Right...for those of you who care, I went to Ottawa and Montreal these past few days. I had fun. Did lots of stuff too. Want a list? No? Too bad.

Leaving: We were going to leave a ten, but Andrew held us up until midnight. They (Daniel and Andrew) made me ride bitch seat the whole way there too, the bastards. And my feet were farking cold. But oh well...I had gravol, so it was all good.

Arriving: We got to Martin's mum's house around six am, after dropping Andrew off at his girlfriend's house somewhere other than Ottawa...was completely doped on gravol at this point, so I don't remember much. Except that we woke Martin's mum up, whispered greetings and then went down stairs where I fell over on an air mattress and promptly concked out. Thank goodness I wore my pyjammas up.

Day One: Got up somewhere around one or so. Ate cheerios. Met Martin's mum properly - kick ass lady. When everyone was up and ready to go, we hopped in the car (no Andrew, so I didn't have to ride bitch) and went downtown, because Daniel was obsessed with the notion of seeing the parliment buildings. All well and good...we hung around a mall for a bit, and then went and played tourist with the parliment buildings. Unfortunately, no tour because it was Budget Day and all sorts of dignitaries were there...saw some news people carrying some Ronald McDonald shoes...wonder what that was all about. But I took pics, so it's all good.

After that, we hung out in Chapters for a good long while, went to some store so Martin could buy some hooded thing with Nirvana on it (and not tell me about the one for Tool, that damned bastard), went back to the mall, got lunch (farking Subway didn't take debit card. It's a farking restraunt (sorry,..spelling nasty...it's cold and four in the morning)!), went back out side and walked on the canal for a bit...we were going to rent skates, but they were farking expensive. Just before that, I realized that the shutter on my camera was stuck open - and it still hasn't closed yet. Probably ruined the film that was in there beyond repair, which is a total bugger because it was damn good film too. Total bugger. We were looking for Confederate Park, but it apparently doesn't exist anymore. At that point, the Toxic Hell that Martin and Ben ate made a surprise appearance and we high-tailed it to a Sears where they proceeded to remain in the bathroom for nearly half an hour. Don't blame them, but Jebebus...they know what Toxic Hell does...why did they eat it?

Hung around the mall for a while...went back to the car...went to the LCBO and Beer Store to buy provisions...went to Tate's (friend of Martin's) house where we proceeded to get drunk. And high. Smoked up for the first time ever...and I was baked. And drunk too...damn lot of fun that was, even if I said some things that probably shouldn't have been said. Then again, everyone else there was baked and drunk too, so I wasn't the only one. Nearly coughed up a lung too, but that went away...Eventually everyone settled down (after playing hockey wih my farking shoes as goal posts, without telling me) and watched When Crevasses Attack (aka K9 or whatever the hell that Chris O'Donnell movie was). By this time Ben was sober and so drove us back to Martin's mum's house, where we all passed out.

Day Two: Woke up around one. Hurried to get ready and go to Montreal for the day. Martin called a bunch of people. Went to pick up Cass...wanted to hit Cass. Drove to Montreal, got lost, found our way, only to find that the old city closes up at five, which is right about the time we got there. Total pisser. So we went back to Hull and proceeded directly to the strip joints. Cass and I went to the male one...

Right...strip joints...ye gods...

After that, we went back to Martin's and crashed early...for once. After we dropped Cass off at her place.

Day Three: Woke up at noonish or so...bathed and whatnot...after an hour, Martin got his camera and the two of us went to wake up Ben, namely by me jumping on him and bellowing in his ear. He wasn't happy, but...meh. It was fun. Martin took pictures. After a while we went to the Sci-Tech museaum and played with the toys there. Went to mars...that was fun. Wasn't so fun when we went to leave only to find out that Ben had locked his keys in the car. Had to - eventually - call a tow truck.

Finally got out of there...went to Wendy's and scarfed food...then drove like mad to the Ottawa-Florida hockey game to get there fifteen minutes late (Ottawa lost 3-4, unfortunately, but that was still a bloody lot of fun...)...took forever to get out of the parking lot...went back to Martin's mum's house to pick up our stuff...said thanks to Martin's mum...went to get Andrew...made him ride bitch the whole way back. Made it back in three and three quarters of an hour. Go us! Well..that's because Ben was driving at 150 km/h for most of it...I was doped on gravol, so I didn't notice the near death situations that we nearly got into...lucky me.

Now I'm home typing...and I'm cold...and damn bloody tired...and farking hungry. Hope you enjoyed yourselves...

Tiddly boogles!