Showing posts with label strip club. Show all posts
Showing posts with label strip club. Show all posts
Saturday, August 14, 2010
Travel blogger, extraordinaire!!
By:
Veronica Blake
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5:24 PM
So perhaps I shall pen une petite voyage series about Montreal. I could break it down day-by-day journal style, but I shall give this a go, travel-writer style.
Thus, look out for themed posts about shopping, eating, getting lost, tourist attractions, strip clubs and the people.
That would be such a dream job, travel-writer. Just go off to places and explore and eat and converse with the locals and write all about it, all on the company's dime. Mmmm or food writer. I think any profession where you have to try out new things, because you get to sample the best of the best, and often before the general populous.
So look out tomorrow for "Acheter et Magasiner: Comment passez-vous tout votre argent quand vous etes dans Montreal"
Aussi, j'ai un rendez-vous pour jeudi!!
Zut alors! J'oublie la musique!
A few of my favourite things:
eating,
francais,
getting lost,
montreal,
online dating,
shopping,
strip club,
time travel,
tourist attractions
Witty titles still on vacation...
By:
Veronica Blake
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12:00 AM
Ahh, Midnight. I missed the deadline to have today's post up in time. I haven't written anything since Sunday, with that spurt of scheduled posting.
I dicked around all day with all the (400 or so) Montreal photos. Trying, in vain, to get this shit on a narrated slide show on the interwebs. Did accomplish a facebook album, captions included.
Went to the parents house, broke down in tears when they told me they're getting rid of my piano. Its beautiful and ominous, dark wood. The ivory is yellowed, and chipping in places. The ebony is luxurious. It has a very mellow, organic tone. I'll never have a piano like that again. Anything nowadays may be asthetically pleasing, but has a synthetic, artificial, cheap feel.
So I went to drown my sorrows. Actually, I went to console a friend who got dumped. Nothing like a good ol'fashioned male bashing*
Discovered tonight that my new-found-favourite radio station is - wait for it - Zoomer Radio.
I am turing into a 70-year-old women. I never go anywhere without a cardigan, I watch jeopardy and I enjoy a good nap.
That vacation wore me out. Good thing I have the weekend off. I shall have to share my 'Tales from a Strip Club' for another eve.
*No males were harmed in the making of this post.
A few of my favourite things:
baby boomer,
cardigan,
dudes,
dumped,
jeopardy,
montreal,
nap,
piano,
strip club,
zoomer radio
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