I'm back kitty kats. After suffering and pouting, staring at my computer and begging it to go online, and spending a tedious hour and a half at Sasktel, I now have the intersnex again. Huzzah.
So update like woah.
Things here are seemingly okay. I moved back into Saskatoon, which means Taco Time is only five minutes away, not fourty five. Looking for a job AGAIN to escape the evil empire of Burger King. Cross your fingers for me that West49 or CDPlus will hire me, pwease?
Next week brings a road trip to Calgary with Lacey face. I'm totally excited. We're both of legal drinking age in the land of Alberta, which means lots of drunken fun. Plus, the WARPED FUCKING tour. Yes. Hello Alexisonfire and Moneen.
The 27th also brings my 19th birthday. Which means, legal drinking age and free drinks courtesy of my lovelies. It should be fun. Besides, my Lindsay offered to get me a tattoo for my birthday. No lies. I thinks me getting the heartskull now. How amazingly is that?