| Friday I went to a ridiculously overcrowded party in Sooke. There were probably 200 kids there, which you must realize is just about every kid in Sooke. It was in my friend's house, which is tiny enough already, and there wasn't much room to do anything. My girlfriend got in a weird mood and ran into the woods next door, crying, which gave me time to catch up with an ex-girlfriend who I hadn't talked to in months. Then the current one came back, and in cheering her up, it at least gave me something to do at an otherwise lame party.
Saturday I got dressed up again and drove out to Kemp Lake, hearing that there'd be live music. When I got there I heard live music, but sadly it was three deathmetal bands blowing the shit out of guitar amps, while a hundred metalheads headbanged around a bonfire. I, of course, was dressed as Prince, and quickly recognized it as not my scene. I bought a bottle of wine and went home with the girlfriend.
Tonight I'm filming at a friend's show (it's him, the Cowboy Junkies bassist, and Cowboy Junkie bassist's son). It should be a lot of fun. |