Home Sweet Homo
So last Friday afternoon I "stepped out" from work early at 3pm as Darcy and I prepared for our weekend roadtrip. Our first stop was Fredericton. Unfortunately, Sandra was heading to the island for the weekend so I wasn't able to see her. *inserts Sandra reference* Too bad for her... she could have seen me 'mo it up at BOOM. That is, if it hadn't sucked the big one. We sat there for hours blinking at each other and drinking G 'n T's out of boredom. Not so much fun. A friendly reminder why I DON'T live in Freddy anymore.
Saturday morning involved an early morning jaunt to the market to meet my parents, get a massive bag of samosas and then head to the Hiltop for brunch. I'm pretty much convinced that my parents think that this little hobbit is Darcy's bitch. In fact, we're both convinced that's what they think. oh well, we found it entertaining. I'm anticipating a follow-up inquiry in the next couple of days.
Saturday night consisted of heavy boozing at Gilles' friend Mario's place. An apartment full of young, french smokers. Not that I have anything against a younger crowd, but the smoking thing really turns me off. D and I were the oldest in attendance... except for a teal t-shirt wearing shrek-like character in capris and mini-me's gay uncle, who both arrived and immediately acquired a strong dislike for the newcomers. We met some fun new friends, courtesy of Pocket Gay, to which we're thankful. Hopefully they'll all head this way soon... since I won't be going to NB again for a while.
Triangles was ok, but again reminded us all just how incredibly fortunate we are for our little city on the harbour.
P.S.
Gilles needs to get his fucking licence if he plans to participate in any further roadtripping.
P.P.S.
Sandra needs to come visit me soon.
Saturday morning involved an early morning jaunt to the market to meet my parents, get a massive bag of samosas and then head to the Hiltop for brunch. I'm pretty much convinced that my parents think that this little hobbit is Darcy's bitch. In fact, we're both convinced that's what they think. oh well, we found it entertaining. I'm anticipating a follow-up inquiry in the next couple of days.
Saturday night consisted of heavy boozing at Gilles' friend Mario's place. An apartment full of young, french smokers. Not that I have anything against a younger crowd, but the smoking thing really turns me off. D and I were the oldest in attendance... except for a teal t-shirt wearing shrek-like character in capris and mini-me's gay uncle, who both arrived and immediately acquired a strong dislike for the newcomers. We met some fun new friends, courtesy of Pocket Gay, to which we're thankful. Hopefully they'll all head this way soon... since I won't be going to NB again for a while.
Triangles was ok, but again reminded us all just how incredibly fortunate we are for our little city on the harbour.
P.S.
Gilles needs to get his fucking licence if he plans to participate in any further roadtripping.
P.P.S.
Sandra needs to come visit me soon.
posted by Jeff at 9:03 p.m.
2 Comments:
if you fund Sandra's visit she will be more than happy to oblige
So, The Nb experience
staring Gilles, Jeff and Darcy...
This is the title of this trip. The moncton trip was full of lessons,
1.Moncton is homophobe,(us boys were laugh at by hetero on many occasion)
2.NB is Full Of UGLIES, the pretty people come to HFX.
3.If you Pay 250$ the goverment can teach you how to drink and drive....
4.After going to Alcoholique annonomis, the right thing to do is drink 6 litres of wine and 2 joints..
I feel that on every trip you must learn, this is what i learned.
I love my HFX boys tones, and all my people in Moncton are Still the Bomb....
P.s. Jeff if i actually do have a license i still will be Drunk all the time, wich mean i will either not drive or put my bull shit course to use..lol
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