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wasted in windsor2003-12-01 8:45 p.m.
hello. so as usual, thanksgiving break was fairly lame. there were some okay parts though. these included a movie with shayna followed up by cooking too much spaghetti, chilling with chris and drinking lots of coffee, and getting smoked up at night on thanksgiving. i need to do that every year... i hate thanksgiving more than anything. i don't like turkey, i don't like have to clean up tons of shit and i especially don't like how all of the businesses are closed. i think that if i was in a coma for many years, if i woke up on thanksgiving i would know it was thanksgiving because of the horrible, lonely suck vibes in the air. it was hard enough to deal with three days off of school, i don't know what the hell i am going to do with 3 weeks off for winter break.
on saturday, matt and i fulfilled our duty as college students living in southeast michigan and went to windsor to get wasted. the night began with quite the fiasco.... first we were in line forever at customs. then we went to the wrong hotel twice. the "travelodge downtown/casino windsor" has nothing to do with casino windsor. because of that, we were waiting in line behind a bunch of cars in front of the casino for about a half hour until enough valets showed up to move the cars out of our way because we pulled up at the wrong driveway at the wrong hotel. we finally get to the hotel and there is no parking so we had to park in a garage across the street. when we got to our room, it only had one bed even though we had reserved a room with two. at this point we didn't really give a shit so we went out on the town. first order of business was the casino because they have the best exchange rate. the drinking didn't start until matt got some smokes... player's lights navy cut to be exact. canadian cigarettes are hilarious. our first stop was the honest lawyer. i had a burger washed down with a strongbow and a stella. next was a cafe called milk where i had a bass ale and matt had absinthe. that's some crazy stuff. after this, it was off to the irish pub for a harp and a sleeman honey brown. a lady in her 30s who i think was the owner came up to me and complimented my hair and asked to play with it, which i allowed her to do. nice. after that, it was off to the loop, which is windsor's "scene" place to hang out. i liked the scene there much more than that of detroit. the kids there weren't out to outcool and outdress eachother. i enjoyed a moosehead, a strongbow, a cherry wheat (because the cute girl clearing tables sat down next to me and somehow got me to order one) and then a molson. after this, it was time to wiggle on the flo', but not after stealing a shot glass. i danced up a storm and in the process, i fell over a lot and got a girl named annie's number. i danced with a lot of girls, so i'm not sure which one annie was but i think i may know. i might call her anyways, i wonder if she gave me a real number. so after the loop, matt and i got seperated, but both ended up at the hotel. when i woke up the first time in the morning, i didnt feel so hot and i was wearing my swimming trunks. i went to take a piss and noticed that matt had ravaged the bathroom. i have a picture if you are interested. i took some more pills, drank water and went back to sleep. we woke up just before checkout time and i managed to get myself in funtctional order, but still had to put my sunglasses on. windsor was a blast. the only things i would do differently are that i would control myself a bit more, and have sheelagh go out with us as was originally planned. oh yeah, and i would try to make it so that when i woke up in the morning, there was no canadian money left on me... i didn't have a single cent left. hmmmmmmm.
-nate
went - going - is now
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