bloor street festival
pass.
new favourite hangout alert, sorry the victory, you lose this time.
then sass showed up.
oh god this place is so cute.
mirrors everywhere
i can easily see reserving this little room for a private party.
then home to water our plants and make margaritas and steak. yesterday was such a nice day and now i have a zit that will never go away.
the name of this interpretive dancing retard is EPIC.
i just found out i get to smash a gibson guitar thursday morning at 7am for the hardrock cafe 30th anniversary, 30 people in all will be smashing guitars. that’s the morning after the nxne opening party, i’m gonna be hung.
