Confessions of a 2-for-1-beer whore

Will this incesant ringing never stop???!!!

We attended a party at one of those pubs that has a little hip hop club on their second floor. The music was loud and hip hop-ish, most of the people were strangers, and the lights turned into a massive, painful strob-fest. So now we rest next to our laptop with an irritating buzzing in our ears, a product of the shitty music that was too loud, and that forced us to yell into the ear of the person sitting next to us. Thus, ringing, pain, irritation. We need hummus...

POST HUMMUS

Four beers in 2 hours. Must be some kind of record. Hope this weekend (and week) passes in some kind of relative daze so that we can skip to the vacationy goodness that will be next weekend (mini break, as the brits say, to Quebec City!).

This sunday, we foolishly invited our family over for dinner. Was done in a moment of pride, to show how well we can support ourselves, but we have realized that our appartment is a) crooked b) in a sketchy neighborhood (well, sketchy to people used to the west island) and c) not clean. So we have to clean it, since its the only item on the a-b-c list that we can alter. But, that means cleaning, which has always posed a challenge. Goddamn.

It's hard to focus our eyes. Maybe we should get some water. Or vergetable juice!

POST VEGETABLE JUICE

We are drunker than we thought. Whilst attempting to shake our 1-Vegetable-Shot juice can, our wrist engaged itself in the most spaztic of spaztic movements we have ever witnessed. There was no quick back-and-forth shake up, only an epileptic fit that may or may not have knocked over the lamp in our living room. Tomorrow is the time to decide such things.

Hmmm, vegetable juice has helped with focusing problem. Maybe our coordination problem has gone away too!

POST GUITAR PLAYING ATTEMPT

Nope. No coordination.

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PS - We will now vomit out all links currently saved on our desktop.

Proof that women secretly control the world

Proof that women still have a long way to go

Link to new Killers song that will soon expire

For all you Commies

For all you music geeks

A frighteningly accurate portrayal of what we talk about during most discussions at school