This weekend was very fun, Le Festival Du Voyageur always is entertaining. I made the best concoction of coffee. baileys and scotch in a thermus and helped me warm my blood on the freaking coldest night of the year. Andy and I walked to my parents house over the red river on friday, turning a 20 min walk into about a 40 min walk with all the falling down and such. The guys were playing before Mr, Ashley Macissac, who is so weird. Check out this photo

He had gold fronts and apparently smashed his fiddle at the end of his set. What a rock star.
So yeah, it was all in all a good time, except for all the girls who want to marry Andy, and tell me “how lucky I am”. I guess I’m used to that shit now, but it still gets me riled up. Like I need strangers who don’t have a clue about my life telling me that shit.
fucking groupies
Whoa, anger.
I’m off to T.O this week. ARe you ready Big A? Hope to connect with Neilio as well.
lates
n

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