but mainly i hate it. it's like xams except somehow worse. maybe it's the costume thing. having to come up with anew cool costume. last year i was a hockey player with a sign around for me that said, "will play for food"... so clever. this year i almost had a meltdown..i wanted to be a crack whore but could find anything to fit me...fat fuck that i am. and even if i was a little lighter, i'm pretty sure getting short skirts and shoes, etc would be hard to find in my size...
went to the BOC party with marcy. marcy was peter pan and i eneded up and a mulleted teamster hesher kind of guy..like a nascar loving dipshit... corie was suppose to show up but he never made the scene...
all the BOC boys looked great. see the pics... a bunch of kids, and i mean kids, or at least much younger than me and everyone else showed up...they had no idea who BOC was or is...
as we were leaving they were as well and we eneded up giving them a ride to the skytrain. one guy had a nice neck tattoo and said he was from NYC...like i give a shit. anyhow, they paid us a sweet $18.50 to drive them... we spent $4.90 of it at macdonalds on mcckicken and fries...marcy was hungry..
i'm tired...
good times...
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