Trip Journal - Toronto - 01.23 to 01.25 - Day 2
From the Black Book

01.24.03 - 7:20 AM
Woke up before everyone else. Groggy.

7:40 AM
Had a bagel and croissant. The orange juice is chunky and tastes like mouthwash. Uhh shit, no wonder it tasted like shit. The containter holding the OJ in the juice dispenser was practically empty. All it had was pulp that settled, no juice. That's pretty nasty.

12:30 PM and 2:45 PM
(Scribbles for Bio Food Diary project... not worth copying.)

7:45 PM
After several hours of... insanity (attempting to find parking at the Pacific Mall, etc.), I find myself awkwardly placed at a table with people I don't really know. At all. If I see the Karaoke selection, I might consider getting sloshed and singing.
(More Bio scribbles)
Right. Anyways, I managed to finish my blate in like 15 minutes. SENTENCE REMOVED.

(Here's where I started senselessly rambling. Around 8 PM.)

I wanna thank Fender, Gibson, Yamaha, and losta others for being cool. And I wanna thank Coca Coca, and all the other cola companies for helping me burn the midnight oil. Oh, and a shoutout to my peeps in Montreal. Miss you all!
I feel craaaaazy, maaaaaaaybe.

Creep
G - 320033 | | B - 024440 | | C - 032010 or 035550 | | Cm - 355543
timing Tempo + volume in song varies on line being sung. Strum harder on the "She's running..." bit. Each verse starts, 1 line no guitar, 2nd line start guitar.
and most of all, sing it like you mean it!

Salt + pepper to taste.

8:25 PM
Man... I always get the shaft when it comes to seating.

12:30 AM
Fun! Was dancing and stuff.