happy pride, fagatrons

we are not the marines

we left a man behind.... shame on us.

KoTV @ SpaExcess (photos obvs. not by me!)

FYI: Spa Excess = a bath house in the village. FIRST BATH HOUSE!

Who wants a ride on the slurp ramp?

Patrick Wolf was amazing.

Also: do NOT try to out-suicide Graydon. You'll be all "I would dive off the bar and take one of those spikey lights right in the chest!" And you'll think you're hott shitt. But then he'll come back with a game plan involving the dragon with the glowing orb, an electrical cord, and goldschlagger. And you'll feel so lame.

congratulations, my little steel fagnolia!

saladeatingfriends

http://toronto.craigslist.org/art/306099293.html

chic ou pas chic? (might be the best game we've ever invented)

I've been away and missing my computer. It's too fragile to travel with me since it's about 9yrs old right now, which in computer years is like, 103. I clearly need a new one. I mean, I like vintage but fuck, this is getting ridiculous.

Anyway, it missed out on a four day sojourn to London, where I'm from. A culturally barren wasteland. The upside was that we were all well-rested and cheery for our early morning call times. This was because there is fucking nothing to do there other than work and sleep, a huge contrast to the next city we were in, Montreal. There were some rough mornings in Montreal, but so well worth it. I'm in love with Montreal.

Jeff is the best roommate ever, by the way. He's super clean, and super glamorous:

msn

jeff and ryan are ignoring me to talk to each other. ugh. gays these days.