rap music causes cancer...

okay, show tonight, i'll be the drunk guy pouring heineken all over himself on stage...

once again, it's at the embassy. london, on, canada.
doors @ 9pm. i'm on at 10:25pm. seriously. don't be late.

moka...



the quartertones...



dj serious...



and yours truly...



this is rhek...



he makes cool art...









if you're in vancouver, go to his party...



fuck, it's 5 am, i really need to sleep. crazy insomnia the last few nights. could be all that coffee, nicotine, watermelon, beer, chicken and orange juice.

kaboom just auditioned for a movie with the wayans brothers.



elise says i can save $500 and get a free ipod if i order my ibook over the phone from mac and use a student ID number, instead of going to the store. tomorrow, i will investigate...

tim's trying to quit smoking. i should try too. fuck. i just found out my mom has cancer. my dad died of cancer. i guess that means i'm pretty much 100% guaranteed to get cancer. i might as well just drink bacon juice and eat tobacco salads all day. probably won't make a difference anyway.



no surrender.

stupid shit you think about when you can't sleep and have nothing to read.

so random,
ryan