I spent Summer 2010 in a drunken haze

This is Greg. The reason I'm even writing this is because I meant to write Greg. Instead I'm doing this.

One time, Greg and I went to see the Rapture. While trying to get his makeshift earplugs out (tissue paper), he got one of them lodged. He told me he was feeling dizzy because they were fucking up with the equilibrium. I'd never seen the Rapture before and didn't want to miss them. Since we were at the now defunct Kytes space at College and Bathurst, I told him to go to Toronto Western. Apparently, on his way there he found a nice convenience store guy who helped him get it out. This was early on in our friendship and I still don't know how he continued on the friendship path with me, let alone bff path. Anyway, I'm grateful he is a much better person than I.


summer time and baseball, come back pleeeease!



There were 12 tallboys or something else obscene in this thing.. I hope Steph had a good birthday.