Pointless Randomness of FitDarcie’s Wednesday Night
4:25: Find out plans with co-workers fell through
4:30: Get an e-mail from my favorite Toronto indie band, Lickpenny Loafer announcing last minute gig at Rok Boutique for tonight
6:30: Get home from work, watch stupid tv.
7:00: Decide to have a nap since I’m going to see Lickpenny Loafer later.
7:20: Wake up.
8:00: Despite deciding I didn’t need to go to the gym, I went anyway.
8:45: Engage in an in-depth conversation with Mustang about nightclubs. Specifically, the amount of vomit a club will see in any given night. It’s a lot. Also, bars don’t clean their floors very well, which is why they usually smell like vomit. He suggests never sitting anywhere in a bar, especially not benches or floors.
9:30: Leave in-depth conversation to get home to primp for Lickpenny Loafer.
10:30: Arrive at Rok Boutique. $6 cover. The guy taking the money looks like a fat Axl Rose with facial hair, a body full of tattoos and a studded black leather vest.
11:00: I notice a pregnant girl at the bar. It’s ok, she isn’t doing shots.
11:05: I notice a guy at the bar that looks like the future Mr. FitDarcie, Donovan from the Thunder From Down Under.
11:10: I look back and notice that my coat, hanging on a hook, is touching the floor. I think back to my in-depth conversation with Mustang about vomit on poorly-cleaned bar floors.
11:15: The Axl Rose looking guy is surfing Perez Hilton. This makes me thing less of him.
11:00: The stupid girl opening for Lickpenny Loafer covered Guns n’ Roses “Sweet Child of Mine”…poorly.
11:20: For the first time ever, I paid for a beer with change. It was a Molson Ex. It was my first time ever drinking Molson Ex. I bought it because I knew it would be cheap.
11;25: Donovan is the sound guy. I contemplate sleeping with him; then remember I don’t do roadies.
12:30: Lickpenny Loafer is done rockin’. They were amazing as usual (playing again this Saturday at the same place…check ‘em out).
12:45: Get home and realize I have nothing to blog about.
February 19th, 2009 at 11:22 am
Teenwolfs Wednesday night:
5:00: get off work
5:25: Arive at Downtown loft
5:26: Turn into werewolf
5:27: Masterbate furiously
6:10: Still masterbating
7:37: see above
8:10: finish up masterbating
8:45: mop up
9:00: Watch “Survivorman”
10:00: go to bed
Scene
February 19th, 2009 at 11:24 am
Wow. Teenwolf’s life sounds magical.
February 19th, 2009 at 3:28 pm
I’m impressed he misspelled masturbating twice and masturbate once. You’d think for someone who loves it so much he’d know how to spell the fucking word.
At least he made sure to point out he lives in a “loft” lol. Oh wait…a DOWNTOWN loft. I’m sure all the inbreds in whatever fuckburg he migrated to ‘the big city’ from are all very impressed.
February 19th, 2009 at 3:41 pm
10 reasons Mark is a fucking tool
1) He finds it necessary to try to take shots at random people making blog posts
2) He’s so insecure with his own lack of personal success that he needs to make fun of others who have not wasted the last 30 years playing world of warcraft from their moms basement
3) Any guy over the age of 13 that uses “lol” is a fucktard
4) Everyone loves the guy who corrects spelling and/or grammer
5) Without knowing who he is, I can only assume he has frosted tips, cubic zerconia earings and a poped collar on his undersized baby blue holister polo shirt
6) Yes asshole, I’m sure I misspelled zerconia. No need to point it out.
7) Anyone that calls anyone else inbred has made out with his sister. Look it up.
8) Shut the fuck up
9) I can’t think of 2 more things
10) Its on like donkey kong
February 19th, 2009 at 3:58 pm
Ok ok…I don’t need both of my readers freaking out at each other online. I want to see real combat. Caged wrestling match. Maybe we could invite The Rock.
February 19th, 2009 at 6:29 pm
Wow–your blog today really brought out the hostility. Maybe there wasn’t a lot to do last night other than in Canada. Maybe we need a life here in the U.S. Maybe we now know that we will be taxed to death and can’t possibly have a life anymore!
At least (hopefully) you didn’t have to get up early.
February 20th, 2009 at 9:24 am
It was the lamest blog post all week…but the comments made up for it ;-)
February 23rd, 2009 at 11:53 am
Hey a top ten just like on Letterman. Way to navigate that tightrope known as cutting edge comedy.
Accusations of being a nerd while commenting on an internet blog/journal are like rain on your wedding day.
Eugenics people. Let’s please revisit it and make sure people like Mr Teenwolf don’t have litters.
PS: I made up the word fucktard and you aren’t allowed to use it. Back to your legos, upwithpeople.