don't really remember. Found the campground where I saw Jon, Morgan, and I think there was someone else there as well. But I don't remember who it was. I sat down and had a smoke because travelling in the car for hours with your Grandmother usually means you can't. Then I was going to set up my tent after. But first Martin showed up and we went and bought some wood. Then I set up camp. Summerfolk wasn't going on this night. So it was sit around and get drunk and high night. Which we did. I think even some of the kids were on exstacy. I considered doing it. But decided against it. I generally only do it at raves now. There was no reason to do it there. I had plenty of booze and plenty of friends. The weekend in general was pretty low key for me. I hardly spent anytime in the actual Summerfolk area.

I went in and saw Lauren and Jon and Tom and some chica I didn't know play. I also saw a bit of... Chucky Danger band? I don't know. But Jesus Christ where they fucking awful. There lyrics where also mindblowingly terrible. I thought Summerfolk at least had good song writing due to their inability to play music very well. Not this band. Just really crappy poppy rock with high school emotion laden lyrics. I saw Tom play metal at the open stage. It was awesome. Other then that I mostly hung out at the campsite besides going into town to get a steak the next morning and some beer. Oh man. I had amazing stout. Neustadt 10W30. Absolutely delicious. Also the steak I cooked for breakfast was amazing. This time when I was up I saw Abby longer then just a couple of hours. She wasn't so tired this time. ZThe first night her and Tom where there I chatted and laughed with them quite a bit. I enjoyed myself. I think I have met Tom before though. Through Matt Muzzel or something. Years ago. I also discovered something pretty awesome.

I had said I would be civil with Morgan there and all. I was. I wasn't malicious in the slightest. I even gave her smokes when she asked and shit. But I came to the realization that now I was completely disconnected from her now and it felt really good. I didn't have any feelings of forbidden love or spite. or hate. Etc. All that crazy shit you feel in a tumultuous experience like that. But the fact that that I could be civil. A fairly well balanced emotionless act showed that to me. She wasn't on my mind when she was out of my sight etc. It is a good thing to know and experience. It may have taken a little too long for my liking. But it happened and that is important. Devon took my Beneath the Massacre hoody. She wouldn't return it which really pissed me off. It was expensive and they are hard to find. It was a prickish thing to do after I lent it to her. She wanted me to come get it but I was with Jaime who couldn't get into Summerfolk and I wasn't leaving her by herself at the campsite. I also told Devon I don't care for goodbyes.

I didn't say goodbye to a single person when I left. So she shouldn't feel special just because I didn't say goodbye to her. I find goodbyes trivial and a boring activity. I will say them to people who are right there. But I am not a "go out and seek goodbyes" kind of guy. I told Devon to give my hoody to Jon before he moves here. I really hope she does. If she doesn't, it is just being a spiteful asshole for no reason whatsoever. If this is her sense of humour, it is very unfunny. Oh yes. Here is what I wanted to talk about most at Summerfolk. Saturday night Keith, Erro, Josie, Kris and the like came down to see me because I was in town. What we usually do when we get together is listen to some metal. Haha. Of course. So Erro had to make a couple trips into town to get batteries. He didn't get enough the first time. Well he came back and we put on some Spawn of Possession. Not even twenty seconds the music was on and I swear people where surrounding Erro. Not even kidding. These people should patrol the U.S. Mexico border with how fast they were on that shit.

I heard it being talked about how it isn't conducive to the Summerfolk mood yadda yadda. I also heard how they had overheard us talking about playing metal and how they had planned in advance a confrontation fronted by Martin and Jon. Wow. You would think we were playing songs about lynching niggers. It isn't even like at Summerfolk there is only folk music. Bullshit. I heard a shitload of satellite radios playing every genre of music there is while I was there. It wasn't loud either. Not at all. i think it is terrible that we have a society that will make someone feel guilty and shitty and the feel to leave because of the music they want to listen to outside. Yes that is right. Outside in the open air. That to me is maybe even more stupid then controlling smoking outside. Do you know how much more often us people who listen to metal have to endure what we consider you rshitty tastes in music? Probabply ten times more then you will ever hear our music which you hate. I bet you most of you who read this have never even heard close to an hour of metal I listen too.

But I have heard wayyyyy more of your tastes in music. That is because we are always made to feel shitty about ti when we play it. I am often quite afraid of the reaction it will evoke when I play my music. It is disgusting. I thought it was a terrible display at Summerfolk to see that. Yeah I am sure it was conducive to Summerfolk to make about six people feel the need to leave. Friends I hardly ever see and got to spend hardly any time with. Owen Sound's reactionary attitude never ceases to amaze me. Honestly, the action to putting on metal. was so rediculous to me, that I couldn't even justify reacting to such a rediculously stupid situation. The fact that anyone felt that something like that justified confrontation really does baffle me. And it was only because you knew them. If they were strangers a couple campsites down, you wouldn't have done that. You know why? Because it would be far to prickish of a thing to do to a stranger. But you can do it to people you know. I should just start travelling around with packs of metal heads of make people feel unwelcome for playing their music.

Jesus. I thought metal heads where considered the elitest music assholes. We will poke fun at your music for sure. But we would never do what was done there. You may find it loud and abrasive. But I also know there were about eight people there who loved it. My plea is this. Stop making metal the nigger of music. I am tired of listening to my music only in the sound proofed room in the back of the bus or my own home. Also. Erro is the nicest guy in the world who never wants to harm anyone. Anyone who makes him feel shitty just about something like that when he is an awesome human being, shame on you. We aren't satanists sacrificing kittens. We like loud technical music. There is no crime in that and it has every right to be played as any other form of music. And if you have good tastes, it has even more of a right. Haha. But anyways. That was Saturday night. The downer of it. The thing is, one of the people who confronted Erro blew up at him too and he was taking out his personal drama on him I think. Because he didn't deserve that.

I was disgusted by it. Lets leave it on that note. I picked up Jaime at work a little after seven on Saturday evening. I took her out to Kelsey's for dinner. I wanted some non campfire food. It was delicious. Then we started walking back downtown. Watched the sunset on the harbour for a bit. it had been a while since I had seen a sunset at Owen Sound harbour. I forgot how good it could be. Then we continued on our way. Keith and them had just arrived when I got there. Sat around with Jaime and the boys and Jaime endured a very metal conversation. haha. I love those boys. I can talk music with them. That is something I share with a very small minority on this planet. Kris is moving to toronto in like a week. So I will have him here. Lesley also was there. It was really fucking good to see that girl. I mean really good. I knew she was alive and well. The same old Lesley as ever. More energy then me on a shitload of caffeine. I don't know how she does it. I just assume she fucks a lot.

That will keep you going forever. Jaime and I crashed out around 3 or so. That was the latest I went to bed all weekend. I had gone to bed at 1130 the night before and the night before that like 1. I work so much that I am exhausted for my days off I guess. Jaime and I hardly slept at all though. Two or three hours maybe. When we eventually left the tent, I took her out to breakfast at a place that Jon reccomended. It was decent. Thanks Jon! After that we came back to the campsite. We wanted to go to kelso beach. But realized it was in the playing zone. So we snuck in Jaime using a performers pass temporarily borrowed. Then gave it right back. Then realized they had guards right at the beach too. So we failed and left again. Because the hippy fest didn't intrigue us whatsoever. So we hung out at the campfire. Different people came and went. Abby came a bit later. I had been turning down pot all day. But she offered and I decided too. It is Abby. I will smoke a bowl with her for sure. I also had packed up my tent and shit after we got back from breakfast.

Which we regretted later due to us wanting to take a nap. But we met up with my Grandma at around five. She took Jaime and I out for dinner at Montana's. It was nice. My Grandma insisted on taking pictures of her and I. Which is understandable. We are a sexy couple and my Grandma needs something to masturbate too. The pictures turned out really well actually. Oh yeah! Jaime I will send you them. They are pretty good considering I was standing there not having showered in three days and you have semen in your hair. Sexy I know. But back away people. We dropped Jaime off at her stables on the way home. Then I slept the whole way back. Then got home. Was up for maybe twenty minutes and slept for 11 hours. Then I had to get up and do the load. Get out the new promotional period which started the same day and train the new girl. (who is very hot by the way) It should mean she doesn well in sales. My boss wants some new people in. because she has a lot of old staff whow ere there before her and are just bad at sales. Which happens to be my specialty.

So I am focussing on training her in sales. New meat is better then trying to teach old dogs new tricks. Especially since they think they know all because they have been there way longer then me. There sales sure don't show that though. Oh I got my staff evaluation yesterday. There were three boxes to check for everything they evaluate you on. One was EE. It stands for Exceeds expectations. The second was ME. Meets expectations. The last one was GN. Guidance needed. I got all EE's except for one ME. Which was for merchandising. I am not amazing at it yet. Arranging the store to capture people attentions but having to do it without it being too busy. The rule is you have to capture them in a second. Keep everything between thrree and five words. Etc. But I am still learning. It is just not something I am naturally good at. I am going to have to practice a lot to get pro at it. My Manager is very good at it which is why I am glad she is the one training me in it.

It was also good to see Lauren this weekend. Though I didn't see her too much. I actually saw pretty much everyone I wanted to see except for Mark Todd. I would have loved to see that man. It was all in all a great weekend. I sensed some bullshit drama around me. I stayed away from it as I said. I never realized how much more whiney little bitches people are up north then here. Maybe that is just my perception. But my advice. Get the fuck out of that town and find something productive to put your energies into. You will find you have less time to worry about shit that in the grand scheme of things doesn't fucking matter. I know I sure don't have time for it. I can't say I am heart broken about it either. Haha. Jon is moving here in a few weeks. I am excited about that. This place kicks ass. Anyways. I think this may be a monstrously large blog post. No one is going to finish it. Except for me. Because I thought everything you aren't going to read. I hope you all have a lovely day. Cheers!

P.S. This is my 200th blog post.