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Thursday, August 27, 2009
I went out with MaryAnne after work and unfortunately left the camera at home. We wandered around the West End talking about relationships, work, and the future, as per usual. Also I was reminded of what the old $5 bills look like.
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
This is the wine Jeff, Jesse, Angela and I bought in the Okanagan, minus two bottles Ang kept with her. Jeff and I booked a flight to New York for September, so we celebrated by drinking some of the Stonehill port. (This photo was actually taken the night before. Too busy boozing to make photography.)
Spent the evening hanging out in Dennis and Aaron's kitchen (this is an accurate portrayal of the two of them) and then walked to a bar, walked to another bar, and then walked back. I had to take my Canon because Jeff had the Nikon, and basically this thing is ruined and makes me actually angry when I use it. It's like taking pictures underwater.
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
Monday, August 17, 2009
Jeff and I did tonnes of stuff, like randomly run into Chris/Steph/Matt/Shelby at the Slocan, pick up my passport photos, purchase bike helmets, RIDE BIKES around Burnaby trails, and drink beer and eat ribs on my parents' porch, but I didn't take photos of any of that. Instead you get haircut vanity.
Saturday, August 15, 2009
After Malloreigh's birthday dinner at the Eatery, we were playing around and drinking Fireball at a nearby school where we found this dead crow :( We decided he shouldn't be on a playground, so we scooped him up and put him in a household trash can (the next day was garbage day so we didn't feel too bad). I hope no raccoons got him.
Friday, August 14, 2009
Thursday, August 13, 2009
So yeah, every photo from the past three days has included Jeff. I seriously debated between this one and this avant-garde one of the storm blowing the living room curtain in front of the piano, but the angles were bad because I had to be quick and also it is hard to tell from a photo what was going on. ANYWAY here is a photo of all the scotch that Tony has. It is a lot of scotch.
Didn't really take many photos today; we went for breakfast and then I read a book and played piano while Jeff hung out with his dad and the dogs for a bit. Then we had to go to Prince George, which was pretty much like I'd expected Prince George would be (in a word: balls).
Thursday, August 6, 2009
Monday, August 3, 2009
Met up with my sister, Felisha, and Cory at the post-Pride parade festival at English Bay. Felisha and Cory napped on the dead grass while Alice and I ate chips.
Later I went to Hershe at the Red Room/Century House and danced among all the queer ladies in the city, it seemed. so. much. sweat.