What a great Memorial Day weekend. I got to come back home and see everyone, cook like 20lbs of meat for dinner over some propane powered phire and most shockingly of all, I washed my car at Washworld for two dollars. This is quite a feat considering its 2 dollars for 4 minutes of spray time and what i usually do is skip the pre-soak, go straight to soap, then to scrub brush and lather up my slutty car. I’ll scrub a few mins longer after the pumps stop since there’s so much soap everywhere it doesn’t matter but when i went to put my 2 back in to finish the job with a finishing scrub + rinse + spot-free rinse.. i dumped the coin in the ‘out’ slot.  The clerk guy didn’t seem willing to give me the 2 stuck in the slot, and instead gave me 2 tokens.. i suppose cause he’s trained to do so and to lock down my 2 dollars. Little does he know i was previouslly an apple thief and had tweezers in my car. So after a deliciously free 4 minutes of rinsing, i freed the jailed deuce and left.

The usual suspects were around this weekend which is the fucking tits. I even got to see Nammer’s new diggs and holy fucking cow. It may be the shoe box of his life, but it is one well placed shoe box. Though it’s too small for my liking, i might even make the sacrafice since the location is so prime.

I usually try to spread my time between everyone when i come back but everytime i always run out of it. Time time time.. where the hell is it when i want more of it? I might not have much of it left with Becca since she may be leaving the west coast soon. Why she’d leave.. i have no idea.. i’m having issues living in a different part of it, not to mention travelling east a country. Stay Becca!

Though my weekend was pretty packed, I did manage to uber rape my two newer partners in crime Bmike and Paddy. We were recruited to whore up Eat Vancouver (Paddy and I for our cameras and Bmike for.. his.. jaunty chuckle?) I got a few nice pics but i was more enthused about the car pics I got of Bmike’s civic when i sniped a spot while we were en route to BC Place-ish. Bad thing is that i was shooting at iso 3200 for most the entire day which probably majorly effed my pics but oh well. I was back in mon habite and you couldn’t kick the smile off my face.

The drive back was depressing. Everytime I leave it feels like i’m leaving (on my g-5, g-5) for some long period of time. You know the feeling where you go somewhere, and no matter how many speed laws you’re ignoring, you can’t seem to get there any faster.. but on the way back it feels like ages.. well it was like that this time. My life is so backwards here.. in BC i can’t find enough hours in the few that i had after work hours to spend with everyone, and over here.. i find it difficult to fill out even 2 hrs of ‘free time’ after an extra unnecessarily long day. Fahh-kmi.

Para ti - “Your backpack, makes it difficult to walk away.”

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Other notable mentions:

- Ann’s extra porny version of that lyric: “Your backpaaack, makes me walk away so haard”
- Romo’s “Baaow-baaow… bauw!”
- Janet’s sound effects.
- Suprise ramen with Buttin & Andy & co.

Tags: Vancouver

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