Imperfect Formations

Good morning everyone. How was your New Years? Hopefully well intoxicated. I had a fairly good time. I worked until after six on New Year's Eve. So I jumped on a Go Bus around seven. After seven they were free. So the thing was packing more fags then a gay prostitute. But luckily I got a seat. I would have really hated it if I didn't. I had walked straight down there from standing all day at work and I felt the need to sit. I discreetly positioned myself in the front of the line even though by no means was I there first. At least I thought I was discreet. Maybe everyone else was just to spineless or polite to say anything. It all worked out anyway. All the energetic teenagers ended up having to stand. I brought down some champagne and a bottle of shiraz for Dave I got to Jimmy's and I was the second one there. Alex had come from somewhere else in Canada that I didn't care enough about to memorize. Jon was there soon after. Some of Jimmy's old co-workers showed up who were awesome. This like fifty something year old guy Jimmy works with was there and he has an amazing radio voice.

I loved hearing him talk. It was soothing. Jimmy had gotten us a 2-4 of Rickard's Red. It is an alright ale. I also met this kid there that was a friend of Ashley's and had been to the exact same last three death metal concerts that I had been too. Funny. When I saaw him, I thought he was a little dumb hip hop kid. Don't get me wrong. He still struck me as a little dumb. But I found something in common with him. So at least it wasn't a total loss talking to him. He also gave me a shot of his tequilla and his phone number... fag. The staples were there. Dave, Seb, Kayla, Jimmy, Me. etc. There were others of course. It wasn't a huge party. But that was fine by me. Jimmy doesn't have a huge house. Early in the morning after midnight the boys went to get and do there cocaine. I had decided to not do it. I was offered lines and shit, but I believe I am losing interest in hard drugs. Just because I have experienced and enjoyed the high quite a bit in my life and have also experienced the come down quite a bit. And now, I know what being high is like, I don't have to do it to experience it anymore.

I remember what it is like, and because I remember so vividly, it is no longer worth the real experience when it will just fuck up my week and throw me off my sleeping schedule. Might even depress you for a few days. My days are slowly passing me by I think. I obviously still have no problem with drugs. Nor am I saying that I quit for good and am never doing them again. But as it stands right now, I have lost interest in narcotics. But I had a really interesting discussion with someone that night. Victoria was there. I have seen her off and on in Toronto for probably almost a year now. But we just have the same friends and shit. But we had never really talked. We were in the living room chatting it up with people, and all of a sudden they all left to do coke including her boyfriend. So we ended up having a very intense personal discussion on a calibre I haven't had in a while. I blame alcohol. Haha. Anyways I think just the two of us were talknig for about an hour before we went to the room to check out the powder heads. Jon had left pretty early that night.

I went to bed around two because I was tired and I wasn't attempting to stay up as long as the others and their chems. Had an alright sleep. Next day woke up and had breakfast at the Red Room with Jon, Ashley, and Rebecca. Jimmy was gone for understandable reasons. Jon and I had decided at some point in the day to come up to my place to hot tub it up and sauna it up. After Red Room he went to his place to gather shit and planned to meet at Union Station. So we did. While we were waiting for our bus to come, we got some hot drinks. Got Jon a french vanilla coffee and got myself a chai latte. At Second Cup. Exzpensive as fuck chai lattes. $4.97 for a large. Rediculous. But delicious. We got on the bus and the only seats beside each other were available in the very back. Turns out the engines are in the back and it was an incredibly bouncy and rumbly ride. I am lucky I didn't spill my drink every-fucking-where. Got to my place and grandma had made us a steak dinner which hit the spot. After that we went out on the balcony. I smoked some bots and a cigarette,

Jon had his vodka and orange juice which he brought down to the hot tub. The place was empty as usual. Fuck being stoned in the hot tub and sauna here is a very relaxing activity. So we did that for a while and then just spent a lazy evening relaxing and watching T.V. Went to bed around two thirty. Now here I am. Freshly showered. Jon left while I was still sleeping. I think he was going to tang up with Devon or some shit. I have many New Year's resolutions. But the one in my head right now, is to get every to unquit smoking. Or if they never have, to get them to start. Hope you all have a lovely year. Fuck. I am so horny this morning. That is Jaime's fault. She hasn't laid me all year! Cheers everyone.