Well that QUITE went down in flames, and not in the good way, like the band. The band In Flames is wicked. My love life in flames, not so much. Surprisingly not so bothered. I mean yes, disappointed, but I hate being the subject of gossip around work. Also shy and reserved doesn't really do it for me that much anymore. You seemed pretty cool and kooky enough that I was interested, but by no means were you my perfect date. I was just looking for someone cool to spend time with.

Lots of ill advised drinking though, that's a plus. Ahh I miss the Spammy/Allison drunken wandering of Guelph. I also like being called Spammy. A lot. I like having a name only people close to me refer to me as. Spammy likes :)

Liv and Eric's Wedding! Mmmm bridesmaids...

Jay should call me because he has a phone at home. He should call me after 7pm on Sunday or Monday night. If he checks this blog he should also check his facebook. If he doesn't check this blog he should be raped by a bear. A big fucking bear. Like bear cavalry. He should be raped by a unit of bear cavalry.But only if he doesn't check this blog.

I need to have Rachel come over to my house so I can have internet again, cause this is a bitch!

That's me. Annoyed at Herbert for not knowing what a bus is.