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12.05.2002 || 19h29 Pre band practise thoughts Ouh, it seems that the mounties, provincial police, and Montr�al cops all worked together as a happy family to bust a $2 billion drug operation in the Old Port. $2 billion? Yipes. Oh, and Bryan Adams put out a totally French version of the soundtrack he did for that movie 'Spirit: Stallion of the Cimarron.' He's following that up with a tour of five Qu�becois locations only. Nowhere else. He was asked why he's doing both of these. His answer? 'Because I wanted to.' Apparently, his management people sort of see him as an expense and a half because of this weird habit he's got of constantly doing shite like this. Fair enough. I still don't like his music. Or his photography. Oh, and in the 'Great Caesar's fucking ghost' file is this little bit I came across yesternight. Apparently, Mystie got to Maman's rooming house just as Maman was getting home, so they walked in and got off their coats and stuff, then discovered Masami (the Japanese student who's renting one of the upstairs rooms) crying in the solarium. Maman went to her saying 'Masami, what's wrong?' Now, Masami's in Canada to learn English at a certain large-named English Second Language institution on Ste-Catherine Street. She's a super sweet girl with an atrocious accent but a pretty reasonable grasp on the language -- sorta. Turns out her teacher laughed at her and made fun of her English. Her ESL teacher. Made fun. Of her English. After sputtering for a while, I got off the phone. Mystie's slightly blas� stance on just about everything wasn't going to help me on this, so to-day I called Maman to discuss it with an eye towards phoning in a complaint (I can more easily take a few minutes for this kinda stuff at work than can my maman). After we sputtered to one another about it, she said that she'd speak to Masami again to-night after her (Maman's) piano lesson to see whether she'd gone to complain or not, and whether she wanted our help to get the guy deep fried. Even if laughing at that girl over her English wasn't just basically evil, the money she's paying to be in that class would make it so. Great, apparently (according to the Slut) both Sister and Mystie have decided to be here after their exams to-night. Oh well, there goes band practise. Um, a great way to get onto my bad side is to just show up at my door without discussing it with me first.. Hm. I'll leave you with these words by Epicurus: |
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