2.7.12

it was Happy Birthday, Canada

"everything was going great until i got kicked out of the forest."
it's all fun and games until somebody gets kicked out of nature...
that the worst.

Y.O.L.O.
why not make her birthday a surprise?
somebody at some point said it.
and even so, promises should be made with the intention of being kept.
impressions aren't everything but they are quite a bit of something
and so from three to five we went.
post-Ted there were brewskis for everyone,
a patio in the sun on the corner of the street.
three dollar pints of Heineken and cupcakes for Canada's birthday...
suddenly we got sucked in by Edmonton;
after another six blocks we were party rocking drinking smoking loving.
You Only Live Once.
DJ sounds, drinks, and BBQ smells
20 bucks for a walking stick that can't be bought
safety in numbers and laughter as loud as the noise limit.
looking for last call in the rain.

You Obviously Lack Originality.
fireworks from the balcony that stop and start like giant popcorn nearing the end of its time in a microwave.
the difference in volume from five to eight people is immense.
Kokanee and Canadian and wine for the girls.
coffee for the driver.
and the best way to get out of asking a girl for her number is to ask,
"what was that you said? did you want my number?"

the last time i checked, it was only in Edmonton.

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